Chapter 82
[What strain? What is this guy talking about? ? 】
[You mean the previous experiment?] I remember Jianliu had already been injected with the Laoshazi virus, why did he have to be injected again?]
[Ah, I feel like these high-level people can’t be trusted]
[+1, will these rotten oranges really help? Will Liu be deceived? 】
[The newbie is wondering why the anchor is experimenting with Rotten Orange? 】
…
Shen Du Jian Liu turned his head without any change in expression and glanced at the doctor who suddenly walked out of the elevator.
"Yeah."
"Maybe next time."
He stared at the other person's expression and glanced at the name tag on the man's white coat: "Dr. Doi."
"I have something else to do today."
Turning back to the elevator car on the right, Shen Du Jianliu simply ignored the other party.
With his observation skills, he could easily see that the man's face was filled with tension and anxiety that he had not had half an hour ago.
Something is unusual.
Moreover, he had a lot of things scheduled for today. The experiment that Investigator Nozomi mentioned was secondary. What was more important was that he had promised Geto Suguru—
I must go back to the college today.
There is no rush for the experiment and it can be put off until the next day.
If the experiment caused my physical condition to become immobile again, delaying my return, that would be a real loss.
“Ahem.”
Raising his palm covered with dried blood, Shen Du Jianliu covered his eyeball whose blood vessels were beginning to swell again, but new blood still flowed out from his eyelids.
He controlled his body with great willpower, raised his other lead-filled arm and pressed the button for the first floor.
“Wait…wait!”
Dr. Doi hurriedly chased after him as if he was unwilling to give up, and followed the white-haired boy covered in blood into the elevator car on the right.
"The experiment is really only one step away!"
"You just happen to be here, why not continue now..."
The elevator has started to descend, and the numbers on the dial keep jumping down from 5. In the blink of an eye, it has arrived at the 1st floor.
"and."
The moment Shen Du Jianliu stepped out of the elevator.
Following the doctor's dissuasion, the steel shutters above the floor-to-ceiling windows of the entire first-floor lobby suddenly fell down, blocking out all light from the outside.
The sound of machinery rolling filled the hall, and the rolling shutter curtains fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The entire building was instantly sealed off, and not even a fly could fly out.
"And..."
The doctor continued with what he had just said and ran out of the elevator with sweat all over his forehead.
"Your body is still under observation."
"It's not suitable to go out, and it's not convenient for your blood vessels to be exposed to the sun. Why don't you just stay here?"
“…”
The vision suddenly became dim, and this scene seemed to bring people back to the time when they were in the office of the leader of PortMafia.
At the same time, the air suddenly began to be filled with the bitter smell of soap detergent.
Shen Du stopped when he saw Liu's hand wiping the blood from his eyeball.
This smell is wrong.
It tastes like bromadiolone, an anticoagulant, and is highly toxic.
His delicate eyebrows wrinkled.
***
Gojo Satoru put Ieiri Shoko's "Experimental Record" back to its original place.
His silence lasted until he left the empty and quiet medical room.
His mind kept recalling past fragments, when he was playing games, when he was secretly observing Shen Du Jianliu, and when he and the other party went out alone.
Without exception, the other party's face was very pale.
…
But that guy is "Heaven and Curse"?
The strongest body obtained by not having any cursed power should, according to common sense, be disease-free and pain-free and be able to live to be a hundred years old.
Who would have thought that his body was so tattered? Gojo Satoru thought that he just had anemia, which was the worst he could imagine...
How on earth did he end up like that?
The tall, white-haired boy quickened his pace meaninglessly and stopped at the door of his room.
Unfortunately, no one had the answer to the storm in his head.
Neither the owner of the notebook nor the treatment subjects recorded in the notebook were in the high school.
We can only wait for them to come back and ask them carefully.
Gojo Satoru made a loud "tsk" sound, turned around decisively, and returned to Ichiru Nozomi's medical room.
Clearing his mind of all the cluttered thoughts and concentrating on the technique, he began to delve into the principles and techniques of "teleportation" again, as if this would help him forget the record book he had just seen.
He practiced all night at the technical college.
“Knock knock.”
Along with the clear sound of birds singing, the door of the medical room was suddenly knocked in the silence.
Wearing a school uniform, Geto Xiayou appeared at the door. He leaned against the door with a slightly headache-like tone: "Satoru, you are here."
"No wonder I couldn't find you over there in the room."
"Jay?"
With his six eyes, Gojo Satoru could tell that the person outside the house was Geto Suguru, so he looked out the window.
"…It's already dawn."
