“Nothing left behind?”
Kammo Heiji nodded blankly, "Yes, sir."
Kobe Suzuo waved his hand.
Dr. Cohen entered the room in high spirits, taking the newly drafted employment contract from the secretary's hands and unceremoniously dragging the person off to the laboratory.
Merlin said, "Young Master, Cohen's emotional fluctuations have remained within the normal range, so the probability of him lying is low. Our guess is correct."
Kobe Suzuo loosened his tie. "Perhaps."
The timeline indeed matches up.
Thirteen years ago, X wore the skin of Kammo Heiki; six years ago, Heiki passed away, exactly one year later, X wore the skin of Kaori.
Kobe Suzuo's back felt cold, feeling that from now on, he would likely develop a psychological shadow regarding the stitches on his forehead.
Let Yuki Tsukumo stay here and look after him; for the return trip, we only need to take Cai Ming.
Prepare the car. The investigation is over; it's time for us to return to Japan.
After that, there was the matter of Kobe Suzuo encountering Itadori Yuji on the street.
The stories Kammo Heiji told through his grandson, Kammo Heiji, were like legends tinged with demonic colors, mixed with childhood fantasies, making it difficult to distinguish truth from fiction.
It could only assist Merlin's calculations from the side; modern technology was indeed more useful than that Jujutsu stuff.
Although Kammo Heiki had left the clan early on, he possessed decent talent and was highly favored; saying he had cut ties was actually an exaggeration, as he had not completely severed contact.
Kammo Takeshi admired Kammo Heiji when he was a child. He was extremely dissatisfied with Heiji leaving the clan; after his letters persuading him to return were rejected, his love turned to hatred, he harassed him every year.
And thirteen years ago, following the "brain cancer" surgery, Heiji expressed regret over leaving the clan for the first time in decades, the relationship between the two grew closer.
Kammo Heiki, a talented Cursed Tool Maker, personally made many cursed tools for Takeshi.
It's likely that those imitations used to replace the Cursed Womb were made during this period.
The situation is already quite clear.
Kobe Suzuo adjusted his glasses, tapped the whiteboard behind him, pointed to the stick figure with stitches drawn on its head, said to Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo:
“This is our enemy.”
Author's Note:
So many Kammo..
Chapter 61: That Night
Kobe Suzuo spoke at a steady pace, his words clear and distinct.
Although the intelligence of the two Semi-Special Grade sorcerers and the one Heavenly Tyrant present was unknown, their educational backgrounds were questionable, holding a meeting for his own people was far more efficient than holding one for the brain-rotted Elders.
In just ten short minutes, Kobe Suzuo used the most concise language to summarize the cause, the process, the outcome of the matter.
He directly and clearly laid out the future plan—to capture X.
In the thousand-year history of the Jujutsu World, there are only two factions: the Conservatives and the Radical Conservatives.
As long as Cursed Spirits exist, Jujutsu Sorcerers and the Elders Council, who represent them, can never and will never be abolished.
Despite being a prosperity that had already rotted from within, in a certain sense, the Elders Council represented peace and stability.
Even the most radical reformers and the most rebellious Sorcerers rarely cause trouble aimed at shaking the very foundations of the Jujutsu World.
Given the world-building, Kobe Suzuo suspected that even if X was not the final BOSS, he would at least be an elite monster that would give the protagonist group a hard time.
To not take the opportunity to take him down while the BOSS's casting bar was still developing would be a disgrace to the reputation of an opportunist.
Are you kidding me? I'm a person with a strong sense of morality, not an idiot.
In a high-risk world where every fight is bone-crushing and people actually die, who would play turn-based with you?
Kobe Suzuo reconnected to Merlin's voice, pressing both hands against the desk, facing Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo.
That is all. Is there anything you do not understand?
Suguru Geto subconsciously straightened his back and answered quickly, "Understood!"
On the screen, the intelligence was so dense it looked like some massive academic thesis.
On one side, the details were so extensive that they included fingerprint comparisons and the timing of interrogation records, with analyses as complex as a detective novel.
On the other side, it briefly displayed the mission's time, location, final objective, while categorizing all names into red, green, yellow.
It was immediately obvious who the red names were.
The educated look to the left, those with slightly less comprehension look to the right; it's like a top scholar's notes, everything is crystal clear.
Suguru Geto held the freshly printed, ink-scented summary in his hands, his expression exceptionally solemn.
He looked at the series of names on the white paper, names that were thunderous in the Jujutsu World, felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
He added hesitantly, "I think I understand."
Probably?
Kobe Suzuo asked back, wanting to know which part of Suguru Geto's statement was problematic.
Suguru Geto was completely tense.
He felt as though Kobe Suzuo's gaze toward him was sharp and harsh, possessing the kind of helplessness a Special Grade teacher feels when looking at a failing student.
