Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

Chuluye pushed open the door of the office.

Officer Sato turned to look at him: "Mr. Hatsune!"

To Chu Kano's surprise, there was not only Police Officer Sato in the office, but also a slightly familiar man with black curly hair and sunglasses.

Chuluye looked at Matsuda Jinpei suspiciously, and finally remembered why he thought this person looked familiar.

——He was the one who protected Conan in the performance hall before.

Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hand and introduced himself to Chuluye: "Matsuda Jinpei, the policeman you rescued from the Ferris wheel three years ago, thank you."

Even though he was expressing his gratitude to his savior now, the man's tone was somewhat lazy.

Chu Luye looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, and also raised it to shake it: "Chu, Luye, Genyoshi."

Miwako Sato looked at the scene where the two black curly hair shook hands with each other, and somehow wanted to laugh.

I can't blame her, mainly because the hairstyles of the two people are a bit similar, and Chuluye still has a slender figure of a teenager, it looks like a young Matsuda and an adult Matsuda met across time and space.

It feels amazing.

Of course, when Shikano and Matsuda Jinpei turned their heads to look at her together, this feeling disappeared completely.

Because Matsuda Jinpei has never had such a cold and empty look in his eyes.

"... Cough, Matsuda, your thank you is too perfunctory."

Miwako Sato gave a fake cough, and by the way began to criticize Jinpei Matsuda to cover up the smile that was left at the corner of her mouth just now.

"He is your savior, and it happened twice, shouldn't you say something about it?"

"That's right." Matsuda Jinhei crossed his arms and leaned on the desk in a straight line, "But the person who said at the beginning that he would invite Chuluye to come over to thank him, wasn't it you? Come to thank him?"

Miwako Sato was aroused by this sentence, and the remaining curvature of the corner of her mouth disappeared immediately.

There was no need to hide it anymore, she really got angry: "You bastard... It's obviously your own life, why do you want others to worry about you!"

These two people... Why on earth did they start bickering like no one else? Could it be that he and Chu Luye standing beside him are non-existent transparent people?

Conan, who was watching, couldn't help his half-moon eyes.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Matsuda Jinpei nodded perfunctorily, and simply stepped forward to pull Chuluye up.

"Let's go, lifesaver, I'll take you to have a big meal, just treat it as paying interest for your life-saving grace first."

Hatsukano, who hadn't figured out why the situation before him became like this, was pulled out of Sato Miwako's office by Matsuda Jinpei.

Conan also followed them out like a little follower.

"...I, today, want to, go home, eat."

Chuluye, who understood the situation before him, stopped halfway, and said seriously to Matsuda Jinpei who turned his head to look at him.

He paused, and suddenly felt that this sentence made him seem like a minor who was still under the control of his guardian and had to go home on time every day.

So without waiting for Matsuda Jinpei's answer, Chu Luye immediately changed his words: "Sonoko, sister, you are still waiting for me."

"Pfft... Got it."

Matsuda Jinpei laughed, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and put it in his mouth. Considering that Conan, an elementary school student, was still in front of him, he didn't take out the lighter with his hand in his pocket.

[If Hagi was also...forget it. 】

A sudden heartfelt voice came out from Matsuda Jinping, and then disappeared as suddenly as when it came.

Chuluye looked up at Matsuda Jinpei.

He had an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and what he was holding in his hand changed from a lighter to a mobile phone when he took it out of his pocket.

"Let's exchange a cell phone number."

Chu Luye dialed his number on the phone screen.

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at it, quickly pressed his fingers a few times on the phone, and a call was made to Chuluye's phone.

"This number is mine."

Matsuda Jinpei took back the phone and sent Hatsune and Conan to the gate of the police station.

"Then make an appointment next time. If you need anything, you can call me, benefactor."

He raised his hand and turned back to the police station.

Chu Luye turned his head and glanced at the back of Matsuda Jinpei, still thinking about the heartbeat that stopped abruptly in his mind.

"... Hey, who was that handsome guy just now?"

Sonoko poked Chu Luye and asked in a low voice.

Chu Luye's thoughts were interrupted, he thought for a while, and replied: "Police, police."

"Police..."

A little blush appeared on Yuanzi's face, and he began to write a [-]-word short romance composition in his mind.

Conan was thinking about the information he had just inquired in the police station.

As Takagi introduced, if Chuluye is really the one who has been reporting criminals to the police station continuously for three years, then the identity of the other party he once suspected is completely unfounded.

He totally suspected the wrong person.

But why the other party can find out the criminals in the crowd so accurately is also a question worth thinking about.

Just like the question of how he made the bomb explode in such a narrow range, this is a question that the clues he has obtained so far can't explain it at all.

If we insist on explaining these two questions, excluding the magical power that cannot be used as a basis for reasoning at all, it seems that there are only two answers left-the other party has sharp eyesight, far beyond his original imagination; Chu Luye has the black technology of the Suzuki consortium , the kind that is even darker than Dr. Ali's black technology.

