Why aren't people raising me

Because of the social background, the rate of autopsy in this country is extremely low. Even if someone dies strangely, they are unlikely to use autopsy to trace the cause of death. This has even exonerated many murderers, so detective is a particularly sought-after profession.

Most autopsies are carried out by public universities, and several autopsy experts are rushing to use them. Sometimes, in order to examine a corpse, it may be necessary to drive it dozens of kilometers away.

Akashi Masaharu called his classmate, and Gojo Satoru stood beside him like a deterrent decoration, he didn't do anything, just stood there frowning slightly, and few people cast their eyes here.

But they will look at Six Eyes from the corner of their eyes, and look at the special grade.

Not coming here is not crowding out, it's just because I clearly felt Gojo Satoru's signal not to approach.

In the past few years, Liuyan has grown faster and faster, and it has become more and more eye-catching. The Wutiao family has gradually favored Wutiaowuyiren's forces. They surround Liuyan and admire Liuyan. The whole family seems to be for Liuyan. live.

Except for a few high-rises with rusty heads.

This is of course, because apart from Gojo Satoru, there are no conjurers in their family who can do it, so Masaharu Akashi's identity as a foreign surname has a high status here.And Wujo Wu alone stood at the pinnacle of the magic world.

Without the two old logs, Gojo Satoru felt refreshed at home as if two tumors had been scraped off.

"Is it medicine?" Gojo Satoru asked Masaharu while he was idle and bored.

"It's likely to be the case." Akashi Masaharu said, "There are many drugs that induce myocardial infarction. Although it is strange that two people died at the same time, it is not unreasonable that the small probability event has not happened." He glanced at his own Dress to make sure you still look clean and fresh.

"That rotten orange... Cough, where did Mr. Qi go?" Akashi Masaharu almost slipped his tongue, he reflected on his vigilance and unrestrained speech, "His face was so dark just now that he didn't look like he hasn't seen it in decades. The bottom of the pot."

"Hahahahaha..." Gojo Satoru put his face aside and covered his mouth and laughed softly. He knew it was not good to be too presumptuous in such a solemn occasion, but Masaharu's words really pleased him, "Masaharu, why didn't I I found out that you are so good at talking."

"I've always been good at talking, and I get a five for my lectures."

Gojo Satoru chuckled a few more times, "The old guy probably realized that the situation was not what he wanted at all, so he went back and smashed things."

Wu Tiaoqi, the younger brother of the deceased, his elder brother died, he should still be able to get a promotion.

So what kind of situation does he want?

Akashi Masaharu looked at the younger generation who approached him furtively, the light in their eyes could not be hidden, and they were full of longing.

Did I get in someone's eyes?

Akashi Masaharu pondered.

"Brother Yazhi, how long will it take you to leave today?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but came over to talk to them. They were two ten-year-old children who wanted to rebel, loved to play, and were bold. "We haven't seen you for a long time. Seeing you is harder than reading."

Masaharu Akashi skillfully put on a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will test your grades by mentioning reading?"

The ten-year-old kid rubbed his index finger under his nose, as if he was waiting for this sentence, "Hey, you can ask, I have memorized the whole book."

He can't experience the joy of reading like Masaharu, but he has a pretty smart head. Since he doesn't understand, he can never make mistakes by rote memorization.

He straightened his chest, and deliberately raised his neck to Akashi Masaharu, the pink-eyed boy reached out his hand knowingly and flicked his head, "You are almost overflowing with pride."

Gojo Satoru put his hands on his hips to bluff them, "Okay, you two haven't even said hello to me yet, so you're just talking to your brother Masaharu."

The boy waved his hand, "Brother Wu is not very new, I have seen it many times."

The other also showed a provocative expression, "When you see brother Wu, you can think of no lower limit that makes my stomach hurt. After all, we can't fix you."

Both of them have unlimited spells, but because they don't have those special eyes, this god-given ability is like a decoration.

