I'm not really a magician

There is no reasonable reason to refute.

Conan also knew that the relationship between the two people in front of him was not right, so he pretended not to know anything, just like a real elementary school student.

Matsuda's room was on the other side.Because the owner is a psychic, there are many spirits in the hotel. Anna deliberately arranged Ji Jiang and the others in an area where there were no spirit activities, and Matsuda lived in a place where spirits gathered, far away from their room.

Ji Jiang walked in the front, Gojo Gozuke was in the back, and in the middle was Conan who was sweating coldly in a strange atmosphere.

Ji Jiang couldn't stand this kind of embarrassment, so he had nothing to say: "Conan seems to have adapted well after accepting the existence of spirits?"

Conan who felt the gaze behind him: ...Yeah, I can adapt better if I don't get caught between the two of you.

"Actually, I'm still very happy." Conan said in a low voice.

Ji Jiang didn't take it seriously.The existence of the world of corpses and souls has not been made public, but there are still legends of ghosts and gods in this world.

Although part of it is passed down by people who can see spirits, it is probably because the living people are nostalgic for the dead and pinned their emotions on the illusory legends.

Conan's statement made Ji Jiang think that there was such a person in Conan's heart.Therefore, after accepting the real existence of spirits, Conan can quickly enter the state of reasoning.

"There is a saying that sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." Conan continued: "Just like sister Ji Jiang asked me to help, even in the world of spirits and curses, you can use thinking logic to deduce the future. Evolution. For me, the world in front of me just got bigger than I knew before.”

Ji Jiang stopped, and looked seriously at the famous detective who was just as high as his knees due to the effects of drugs.

Conan has an innocent smile that can deceive most adults, and his eyes behind the lens are fearless: "I just know that there is another world. I also want to know what spirits and curses are made of, and why? Ordinary people can't see them, is there any difference in physiological structure between those who can see them and those who can't, how the inner world and the outer world exist at the same time... There are many more questions.

One day in the future, these things that are beyond the scope of today's science may be explained by science.Now I want to know more about the world I live in than before, and I will naturally be happier than before. "

"Only by understanding the world better can I move closer to my goal. I want to become Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era!"

"Of course." Conan bowed his head embarrassedly and smiled bitterly when he said this, "The existence of the spirit also allows me to comfort me... In some cases, I failed to stop the murderer in time."

Ji Jiang squatted down/body, silently staring at Shinichi Kudo, whose pseudonym was Conan Edogawa, and after a while, stretched out his hand and flicked Conan's forehead.

"Sister Ji Jiang?" Conan covered his forehead, took a few steps back, and raised his head to look at the expressionless Ji Jiang.

"In "our" understanding, the world of spirits is made up of spirits, and the world that can be touched and seen is made up of utensils. The world of spirits and utensils were originally integrated at the same time. , the two worlds are separated. "

"It's not a legend, it's a real history." Ji Jiang looked at Conan who wanted to question him, and his thick black eyes looked at him warningly: "But if you want to understand these things, you have to live longer, Conan."

"Don't tell others these words. Many things can't be pursued if you just want to know, otherwise the people around you will be in danger."

What Conan wants to know involves the scandal of the five nobles betraying the King of Souls.

Some historians disappear from time to time in the world of souls, precisely because they want to explore the history of the world of souls when it was born.

As the gatekeepers of history, the Tsunayashiro family secretly dealt with those who would endanger the reputation and rule of the nobility.

Maybe the current patriarch, Tsunayoi Yayoi, will be different from his ancestors.But that will have to wait a long time later, anyway, it is not something that Conan can touch now.

Conan looked at Ji Jiang who suddenly turned his face, and didn't dare to move under her murderous aura. It was Gojo Satoru who came behind him and took him aside, so he relaxed.

"Xiao Jijiang, you still like to scare children just like before." Gojo Satoru said with a smile while standing sideways in front of Conan.

Ji Jiang stood up and said dissatisfiedly: "I didn't scare him, what I said was true. If he thinks this is the same as the usual reasoning, he will die."

She doesn't want to stop Conan from exploring these things, but she hopes that Conan can be more cautious.

Conan poked out half of his head, and said cautiously, "I will be careful, sister Ji Jiang."

Ji Jiang sighed softly: "Let's go, hurry up and follow."

After sending Conan to Matsuda Jinpei, Ji Jiang took Gojo Satoru to his room to get the presents he brought to Gaozhuan from Soul Society.

On the way, Ji Jiang always recalled what Conan said just now, and sighed several times.He even suspected that it was a wrong decision for Ranju-senpai to take Conan to the store manager.

