The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 230: TV Station Shock (4)

Seeing this scene, Konishi Hirobu felt his scalp tingling and his back chilled.

Although this old-fashioned TV should still be able to receive signals and watch satellite TV stations, Konishi Hirobu knew that the one in front of him definitely could not do that.

Why? Because he bought this TV set from a second-hand electrical appliance store at a very low price. He only used it as a decoration for the show. As it was too old, the TV set's antenna had long been broken and could not receive any signals.

And now, it has a picture.

Monotonous and eerie music floated in the room. Four big blood-red characters "Ghost Story Forecast" appeared on the TV screen, and in the upper left corner was a black Chinese character "Zero", which seemed to be the TV station's logo.

Probably because the TV had not been turned on for a long time and was somewhat damp, the entire screen was covered with a layer of green, and the screen was like frosted glass, making the content a little blurry. Under this filter, the picture on the TV looked extremely inconsistent.

"What on earth is..." Lingnai took a deep breath. She didn't expect Qian Xiaoyi to actually make up the legend mentioned before. While everyone's attention was focused on the TV, she took out a portable camera from her bag and started filming secretly.

"Ghost Stories Prediction..." Qian Xiaoyi stared at the TV screen. There was no doubt that what they were experiencing was a supernatural phenomenon of urban legends, not traditional ghosts. So he was very curious about what the content of this "non-existent" TV show would be.

When the monotonous music finally finished, the screen changed and a female anchor similar to the weather forecaster appeared. Because the TV was too old, her face could not be seen clearly. Only a vague facial outline could be seen.

She said in a distorted voice: "Good evening, everyone. Welcome to this week's episode of Ghost Stories Forecast. I will show you the trend of ghost stories in Tokyo in recent days."

The female host's voice was accompanied by the rustling sound of TV noise. If you didn't listen carefully, it would be easy to miss the information in her words. Qian Xiaoyi made a "shut up" gesture to others and began to listen carefully to every word in the program.

Konishi Hirobu didn't even dare to breathe, and the hairs on his body stood up. He had never seen such a tense and thrilling scene before.

The female host, whose face was blurred in the video, continued, "Within seven days... at... 11pm, game halls may appear... in some... areas of Shibuya. Game... enthusiasts, don't... miss it. Prepare... your souls and start playing... now."

There was a rough circle marked on the map background behind the female host. Qian Xiaoyi opened his eyes wide, trying to remember the location. Although the picture was blurry, he could recognize that it was an area in Shibuya.

The female host continued, "In the bay...tunnel, there may be...mother-in-laws, please drive safely."

"There are dogs in the Shinjuku area. Please do not feed them."

"Insert... a missing person notice." A portrait of a woman in red appeared behind the female host. Due to the blurry TV screen, the face in the portrait could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see that she was wearing a mask.

"A...woman has been missing for several days." The female host said: "If you...see her, be careful not to get...killed."

Female host: "This... broadcast is over. I... next week... zizizi..." The TV screen jumped. The black Chinese character "zero" icon was still in the upper left corner, but the picture abruptly changed to another program. A man stood on the stage, holding a microphone, his mouth opening and closing, but no sound could be heard. Behind him, there was a human head, not sure whether it was a model or a real one, just staring at the camera.

Qian Xiaoyi leaned back in his chair, a cigarette in his mouth and a compass in his hand, but he still couldn't find the source of the signal.

After watching for more than ten minutes, he stood up, stretched out his fingers, and tried to enter the TV. But when his fingers touched the TV screen, static electricity suddenly appeared between Qian Xiaoyi's fingertips and the screen. With a "pop", the TV picture immediately turned into the original snowflake shape and made a harsh noise.

Konishi Hirobe woke up as if from a dream. He was sweating and breathing heavily, as if he had just had a nightmare.

"Tsk...is the connection disconnected?" Qian Xiaoyi thought to himself. He looked at Inuyama Heita, who shook his head slightly at him, meaning that even Ajian could no longer sense that breath.

Qian Xiaoyi stood up, turned on the lights in the conference room, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the table, and said, "This is really a fresh program."

"What was that just now? Did you see it?" Konishi Hirobu woke up from his dream and asked, "I guess I'm not the only one who saw those two programs just now?"

Ling Na fiddled with the camera nervously and said, "I saw it too! I just recorded it, I should be able to watch the playback..."

Everyone leaned forward to look, and Suzuna happened to flip through the previous video. However, when she clicked on it, a strange scene appeared in the video.

In the video, Qian Xiaoyi, Inuyama Heita and Konishi Hirobe were sitting on chairs, watching the TV full of snow and noise intently, as if they were watching some exciting program.

“Didn’t take any photos?!” Ling Na sighed, “Sure enough, supernatural phenomena are not that easy to capture. What a pity for the footage this time.”

Konishi Hirobe said tremblingly, "Let's not worry about whether it's material or not for now. What we just saw is that, right? The program shot in Studio 0! It actually exists! We've been looking for a haunted place for so long, and I didn't expect the nearest haunted place to be in the TV station!"

He looked at Qian Xiaoyi and pleaded, "Mr. Qian! Can you solve this problem? If not, I won't dare to stay in the building to film the show at night in the future."

Ling Nai was also convinced and said, "I can only say that you are worthy of being Mr. Qian. You can actually detect such a supernatural phenomenon without any signs. I have filmed programs in this building several times and have never noticed the existence of these things. How did you do it?"

Of course, it depends on some fat otaku.

Qian Xiaoyi yawned and said, "Alright, alright, this is the first time I've encountered such a thing. I'll prepare after I go back and deal with it next time. It looks like there won't be any harm in the short term... So let's leave it at that for tonight. Go back and have a rest. Especially you, Mr. Xiaoxi, don't think about anything. I'll give you a talisman. Have a good sleep after you go back. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

"How can I sleep like this..." Konishi Hirobu murmured palely, "It seems I can only sleep with the lights on at night."

(End of this chapter)