He experimented several times last night and figured out all the principles of teleportation. Perhaps he only needed to put it into practice to succeed.
Coming back to his senses from his absolute concentration, Gojo Satoru realized something and quickly asked his best friend, "Is that Zenin guy back?"
Xia Youjie was surprised by his attitude which was obviously different from usual.
"……not yet."
“It’s a mission.”
"Mission?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows.
"Well, it is said that a new cursed spirit has appeared in Gunma Prefecture, and it is of special grade."
"There's another level one mission after that."
"ha?"
"Hasn't the amount of tasks decreased recently? Why did it appear again?"
Gojo Satoru followed Geto Suguru speechlessly. This was different from the news he received yesterday.
Have the curse spirits been reduced?
A week later, apart from the level 3 that Teacher Ye Moth requested, why are there other tasks assigned?
The recurring problems make people more restless.
For some reason, the figure of Kamado Miryu appeared in Gojo Satoru's mind.
He took the initiative to master the mission information of himself and Jay.
He made himself into tatters.
…
"By the way, Satoru, why did you spend the entire night in the medical room?"
The two of them had left the technical college and came down the mountain together.
Xia Yujie took a look at the expression on the white-haired boy's face. After all, they were close friends who had been together for several years, so it was impossible for them not to notice the other's abnormality.
The aura emanating from Gojo Satoru was too calm.
"What happened?"
“…”
Gojo Satoru said nothing.
"Enlightenment?"
"What can I do in the medical room?" The white-haired boy put his hands in his pockets and said expressionlessly, "I just want to solve the last problem."
"You know that's not what I'm asking."
Gojo Satoru: “…”
The air was eerily quiet for a while.
It was not until the two of them got into the car that he pushed his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke in silence: "Go to Glass's laboratory and see for yourself, Jie."
"There is a record book next to her incubator."
Geto Summer Oil: “……?”
"Also, what you said before about that guy in Zen Temple..."
"I admit that I had some misunderstandings about him before."
Gojo Satoru turned his head away with a strange tone, staring out the window without blinking: "Who knows that guy is just too patient."
"You're holding back and not saying anything."
If you can't play games because you're not feeling well...
Talk to him instead!
He is not a devil who forces others to obey him. If he knew, he would definitely let that guy rest!
"Enlightenment?"
Geto Xiayou looked at his good friend who turned his head to the other side with great surprise. It was not his fault that he was surprised, but the other party's reaction was beyond his expectation.
Holding back and not saying anything...?
Does it mean seeing the flow?
Did Wu know something, or was Jianliu hiding something from him?
"cough!"
"Well, my two classmates, we will reach our destination in ten minutes... Have you understood the mission?"
The assistant supervisor in charge of their mission was Hideta Mishima.
He slowed down and changed gears when passing a red light, interrupting the conversation between Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.
"It's just a special grade anyway, just deal with it when we get there."
Gojo Satoru waved his hand nonchalantly, seemingly having no interest in the mission information at all.
Because of what Wu said, Geto Suguru, who was lost in thought, did not respond, which made the assistant supervisor sitting in the driver's seat very helpless.
Mishima Hideta: “…”
It's just a special grade cursed spirit.
A top-grade sorcerer, is he so willful?
Shen Du Jianliu is still the best. I always listen to him patiently.
"By the way, where did Director Mishima go before?"
Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and looked at the man in the driver's seat: "It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time. Is your wife going to give birth? Is it a girl or a boy?"
“…Even though I’m already 29, I still don’t have a girlfriend!”
Mishima Hideta twitched his lips fiercely, and was unusually speechless to the problem child behind him: "Rather than worrying about my marriage problem, you should pay attention to the details of the mission."
"Student Chanyuan always patiently assists in investigations and takes the initiative to help evacuate ordinary people."
"What?"
As soon as he finished speaking, it was Xia Youjie who first asked a question: "Zenyuan?"
"Are you talking about Zen-in-jen-ryu?"
"Yes, you two are classmates, right? I have been in charge of his tasks during this period."
Mishima Hideta sighed: "That child has suffered too much. His health was not good to begin with."
"I go to so many places every day, sometimes I am exhausted, but he can still work non-stop."
“…”
The carriage fell into an indescribable silence again.
Suddenly, a shrill roar erupted from the campus not far away, immediately attracting the attention of the three people.
Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru looked at each other and got off the car to solve the problem of the special-grade cursed spirit first.
After everything was over and the next level task was handled, they resumed their previous topic.
"Hello, Director Mishima."
Gojo Satoru put his head next to the pillow of Mishima Shuta's seat and stared into his eyes with his captivating blue eyes.
