The villain is in trouble

Just as Tong Mo explained to others, each member of the villain association and the shady is not a hierarchical relationship between superiors and subordinates, but a cooperative relationship of utilization and balance.

Therefore, before the Shibuya event was scheduled, Shenming Fukami decided that he did not need to speak out in it after that.

Tong Mo and Naraku can deal with those troublesome things, and that Lord Tianyuan has never paid attention to the outside situation, and changing the manager of the magic world has no effect on him-although this behavior is organized by unofficial organizations and It begins with personnel, but there is nothing that the government inserts, too.

The meeting was held at the Headquarters of the Director of Spells. At first, the atmosphere was tense, and the bitter master and the rotten orange seemed to have eaten dynamite.

People from the government and public security came to lay out laws and regulations, and reasoned based on facts.

"The magic world is not independent of society." Hirakawa Shinsei said coldly, "You have great autonomy, but the law is by no means empty words."

The Chanyuan family suffered a lot in this matter.In the past, some behaviors under the feudal rules and hierarchical divisions in the family were used as evidence to make them speechless.

The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan looked at Fu Heisher, who was standing with the Wanshi Bliss Sect, and Fu Heihui, who was beside him, and listened to the things that he turned a blind eye to, and seemed to be much older in an instant.

And Kanna held the mirror and watched these people calmly.

Resso, whose movements were restricted, said many things during the interrogation, including the matter of "Kamo Xianlun".

So the Kamo family, who originally wanted to fight for something, also shut up.

The members of the Wutiao family were about to make a move, but Wutiao Wu glared at them several times. The elder who took the lead thought of the instructions from the patriarch, sighed secretly, and stopped them.

Yusanjia's attitude calmed down, followed by those old guys who had been in the upper class for many years.

Hirakawa Xincheng took out the information provided by Tong Moyouqing, nodded politely in the direction of Wan Shi Bliss Cult, and started the trial of rotten oranges again.

The appearance of the old men trying to refute is ugly and ridiculous, even a little pathetic, but most of the people present will not be shaken by this.

There are three parties in the audience in the stands, one is Wanshi Bliss, one is Yusanjia, and the third is two higher specialized schools of magic.

As the scheduled next principal of the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College, Masamichi Noctua was kicked by the current principal to watch, and even three second-year students followed.

And the conservative headmaster of the Kyoto High School of Conjuration, who always listened to the high-level officials, was sitting alone on the other side at this moment. From the beginning of the silence to the present, the whole person was extremely bleak.

Ye Mozhengdao and him are considered old friends, and they really want to say something after the meeting.

The meeting went on as normal, with occasional skirmishes being verbal, and seemed to end as smoothly as everyone on the sidelines had hoped.

But in the final analysis, Rotten Oranges will not really accept that they will be the characters to be executed. The reversal of their status makes them angry with their arrogance, and they look at the magician and others with gloomy eyes.

So in the end there was still a fight in the venue.The old guys have been in high positions for many years, and they still have basic combat effectiveness, not to mention the troops trained by them to protect them.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie cheered, and rushed forward in an open and aboveboard manner, making the scene even more chaotic.

"Night moth, do you want to come too?" Gojo Satoru didn't forget the teacher, he turned his head and greeted enthusiastically before starting.

Sitting behind the table, Ye Mozheng took a sip of the tea poured from the house, and shook his head: "I won't join."

Jia Ruozi himself was about to pick up his teacup, glanced at the Leyan Temple next to him, and poured someone a cup out of the idea of ​​respecting his teacher.

Leyan Temple glanced at her in some surprise, seeing her expression as if she was watching a show, and then looked at Ye Mo Zhengdao, the corner of her mouth under the beard twitched.

The situation has become irreversible... Even the conservatives did not expect that external forces would intervene to cause changes in the magic world.

He looked at the old guys who had been defeated in the battle, and silently picked up the steaming teacup.

On the side of the school for cultivating conjurers, three people held teacups and looked very comfortable.

Tong Mo and Naluo from Wanshi Bliss Sect were sitting in a row, with teacups in front of them, and they were talking in a low voice, not knowing what they were talking about.

Fu Heihui was lying on the table, staring at her father who also rushed in happily, with a troubled expression like a little adult on his face.But he watched intently.

The people from the Yusan family who didn't rush forward sat on the other side, and noticed what happened to them here, with subtle expressions.

Then they raised their teacups too.

The matter has come to this point, and the dust has settled.

……

At dusk, the meeting finally came to an end.Relying on the law and the rules of the magic world, government officials issue judgments on violators.

Violation of economic law, criminal law, civil law and other laws, depending on the circumstances, it will be judged as detention, imprisonment, or labor instead of prison, and an apology and compensation will be made to the victim.

And whether the director of conjuration will be disbanded, but its operating rules need to be improved before it can be reopened. In the next six months, the conjuration community will be jointly managed by Yusanjia and the school, and government officials must be present to supervise it.

This was just a brief overview, but it was too much to read it all out, so the meeting was called to a close when the papers were handed out to the participants.

But this does not mean that everyone can go back to their respective homes, and a real consensus needs to be reached afterwards to get things on the right track early.So there will be meetings in the next few days as well.

