The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 142

Time seemed to be fast-forwarded. Sasuke never received any useful news after he met Ronso. The bondage between the mechanical pill and the real person has not been completed. The latter probably knew the news of the "missing" of the mechanical pill through Ronso. , I asked Sasuke a few words by the way.

"I'm not sure," Sasuke said. "He seems to be under control. Gojo Satoru shouldn't easily hand over that student to the association."

"Because the association will execute him directly?" Leo Hu speculated maliciously.

"The association won't execute a Tianhejue just because of such a trivial matter," Ronso denied Leuhu's guess, "Gojo Satoru must know that there is someone from us in the association, and he might want to ask the identity of that person from Jiwan. "

It doesn't matter whether the people who cooperate with him in the association are exposed or not - there are only two weeks left until October 31st, even if Gojo Satoru knows who it is, it's too late to take any measures, and if their plan goes well, Gojo Satoru will be sealed, It is even more impossible to have anything about the Kung Fu Management Association.

If the plan doesn't go well... Yan Suo's eyes darken, the possibility of him escaping is not small, but it will be difficult to find another magic spell that is so useful for developing contacts in the association and finding a real person.

"But he didn't look for you this time." Masato looked at Sasuke.

"Because there is a bond between you." Sasuke frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied, "and you contacted me too frequently. In the last two weeks, except for notifying me of the location, don't contact me anymore."

"Then what about the third piece of information?" Daoist asked, raising his hand, not going to ask about the Jiwan anymore. "Your two pieces of information are quite useful."

"Of course I will," Sasuke said, "for bondage."

-

Gojo Satoru was even busier, and arranged more things in his already dense schedule.

He assigned a bunch of topics to the students, let them run around Tokyo every day, and were required to submit a written report every two days, and then publicly commented in front of all the students in the first and second grades, happily Pick out a bunch of mistakes from everyone's report.

"If this thing is just his bad taste," Chanyuan Maki accidentally crumpled the report in his hand, "I will definitely teach the idiot Wu Wu a lesson."

"Come on~" Gojo Satoru said lightly, "That's how leveling up is, you can't use your strength and not your brain."

In addition, he also sent a fake mission out of his own pocket - Yijizhi helped to assign it, and put Ino Takuma next to Amuro Toru to investigate those curse masters.

On the one hand, it is because this matter has shifted from ordinary people's society to the world of conjuration, and it should be taken over by conjurers. Ino used to do it for safety reasons; It is clear that even Conan Edogawa is good at peeling cocoons and tracking down clues. If they want to find out the whereabouts of those curse masters, they still need the help of this policeman.

Then there is Yi Gu You Tai.

"Teacher Wutiao, I'm on my way to the airport now. The association has temporarily issued a new task, and my return ticket has been cancelled."

Air tickets?What ticket?

Gojo Satoru was taken aback for a moment, remembering that he had indeed discussed with Sasuke how to minimize the loss.

In most cases, special grades can only be dealt with by special grades, and 99 Youji still don't know where to go, so Yigu Youtai is naturally their first choice.

——And how can we confirm the identity of the ghost in the upper echelons of the association as soon as possible.

He said at the time that he wanted to suppress the association, and Sasuke agreed, and then there was no more content.

This matter is not urgent. Originally, Gojo Satoru planned to do it after solving the rope, but now I don't know if it will have a big impact on their plan.The inner ghost must still want to hang around in the association, so he will not blatantly block him, at most he will find a high-sounding reason to prevent other conjurers from helping him.

It would be best if Yi Gu Youtai could catch up, but if it was impossible, he would rather come back later than too early.

For Sasuke and Gojo Satoru, it is better to mobilize more people after the event than to scare the snake before the event.

"Hey——" Gojo Satoru held the phone in one hand and the coffee cup in the other, took a sip of the Coke with ice in it, and smiled at the black-haired ninja who had just walked in, "Have you booked your ticket for today? "

So that's what Sasuke meant by looking for opportunities.

"Well, Mr. Uchiha said this is what you mean, let me contact you when things change," Otoko said calmly, "Do I need to find another way to go back to China? Miguel can't stop me .”

"No, you go to the task," Gojo Satoru said briskly, "up to five days, just wait for my contact. I have arranged for you to return to China in another way, and there are activities that you need to participate in."

Sasuke glanced at the bubbling dark liquid in Gojo Satoru's cup delicately. Hearing his words, the expression on his face didn't change much, but his eyes lit up.

Wujo Wuchong ninja blinked, asked a few words about the task situation, turned around and contacted the people in the association as soon as the phone hung up.

He has already talked to Yuta about this matter, but he has not determined a more precise time to call him back. The association has given the task of Yota Yota a year, but Halloween, Seven-Five-Three, Christmas, or At any time when a crowd gathers, it is possible for Rensuo to do something.

The appearance of the Nine-Phase Diagram made the possibility of Halloween rise sharply, but Tian Yuan's statement——the fact that Lisuo has been exploring the limits of human beings for thousands of years—made Gojo Satoru feel uncertain.

Ronso is obviously very patient and cautious, he is not sure whether the other party will directly choose the nearest date, or would rather postpone it, so that the "rift" between Sasuke and him will be bigger.

But now he was absolutely sure.

Sasuke propped his head up, listening to Gojo Satoru's lively contact with one person after another, and with a few words, he had a clear understanding of the entire mission.

