Xia Youjie in overalls

Chapter 39

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Nanako and Nanako split up to deal with the curse spirits scattered around the school.

The open space in front of the teaching building was a mess, and there was no Chunta Chongmian as far as he could see, presumably he ran away with his technique.

The HDB tanned cursing and swearing, and quickly slipped away when he didn't notice him.

Piancheng saw it, he walked towards Xia Youjie and asked, "Just let him go like this?"

"I said, none of those who appeared here today will be able to escape." Xia Youjie raised his hand and returned the knife to Piancheng, "I promise you, I will do it too."

Hearing this, Piancheng's eyes flickered slightly.

He reached out to take the knife and watched Xia Youjie walk towards the pile of rubble.

After hesitating for a moment, he also followed.

In the pile of rubble, the woman is smiling, her right hand is stretched forward, and her left hand is supporting the broken leg; the man is lying on the ground, his head is bloody.

Perhaps no one thought that this would be the last time.

Katamai looked away and asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to bury them?"

"Need not."

Piancheng looked at Xia Youjie.

He stood there with his eyelids downcast, looking at him calmly, as if he didn't feel any sadness.

Even if his life was exchanged for these two lives.

Soon, Nanako and the others came back.

When they saw the Liteng couple, their running pace slowed down.

Nanako took a few glances at Xia Youjie's expression, but did not mention the couple: "Master Xia You, we have wiped out all the curse spirits in the school, what should we do next?"

"leave here."

Li Fujihiko's experiential life is over, he wants to become Xia Youjie again and leave here.

Xia Youjie took a deep look at the two who had briefly become his parents, twirled his thumb and index finger together, and finally curled up together.

"Let's go."

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At dawn, the people from 'window' came.

The person in charge burst into veins, and his face was livid, cursing angrily: "What did the people in charge of this area do last night! Didn't they know that there was such a big commotion! If you want to do it, pack up early and get out!"

"Mr. Long Island..."

"Don't fucking call me!" The person in charge stared with scarlet eyes, "What's the use of calling me, let me find them all! Registered in the register, the curse spirits that need follow-up observation, the casualties, the situation... this one I still need to teach you one by one!"

"No..." The young man who spoke turned pale, raised his hand and pointed to the side, "Yes, Mr. Wutiao..."

Before the words finished, Chang Dao suddenly turned his head.

Just this one glance, almost popped his eyeballs.

Staring at Gojo Satoru for a few seconds, Nagashima turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes flicked out and back.

When did it come! ?

The young man shook his head vigorously.

I have no idea!Just when I was about to call for someone to carry the body out, I saw that there was an extra person!

Nagashima licked his lower lip nervously.

Stretching the head is a knife and shrinking the head is also a knife. This time it is their "window" supervision that is not effective. As the person in charge, he must be responsible for it.

"Mr. Gojo..." Nagashima walked towards Gojo Satoru. He lowered his head with a solemn expression, "This incident is our 'window' negligence. As the person in charge, I am deeply ashamed and very sorry!"

The employees at the nearby 'window' were motionless, not daring to take a breath.

After a while like this, a golden sun suddenly shone from afar.

The sunrise dispelled the early morning fog, and the houses, tall buildings, and streets were all being illuminated by the new day's sun.

People wake up facing the rising sun, but some people step into the darkness again before the rising sun comes.

"Five..." Long Dao was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Gojo Satoru suddenly hugged his legs with both hands, and buried his face between his knees.

Long Island:! ! ?

"Five, Mr. Wuwujo!" Nagashima tensed his back, put his hands close to the outside of his thighs, bowed at 90° in the next second, and said loudly, "I'm so sorry! Mr. Wujo!"

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, the 'window' staff quickly stopped their work and imitated their superiors and bowed 90°.

"I'm so sorry! Gojo-san!"

At this moment, Wutiaowu had mixed feelings in his heart.

The magic spirit bottle will not be completely broken for no reason, it must be smashed by someone to create chaos.

Although traces of the curse master were found in the combat forest, the possibility of coming to snatch the curse spirit bottle is almost zero.

No curse master would be foolish enough to come and die at this juncture.

Then the only result is: transfer target.

"...Although I knew he was not an obedient child, I never thought he would be so disobedient." Gojo Satoru sighed and stood up.

"Where can I find him... I must be hiding now, after all, I have to preserve my strength. Ah, but I can do this by cooperating inside and outside, so it turns out that I am not the only one who knows his identity... Tsk, I can tell others but Don't tell me."

Listening to Gojo Satoru talking to himself, Nagashima was so nervous that he salivated wildly.

It seems that they made a huge mistake this time, and they have already driven Mr. Wujo crazy...

Dead, they are dead!

"Hey you."

"Yes!" Nagashima immediately straightened up, "Say it, Mr. Gojo!"

"I'll send these two back, and I won't care about the others."

