non-human settlement

Even an intelligence dealer like Orihara Rinya doesn't know everything, and the Black Organization is more inclined to collect information by itself than to buy information.

Inside the Shinjuku office.

Orihara Rin was also sitting on the office chair, and Gojo Satoru flipped the paper in his hands a few times with his head down.

Then he raised his head and said with disgust, "That's it?"

Asking him so much for just a few pages of information? ?

Is it because Wujo Wu can't lift the sword anymore, or is Orihara Lin also drifting away?

"Selling information about the Black Organization to you? We and I also have risks." Orihara Rin also shrugged and stood up, "That is an illegal organization that has been established for half a century."

Seeing the news sent by Sakuya Inaba, Orihara Rin also gave an inflated price, in fact? He wanted him to retreat in spite of the difficulties.

I didn't expect that someone really took advantage of me and sent this money.

There are those who don't make money are fools. Just taking a little risk can earn a year's expenses and watch an interesting game. Why not do it.

For the sake of safety, Orihara Pro did not send emails, but chose face-to-face transactions.

Having nothing to say to creatures like information dealers, Gojo Satoru turned around and pressed Sakuku Inaba's head beside him, "Let's go."

Inaba Saku was silent for a while, then followed.

Just tell him no, why rub his head?

"Teacher Wujo, do you have any clues?" Sakuya Inaba asked as he left the door.

"I don't think it's anything special." Gojo Satoru thought for a while and suddenly flipped through a few pages to find a list. "Here is a list of drug tests."

Inaba Saku looked and found that death was written next to the names of people without exception.

Although there is no Yidizhi's name, there is a high probability that this is the medicine they fed Mr. Yidizhi before.

"It should be the medicine they fed to Yizhi that day, and it's in my dormitory now." Sakuya Inaba nodded. "The policeman who came here must be a member of this black organization. Call to lure him out?"

"No hurry." Gojo Satoru's eyes fixed on a name and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Go and see this high school detective Shinichi Kudo."

Kudo Shinichi, a well-known high school student detective in Tokyo, often makes headlines on the front page of newspapers.

The death of such a person has not been reported on a large scale, and there must be something unusual in it.

"Boom" sound.

Inaba's cell phone rang.

After looking at it, I found out that it was an email from Zhongye.

[I went to check, it is a member of the black organization.We have business dealings with them, and it is not convenient for us to come forward.

I can provide you with information, if you have any action, please tell me. ]

Looking down? Looking at the words on the phone, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but whistle.

□□Do you want to take this opportunity to attack people from the Black Organization?

Think of the fisherman's profit.

Wujo Satoru is not interested in the battle between the gangsters, and he doesn't really want his students to continue to have anything to do with them.

Conjurers deal with spell spirits, and they got involved in the black organization purely because they threatened the healthy and active living environment of their students.

"Really? Go find them when you're desperate." Gojo Gojo rubbed Sakuku Inaba's head, "But there is? I'm sure I won't be able to go to that point."

Inaba Saku looked to see if Gojo Satoru was there? Talk.

After coming to the high school, the classmates and teachers are very friendly, but I have to say that the first conjurer I met is something special to Inaba Saku.

That kind of reckless attitude is not surprising even if it is a villain.

But usually, when I jump because of his pranks, I can feel his tenderness inadvertently.

"What are you thinking?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Gojo-sensei is an idiot." Inaba Saku didn't know whether it was by accident or on purpose.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and instantly "furious", "Okay, you? You actually said bad things about the teacher to your face!"

Gojo Satoru immediately clamped the document under his armpit, and grabbed Sakuku Inaba's cheek with both hands and pulled it out.

"Rouse, put whoosh..."

As his cheeks were torn apart forcefully, Inaba Sakumo spoke vaguely.

"You have repeatedly provoked the teacher, and I must give you a punishment today." Gojo Satoru said with a serious expression, "You can't survive in this society if you walk into it like this."

Inaba Saku couldn't help but started complaining in his heart.

He is a good student that teachers like very much!

Obviously it's Mr. Wutiao who is too unscrupulous!

He just expressed his thoughts more frankly than other students.

It suddenly occurred to me that he didn't have this kind of personality before he came to the college, and if he had any bad words, he kept it in his heart.

Sure enough, it is very easy in the college.

Inaba Saku's eyes couldn't help softening.

"If I don't talk about you today? I like Teacher Wutiao the most. I won't let go."

What do you say if you don't let go?

Sakuku Inaba felt a little helpless, the way he looked at Gojo Satoru was like looking at a child.

As if realizing this, Gojo Satoru slowly let go of his hand.

Gojo Satoru used quite a bit of force, and Sakuku Inaba's cheeks were flushed on both sides.

He was already white, and rosy white is the most suitable adjective.

There are also physiological tears in the corners of the eyes from blinking hard just now, not many, but enough to moisten the roots of the eyelashes.

Under the sunlight, there are still some crystal clear.

"Thank you, teacher." Inaba Shuo curled up his mouth and showed a very gentle smile.

A finger was inserted into the goggle from below, flipping the goggle up to reveal pale blue eyes.

