Kaku and Oni Hitokuchi were quickly sent to the interrogation room at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
After several rounds of probing questions, everyone figured out the conditions for Kaku's mind-reading.
Kaku's Cursed Technique could only be activated through his eyes.
Eichi, who had been following the interrogation's progress, immediately ripped the blindfold off Satoru's face while he was sleeping nearby and sent it to the interrogation room after learning this.
He also took a few beautiful photos of Satoru sleeping.
From then on, the interrogation progressed much faster, and Eichi learned a lot about what Abe no Seimei was currently doing from Kaku.
These were not things Kaku stated directly, but rather inferences made by the interrogators through various indirect questions and Kaku's reactions.
Because Cursed Energy and Jujutsu existed in this world, the possibility of directly obtaining useful information from a Shikigami like Kaku, who had been created by Abe no Seimei, was almost zero.
However, by changing their approach, such as provoking Kaku and then indirectly obtaining the information they wanted from his rebuttals, it was still possible.
Among these pieces of information, one sentence caught Eichi's attention.
"Once Lord Seimei's plan is complete, this country will belong to Lord Seimei, and no matter how you resist, it will be useless.
Lord Seimei will lead the chosen ones into a new era."
This sentence sounded like Kaku, whose thoughts had been disturbed by a Cursed Technique after too much information was extracted, was speaking out of frustration and trying to regain some ground.
But Eichi's intuition told him there was something wrong with that statement.
On one hand, Eichi had learned about Abe no Seimei through information gathered from various sources, including Tengen and Jujutsu Headquarters.
He knew that Abe no Seimei wanted to screen humanity and lead the chosen humans into a new era.
On the other hand, the order of Kaku's sentence felt a little off.
Logically, Abe no Seimei should use some method to defeat Eichi and his companions, dominate the current Jujutsu World, and then gain control of this country.
However, in Kaku's frustrated words, Abe no Seimei would seize this country first, and then defeat Eichi and the others.
That was what Eichi found strange.
Dominating this country could be interpreted in two ways. One was taking control of the country on a general societal level.
The other was controlling this country on a Jujutsu level.
Evidently, for Abe no Seimei, what he intended to do should be the latter.
But either way, Eichi had to be prepared...
In a villa in Tokyo, more than a dozen people dressed in various outfits were enthusiastically playing all sorts of games.
Some were gathered together eating takeout and watching TV, while others were playing billiards, foosball, and other games provided by the villa.
The rest were opening and drinking bottle after bottle of the fine wine displayed in the cabinet.
From their occasional exclamations and sounds of surprise, it was clear that these people were not the original owners of the villa.
Ding, clatter.
With a powerful break shot, the fifteen billiard balls neatly arranged in a triangle scattered across the table.
Then, the people playing completely ignored the rules and randomly potted them one by one.
"Damn it, I lost again."
A yellow-haired youth said unwillingly, directly snapping the cue stick in his hand.
"Hey, don't damage shared property. If you can't handle it, let someone else play."
The companions he had just met jeered from behind him.
"I'm just not in good form today. I'll go rest for a bit. Just wait until tomorrow. I'll definitely crush you all."
After saying that, the yellow-haired youth walked toward the upstairs bedroom.
"He secretly used his Cursed Technique and still lost. That guy is seriously lame."
The last thing the yellow-haired youth heard before going upstairs was the crowd's mockery.
"Damn it!"
After returning to the room, the yellow-haired youth kicked a cabinet, then angrily opened a bottle of red wine and drank straight from the bottle.
"Ha, this wine is really good. Rich people sure know how to enjoy themselves."
After saying that, the yellow-haired youth put the wine on the table and walked toward the bathroom. The moment he entered the bathroom, he felt a soft body lean against him.
"Could it be those girls got lonely?"
Just as the yellow-haired youth was about to speak, he found a hand covering his mouth.
The next second, a cold sensation sliced across his throat.
What followed was an endless surge of pain.
Slitting the throat was a very effective way to kill an enemy, and it was also a widely recognized cruel method of killing.
Those who lived in the countryside as children and saw their family or neighbors slaughter chickens and other animals would notice that those animals would struggle violently after their throats were slit. Even when they were completely drained of strength, their legs would still kick in pain.
At this moment, the yellow-haired youth, a Curse User who had taken many lives, was enduring that exact pain.
But the small hand that had just felt soft and boneless now exerted an irresistible force.
After struggling for more than ten seconds, the yellow-haired youth fell silent.
The female Hassan with purple high pigtails behind the yellow-haired youth immediately plugged the wound on his neck to stop the bleeding, then cleaned up the scene.
This was not to save the yellow-haired youth, but to prevent the smell of blood from spreading and alerting the Curse Users downstairs.
According to their investigation, these Curse Users downstairs had more or less committed murder, so it was possible that they were familiar with the smell of fresh blood.
As the female Hassan began cleaning up the scene, another male Hassan entered the bathroom.
After carefully examining the yellow-haired youth for a while, the male Hassan took out his tools and began applying makeup.
Finally, he changed into the clothes that had been processed by the other Hassans, which had originally belonged to the yellow-haired youth, and walked out of the bedroom.
The assassination continued.
Just then, the female Hassan with purple high pigtails and a white skull mask saw the half-empty bottle of red wine on the table.
"What's wrong?"
Her companion asked.
"I've been seeing this brand of red wine a lot recently."
The female Hassan picked up the wine bottle and gently sniffed the mouth of the bottle.
"It's said to be a wine that has become popular recently. It's in high demand and very popular among the wealthy."
The male Hassan also began thinking about information related to this wine.
It was fine for a wine to be popular, but if they saw this brand of wine every time they investigated a target, then it required attention.
Therefore, the male Hassan did not ignore his teammate's discovery just because wine was a common item.
"There's something wrong with this wine."
The female Hassan put down the wine, her expression grave.
"What's wrong?"
The male Hassan took the wine and examined it carefully, but he did not detect any Cursed Energy or anything else unusual in the bottle.
"The smell of this wine is too fragrant."
"Hmm?"
The female Hassan's words confused her companion for a moment, but he quickly realized something.
"Poison?"
Among Hassan of the Hundred Faces, there were also those skilled with poisons, so he quickly understood what his companion was trying to say.
"Possibly. Normally brewed wine couldn't be this fragrant unless something was added to it."
The female Hassan's first thought was hallucinogenic plants or spices with other functions.
Whether in the past or present, there had always been cases where drugs with hallucinogenic or other effects were used to control others.
"I understand. I'll take it back."
The male Hassan nodded, plugged the cork back into the bottle, and left the villa with the wine.
He needed to take this bottle of wine back and have it examined by a professional.
(To be continued.)
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