The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 221 Horror Night GO (10)

"Brother Yi! You're on the news!" Two days later, in the office, Inuyama Heita looked at his phone and said in surprise: "Psychic detective, Qian Xiaoyi! A body buried underground was found while recording a TV program..."

Qian Xiaoyi didn't have the energy to reply. He just slumped over the table, twirling a pen with lifeless eyes.

On the side, Suzuki was busy answering a call from the office.

"Hello, this is Lingkong Office."

"Yes, that's right. It's Mr. Qian's office. What kind of difficulty do you have? I can make an appointment for you now."

"I'm very sorry, but our firm does not accept any business related to finding the murderer from a few years ago. Please contact the police directly..."

"I'm really sorry. Mr. Qian never said he was a detective. This is an exorcism agency. We are only responsible for exorcism business. I'm really sorry..."

"Another one looking for a detective to solve a murder case..." Suzuki hung up the phone and pinched his eyebrows with his fingers.

Inuyama Heita now finally understood why Qian Xiaoyi had that reaction to that show.

After the program was broadcast, there were constant calls from clients, treating this place as a detective agency, asking Qian Xiaoyi to help them investigate some old unsolved cases, or asking Qian Xiaoyi to help them communicate with spirits to find missing persons who had disappeared without a trace.

Qian Xiaoyi was really helpless in this regard. Even after the body was found that day, the police found him and asked him if he could help communicate with the corpse...

What a joke! Do you really think he's some psychic detective who can talk to the dead?

In addition to these commissions, there were also many people who pretended to be ghosts and made harassing phone calls, which made Suzuki very annoyed.

Qian Xiaoyi was also helpless, he wanted to use the program to advertise, and he succeeded in becoming famous, but it backfired. Now even the normal commissions are drowned out by those who want to find a detective. He received dozens of calls, but none of the commissions were actually negotiated.

So Qian Xiaoyi made a plan.

"Close the shop! Close the shop!" Qian Xiaoyi said angrily, "If this continues, we won't even have the usual business. Let's take a few days off and reopen the shop after the hype has passed."

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the office. When Inuyama Heita opened the door, he found a bald man he didn't recognize.

Qian Xiaoyi saw him and said, "Director Tamura? Why are you here? Heitaro, hurry up and pour the tea."

The visitor was none other than Tamura, the director of Horror Night GO. He bowed and nodded to Qian Xiaoyi with a cordial smile: "Hello, Mr. Qian. I am sorry to bother you with your visit. This is just a small gift as a token of my respect."

"You are so polite. You even brought a gift." Qian Xiaoyi took the paper bag and looked inside. It was a yokan from a pastry shop. He invited Tamura to take a seat and asked, "The director actually came to visit in person. What's the matter?"

Tiancun said: "Mr. Qian, it's like this. After the last episode was broadcast, the topic of "Horror Night GO" became popular on the Internet. The leaders of the TV station attached great importance to it, so I was thinking, can Mr. Qian participate in our program as a permanent guest?" Qian Xiaoyi looked bitter: "Well... To be honest, participating in the last episode caused a lot of trouble to our agency. Everyone regarded this place as a detective agency, but we really don't have this business. The last incident was just a coincidence..."

"You are too modest!" said Tamura.

After the accident on the show, he asked relevant people everywhere, whether it was the program's consultant Suzuna or other exorcists he knew, when they mentioned Qian Xiaoyi, they all said that this was a very powerful exorcist, and his strength was first-class in the whole of Tokyo.

After further inquiries, Director Tamura learned that according to rumors, Qian Xiaoyi defeated more than a dozen sorcerers on his own and sent them to a mental hospital, becoming famous in one battle.

Director Tamura immediately broke out in a sweat. He was not an atheist. On the contrary, as the director of a supernatural program, he firmly believed in these things.

Now having heard of Qian Xiaoyi's story, he realized how inappropriate his previous behavior was, so he rushed over to visit him. Firstly, he wanted to apologize, and secondly, he wanted to leverage Qian Xiaoyi's current popularity on the Internet to make the show even more popular.

Tamura said sincerely: "Although the next episode has not been aired yet, it can be predicted that the ratings of the show will be greatly improved. If Mr. Qian is willing to be a permanent guest, then the notice fee for recording the show can be negotiated. I will do my best to meet your requirements."

Last time, he could earn 200,000 yen for spending half a day on the show, and now it will be even more. If Qian Xiaoyi agrees, he may not have to do anything, just record a show once a week and get a salary of over a million yen every month. This is undoubtedly very tempting.

But Qian Xiaoyi decisively refused: "I'm sorry, Director, after all, my main business here is to run an exorcism agency, so forget about becoming a TV celebrity or something."

Tamura said anxiously, "Mr. Qian, please consider it. The TV station is also very sincere. Not only our program, but other programs also welcome Mr. Qian to shoot. If the audience response is good, the TV station can even tailor a program for Mr. Qian. Do you know how much money a star can make in a month now? Our TV station is a very powerful TV station in Japan, and we have produced countless stars..."

Qian Xiaoyi sneered in his heart: Are you just making big promises now? And creating a program? Wouldn't that tie him to the TV station? He's not an artist, so why would he be a star?
"Forget about being a celebrity. I'm not that kind of person." But Qian Xiaoyi didn't say anything final: "But if I have time in the future, it's not impossible for me to appear on your show a few more times..."

After chatting for a while, Director Tamura left in disappointment after Qian Xiaoyi politely asked him to leave.

Suzuki teased, "Mr. Qian, the celebrity exorcist, sounds great."

Qian Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief and muttered while sitting on the sofa, "Being a star? Do you think I don't know that these so-called stars are actually all dogs of those big companies? They look glamorous on the surface, but in fact they are subject to countless restrictions. It's no different from having a dog chain around your neck. Who would want to be one?"

After unplugging the office's phone line, Qian Xiaoyi prepared to close the shop for a few days and reopen it after the storm died down. Just as he was planning to go to the Blues Bar for a drink after work, there was another knock on the office door.

"Is it Director Tamura again?" Inuyama Heita opened the door.

"Excuse me, is the psychic detective Mr. Qian Xiaoyi here?" A short-haired girl wearing black-framed glasses and dressed in a somewhat rustic manner was standing outside the door.

As soon as he heard the title of "psychic detective", Qian Xiaoyi's face immediately fell.

(End of this chapter)