Chapter 24

Gojo Satoru choked and muttered, "I also bought a lot of snacks. This is called barter."

His tone sounded fine, but the eyes behind the sunglasses looked a little guilty.

Rin's refrigerator always had desserts that he had never eaten before, and she also cast a preservation spell to make these desserts taste as delicious as freshly made.

"And Rin herself said it's up to you!" Gojo Satoru seemed to have found confidence and stood up again.

Kazehaya Rin did say this and nodded, "But you eat too fast."

She did say it's up to you, but she didn't let someone plunder everything like a locust passing through.

"Satoru, do you really not get cavities?" She has been really curious about this question for a long time.

Gojo Satoru looked proud and said complacently, "How is that possible? I'm the strongest."

And the strong don't get cavities!

Ieiri Naoko and Geto Suguru wondered if there was any connection between being the strongest and having cavities?

It always felt like the flag of fate had suddenly turned.

Looking at his proud look, Feng Zaolin narrowed her eyes.

However, he is really used to being a JK.

Xia Youjie would pull up his skirt from time to time, but Gojo Satoru would not do that at all. He still walked with his arms and legs wide open, and his posture was very relaxed.

This person is really strong to some extent.

Several people walked through the courtyard while chatting and entered the main building of the villa.

The spacious foyer was decorated with various exquisite murals and reliefs. There was a huge carpet on the ground. Although it was a little worn, it was still soft and comfortable to step on.

When they came, there were already quite a few people standing inside.

This script killing was booked online, so the participants were all young people, and everyone basically came in teams with friends and classmates.

The woman sitting on the sofa was the initiator of this script killing. She looked like a neat and tidy office worker.

Next to her sat a woman with bright features, and the two of them had a good conversation.

The game is for eleven people. In addition to the four of them, plus the organizer and their friends, there is also a combination of two men and two women. There are also two other JKs and a child?

"There's a kid here?" Feng Hayarin looked at Naoko, "Isn't it a horror book?"

Naoko Ieiri glanced at the little carrot head who didn't fit in, and shrugged to indicate that she didn't know.

"Could it be Mr. R?" Feng Hayarin stroked his chin and guessed randomly.

Gojo Satoru glared in dissatisfaction and said unhappily: "He came to play with those two, why call him Mr. R?"

"Reborn is not that old, right?" Xia Yujie remembered who Mr. R was, "This kid should be in elementary school."

Feng Hayarin reached out and pushed the sunglasses on Gojo Satoru's face to the top of his head, leaned over to face the beautiful blue eyes, and asked teasingly: "Why do you want to be called Mr. Go too?"

It was obviously a clear boy's voice, but because of the strong smile, it seemed like there was a hook at the end of the tone, and it unconsciously pierced Gojo Satoru's heart. Gojo

Satoru fell into silence for a while, not knowing how to respond.

Although there were some abnormal movements, it always felt strange when his own face did this to him.

Gojo Satoru's tangled expression made Feng Hayarin smile even more brightly. She was even more malicious and whispered in his ear as a prank: "Master Go?"

This was already a teasing behavior, which made Jialiu Glass begin to suspect that her friend had copied the bad factors of Gojo Satoru's body by the polyjuice potion or she was hiding it too deeply.

"Heh, don't fool me." Gojo Satoru snorted coldly. Of course, if you ignore the red ears, it looks more convincing.

Feng Hayarin smiled slightly and said lazily: "It's just the nickname of the paper man, don't be angry, Go-chan."

Even though he has the appearance and voice of a boy, his coquettish tone is still like the frosting when making malt sugar.

This is much more lethal than Master Go.

Gojo Satoru's CPU burned out, and the whole person was stunned.

Looks like a loser.

Xiayou Jie tried to hold back his laughter and reminded him, "Satoru, let's gather."

Gojo Satoru blushed and approached Xiayou Jie, lowering his voice and saying, "Rin, something is wrong today, is she..."

"What is it?" Xiayou Jie thought about it and it was indeed a little different from before.

Rin, who was using Satoru's body, seemed to be a little worse than when she was a JK.

Gojo Satoru was a little shy, but more happy. He grinned and asked his friend, "Does she want to confess to me today? Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to agree immediately? But if I agree later, what if she thinks I want to refuse?"

Xiayou Jie's mouth twitched, looking at his friend's face full of spring, he said bluntly, "Are you thinking too much?"

Gojo Satoru, whose beautiful fantasy was interrupted, glared at him dissatisfiedly and said, "What do you know as a single dog!"

Xiayou Jie: "..."

"Satoru, you are still a single dog now, it's not good to be proud so early, right?" The short-haired girl slightly curved her eyes and smiled gently.

A gentle knife, every knife is fatal.

The purple-haired girl snorted proudly and said triumphantly, "Do you understand that I'm showing my cards?"

"Want to bet? Kaiseki cuisine."