"You said that guy from Zen Temple goes to so many places every day..."
"What mission is he on?"
"Is it to deal with the follow-up for those rotten oranges in the upper echelons?"
"How is it possible? He is..."
Hideta Mishima subconsciously wanted to refute, however, he remembered that Kamado Miryu's situation seemed very special.
The people above had specifically instructed not to reveal Shen Du Jianliu's specific whereabouts, and all his actions were under the supervision and control of the top leaders.
Because the other party came to the Technical High School and he was the assistant supervisor of the Technical High School, he became the exclusive supervisor of most of the tasks of Kamado Miyazawa.
Apart from the top leaders and their subordinates, he was probably the only one who knew that the other party was running all over the country.
"I'm sorry, all I can say is... no."
"no?"
Compared to Gojo Satoru's unexpected but not too unexpected silence, Geto Suguru frowned completely.
"So his mission is to remove the cursed spirit?"
You're running around the clock every day, not to do some exclusive tasks for the top management, but to exorcise the cursed spirits?
wrong.
"Hasn't there been a reduction in recent missions?"
“…”
Hideta Mishima said nothing.
He just sighed and drove faster.
The workload of all sorcerers has been reduced simply because Kamado Miru is taking on the responsibility for them.
But Hideta Mishima couldn't say that.
Although he didn't say anything, the two teenagers in the car were not fools.
"...Satoru, didn't you say before that Jianliu was actively asking the higher-ups for information on our missions?"
Xia Youjie glanced sideways at his best friend, especially noticing that there was no trace of relaxation on the other's mouth, and in an instant he understood everything.
No wonder.
No wonder Wu just said that Jianliu was holding back and not saying anything.
It was he who took the initiative to take on the workload for both of them, so since he and Wu transferred to each other's school, the workload has become less and less.
Until now, they have rested for nearly two weeks.
Life goes on like that of an ordinary high school student.
I have to admit that if we calculate along this line of thought, the time just matches.
Gojo Satoru did not answer Geto Suguru.
His guesses were a bit more extensive than Jay's inquiries.
Because they are not the only ones whose workload has suddenly decreased.
The entire world of spells...
If I'm not mistaken, the amount decreased during the time when Shen Du Jianliu was promoted to technical high school.
The fog that had been covering Gojo Satoru's head for the past few days was finally completely cleared away, revealing the answer he wanted to know.
However, what followed was an indescribable anxiety, making the mind even more confused.
...I have to ask him.
I have to find that guy and ask him clearly.
Seeing the car driving back to the technical high school, Gojo Satoru opened the door and got out of the car without hesitation, speeding towards the school gate.
Although he didn't know why he rushed so fast, anyway -
He felt that he had to go back immediately!
It's already past 1pm. That guy from the Zen temple should have returned a long time ago, right?
“Enlightenment!”
Geto Suguru didn't stay in the car for long. After thanking Hideta Mishima, he opened the door and chased after him.
The afternoon sun shone on the road, lush green trees lined both sides, and the journey to the Polytechnic was almost unobstructed.
As luck would have it, as soon as Gojo Satoru stepped into the school gate, he noticed two people standing inside.
They are Naoko Ieiri and Yogata-sensei.
Glass is finally back...?
For some reason, Gojo Satoru subconsciously retracted his steps and stopped behind the door.
He glanced at Jay who was following him, raised his index finger to his lips and made a gesture of silence.
"Glass, you're back."
Ye Moth Zheng Dao was greeting the brown-haired girl with dark circles under her eyes: "Thank you for your hard work... I hope the higher-ups didn't give you any trouble?"
“No.”
"Besides, I'm not interested in what they're researching."
Ieiri Naoko took out a cigarette box from her pocket and said in a somewhat listless tone, "Teacher, can I have a cigarette?"
Her cursed energy was almost exhausted and has only just recovered a little.
I don't want to move at all.
"…You'd better quit smoking."
Ye Mo Zheng Dao sighed, thinking of something, and said with a heavy expression: "Nano, since you went to the headquarters, have you met Zenin Jianliu?"
"Although the guy's actions are entirely under the responsibility of the higher-ups, he hasn't been to class for a week."
"The school uniforms haven't been made to order yet. This is totally unacceptable no matter what."
"Is he there?"
“…I saw it.”
Jiaru Naoko opened her mouth, but she felt like she wasn't in the mood to smoke anymore. She also put away the cigarette she had just taken out in silence.
"Teacher, that guy is just a pure good person."
“I’m worried he won’t come back.”
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