The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Sasuke really wanted to use Sharingan to let Yoshino Junpei figure out what happened like he did to Gojo Satoru, but the other party has been shrouded in illusion for the past two weeks——

At first, Sasuke blurred Yoshino Junpei's memory, so that the other party didn't remember their side in the sewer, and then let Yoshino Junpei see some not so beautiful scenes-and put more mental burden on him, this book Sensitive and slender high school students will probably be sent home again.

He also didn't have the patience to break up what he had done and tell others. Besides, Yoshino Junpei was not an important person. Sasuke rescued him, and he didn't expect the boy to provide them with much help.

It's just because Gojo Satoru said that he hopes his students will grow up slowly.

A friend going astray may not necessarily make a person reborn, but it is a bit too much for a friend to die before his eyes, so he took action.

Speaking of which, Gojo Satoru saved him even more casually than he saved Yoshino Junpei. Sasuke felt strange when he heard Gojo Satoru and Yoshino Junpei explain the current situation briefly.

His eyes fell on Gojo Satoru's messy hair, he was a little lost in thought, so he didn't pay much attention to what Yoshino Junpei said at the end.

"He really wants to enter the high school," Gojo Satoru stomped in the passageway illuminated by the wall lamp, "but obviously not now, I will send them abroad for a while, and Oto and Miguel can Look at them, and break his temper by the way."

The atmosphere of the wind and rain in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and the two "dead people" Yoshino Junpin and Yoshino Nagi naturally hide as far away as possible.

"You're quite considerate." Sasuke said.

"I'm really considerate of you," Gojo Satoru deliberately changed the concept, "If they are discovered by real people, all our preparations will be in vain."

"Also, Sasuke," the white-haired man put his hand on his shoulder, lowered his head slightly, and his tone seemed to be sticky again, "That kid has seen you before, aren't you going to make him remember what he has done?"

"He didn't do anything," Sasuke said, "There's no need to do it, it's troublesome."

"Okay," Gojo Satoru straightened up. For a moment, Sasuke thought he had reached out and grabbed him, but then realized that it was just an illusion. He still walked steadily with his hands down, "Anyway, the explanation is almost the same. Let’s think about him after the matter is over.”

"Is it okay to let Yi Gu stay abroad?"

Although Otoko Yuta is still the thin boy who can't hold a knife well in Sasuke's heart, but his strength has grown rapidly. In Gojo Satoru's words, "It can support me for an hour, it is an outstanding boy. the conjurer."

If Yi Guyoutai was around, he and Gojo Satoru would be much more relaxed.

"Utao will definitely not be able to come back through the normal procedure," Wujo Satoru said, "but this matter can be a little fussy and suppress them, what do you think?"

He asks Sasuke for advice.

Because this matter is not to pressure from the direction of the association, but from the direction of the rope.

If the timing is right, Yan Suo will find out the rotten orange who is in a high position for him.

"I will find a chance." Sasuke agreed. "But you should find a way to get Yi Gu back to China."

"Understood~" Gojo Satoru replied with a smile.

Sasuke and Gojo Satoru didn't always exchange the progress of the investigation and the information they had on weekdays - in these two months, Gojo Satoru and Sasuke didn't even take the initiative to ask each other if they had any new news.

Sasuke was restrained and had many things to pay attention to, so Gojo Satoru simply didn't ask anything.

He knew that just as he would tell Sasuke key information, Sasuke would also put important information in front of him subtly.

Gojo Satoru felt that he didn't need to know everything the other party did and every action he took. He believed that Sasuke would give him just the right amount of help, just like the boy had always done.

Gojo Satoru's phone rang, and Sasuke's phone vibrated almost at the same time.

They answered the phone one by one, and opened the mailbox one by one.

Then the conjurer waved to Sasuke with a happy smile on his face: "Then, see you tonight."

Sasuke nodded at him, his expression was unhappy, but his eyes were clear and peaceful, and he didn't look nervous.

They separated at the entrance of the passage, one went to the parking lot, and the other disappeared directly in place.

But it won't be long before the conjurer and ninja will be standing with each other again, heading in one direction.

They all know it.

-

"Sasuke-kun," Masuo said with a sincere and polite smile on his face, "I thought about it, and I think it's more appropriate to leave this matter to you, a professional."

There was a delirious man nailed to the wall behind him. Masato saw Sasuke look over and shook the transparent container in his hand.

