Chapter 85
Shen Du saw Liu dead.
Died quietly, in his arms.
Gojo Satoru repeatedly performed the "teleportation" action and stopped, hugging the other person's body and also stopped in place.
At this moment, it was a sunny day outside the window, and the gentle sunshine was pouring down on the two of them, but their bodies were chilled, and the surrounding temperature did not allow them to feel any warmth at all.
We've already arrived outside the headquarters building, but everything is meaningless now.
He raised his hand, trying to wipe away the glaring red on Shen Du Jianliu's face.
But there was too much blood.
The other person's cheeks, chest, wrists...there were blood stains on his fingerprints, until there was a "click" and several rolls of bandages stained red fell out of the boy's arms.
"Found it, here it is!"
"They're here, great, that guy is dead!"
Some people from the general directorate chased out, and some senior executives who did not attend the meeting and luckily escaped the disaster, when they saw Gojo Satoru and a certain boy who had died in his arms, they collapsed with relief and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Gojo, what were you doing before!?"
"Why did you come so late? I almost lost my life, do you know that?"
The life-threatening situation was resolved. One of the decision-makers, who was over fifty years old, recalled the attack that had just taken place, and anger began to appear on his withered old face.
His turbid eyes looked at the dead boy with arrogance and disdain, and he wished he could spit the foulest phlegm in his throat onto the other person.
"It's just this kind of stuff after all—"
"The others are so stupid that they were bitten back by such a low-level thing. It's obviously just a scum that is useless except for exorcising cursed spirits!"
"He has affected the interests of our world of spellcasting. His death is his retribution."
"He deserves to die!"
…
Gojo Satoru moved his fingers expressionlessly.
He opened his pair of dazzling blue eyes that seemed to be suppressing a fire, and hugged the gradually cooling body in his arms with his arms. His hanging white bangs hid the expression on his face.
New people began to gather around, including subordinates of high-level officials, other conservatives who escaped the disaster, and some staff members working in the general directorate.
When they saw the dead boy, they all relaxed their tense muscles.
Cheers and applause rang out one after another, and their faces were filled with joy and satisfaction, as if they were glad that such a monster had finally been captured and subdued.
Their jobs were also saved.
"Hey! Gojo, give us that mad dog's body."
The old man standing opposite stroked his deliberately long beard, and a smug smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.
"He died at the right time. He is useless and the body is just right for me to keep..."
"you."
Gojo Satoru interrupted the other person mid-sentence.
He heard the sound of a vein popping on his forehead for the third time, joining the second vein that had popped up seconds ago.
"Say that again?"
"ha……?"
The bearded conservative decision-maker swallowed subconsciously, unable to tolerate himself being intimidated by Gojo Satoru's low voice.
"Do you know who you are talking to, Gojo!"
"Hurry up and put that piece of trash down for me. I want to..."
Before he could finish his words, half of his head was blown off.
The body that had lost half of its head stood there for a few seconds, then fell down without any warning.
“…Satoru?”
Geto Suguru's voice came belatedly from behind Gojo Satoru.
He contracted his purple pupils and stared blankly at the boy in the other's arms.
"What you are holding in your arms..."
"Who is it?"
“…”
Gojo Satoru said nothing.
He remained silent and tightened his arms.
Geto Suguru stood straight in place, staring straight at Gojo Satoru's arms. Seeing the wrist hanging down due to power loss, Kamado's breathing began to become rapid, almost squeezing out all the capacity in his lungs.
Mingming has arrived at the fastest speed.
He slowly raised his arms and covered his mouth with his broad hands. Even Xia Yujie himself didn't know why he covered his mouth.
It seemed like...something disgusting would surge out of my stomach and chest in the next second.
The scene in front of me seems so familiar.
Likewise inside and outside the huge building.
The disgusting smiling faces and the ear-piercing applause lingering around.
And, Wu holding the corpse.
The two scenes exchanged back and forth in my mind, but the people around me were not ordinary people.
The faces of a group of smiling ordinary people were replaced by those of all the middle and senior executives present.
Gojo Satoru, who was standing opposite him, did not ask the question "Should we kill them all?" Correspondingly, he did not answer "Not necessary".
"He...he killed Lord Soma!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly realized what was happening, looked at the situation in front of him, sat down on the ground and shouted.
"Another high-ranking official was murdered!!"
The group of people became panicked again.
"The Gojo family!"
A conservative decision-maker stood up again at the scene. He was not in the directorate before and just rushed to the headquarters.
"How dare you!?"
The fat old man walked forward and pointed at the white-haired boy standing there angrily: "What are you, the Gojo family, doing? Are you violating the rules of the Jujutsu world?!"
"I actually disobeyed for a useless waste who couldn't die any more..."
His words stopped abruptly.
His body was cut in half just like that, and his eyes were filled with disbelief until he fell down.
The one who took action was a first-level cursed spirit that was suddenly pulled out.
"Sure enough... I shouldn't have... made a deal with that Shen Du Jian Liu and let you..."
"To this day..."