With the information they have now, the ghost probably knows who it is with a push.

Sasuke finally made a move, which relieved Sasuke, and he didn't have to think about how to let Gojo Satoru know when Riso was planning. .

This conjurer from thousands of years ago was indeed able to hold his breath.

Stuck at this time, even if Wutiao Wu wants to make any response, he will be somewhat in a hurry. If the task digs a few more holes and drags on for a while, maybe when Yi Guyoutai returns, everything will be settled. As a student who has not yet graduated and lacks influence in the magic world, even if he wants to do something, he will struggle.

"Good job," Sasuke raised his head, Gojo Satoru's beautiful blue eyes appeared in front of him, his palm was raised in front of him, and there was a black curse pattern on his wrist, "Sasuke?"

Sasuke looked at his bright eyes, raised his eyebrows, and reached out to pat Gojo Satoru's palm.

"Childish," he said.

Gojo Satoru smiled, took Sasuke's fingers, pulled him up from the sofa, and went to the yard: "Take it easy."

"It's not time to relax yet," Sasuke let him pull for two seconds, and then gently broke Gojo Satoru's hand, "Don't drop the chain at the last moment."

"I'm the elder," Gojo Satoru complained half-truthfully, "It seems to be the other way around now."

Sasuke looked up at Gojo Satoru: "I think you're enjoying it."

The white-haired man nodded confidently. He stretched himself next to a pillar, leaning on the pillar to look at the dry landscape in the yard: "It's no harm to relax a bit. You are too nervous, Sasuke."

Sasuke stood beside him.

Gojo Satoru glanced sideways at the other party. The black-haired boy had a calm expression, which seemed to have nothing to do with the word "nervous" at all.

But it’s true that Sasuke hasn’t relaxed enough recently. Sometimes he would stare thoughtfully at the knife in his hand—sometimes it’s the Tang knife, sometimes it’s the dagger—and fall into deep thought, and when he saw Gojo Satoru, he would immediately turn back God came, and up to now he hasn't told Gojo Wu what question he asked Tian Yuan.

"Maybe," Sasuke said flatly, "after all, it's about whether I can see what I want."

It's not just what the magic world will look like after this series of events, and where Gojo Satoru's transformation will go, there are other things he wants to see.

Something that would allow him to really make up his mind and take that step.

"I'll see." Wujo Satoru said firmly.

-

October [-]th.

Ronso still hasn't contacted Sasuke.

College students are still struggling to submit their reports.

Yi Guyoutai got off the plane quietly, wearing casual clothes and lowering the brim of his hat, and found the C area of ​​the parking lot according to the address on his mobile phone after getting out of the station.

Sasuke greeted him: "I'll take you back to the high school."

The latter had a puzzled expression. He had grown a little taller, and the dark circles under his eyes looked heavier than before he went abroad. He couldn't help yawning now, but he looked much stronger.

The black-haired ninja grabbed his arm and didn't explain much. Otoku Yuta only felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if he had passed through a film of indescribable material, and went to another place in the blink of an eye.

"Long time no see, Youta~" Gojo Satoru raised his hand and waved at him, beside the stunned Noctua Masamichi and Qihai Jianren, who was surprised but did not fluctuate violently.

Noctua Masato seemed to have a lot to ask, but Gojo Satoru threw out more explosive news before he could ask.

This time, even Jianren Qihai's expression changed significantly.

Curse spirits and inner ghosts are nothing new, but they didn't expect that there would be a magician from thousands of years ago involved. Once the planned thing is achieved, the entire magic world will be subverted.

"That's all the information Sasuke collected," Gojo Satoru said, pushing Sasuke a cup of tea. "The time has been confirmed for tomorrow, so I arranged for Yuta to return to his country to help."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Night Moth Zhengdao frowned, "This way I can be more fully prepared."

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Tokyo is so big, it's impossible to start without knowing the location. How do you prepare and disperse your forces?"

Besides, as long as the conjurer makes a move, it will definitely leave traces, and people may discover the clues in which link.

"However, the opponent is Xia You, no, this matter..." Noctua Zhengdao sighed, not planning to express any opinion on his behavior of directly burying his friend, "What are you going to do?"

"We can't let the association know about this," said Nanami Jianren with Gojo Gojo's curious gaze, "They will directly label Mr. Gojo as a collaborator."

Gojo Satoru may have taken this factor into consideration, and this fact is so unbelievable that even he doubted for a moment what Gojo Satoru said was true or not, let alone the association that would make Gojo Satoru suffer a lot in its dreams up.

The more people who know, the easier it is to go wrong.

"There's progress, Nanami." Gojo Gojo gave him a thumbs up.

Jianren Nanami glared at him behind the glasses.

"Noctua, please stay behind and pay attention to the association's movements," Wujo Satoru said, with a calm expression, "No matter where it is, Yansuo will not leave alive, and Jie's body will not appear in front of their eyes."

He has endured it for so long, and now it is a critical moment, it is impossible to let this guy slip away from his nose again.

Ron Suo can only die tomorrow.

The phone vibrated, Gojo Satoru took out the phone, and a new email was lying in the inbox.

He clicked on it, and immediately showed a eager smile, and handed the phone to Sasuke beside him: "It seems that Nizi is busy."

Sasuke turned the phone in a different direction, put it on the table and pushed it to several people opposite.

"Tomorrow is likely to be Shibuya."