Finally, he let out a sigh of frustration, as if disappointed by the lack of progress.
Forget it, knowing the general idea is enough. After all, it's the first version of the intelligence put together in such a short time; some of the analysis is indeed a bit redundant.
Suguru Geto remained silent for a moment.
This kind of worldview-shattering shock, where the brain overloads and struggles to react correctly for a short period, is something he has already experienced three times in his brief life.
The first time, Masamichi Yaga found Suguru Geto, explained the situation, invited him to study at Jujutsu High.
It was only from that time on that Suguru Geto realized there truly was a group of Jujutsu Sorcerers who, like superheroes, silently protected the world from its dark side.
He did eventually go to Jujutsu High, but he didn't study much; instead, he spent every day saving the world.
The hot-blooded passion of those years finally cooled down, only then did Suguru Geto realize:
Jujutsu Sorcerers are not necessarily righteous superheroes, but the Jujutsu World is indeed the dark side of the world.
The second time was when Kobe Suzuo made a shocking entrance, performing a "rom-com" of "relentless entanglement" with Satoru Gojo.
Without Suguru Geto even realizing it, his precarious logic was struck by a "CEO's miraculous aura."
It was hard to say what had changed, but the unshakeable sense of oppression within his heart had vanished without him even realizing it.
Being an NPC by the side of the male leads in a romantic comedy, occasionally exorcising Cursed Spirits within the scope of my ability.
This kind of character setting is much more enjoyable than being a Jujutsu Sorcerer in the Jujutsu World, where one's life is precarious.
Now, Suguru Geto's worldview had been hit by its third shock.
The NPC from a youth romantic comedy set has been pulled back into a cult shonen manga.
But they neither had to grope their way through the darkness, nor did they have to exhaust themselves investigating the true culprit.
Kobe Suzuo dumped a pile of intelligence out with a series of thuds, then pointed at a mysterious person he had never even seen before and said:
This is the mastermind. You guys go ahead; if you win, we'll achieve a Happy Ending and live a peaceful and tranquil life.
If a Jujutsu Sorcerer's life were a puzzle-solving combat game, then Kobe Suzuo's actions tonight would be like installing a speedrun MOD, clicking straight to the final boss right at the start of the game.
It's not that they couldn't win.
Suguru Geto thought silently that with his and Satoru Gojo's current strength, they could walk through the Jujutsu World with complete impunity.
It was just that it was very subtle, both emotionally and rationally.
The Kammo Clan, the bribed Elders, the secretive Tengen, the mysterious person who was using the King of Curses to stir up trouble.
Is this something a seventeen-year-old high school student should have to face?
Wasn't he already having a massive headache over a trigonometry problem during the day?
Is this right? This can't be right.
Then again, these investigations by Mr. Suzuo should have been conducted behind the Elders Council's backs.
Even though Director Kobe had given the green light, such a large-scale operation would likely still result in the Elders Council holding them accountable.
Unbelievable, the Elders Council is truly a pile of dog shit, accomplishing nothing and only causing trouble.
Suguru Geto was lost in thought as he processed the intelligence, while over there, Satoru Gojo seemed to be accepting it quite well.
He knew more about the family's inner workings than Suguru Geto and was quicker to grasp them, flipping through the documents in his hands before tossing them directly into the paper shredder.
Smiling, he raised his hand and pointed to the abstract, stitched-together figure on the whiteboard:
“So, Suzuo, the most critical question is, do you have the ability to find the traces of this X?”
If the intelligence is true, this X can change bodies at will without being detected, then modern investigative methods will be completely rendered useless.
Suguru Geto also realized it immediately, flipping the documents in his hands to the page for "Itadori Kaori."
Indeed, none of us have seen that person with our own eyes, nor do we even have a single clear photograph. It would be difficult even for Mr. Suzuo to track a 'Faceless Man,' wouldn't it?
Kobe Suzuo gave a light chuckle and clicked several times, projecting a complexly structured map onto the screen.
That's why we have to go see Tengen first. When it comes to things from a thousand years ago, of course, the people from a thousand years ago know them best.
Suguru Geto, who had only previously felt that it looked familiar: It really is a map of Koushin Palace.
So, is Mr. Suzuo planning a rebellion?
Tengen's importance to the Jujutsu World is self-evident; trespassing into Koushin Palace is a grave offense.
With him and Satoru's strength being what it is, they should be fine, but it's not so certain for Kobe Suzuo.
If Director Kobe cannot withstand the pressure from the Elders Council, he will definitely be punished.
If we really start a rebellion, would it be better if we called on Masamichi Yaga?
Suguru Geto's thoughts were racing, he failed to notice Satoru Gojo's rare expression of seriousness.