The sound of blood splattering on the ground completely put an end to his words.
In an instant, everyone present felt a strong sense of oppression coming towards them, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
The air fell into a brief silence.
Xia Youjie raised his thumb and tapped his temple repeatedly, trying to clear his dizzy and nauseous brain.
yes.
Wu would never ask that question again because everything was meaningless.
The boy who knocked out ordinary people with the back of a knife, and finally comforted himself with a smile, saying "You still have kindness in your heart" has disappeared.
He will never come back.
…
[On August 26, 2007, a major coup d'état occurred in the world of Jujutsu, and more than 10 leaders, including the chief, were all killed. ］
[On August 28, 2007, Gojo Satoru completely massacred the General Headquarters and regained control of the world of curse-jutsu. The other two of the three great families suffered heavy losses. ]
[On August 29, 2007, Takeshi Suguru defected from the High Commissioner. ]
[On August 31, 2007, Geto Suguru usurped the Bankei Cult and confirmed his identity as a curse master. His superiors did not issue a wanted warrant. ]
[In March 2009, two graduates from the Tokyo Metropolitan Jutsu College graduated in 2005: Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko. ]
***
Shen Du Jianliu found that he couldn't open his eyes.
My vision fell into darkness, and I felt as if I was floating in a sticky and moist liquid, and my whole body was unable to move freely.
Is he dead?
He took it well.
Before he died, he at least fulfilled his last obligation, and he asked Gojo Satoru to convey the research results of the experiment to Geto Suguru.
This result can successfully eliminate the confusion in Geto Suguru's eyes.
There is meaning in existence.
[System: Hello? You are not dead. ]
“…”
[System: Host, I have told you many times, why don’t you listen to my advice! ]
[System: We are a regular live broadcast room. We have emphasized before that we cannot cause the host to die. So, we are very sorry——]
[System: You have spent all the rewards you accumulated in the Cursed World. Currently, there is only 20% of the traffic cash balance left in your account. ]
Shen Du Jian Liu did not answer.
The vision was still pitch black, but the nerve fiber tissue was slowly recovering, and the skin, which had completely regained its senses, felt the fluctuations of the water flow.
"Where am I now?"
He asked the system in his mind.
[System: Um...this. ]
[System: Don’t worry about where you are, host, aren’t you curious about your current physical condition! ]
It doesn’t matter.
Kamado Miru had already accepted the fact of his own death.
[System: This time is different from the last time. Even if you copy your dying body, you will not be able to survive. ]
[System: Host, fortunately the database still has the record of your death in the first world. ]
[System: We have successfully cloned the records from that time, but after such a long time, the effect is very poor. Your body will be in worse condition than it was then. ]
"oh."
"So, where am I."
After the skin's perception was restored, his internal organs, which were filled with pain, also began to function, and Shen Du Jianliu noticed that something was inserted into his trachea.
Can't breathe freely like usual.
[System: Ahem, host, you watch the comments every day, so you should understand clearly, right? Many viewers complain and give feedback every day, wanting to see you return to the first world. ]
[System: You have now returned to the small time period of Bungo Stray Dogs. ]
[System: The military and police in this world are conducting some secret official experiments. We have placed your clone in a nutrient solution tank in one of the secret bases... ]
[System: After our data tampering, you are now the inconspicuous subject B36 in this cloning experiment. ]
[System: Then... a bug was triggered when the tampering occurred, causing some problems in this world. Of course... it is also related to the fact that we urgently sent you back here. After all, there is a time limit for opening and entering the small space. ]
[System: In short! It won’t affect your future life... probably. ]
[System: Your new life form will need half a month of recuperation before it can move freely, which means it needs to stay in this experimental chamber for 15 days. ]
[System: Live streaming may be a bit boring, but it’s better to have it on than not to have it on. The host can give it a try! You are wearing a lab coat made of special material, so you don't have to worry about running around naked. ]
[System: Someone is coming. I will log off first. ]
As the system sound in my mind disappeared, the sound of a mechanical door sliding slowly came from not far away, and the sound of dull footsteps approached from afar.
Shen Du Jianliu closed his eyes, and suddenly a thin layer of dim light appeared outside his dark eyelids.
“…”
He didn’t know if it was the physical reason the system mentioned, but he couldn’t open his eyes.
I couldn't even move my body.
Although he couldn't see the person coming, he could feel the other person's breath sweeping across the surroundings, and then suddenly turning his gaze towards him.
“Haha…hahaha…haha…”
A suppressed low laugh followed from the other person, a joyful hum coming from the throat, mixed with a hint of elegance.
Judging from the frequency of breathing, the sound and strength of walking, and heart rate——
The man has symptoms of anemia.
"Look what I found interesting."
"This is quite an unexpected bonus, isn't it?"
"Master, do you want to take him with you before you leave?"
Another unfamiliar male voice with a respectful attitude sounded apologetically beside him.
"Of course... hehe."
"I can't wait to see some people's reactions."
"Ivan, what do you think? Put this unexpected gain into the next game of chess."
“What kind of uncertainty will it bring?”
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