But is it possible?

Conan suppressed the inexplicable doubts in his heart for the time being, and prepared to do more important things first.

Like an apology, or a thank you.

Conan thought so, and opened his mouth: "Chu..."

"Go back, traveler! There is a disaster approaching at home!"

Mona's hurried voice came from the earphone that Chu Luye had put back on.

Disaster?

Chu Luye was stunned for a moment, remembering the figurines at home, and before he had time to say anything more, he hurriedly said goodbye to Xiaolan and Yuanzi, and hurried towards the house.

Naturally, Conan's unfinished apology was not heard by Chuluye.

"..."

Forget it, I'll apologize to him next time we meet.

Conan thought helplessly.

On the other side, rushing to Chuluye near their home, they saw the huge curse spirit standing in front of their house at first sight.

There is also a one-handed seal, and a dark red spell that looks destructive is brewing at the fingertips...

White badminton?

"Ah, do you really have the ability to predict?"

Bai Yuqiu keenly noticed Chuluye who had just passed through the intersection.

To be honest, Chu Luye was actually very curious, why the other party was clearly wearing a black blindfold that could not penetrate anything, but could notice things outside.

But the current situation does not allow him to think too much about these things.

The moment Bai Yuqiu's fingertips released the technique, Chu Luye's mind immediately sounded an alarm.

If it weren't for Mr. Zhongli's voice from the earphones, he would probably have lost his mind on the spot and tried to use his own spells to fight against the opponent.

The curse spirit, who had not been seen clearly by Chu Luye, collapsed under the white shuttlecock's technique, which is enough to show how strong the opponent's attack is.

But when such a technique was about to destroy Chu Luye's house, it was completely blocked by a layer of jade shield with a faint golden light.

Mr. Zhongli is always the most reliable.

Chuluye breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he adjusted his mentality again, and his whole body tensed up.

Because the guy who almost destroyed Chu Luye's house just now raised his blindfold, and observed the shield blocking his spell with interest with those blue eyes like the sky.

He provoked an enthusiastic smile: "Defensive...isn't this like the Chuluye family's technique?"

Chu Luye recognized those eyes—the six eyes.

There is only one person who has those eyes in the magic world today, and that is Wujo Wu, the head of the Wujo family.

At the same time, the person who was almost killed by Chu Luye.

"Would you like me to come in and have a sit down, kid from Chuluye's family?"

Gojo Satoru laughed.

Chu Luye glanced at him, and slowly put away his battle-ready stance.

For some unknown reason, Chu Luye is the strongest in the magic world. Chu Luye has no ability to confront him head-on, but the opponent has already discovered Mona's prophecy and Mr. Zhongli's shield.

What happened to Mona, Zhongli and Mandrill, it's fine if his aunt knows about it, but Chu Luye didn't even dare to think about what would happen if the magic world knew about it.

There is no way to seal it directly, and if he wants the other party to ignore this matter, or to prevent the other party from knowing the truth of this matter, what Chu Luye can do is to distract his attention during the dealings with the other party.

For this reason, even though Chuluye himself was not willing to let people from the world of conjuration enter his home, he had to bring Wujo Wu in for a sit-down.

Chu Luye opened the door and welcomed Gojo Satoru into the house.

To Chu Luye's relief, neither Xiang Ling seen in the bomb incident nor Wendy heard(?) heard (?) appeared directly in the living room at home.

Maybe it's because their figurines are all stored in the figurine cabinet in the basement by him.

Chu Luye thought about it, and at the same time apologized to them silently in his heart.

I'm sorry Xiangling, I'm sorry Wendy, I wronged you first, then stay in the figure box for a while, and when he finishes dealing with this guy in front of him, he will release you immediately.

And Gojo Satoru, who followed Chu Luye into the room, looked around the living room as if he didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and sat on the sofa.

Chu Luye sat on the sofa opposite him, and had no intention of pouring Gojo Satoru a glass of water or tea at all.

The atmosphere was stagnant from the start.

Gojo Satoru smiled, as if he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and got straight to the point.

"Are you interested in studying at our High School of Magic?"

"No."

Chu Luye refused verbatim, his dark eyes fixed on the reaction of the person opposite.

He knew that the real negotiation had just begun from the moment he refused.

He wants to grasp the purpose, mental state, emotion or everything else of the person facing him, just like when using his spells to fight, to find out the opponent's weakness, and then—one hit kills.

"Hey~" Gojo Goto let out a long voice of surprise, and then said, "But the environment there is very good, and the teachers are also very strong. The most important thing is that I, the strongest, will teach you."

"Which school can invite the strongest to teach you a group of students like our college."

Wujo Wu raised his head and said narcissistically.

"But, I am, a college student."

Chu Luye looked at Gojo Satoru and said slowly.

He didn't expect that the strongest person in the legend turned out to be such a stinky character, but since the other party decided to negotiate like this, he naturally had a way to deal with it.

"College students, why, want, go back, study, college?"