super dangerous novelist

On the streets of Yokohama in the middle of the night, fierce fighting between mafias is going on.

At a corner that neither side noticed, a tall "person" suddenly stepped out.

"Who!?" Someone exclaimed.

This sound attracted more people to look over, and saw the "human" figure illuminated by the staggered flames of the guns, the hideous scars, the vertical and horizontal sutures, and the lifeless gray skin...

Both sides of the war stopped their movements strangely. Looking at this monster-like creature, they couldn't help feeling chills down their backs, and instinctively aimed their guns at it.

As this horrific monster slowly entered everyone's field of vision, its gray pupils, which were almost indistinguishable from the whites of its eyes, stared straight ahead. There was a strange smell all over its body, like preservatives and various A fusion of bitter potions.

"—" It also made a strange raving sound, which made people unable to hear clearly, and even felt inexplicably afraid of this sound.

The people present felt a cold oppressive feeling that held them firmly in place, their legs trembled uncontrollably, their trembling eyes were fixed on the monster, and cold sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Just as everyone was holding their breath, the organization at the rear realized that this was an excellent opportunity for a surprise attack. The leader gave an order, and countless bullets were fired towards the opposite side, making countless wailing for a while.

In the hail of bullets, several bullets were inevitably embedded in the back of the gray monster. What was strange was that silver-white body fluid flowed from the wound, which shone with subtle fluorescence under the moonlight.

The monster stopped in its tracks, turned its gray eyes back to the still firing Mafia.

"—"

It's broken... Yes, fix it...

"!" The mafia member who launched the sneak attack was frightened by the turning monster and hurriedly shot at it, but even if his body was shot into a sieve by the bullets, he couldn't stop the monster from coming.

The bullet embedded in the body was expelled by the silver body fluid gushing out of the body, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Seeing the tall gray monster approaching step by step, the fear became more and more profound. Some people simply dropped their guns and fled, uttering nonsense.

"—"

Accompanied by the babbling, fear followed like a shadow. Before the man could run a few steps, he was covered by a black shadow from the sky, and before he could react, he was suppressed by the monster.

Then, there was a tearing pain in his shoulder blade.

It was the gray monster tugging at his arm like a jigsaw puzzle.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" The heart-piercing screams sounded along with the severe pain of the joint being removed abruptly, mixed with the sound of muscles being torn and blood spurting out from the blood vessels.

The gray monster dismantled the man's joints in a random manner, and finally pinched the dying head with its huge hands, and with a slight twist, a bloody head was unscrewed.

Most of the people around were watching this horrific scene with tears streaming down their eyes because of excessive fear, and some people even got wet between their legs with warm liquid.

The gray monster slowly turned to face them.

"—"

It's your turn...

The next day.

Jiang Yexue really didn't get up until three in the morning, and the first thing after going out was to ask the conjurer for cigarettes.

"Mr. Ye Moth, do you have any cigarettes here?"

"No, smoking is harmful to health." Ye Mo Zhengdao remembered that Jiang Ye still had a whole pack last night, and it disappeared after he woke up from sleep. How often does he have to smoke?

Jiang Ye puffed up his face and tugged on the sleeves of Noctuma, "But cigarettes are my life, I'm going to die if I don't smoke."

"You need to quit smoking, Jiangye." Noctua was still unmoved, and was going to get some sugar to cope.

Jiang Ye is not allowed to go out for any activities, so he can only pin his hopes on the other party, and he will be very irritable when he is addicted to smoking.

"No! Teacher Ye Moth, I want cigarettes! Cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes!!" So he immediately became presumptuous, hanging his arms around the neck of Noctu Moth Zhengdao like a koala, and kept repeating the word "cigarette" in his mouth. vocabulary.

Entangled Noctua: "..."

Three students who happened to pass by: "!"

It was the first time Gojo Satoru saw the scene of Jiang Ye's mischief, and his sunglasses slipped off in shock, "Wow, Noctua, you are so charming."

Xia Youjie glanced at him, "Didn't you hear that Jiang Ye was holding the noctuid moth and shouting for cigarettes? It should be because cigarettes are more attractive."

"I also want to be hugged and act like a spoiled child by Jiang Ye..." Jia Ruozi inserted a sentence with a sudden change in style.

Wutiao and Xia You silently took a step away from her. Ever since they met Jiang Ye last night, they have fallen in love with each other's looks, and even chatted well with each other.

Sure enough, two abnormal people always have something in common—the two problematic students thought so.

Ye Mo held Jiang Ye's head that was rubbing around his neck, thinking how this kid could be so clingy, and turned his eyes to the few people who entered in disorder, "I have a task for you, go buy a cigarette and some candies and come back."

"Huh? Tell us to run errands for this guy?" Gojo Satoru looked contemptuous.

Xia Youjie looked away, "Following the experience I gained from the last mission, I'm going to start special training."

Nitro blinked, "I don't care." But I was a little curious about what Jiang Ye would look like if he continued to have no cigarettes...