Inside is a baby that is almost formed, the magic object is wrapped in a transparent liquid, and it rolls and bubbles a few times with the real person's movements.

Ryosuke hopes that Sasuke can make the head of the nine-phase diagram who is about to be fleshed, the bulging phase, forget the "irrelevant" memories of his life.

He told Sasuke that the Nine-Phase Diagram is the product of nine degrees of intercourse and nine degrees of abortion between humans and the cursed spirit. It has maintained the form of the cursed object since its birth, but it has not actually been "born".

The bulging phase stays in the mother's body for the longest time, and is relatively the most successful nine-phase diagram. It is so powerful that it can even detect the external environment before leaving the mother's womb.

Probably because of the limited time, the woman consumed her body too quickly to conceive repeatedly, and the next eight became weaker and failed one by one.

"Although the real person can probably temporarily suppress his memory by changing the structure of the bulging brain, I still think there is nothing wrong with preparing more." Yan Suo said.

"'Irrelevant' memory?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

"He just needs to remember that he is a nine-phase map, a hybrid of a curse spirit and a human being," Yan Suo said with a smile, "I have many identities, and one or two of them have had some conflicts with the nine-phase map. For cooperation, a little kind concealment should still be acceptable."

Sasuke sneered.

He originally hoped to find a chance to get along with Jiuxiangtu alone, and try to confirm the situation of Kamo Xianlun, but now it seems that it doesn't take so much effort.

The way Ronso looked at him made Sasuke think of Orochimaru—it wasn’t Orochimaru who was with him almost day and night, and whose body and soul were so alienated that he was extremely weak, nor was he resurrected in the end, saying “I want to see Sasuke-kun’s wind "Where is it blowing" Orochimaru, but in Itachi's memory, seeing the huge possibility of Sharingan, wishing to immediately dig out those eyes to study, the Orochimaru that is colder and more ruthless than later.

There is also the so-called "my creation can never go beyond my own imagination".

"Only one identity is more important," Sasuke said, and the real person poked the poor man's cheek on the other side with little interest, as if hoping that the other party could wake up and swallow the Jiuxiangtu in his stomach later, "Are you Do you have this technique because you like to hide in the sewers, like a mouse, as if you are afraid of being seen by others."

Yansuo's expression changed slightly, but his face quickly returned to a mask-like smile: "Spells are innate, Sasuke-kun, it's just my habit not to reveal my real identity, otherwise people will always ask It’s really troublesome to come and ask.”

He nodded to Sasuke: "It doesn't matter if I'm being honest with you. I did make Kamo Xianren for a while. The Nine Phases Diagram is my creation, but it's far behind you."

"I need to confirm," Sasuke said lightly, "For the sake of your admission, if it is feasible, I need to have a private conversation with Takusho and ask him to tell Kamo Xianlun's information, otherwise the spell It's hard to work."

Ryosuke agreed.

"I have given a lot of trust, Sasuke-kun." He said with a smile. "Hope you succeed."

Sasuke took two steps—the real person said that the other two of the Nine Phases Diagram, the bad face and the blood paint should have been fleshed out, you can go to the next door to let him confirm—then he turned around and asked casually: "Who is this person?" Where did you get it from, won't it be discovered by others?"

"Don't worry," Yan Suo also looked back at the wall, speaking as if what was hanging there was not a human being like him, but a tapestry that no one wanted in the flea market, "it's just a waste product with no talent. , even ordinary people don’t need him, and no one will come to him.”

-

Toru Amuro was sitting in a cafe with a slightly noisy environment.

This is a small preference of his. Compared with meeting someone in a remote and uninhabited corner, he feels that this messy environment is safer.

The surrounding environment is a natural camouflage, as long as there are ordinary people around, their communication will be smoother.

Ordinary people... He shook his head helplessly.

Edogawa Conan, or Kudo Shinichi sat beside him, stirring the drink in front of him anxiously.

After the May Art Festival, he wanted to go to Lihai University to find someone immediately, but he was frightened by Hui Yuan Ai's performance—the other party didn't seem to remember what happened at all.

He asked Yusaku Kudo if he knew this technique of instantly hypnotizing people, but in the end he learned of another power that existed in the world, and thus suppressed his desire to further explore.Compared with these special powers, he hopes to bring down the black organization.

As a result, August, a suspected member of the organization, came to the door and directly exposed his identity.