"Everyone will be very happy." Fu Heihui said when walking out with the adults.

During the period of his life in the Bliss Sect of the World, he has already understood that the children and adults who get along with him day and night are all gathered in the Bliss Sect because of unfair treatment.

Including his scumbag father.

In the meeting just now, he used his little mind to understand that it was a "fair" ending.

"Probably will." Tong Mo said with a smile, "Hui Jun, why do you think everyone will be happy?"

"Because the wicked are punished." Fu Heihui said, "The law is just."

There are ordinary people and conjurers in Wanshi Bliss Cult, and only a small number of the former know that other believers are actually conjurers.

Tong Mo maintains the balance between them, and most of the ones left at the headquarters of the Bliss Cult are conjurers, those without spell power and their children.

Fu Heihui has been in contact with them a lot, and has initially developed an aversion to crime.

Fu Heisher looked down at the top of his head, feeling a little complicated for some reason.

"Yes, the law is fair." Tong Mo raised his fan to cover the lower half of his face, and smiled at Fu Heisher, his rainbow eyes filled with a subtle smile, "So Mr. Shier, work hard from now on. "

Fu Heisher: "... Tch."

Fu Heihui looked up at him with some disapproval, and said, "Mr. Tong Mo is a very generous employer, father."

In the past, Fu Heisher often went to gamble on horses, and he didn't go home for a long time. When he came back occasionally, his life was not stable at all. Now, Fu Heihui cherishes it very much.

"It really makes me happy that Hui Jun said that." Tong Mo looked very happy.

Fuhesher: "...This guy is really generous."

Are you the father or am I the father?It's not cute.

...Although it seems that it is because his father is out of tune.

Fu Heisher suddenly felt a dull pain in his non-existent conscience.

They didn't walk in the same way as the others. When they went out, Naraku and Kanna, who were still wearing white baboon skins, stood by the car.

"Go ahead and take her in." Naraku said, "I'm not interested in taking care of her."

"You are too indifferent, Naluo." Tong Mo said with some distress, "This is a child who is related to you by blood, should you get in touch with him more?"

"You used to have blood on your body, and I haven't seen you get in touch with him much." Naraku replied, without any intention of entangled with him, "I just happened to go to see that person, so it's not impossible to take her with me."

"Say hello to them for me." Tong Mo waved his fan, "I really can't be free these days, I hope everything goes well for them too."

Naraku and Kanna disappeared out of thin air, and the three got into the car. Fu Heihui asked with some confusion: "Mr. Naraku and Kanna, are they father and daughter?"

"It's hard to say." Tong Mo said with some regret, "Shen Wu has no mother."

Fu Heihui mistakenly thought that she had lost her mother, so she pursed her lips and stopped asking.

As for Fuheshier, who was driving the car in the driver's seat, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Is there no mother in the biological sense...

*

The fierce battle between the Mafia port and the hostile organization is about to break out, and the atmosphere has become so serious that it only needs a spark to explode easily.

The residents of Yokohama seemed to realize this too, and the night fell into complete silence in places where fighting was suitable.

Oni Wu Tsuji walked up from his research room in a hurry, and walked silently to the chief's office amidst the guard's bow.

He pushed open the door, and the moment the light leaked out, the vertical pupils became narrower, making the dark complexion even more terrifying.

"Xu, you are really vigilant." After entering the house, he closed the door and mocked in a cold voice, "Why can't he?"

"You didn't do anything for him." Xu behind the desk remained indifferent to his anger, calmly continued his previous actions, and put the documents aside, "Don't disturb him."

"Those who don't know think that you have deep affection." Onimai Tsujimi said sarcastically, "If they know the truth, everyone will feel cheated."

"I am completely different from him." Xu told the truth calmly.

This is undeniable.Onimai Tsuji musan twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "What is Mori Ogai's purpose?"

The old fox-like guy sometimes annoyed Guiwu Tsuji Wumi very much, but Xu used him a lot.Many people within the organization are confused by this.

"No matter what, he won't do it again." Xu said, "After you leave, he will take on your job."

"..." A strange, gloating smile appeared on Gui Wu Tsuji's face, "That's true, I wish him a happy work."

Even the thousand-year ghost king feels bald because of heavy human affairs. He spends most of his life enjoying rather than working, so he seldom realizes the life of ordinary people.

……

There was a tacit conversation in the chief's office, and in the office of the Ministry of Intelligence, Ango Sakaguchi recorded the intelligence list of casualties and personnel adjustments in the conflicts in the past few days.

He has been an undercover agent in the port of Mafia for two months, and he has not been suspected at all, but has been reused.To be honest, compared with the work in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, it is quite easy here, and the salary is also high.

At the end of the work, he glanced at the time, rubbed the back of his neck, thinking about taking a slow walk on the road later.

When we left the building, the night fell, and there was a light white mist in the humid night.Ango Sakaguchi was walking on the quiet street with his briefcase in his hand. When he passed a certain alley, he suddenly stopped.

The alley is very dark, and the signboard of the bar exudes a faint light.

Lupin.

He pushed his round glasses, and suddenly wanted to look inside.

He went in.