"It's not uncommon for you to go out to play. Why don't you want to buy it this time? If that's the case, give me special training at school, and you are not allowed to go out without permission." Noctua is still attached to Jiang Ye, but at least the other party is a little quiet After a while, he obediently sat on his strong arms, still shouting "cigarette cigarettes" in his mouth.

"Student at home, I will leave the matter of cigarettes to you." He added.

Jia Ruozi was overjoyed: "Yes!"

"Glass, bring me some good luck."

"Just thinking of me now? Don't bring it, that store is too far away!"

Gojo Satoru: "Tch, it's kind of courteous to bring cigarettes to someone you just met."

"I'm happy, not to mention Jiang Ye is much cuter than you~"

"He's the only one who's cute? If you don't need your eyes, donate them to those who need them, Nitro." Gojo Satoru pointed at the whining Jiang Ye Xuezhen with a disgusted expression.

"You are the one, there is something wrong with the six eyes, hurry up and go back to the factory for overhaul, Wu." Jia Ruozi shot back.

"Are you trying to fight me? Just for this kid?"

Xia Youjie, who was watching the two bickering: "..."

You are both in the same boat.

Fortunately, it was just a bickering, and Nitzi set off soon. Before leaving, he stroked Jiang Ye's head and said that he would continue to cheer him up, as if he was the other party's savior.

Ye Mo put Jiang Ye down and asked him to go back and wait.

After Jiang Ye stood firm, he turned his head and made a movement towards Wutiao Xiayou and the two, instantly turning their faces dull.

From the perspective of the night moth, the black-haired boy just raised his hand and stroked at his temple casually, as if he had shot himself with a gun, and it was more for fun.

But when he looked up and his eyes fell on his two students, he was confused by the inexplicable changes in their expressions, "?"

Jiang Ye staggered away with his pockets in his pocket, and the night moth said, "Can you tell me what happened in this mission now? What happened to the special magic spirit?"

"Glass really said it, although I didn't intend to die to hide it." Gojo Wu grabbed his silver-white hair, exchanged a glance with Xia Youjie, and told Ye Mo Zhengdao what had happened.

Except for being fooled by Jiang Ye and waiting in vain for a long time, details such as curse, suicide and resurrection were not concealed.

"Flame...fake bullets..." Ye Mo rubbed his chin after listening, getting closer to Jiang Yexue's true understanding.

Gojo Satoru: "I've confirmed that the flame is not a mantra, it's more like it was formed directly from his body."

Noctuid: "Maybe it has something to do with Jiang Ye's experience in Europe."

"Has he ever been to Europe? Europe has been the most chaotic place in the past few years." Gojo Satoru opened his eyes slightly, apparently in disbelief.

Xia Youjie also expressed curiosity.

"Speaking of which...Jiang also served as an officer in that war before, and the earliest record in the files was in Moscow, Europe three years ago."

Seeing that Noctua's expression didn't seem to be talking nonsense, the two couldn't help but sigh.

"How old was he then? Has he already been on the battlefield?"

"I never thought that the government would not let children go..."

Ye Mo just frowned slightly, and said another point of concern: "The secret service department just handed over the photos at that time to me..."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh? Then?"

"In the past three years, Jiang Ye's appearance and body shape have not changed at all." Noctua said, and then thought for a while, "It's as if the growth has been frozen."

"Ha, this means that he will always be a dwarf!" Gojo Satoru's first reaction was not to find it weird, but took the opportunity to laugh at it. After all, it is normal for many people to stop growing at a certain age, and "Three Years" was not enough to get his attention.

Xia Youjie understands what the moth cares about. Jiang Ye said that he will always be 16 years old, and his body has indeed stayed at the state of 16 years old.

And whether this state will remain unsolved is still an unsolved mystery. There are already so many mysteries about Jiang Ye that people can't help but wonder, and now there is another one, which makes people want to find out.

Noctua did not continue this topic, but instead told the two of his original purpose: "Jiang Ye is still in the observation stage, you should try to build a good relationship with him, and the superior will judge how to deal with him based on the situation you reported."

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "Isn't that what you want us to monitor him? A way to make people feel physically uncomfortable..."

If you think about it, you will feel disgusting. A group of people deliberately approach you with ideas that are not in line with your heart, and then disclose what you see to others. If you know about it, will you trust other people who are close to you?

"Why didn't the superiors send someone to monitor?" Xia Youjie asked.

"The higher-ups have plans from the higher-ups, and you are students, so you won't be alerted."

"I didn't know that the School of Magic still trains spies. Wouldn't it be better to explain it directly to others?" Wujo Satoru still didn't accept this set of arguments, turned around and left after digging his ears, "If that's the case, I'm sorry. "

Xia Youjie nodded to Noctua to express his attitude, and then followed.

Night Moth watched the two students go away, and finally let go of his clenched fists.

On the other side, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie passed by the dormitory, and saw a puff of black smoke from the window of Jiangye's room from a distance, and at the same time, someone's laughter could be heard.

Two people: "..."

Has this guy gone out of cigarettes to the point of complete dementia?