Chapter 22 This world is going to end
The embarrassment only lasted for a moment, Gojo Satoru was not a thin-skinned person to begin with.
He even greeted Fuheishier generously: "What a coincidence."
Fuheishier: "..."
Conjurers are not normal people, they are mentally retarded.
Fushikiji ignored him and walked towards the laboratory with a clear goal. Gojo Satoru had the same destination as him.
"What are you following me for?"
"On this corridor, why do you expect me to follow you?" Gojo Satoru pushed down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. He strode forward, surpassed Fushiki Shir, stopped half a meter in front of him, and said provocatively, " Now you’re following me.”
Fuheishier passed by him indifferently and uttered two words: "brainless."
Gojo Satoru: "...?"
Who is stupid? Who is he talking about being stupid? !
Xia Youjie saw the face-to-face encounter between Fushihei Shiji and Gojo Satoru from the surveillance screen, and he immediately dialed Gojo Satoru's phone number.
"Satoru, Fuheishi'er is the person entrusted by Senior Teacher Zapu to find Aniya. You two have the same goal, so there is no need for conflict."
Gojo Satoru reluctantly responded: "I understand."
If it weren't for Xia Youjie, he wouldn't listen to the nonsense of the person on the other end of the phone.
Fuheshier stopped in front of the laboratory. He took out a photo from his pocket. Through the transparent glass, Fuheshier saw the little girl lying on the experimental table and twitching.
The appearance matches the photo, and the person is found.
Just as he was about to put the photo up, a hand suddenly pulled the photo away.
Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest sense of grabbing someone's things. Instead, he started to comment on the other man in the photo.
"Is this the teacher of the silver-haired monkey?"
Gojo Satoru pointed the photo at the surveillance camera in the corner and shared the photo with Xia Youjie.
Xia Youjie stroked his forehead, with a headache on his face, and said helplessly: "Wu..."
Fuheishier kicked him directly, but missed.
"No lower limit?"
Gojo Satoru was not surprised that he knew the "No Lower Limit" technique. After all, he was once a member of the Zen Academy.
When I heard "no lower limit" briefly from his mouth, I felt that he was saying that he had no lower limit.
Gojo Satoru threw the photo to him and sneaked into the laboratory.
Fuheishier was not slow at all, and quietly solved a group of experimenters on the periphery without attracting anyone's attention.
The two of them seemed to be competing. The few people in the laboratory were simply not enough for them to solve the problem.
Ania heard the unfamiliar voice, and she saw Gojo Satoru, who was standing behind the experimenter with his finger on his lips making a silencing gesture towards her.
YOU ARE READING
[Comprehensive Comic] I rely on drawing cards to maintain peace
ФэнтезиTakizawa Yume, who was addicted to a game called "Card Drawing to Maintain Peace", woke up and traveled through time with the game system . The game board turned dark, and the card drawing system started. Congratulations to the player for drawing...