"Xiao Ji Jiang is still worried about Conan?" Gojo Satoru rubbed Ji Jiang's head.

"No, it's just..." Ji Jiang felt a little hard to tell what was on his mind.But he still said it under Wujo's questioning, "At that moment just now, I suddenly felt that people like Conan were scary."

It's like when facing the store manager and Captain Nirvana.

Obviously Conan has no threat to her.

"If there are more people like this, the present world and the world of corpses and souls will probably be turned upside down." Ji Jiang murmured.

"So Xiao Jijiang isn't afraid of me?"

Ji Jiang felt bad after hearing Gojo Wu's strange inference.Sure enough, Wutiao grabbed her in the next second, and the two looked at each other face to face: "It's not fair—after all, I should be scarier than Conan, right?"

"Why is Xiao Jijiang only afraid of Conan alone? Am I not as good as Conan?"

Ji Jiang: "I'm quite afraid of you now, do you believe it?"

"Liar."

"Xiao Jijiang, you are obviously just perfunctory."

"The expression is not scared at all, not even murderous."

Ji Jiang had a headache: "This is different!"

"What's different?" Wujo approached her and continued to ask.

Ji Jiang took a deep breath, put his hands on both sides of Gojo Wu's cheeks, fixed the face that was getting closer, and said loudly: "It's different everywhere, it's not the same type at all!"

The air is still.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and let Ji Jiang's hand rest on the side of his face. Some soft white hair fell to Ji Jiang's fingertips, causing a slightly itchy touch.

The touch under his palm is warm, and with a little force, he can feel the outline of the bones, the pulsation of muscles and blood vessels under his skin.

The sunglasses on the bridge of the nose were also crooked because of Ji Jiang's movements, and fell down a little bit, revealing the sharp and cold blue pupils that were raised at the corners of the eyes.

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes twice, smiled more intensely, and tilted his head: "What type?"

The movement of his hands suddenly became louder, and Ji Jiang suddenly regained his senses and withdrew his hand, and put his back behind his back in a panic, his fingers curled up tightly, but he felt that the touch of his fingertips had not dissipated.

She took two steps back in a hurry: "No, it's nothing! Why are you asking so much! If you ask again, there will be no gifts!"

"You guys, be quiet." Anna suddenly opened the door and appeared in the corridor, crossing her arms and glanced at the two of them: "It's very late."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" Gojo Satoru looked at Ji Jiang, whose ears were slightly red, raised his hand to put on his glasses, and took Ji Jiang's hand very smoothly to lead her back.

Ji Jiang was led away for a long time before he realized that he struggled and let go of his hand.But after looking at Gojo Satoru, all the complaints he thought about disappeared, and he stretched out his finger to the other side: "That's over there, and this is Senior Ranju's room."

Ji Jiang pushed open the door, and the moment he was about to enter the room, he turned around to block Wu Tiao who was about to follow in: "Wait here, I'll bring the things here."

Gojo raised his eyebrows and stopped at the door.

The store manager provides the service of switching between instruments and spirit particles, and he bought Hisagi's motorcycle from this world and brought it back to Soul Soul World.

The gift that Ji Jiang bought was also transformed into a real-world item through Urahara Kisuke's transformation service.

Ji Jiang walked to the door carrying a big bag, took out the wrapped things one by one, and explained who they were for.After she finished speaking, she hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and handed over a box: "It's for you."

The box engraved with the team logo of the Thirteenth Division was borrowed. Seeing Gojo wanted to flip the box over, Ji Jiang pressed his hand nervously: "There is something inside, and it will break."

Wujo glanced at the double crane pattern on the corner of the bag for the others: "It's not the same as Youruhito's and the others' packaging."

Ji Jiang's complexion remained unchanged, and he explained: "It's more convenient to put it in a box. Youren and the others said that you don't seem to like anything except sweets, and there are desserts recommended by the Women's Death Association."

Wutiao sighed: "Xiao Jijiang, you actually said it directly, the fun of unwrapping the presents is directly wasted!"

"Uh..." Ji Jiang looked at Wutiao who opened the box directly, "Didn't you just open it in front of me... What's wrong with you?"

Ji Jiang watched Wutiao suddenly turn around and couldn't help shaking his shoulders, feeling a little strange, turned the box in Wutiao's hand around, and became dazed after seeing the contents clearly.

Ji Jiang?

Lying in the box were slices of chocolate-colored biscuits in the shape of anthropomorphic wakame ambassadors with thick eyebrows and twine ties.Neatly, piled up several stacks.

These are the snacks Lukia-senpai brought from home, saying that I am very hungry