Although Toru Amuro hinted that he is the red party, and the subsequent incidents have provided him with more or less help, Edogawa Conan still does not know how the other party is involved with those abnormal forces, and why Suddenly brought him out today to meet someone else.

"You won't be able to drink any more, Conan-kun," the blond young man said softly, "I'll bring you here to ensure your safety, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Miss Lan."

"Am I some kind of dangerous element?" A voice sounded beside them.

Before Edogawa Conan could raise his head, he was held down by a hand, and the owner of the hand pressed his head with a finger in spite of himself, and lazily greeted the other person present: "Yi Dizhi said You need me for something."

"Yes," Amuro looked at Conan, then at Gojo Satoru, "Aren't you going to sit down?"

Standing like this, no matter where you go, you don't want to hide.

Gojo Satoru rejected his proposal without hesitation, ran to the counter to pack a refreshment, went out on his own, and took them into a limousine.

The driver was a stranger, and when he saw them getting into the car, he just said hello to Gojo Satoru, and as soon as the door was closed, he silently lit the fire.

Edogawa Conan felt himself getting nervous again.

Gojo Satoru—this is the second time he saw each other, the last time was in March, this person’s hippie smile did not impress him as deeply as Uchiha Sasuke—wearing sunglasses, looking down at Toru Amuro The document that was carried.

This time, he really felt a sense of oppression that was not quite the same as Uchiha Sasuke, but both made hair stand on end.

"I found this material by accident," Amuro said. "I think it has something to do with you, so I made a copy."

"It has something to do with it," Gojo Satoru looked at the research report in his hand—Kamo Xianlun wrote a good handwriting, and the format was also very neat. Scheduling and restarting—asking without looking up, "Anything else? Need people or money?"

"No need for now," said the policeman. "Although these things have nothing to do with the names you gave me before, my intuition tells me that some strange changes have indeed taken place in the organization."

Gojo Satoru finally raised his head, propped his chin, and motioned for him to continue.

Yidizhi Jiegao drove the car more steadily.

"Since the beginning of the year, there have been more and more people who are suspected to be conjurers among the peripheral members, but their whereabouts are uncertain, and I only heard about it," Amuro summed up concisely, "Bermod accidentally mentioned that there are people in July. The conjurer came and went frequently in the boss's office, so I went to check, and the only abnormal order in July was the location of a mobile phone number."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, not particularly surprised by what he heard next.

"The final location is Lihai University."

The white-haired conjurer's eyes fell on Edogawa Conan: "This time it's not your nonsense." He smiled suddenly, but it seemed that there was still an impenetrable transparent membrane around him, separating himself from him. The outside world is separated, "Did you realize something when you brought this kid here?"

There are only so many people in the world of conjuration, and even fewer people have access to the astral body, so from the very beginning, Gojo Satoru did not separate the curse spirit from the astral body.

There has always been a group of people conspiring behind the scenes, he is sure of this, otherwise the news would not have been so tightly suppressed, and nothing had happened for so many years.

And Konso first assumed the identity of Shimizu Shingo, and now he has turned into Jie, so it is reasonable for him to have an additional identity of Kamo Xianlun-at least from the scheming and strength he shows, it is completely acceptable.

Only in this way, he needs to let Diva quickly grab the mechanical pill and confirm which high-level person is on the line.

Always make sure not a single fish is missed before the final net is drawn in.

Toru Amuro also smiled: "You mean, Conan-san became smaller because of the influence of the spell?"

Wujo Wu clapped his hands and praised: "Five points for the police~"

"There are more than one such victims, so I would like to seek help from the magic world," Amuro said, smiling narrowly at the surprised Edogawa Conan, "Although Conan-kun can confuse people like this now, I also I think it's good, but he still hopes to recover his body."

"Hey..." Edogawa Conan's little touch was immediately rushed away by speechlessness.

"I can't guarantee that," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, not caring that what he said might hurt the other party, "At least until the matter on my side is resolved, our doctor may spare time to study this kind of thing."

Edogawa Conan thought bitterly, anyway, Haibara has been able to restore him for a few hours, and there should be a great possibility that he will be able to recover with the participation of a conjurer.

But this also means that the first thing to do is to wait for the conjurer to be free.

"Is there anything else we can do?" asks the one-time high school detective.

Gojo Satoru looked at the little boy sitting across from him, stroked his chin and thought for a while.

"Just do your own thing well, kid," he said sarcastically, "for example, be a good elementary school student."