The blue eyes stared at Sakuku Inaba, and Gojo Satoru didn't speak for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Teacher?" Inaba Saku blinked and tilted his head in doubt.

Gojo Satoru came to his senses, put down his hands and rubbed Sakuku Inaba's head, "Really? It was a foul, and it didn't? Say my designated word, I can't spare you?"

Saku is the one who knows everything, and they are partners who share secrets.

As a student, it is unforgivable to openly hate the teacher and call him an idiot!

Above the two of them, a camera swung around to record the whole scene.

Orihara Lin, who was looking at the monitoring screen, also snorted, a little dissatisfied, "Don't flirt at other people's doors!"

Really? Yes, the happy mood of blackmailing is gone.

It's too boring, let's go to Ikebukuro to find Xiaojing~

Unaware of the intelligence dealer's psychological activities, Inaba Saku and Gojo Satoru came to Mihua Town by car.

The address of Kudo's house is not difficult to find, it can even be said to be an open secret.

"Speaking of which, it is said that mermaid meat can live forever. After you eat mermaid meat, there must be many monsters who want to eat you, right?" Gojo Wujo asked curiously.

Sakuya Inaba shook his head, "There are quite a few little monsters who are scared to run away when they see me. Would you like to try Gojo-sensei? Maybe they can really live forever."

Seeing the hand stretched to his mouth, Gojo Satoru stopped, because the cuffs of the uniform were raised and slipped to reveal a white wrist.

He swallowed, and his Adam's apple rolled twice.

Looks like a good bite.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to grab Sakuku Inaba's arm and put him back, and said seriously, "Don't say such things casually, maybe someone like a pervert really bites him."

"I'm not bitten by everyone." Inaba Sakumo blinked, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason.

"You? Who else said that to?"

"Yu Ren, but he also refused."

Gojo Satoru looked into the distance and slowly walked forward.

Should he be happy that his status is the same as Youren's?Or should I be sad that I am in the same position as Youren?

After a while, the two stopped in front of Kudo's house.

Gojo Satoru reached out and rang the doorbell.

After a while? No one came to answer the door.

Immediately, Gojo Satoru's fingers shook rapidly.

"Ding ding ding" the doorbell rang non-stop, and it had reached the point of noise.

Finally, the door inside opened.

A young man wearing black-rimmed glasses came out.

"can I help you?"

"Are we here to find the owner of this house?" Gojo Satoru asked, "Is Kudo Shinichi here?"

Okiya, who was staying at Kudo's house, was startled, and looked at the white-haired man in front of him.

He wears an eye patch over his eyes and wears what appears to be a uniform.

The smile on his face was very wanton, coupled with his frantic ringing of the doorbell just now?

Preliminary judgment, not a good person.

Could it be someone from the Black Organization?

But the people from the Black Organization wouldn't rush forward so blatantly, would they?

Could it be that they have a clue that Kudo is still alive?

Chong Yaang couldn't help becoming vigilant, and the black-rimmed glasses blocked the cold light in his eyes.

"I don't know either. I borrowed from their house. I heard that he went out to investigate the case."

"Then introduce you? The person who came to rent must have Kudo Shinichi's contact information?" Gojo Satoru said, "Can you give us his contact information?"

"I'm afraid this is not very good." Chong Yaang showed some hesitation.

"Could it be that Kudo Shinichi is already dead?" Gojo Gojo tilted his head and slowly spit out words that made Chongya almost forget to breathe.

Inaba Saku glanced at it, and Gojo Satoru was a little surprised.

How dare you speak so directly?

But it's reasonable to think about it, he's not the kind of person who likes to twist around.

It's better to be direct than guessing.

Okiya Aung was so frightened that he almost went into cardiac arrest. He would suspect that the people who died of Kudo Shinichi had something to do with the Black Organization?

"What are you guys doing?" Chong Yaang pursed his lips and the smile on his lips disappeared, "It's very impolite to casually say that someone died."

"We want to know if he took some kind of medicine? We also have it here? One person has it? A similar situation." Gojo Satoru said.

APTX4869!

This drug term appeared in Chong Yaang's mind instantly.

Is it also a victim of APTX4869?

But normally, will it rush up and shake the bottom out?

Could it be said that this drug has sequelae, that the body will have problems after shrinking?That's why they are in such a hurry.

To put it so bluntly, Okiya Ao didn't feel that they were members of the organization at all.

Organizational people don't speak like this.

Without any deviousness at all, he explained directly that the reason for coming was entirely because Wujo Satoru was not afraid of anything.

He is the strongest, he has done so much just to find the lair of the black organization.

Then, rush up, be an enthusiastic citizen, and send all the members of the black organization to the gate of the police station.

As for danger?

Heh, nothing can threaten him as the strongest.

"Wait...wait..." After saying this, Chong Yaang closed the door.

With his back against the door, he called Conan even though he was still in class.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Conan lowered his head? When he saw the phone call, his expression changed instantly.

"Oh, my stomach hurts so much." Conan suddenly left Zuozhi clutching his stomach.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm going to the bathroom!" Conan said and ran out.

Outside of the process, the teachers on the podium didn't respond.

As soon as he ran to the toilet, Conan instantly recovered his serious expression and picked up the phone, "What's the matter?"