flstandardbreds Chapter 224 Taking the Blame
Chapter 224 Taking the Blame
In the dim conference room, with the podium in front as the center, the lights spread outward in a semicircle, rising up step by step.
The windows on all four sides were locked tightly, and the only source of light was the swaying yellow lantern overhead.
There were more than a dozen special screens lying on the ground, which were originally used to conceal the cursed power, techniques and appearance, but now they have been violently dismantled.
More than a dozen middle and high-level figures in the world of sorcery were distributed symmetrically on both sides of each step of seats.
No one was tied up, and their hands and feet were not bound.
They sat firmly in their seats, their faces filled with confusion and fear, and they looked at the podium in front of them with cold sweats pouring down their cheeks.
The woman with long silver-white hair sat sideways on the chair, her chin supported by her palm, the fingertips of her other hand condensed with red light, her posture was frivolous and arrogant, with a slight smile on her face.
There was no sign of collapse or despair at all.
"Okay, everyone." She retracted her magic power, clapped her hands, and said, "Shh, be quiet."
In fact, no one dared to speak.
As soon as she said this, the already quiet conference room became even more silent, like a cemetery.
"This is what I collected in the past month. You all plan to use it to deal with [Gojo Kiri]." She paused, then continued with a smile, "It is also the evidence of my own conspiracy."
A thick stack of documents was thrown out casually, and several pages of the paper flew onto the faces of two of the men due to the force.
Zenin Longshi picked them up with trembling hands and asked in disbelief: "Where did you get these things?"
"Good question!" She laughed and applauded him, "Old Orange, you asked a very appropriate question."
"When planning the specific action against Itadori Yuji, you arranged two groups of scapegoats to die for you, didn't you?" she said leisurely, "Unfortunately, the people you sent to silence them arrived a step too late."
"That guy shook out a lot of things before he died."
She still looked smiling and easy to talk to.
But no one would ignore the danger in her words and the powerful strength that can rival Gojo Satoru because of her pretty appearance.
"He colluded with the curse master Rimei and tried to feed a finger he found from somewhere to Yuji Itadori. He also tried to release Ryoumen Sukuna to kill me when my strength was weakened."
As she finished speaking, her expression suddenly became cold and murderous: "They really don't leave any chance for us to survive."
"What do you want to do?" Another elder of the Nakamo family swallowed his saliva and suppressed his frightened expression, "We can discuss it."
"Ah, this." Gojo Kiri said suddenly, as if he had been reminded, "Didn't I tell you yet?"
"Only one person here can get out alive today," she said, "and the remaining sixteen will all die."
"Do you think this negotiation is satisfactory?"
"How can this be justified!" one of them shouted, "We are at least high-ranking officials in the world of sorcery, and one of the pillars. How dare you kill us so easily!"
After saying this, he took advantage of the moment when everyone else was still in shock, threw away the chair, turned around and ran away desperately.
A second later, a blue light flashed across the side of his neck and he fell down, holding his throat.
Rolling down the stairs, step by step.
Someone glanced down and met his gaze, then let out a low cry of fear.
"Ah ...
"Okay." She said easily, "Now, your chances of survival have increased a lot."
"You mean... only one person can survive?"
"Correct."
"What are the conditions?" Someone finally calmed down and asked, "Who will be the one who survives in the end?"
"Emmmm..." She tapped her chin with her hand and thought, "How about this, you report each other, whoever has committed the least crimes will survive, how about that?"
"Crime?" Another person snorted and sneered, "As staff members of the Directorate, we are only doing things within our duties."
"Even if...even if I released Ryomen Sukuna, I only anticipated your danger. How can I call it a crime?"
However, before he could finish his words, he was drowned out by the louder voices of others.
"This guy used his position to intimidate the families of the deceased killed by the cursed spirits for profit!"
"He withheld the pensions of the sacrificed sorcerers and assistant supervisors!"
"That person is in charge of the management and deployment of windows. He would increase the difficulty of tasks for sorcerers he dislikes and deliberately cause them to get injured!"
"This person evades taxes and likes to use his identity as a sorcerer to commit fraud."
"And him, he forced a woman who was 40 years younger than him to marry him as his concubine, and he was already 66 years old!" The last person shouted at the top of his lungs, "What right did this damn old man have?"
Emmm...it sounds really true.
"Anything else you want to say?" she asked. "Otherwise, I'll start counting."
The pressure from the special-grade sorcerer was released, and the terrifying blue eyes were fixed firmly on everyone.
Although the gaze was not on them at all, everyone felt uneasy and as if they had been seen through.
"And..." the voice trembled, "He once stayed at the mission site and personally killed a sorcerer who was exhausted from exorcising a cursed spirit."
"You did that too!" the man roared back.
"You have no evidence!"
"I have!" he replied, "Do you think I'm not worried that you might kill me? I have already locked the evidence of your murder in the safe in the secret room!"
The group of people started arguing more fiercely and violently.
"Wow." After listening in silence for a while, Gojo Kiri said calmly, "Everyone here, you really deserve to die."
"........."
"The above are all the videos that Miss Gojo left at the General Manager's Office." Ijichi took back his phone and said in a low voice, "All the bodies have been taken away."
She said she would leave one person behind, and she really did it, leaving only one life.
The guy was now slumped on the ground with lifeless eyes, covering his ears and shouting frantically: "Don't kill me, don't kill me... I'll tell you everything."
After a while, he started shouting again: "Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it..."
"The General Directorate has issued... the highest level of hunting order, and requires you, Mr. Gojo, to carry it out."
Seeing that Gojo Satoru was in a very bad mood, Ijichi told him the news more carefully.
"Withdraw." Gojo Satoru said without blinking.
"But......."
"Go tell them to cancel the hunt." Gojo Satoru took off his eye mask, took a deep breath and grabbed two handfuls of hair, his face expressionless, "They don't dare to disobey me now."
After all...the group of people who hated Gojo Kiri (Gojo Satoru) the most have almost all died tonight.
She recorded all the evidence and kept it, helping him clear away obstacles while taking all the blame.
Everyone knew that this was a conflict between the uncontrollable Gojo Kiri and the higher-ups, and Gojo Satoru's reputation was spotless.
Even more, the remaining people were afraid of being killed by Gojo Wu, and could only rely on Gojo Satoru and obey his arrangements.
“Ichichi, I don’t want to repeat this for the third time.” Gojo Satoru’s voice became a little deeper. “Go quickly.”
"Got it!" Yidizhi shuddered, turned around immediately, and trotted towards the back.
When Ijichi came back, he saw Gojo Satoru squatting in front of the only person who was not killed, observing him.
"People like this don't feel guilty." I heard him mutter, "Why should you feel guilty..."
"Mr. Gojo." Ijichi stepped forward and said, "They have already withdrawn."
"Okay." Gojo Satoru stood up and walked towards the door. He said in a bad mood, "You stay here. I'm leaving first."
"Where are you going?!" Yijizhi said, "There are a lot of people waiting for you here..."
"Let them go first."
He no longer expected to bring her back, but at least let him find her first.