"Jie, you're doomed."

Gojo Satoru is very confident now. He has already thought of the location of the wedding and the name of the child.

The moment Kazehaya Rin and Ieiri Naoko walked in, they attracted the attention of all the women.

The male high school student, who is top-notch in both temperament and appearance, is like a walking succubus.

Noticing the gazes of everyone, Kazehaya Rin and Ieiri Naoko did not speak, but went directly to the sofa at the edge and sat down.

Now is the game preparation stage, everyone gathered in the hall, waiting for the next move.

Although this is the first time they met, they are all young people after all. After a few words of conversation, the unfamiliarity between them quickly dissipated and they quickly became familiar with each other.

Of course, because Kazehaya Rin and Ieiri Naoko may be too outstanding in temperament, no one has taken the initiative to talk to them yet.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Kagome lingered outside for a long time before coming in.

Gojo Satoru caught the girl's position at a glance and walked straight over.

Fenghaya Rin: "...There's room on the sofa."

Gojo Satoru seemed not to have heard anything, and sat on her legs very naturally, leaning back skillfully and nestling his body in her arms.

Ieiri Shoko's cold eyes swept over Kagome Geto who was staring at her, and she took out a scalpel from somewhere and started playing with it.

Geto Geto hurriedly argued: "I didn't think of anything."

"I didn't do anything either." Ieiri Shoko replied coldly, until Geto Geto sat on the sofa, she slowly put away the scalpel.

Gojo Satoru used a tone of a grandmother coaxing a child, tilted her head and looked at the girl, coaxing: "Rin, I can agree to whatever you say today~"

"Then can you get off?" Feng Hayarin said bluntly: "This is too weird."

The posture of sitting on her own lap and nestling in her arms was too weird.

"No, I want to sit here." Gojo Satoru didn't expect her to react like this, and he snorted in dissatisfaction.

After saying that, he leaned closer to her, treating her as a human-shaped sofa, and completely nestled in it.

"As long as you are happy." Feng Hayarin, who habitually stroked the fur of the wicked cat, touched her pocket, took out a candy and handed it to him. If she

really cared about Gojo Satoru, she would have been mad to death.

Ieiri Glass: "Introduce yourself."

After everyone arrived, everyone began to introduce themselves in turn.

The person who organized this event was an office worker named Tsuki Mika.

This time she brought a few friends with her, including her best friend, the bright-looking woman Yamamoto Rumi, her boyfriend Keita Egawa and Kota Takeuchi from the same company.

The four of them work in the same company and are said to have a very good relationship.

The other three, the short-haired girl is Suzuki Sono, the black-haired girl is Mao Li Ran, and the last one is the particularly eye-catching child named Conan.

Rin Kazehaya always feels that those people are very familiar, especially the surname Mao Li, which sounds more and more familiar the more she hears it.

Perhaps they noticed Rin's gaze, and the three people looked over.

The short-haired girl raised a smile and seemed to want to come over to say hello, but when her eyes noticed the girl sitting on her lap and playing with her phone, she blinked and gave up.

Ieiri Naoko noticed that her friend's eyes were always circling across the street, and came over curiously and asked: "What's wrong with the three of them?"

"Naoko, don't you think they look familiar?" Rin Kazehaya tilted her head slightly in confusion.

I don't know why, but when I see them, I always feel that this script-killing may not be too peaceful.

Geto Suguru rubbed his chin, glanced at the child and concluded: "It seems that he does look a little familiar."

Gojo Satoru, who heard their conversation, raised his head from the mobile phone screen, pulled down a corner of his sunglasses, and scanned with his six eyes, but found nothing unusual.

At least for now, they all look like ordinary people.

Ieiri Glass suddenly thought of something: "I remember seeing the surname Mori on the news some time ago."

"That great detective!" Fenghaya Rin suddenly realized something, and said with some novelty: "Isn't this the beautiful girl who kicked the glass window to save a child some time ago?"

Ieiri Glass also remembered that they had discussed this matter before, "Very impressive."

For an ordinary person, to achieve this, he not only needs strength but also courage.

Xiayou Jie: "The daughter of the sleeping detective?"

Gojo Satoru narrowed his blue cat eyes behind his sunglasses playfully, and asked with interest: "Will the detective come today?"

"There is no murder case." Fenghaya Rin said disapprovingly: "How can the great detective have time to come?" Ieiri

Glass interrupted the topic and complained sincerely: "It's better not to come. It seems that wherever the detective goes, there are dead people." It

is one thing that detective Mori solves cases quickly, but it is also an indisputable fact that the number of deaths in half a year is as high as hundreds.

"Is there really no curse?" Xiayou Jie was puzzled.

It feels that this death rate is more terrifying than the cursed spirit.

After all, it takes a certain amount of time to form a cursed spirit, but wherever the detective goes, there will be murders.