As a family-inherited spell, the release of no-lower-limit spells requires extremely difficult and meticulous operations, and Wujo Wu can retract and release freely at will.

They passed the time by chatting, and Masaharu's classmate finally arrived.

The result of the test was the same as Masaharu guessed, the myocardial infarction was caused by overdose of the drug, but the deceased did not usually take the drug, so several people began to search the living place of the deceased, the servants, and finally tested the ingredients of the drug, and found that the casing and packaging were the same, but were Someone secretly changed the inside.

"This is pure murder..."

Feeling that it has become a criminal investigation case, Akashi Masaharu called the police.

Following the clues, they traced the hospital, doctor, pharmacy, and drug supplier all the way, and finally found that the drug salesperson took the fake product.

And that employee hanged himself this morning, and set fire to the house when he committed suicide. When the fire was discovered, it was uncontrollable and burned everything completely. The employee's body was as black as charcoal.

When the police investigated the background of the man, they found that he had no relatives, and his friends were all friends who drank and had fun.

"Is this committing suicide in fear of crime, or did he already have the idea of ​​ending his life and take revenge on society before he dies?"

While looking for clues in the mess of the apartment, Akashi Masaharu heard this sudden voice, and he found two passers-by mixed in.

"Hagi! Let's go!" The curly-haired boy seemed to feel embarrassed, and kept urging his companions,

"But I can't think of his motives for committing the crime at all... and I can't analyze his psychology at all... He was normal when we met last week."

"Hagi..."

"Am I so dull?"

Those two people were not driven away in the end. It seems that there are relatives working in the police, but they have nothing to do with Akashi Masaharu. He completely cleared the suspicion. people are skeptical.

"Let's go, the matter is settled." Wu Tiaowu stretched his arms, seemingly satisfied, "You have been working with them all day and night, why don't we go eat something?"

"Is it just me? You should stay with me all the time." Masaharu Akashi laughed, "It's not like I can't deal with these problems alone."

Putting an arm around Masaharu's shoulder, Gojo Gojo leaned on him, "Just call out both Nitro and Jie, let's play."

"Where?"

Gojo Gojo snapped a few fingers, "Let's go to the game hall, cinema, KTV."

"No, I have to go back and prepare my paper due next week."

Wutiaowu: "..."

His face became very serious, "Jazhi, let me find you a shooter."

Akashi Masaharu: "Are you kidding me?"

"Then change it." The six-eyed smile revealed a bit of deep meaning, but it was actually more of a smirk thinking of a bad idea, "I'll give you 3000 million, and you'll give us tonight's time."

Akashi Masaharu: "..."

Akashi Masaharu stared at him incredulously,

Gojo Satoru said one step ahead of him, "I'm not joking."

Masaharu Akashi almost failed to manage his facial expressions, not to say that being bought time with money was unacceptable to him, but—he, who is a money fan, was actually moved, not only did he not feel compelled, but also felt that the sky was cheating Cheap as cakes.

"How about it?"

Akashi Masaharu: "...Do you know that the turnover of the top cowherd is 6000 million a night?"

"Huh? Why do you use this as a metaphor."

"Because I suddenly thought that there are really people who are willing to be taken advantage of. Maybe I should open a cowboy shop." Akashi Masaharu said very seriously, "A person will become very generous in order not to be lonely."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru felt that he had been insinuated, "I didn't..."

"Just kidding." Masaharu Akashi laughed, "Thank you, Satoru, although it meant turning the corner, but it also let me know that someone cares about me enough to think of ways to keep me."

Gojo Satoru was taken aback by his serious attitude, and reacted a little slowly, "...No, it's not that serious."

"The thesis can be finished in only three hours, let's talk about it tomorrow morning, then let's call Nitro and Jie first?"

"You agree?"

"It's hard to believe, I'm not a machine, I would relax occasionally." Masaharu Akashi's brows and eyes were full of soft smiles, "3000 million is unnecessary, there is an old saying. Talking about money hurts feelings."

Gojo Gojo seemed to be blinded by a smile, "Then I'll put the 3000 million into charity."