Long Island glanced at the two corpses.

Judging from Mr. Gojo's tone, these two seem to be very important people.

He pursed his lips and bowed again: "Okay, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru removed the gravel that was pressing on Liteng Keiko's body, and the woman's already thin body was even more vulnerable at this moment.

He took off his coat, covered Liteng Keiko, and picked her up.

Seeing this, Nagashima hurriedly took off his coat, wiped off the dust on it, and handed it to Gojo Satoru.

After watching Gojo Satoru and Liteng couple leave, Nagashima wiped his face and let out a long breath.

"Mr. Long Island..."

Chang Dao waved his hand: "Do what you have to do. I hope you all remember that there were two victims in this Dongquan Elementary School incident, and these two should not have to be sacrificed!"

His sharp eyes swept over everyone: "I will investigate after the cleaning is over, this matter is not over so soon!"

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"... In the early morning of the 15th of this month, the teaching building of Dongquan Primary School collapsed. Shortly afterwards, relevant departments intervened in the investigation and found that many cracks had appeared on the outer layer of the building of Dongquan Primary School. At present, Dongquan Primary School has announced the suspension of schooling..."

What happened a few days ago was broadcast on the TV.

There was no light in the room, only the light from the screen shone on him.

Suddenly, the screen went dark and the lights came on.

Xia Youjie threw away the remote control and looked back at the man in the corner: "It's been all night, don't you still remember?"

The man in the corner shook his head desperately, his limbs were tightly bound by black tape, he even knelt down and kowtowed to Xia Youjie.

"Then there is no other way, let's think about it." Xia Youjie picked up the coat on the ground and shook it twice, "After all, there is no one to kill, so you just look at the photos in the living room and continue thinking. Let me free you anytime."

The man's pupils trembled violently, and he wanted to catch up, but he didn't dare to move.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on him.

Dazed, frightened, sincere, fearful, unrepentant...

The living room is full of photos, even if he closes his eyes, it's useless!He watched it all night, and after closing his eyes, that face became clearer, and he remembered what he did back then...

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Katen came back with a lunch box and bumped into Xia Youjie at the door.

"Where to go?"

Xia Youjie looked at Piancheng without saying a word.

Katacheng was silent for a few seconds, and said: "I'm not asking you, where do you want to go, I can accompany you, or you can let other people accompany you. You are not safe by yourself."

"I'll be back soon." Xia Youjie walked away from Piancheng.

Watching Xia Youjie disappear at the corner of the street, Katacheng retracted his eyes and opened the door to enter.

There was a whimper in the living room, but Piancheng didn't seem to hear it, and yelled upstairs: "It's time to eat."

After a while Nanako and Mimiko came down.

Before Katacheng could speak, Nanako said: "Youxia is disposing of the corpse, after all, you can't let the smell waft out. Where is Master Xiayou?"

"Going to work."

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When I opened the door, the first thing I saw were two pairs of slippers that hadn't been placed in the shoe rack, which showed how anxious the owner of the slippers was when they went out.

The curtains in the living room were drawn, and no one would open them again in the future.

Everything is the same as before, and it seems to be different again.

Xia Youjie took off his shoes in the hallway, and before going upstairs, he put the two pairs of slippers into the shoe rack.

The door was pushed open from the outside, the lights in the room were still on, a corner of the quilt was lifted, and some clothes were thrown on it.

It was the first time Xia Youjie entered this room.

He glanced around, and his eyes finally fell on the picture frame on the bedside table.

There are no photos of the couple in this room, only of their son.

Xia Youjie picked up the photo frame, there was not a trace of dust on the photo frame, which meant that it was not just placed here for viewing, but was touched every day, missed every day, and even fell asleep in his arms every day...

He held the photo frame for a long time before putting it down.

This couple left him the warmth of the last moment in this world.

He had hoped that his parents would understand what he was doing and be proud of it, but they never did.But now, these two non-art masters who knew nothing like his parents did something completely different.

Xia Youjie didn't stay for long. Before leaving, he found the camera and took the memory card inside.

When he went downstairs, he was walking towards the entrance when his footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked towards the living room.

There is an extra head on the sofa in the living room.

Xia Youjie looked at the head blankly, and was silent for a long time, seeing that the other party didn't intend to speak first, so he asked, "What are you doing here, Wu."

"Oh, Mr. Yan can talk, the teacher is so happy." Gojo Wu came over and squeezed Xia Youjie's face, "But ah, how can you call the teacher by the name directly, even if you don't want to be with Youren and the others If you call Teacher Wutiao, you must also call Teacher Wu, be careful next time."

"Stop making trouble." Xia Youjie patted Gojo Wu's hand away, and said in a cold tone, "The teacher-student game is over."

Gojo Satoru looked at him, his smile unchanged.

After a long time, he said, "Come back with me, Jay."