It was just such a light sentence, and Daryl, who was floating beside them, suddenly laughed wildly, as if seeing the most satisfying thing, her laughter was sharp and ear-shattering, as if her brain was twitching, and she got used to it Masaharu, who ignored her, couldn't help but tremble, and then looked at her with a strange expression.

... Didn't have a stroke, what's wrong?

Darryl clapped his hands, "Maji, Maji, you've done a great job."

She said that the curvature of the skeleton's face became larger. If she had muscles and skin, she would definitely be able to twist into exaggerated wrinkles. "You really made the best decision. Guys show off what you've done."

Akashi Masaharu originally wanted to put her words in one ear and out the other, but it can be seen that the god of death is so happy, he unconsciously raised some hopes,

Could it be... did he accidentally speed up the process of redemption?

"Are you cold? May I lend you the scarf?" Gojo Satoru, who was holding him, felt Masaharu's trembling most clearly, "Anyway, I have no limit."

"No lower limit will burn your brain. If you have a headache, you won't be happy to play. I asked Mr. Bijian to bring me a coat."

……

That day, Masaharu Akashi played for the first time without distraction. He turned off the message notifications in the school's message group, and changed the status to Do Not Disturb.He was exposed to fields that he didn't set foot in very much, had a poor record in the game hall, analyzed the investment and return ratio of the work in the movie theater, and sang the most incomplete songs in the KTV.

"So you can't sing."

"Masaji! Never let your admirers listen to you singing, they will be disillusioned!"

"I think I can sing well..."

"There is a big error in listening to it by yourself. You can try it with a recorder."

"Don't make such a frustrated face—"

"Hey, you're pretending! Why don't you just play another song, it's out of tune, your timbre is still good."

Masaharu Akashi experienced and learned a lot that night.

It's not that he didn't understand before, he has a lot of knowledge, and even often analyzes the scope of activities, psychological tendencies, and consumption choices of contemporary young people, but those are only theoretical, and he has never experienced the joy of partying and playing. I don't know that people can really chat and chat until they forget the time, place, and surrounding environment information.

In fact, Akashi Seijuro had discovered this characteristic of him, and even secretly suggested to let him relax with his favorite friends, but when Akashi Masaharu got along with his classmates, he always put on a dignified, polite, gentle and elegant way.

"So...those are not friends you can talk to." Seijuro, who listened to his narration of the party content, suddenly saw the problem, "Masaharu, you socialize as if you are completing a basic human task."

Akashi Masaharu answered him leisurely at the time, "After all, our common topic can only be said to be a public topic, and it is not unique. Seijuro, your relationship with the classmates in the class is not salty or not. I really want to play with you. Most of them are basketball clubs, or partners who play games with, I don’t have that kind of thing.”

"But fate doesn't have to be forced, I will have what I should have."

So, now he has a partner of the same age, who even has the same dream.

"I want to completely change the magic world!" Gojo Satoru said wantonly, "But that is only the long-term ultimate goal. Right now, every minute and every second, let's protect the weak."

This is Xia Youjie's positive argument. Even if Wutiao Wu laughed at him in disdain at first, he unconsciously agrees. After all, they carry hidden dangers in their lives to exorcise the curse spirit, and they must have a certain degree of love and sense of responsibility. , and faith as support.

"I'll take care of my logistics." Jiajin sips his drink, "After all, you guys are often reckless and arrogant in your emotions. If you don't have a strong doctor and nurse, you don't know how many times you have died."

"I don't think so." Akashi Masaharu leaned back in the chair, looking at Nitsubo softly with his eyes, "Because I know that no matter how big the trouble is or how serious the injury is, there will always be a trustworthy partner to solve it. Only then can we be unscrupulous."

Xia Youjie trembled a little when he was provoked by such explicit words, he rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably, "You are really good at coaxing people."

"Where's Jay?"

"You all have said it all, I have nothing to add."

"but……"

"Probably I still think that with a lover, life will be more complete."