The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 328: The Bizarre Adventure of Masato Shichijo

In a cafe on the streets of Tokyo, Qian Xiaoyi, wearing a baseball cap, was leisurely enjoying coffee and dessert, seemingly waiting for someone.

About ten minutes later, a suspicious man in a windbreaker, fully armed with a newsboy cap, a mask, sunglasses, and a scarf around his neck, approached stealthily, glancing around.

"Don't you think you look suspicious now?" Qian Xiaoyi asked, looking at the guy's outfit.

"This is a necessary disguise!" said the suspicious man.

At this time, the waiter walked up to him, looked at him with suspicion, and asked, "Sir, do you need anything to drink?"

"Espresso, thank you," the man said, sitting down.

After the waiter left, the suspicious man asked, "No one is following you, right?"

Qian Xiaoyi rolled his eyes: "Hey... do you think we are meeting some kind of spy? Rather, you are more eye-catching when you are dressed like this, right? Look around, everyone is staring at you. Hey, that guy over there, stop taking pictures. He is a psychopath and will bite people."

The young man, who had wanted to take a photo of the suspected pervert and upload it to the Internet, immediately put away his phone and left when he heard this.

"..." The suspicious man was silent for a while, then hesitantly asked, "Is it really suspicious?"

"It's quite suspicious." Qian Xiaoyi said firmly, "Just like the pervert in the news who only wears a windbreaker on the outside."

"No wonder girls on the street are avoiding me..." The suspicious man gritted his teeth and took off his windbreaker and scarf, hat and sunglasses. Under his windbreaker was a rather high-end suit. Although he was still wearing a mask, he finally looked a little normal and no longer attracted attention.

"Mr. Nanajo, don't you have any other clothes?" Qian Xiaoyi asked, "Like ordinary casual clothes. Such a high-end suit is more suitable for formal occasions, not here. Who would wear this for shopping and drinking coffee?"

"Sorry." Nanajo Masato said embarrassedly, "Because I was wearing a windbreaker outside, I didn't think about taking it off, so I didn't change into other clothes... and I saw that the joints in the movies were all dressed like this..."

Qian Xiaoyi said with a smile: "You have been working in the TV station for quite some time, right? How come you don't even understand this? It is obvious that this is an artistic processing done in order to better highlight the attributes of the characters in the TV~"

"Okay, stop laughing at me." Nanajo Masato said angrily, "This is also my first time doing something like this. How would I know anything about this kind of thing?"

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Qian Xiaoyi leaned forward, knocked on the table, and asked in a low voice: "Did you bring the things?"

Nanajo Masato kept looking around, took out a pile of documents from his bag, and was also infected by the atmosphere. He whispered: "I brought everything you wanted... Wait, you are doing the same! It's like a spy meeting!"

"Haha, just a joke." Qian Xiaoyi took the documents from Qi Tiao Zhengren and began to look through them.

Nanajo Masato's coffee arrived. He picked up the saucer, took a sip, frowned, put it down, and asked, "How is it, did you see anything?"

In fact, what Qian Xiaoyi is looking at now is not some confidential documents, but the structural diagrams of the top few floors of the WTV building. Although it is very mysterious to ordinary employees, it is not a restricted area for middle-level and above cadres, not to mention Nanajo Masato, who can go up and visit with just a greeting, and there are people to receive and guide him. "Is this Studio No. 10? What is it usually used for shooting?" Qian Xiaoyi asked, pointing to an area on the floor plan.

Nanajo Masato took a look and said, "It's an open-air studio on the top floor. There's a big swimming pool. Sometimes it's used as a filming location for variety shows or photo albums for idol artists. There's a direct elevator."

Qian Xiaoyi asked, "Why does it feel like the top management wanted to swim, so they built a place like this on the top floor?"

"Ahem...that shouldn't be the case..." Nanajo Masato suddenly coughed.

"You...didn't you go swimming there?" Qian Xiaoyi asked suspiciously, "And you found two girls or something."

"I'm not looking for a girl." Nanajo Masato said quickly, "Sometimes the top executives would have a party there. I had just come back at that time and didn't know it was a studio. We had a meal there while touring the building, so I just swam there for a while!"

Qian Xiaoyi waved his hand: "It doesn't matter... By the way, what kind of room is this? It says lounge? Isn't it too big?"

Nanajo Masato: "It is a rest area set up for the company's senior management in the company's office. The specifications are built according to the presidential suite. Sometimes it is also used as a rest area for VIPs to visit the company."

"It's very suspicious..." Qian Xiaoyi narrowed his eyes and looked at that place.

The WTV building has a total of 33 floors. The floors below the 30th are relatively normal, with various filming areas and office areas. However, the last 3 floors seem very uncoordinated. Even the director's office is on the 30th floor, while the remaining three floors are used as lounges on a large scale... So this is most likely where Usa Miura disappeared?
"Suspicious? What's suspicious?" asked Nanajo Masato.

"Nothing." Qian Xiaoyi shook his head. He couldn't tell the other party this information before he was completely sure that Nanajo Masato was reliable, so he said, "I'll take it back and take a look at it slowly. It should be okay, right?"

"It's up to you." Nanajo Masato said, "This is a photocopy. I made it using the copier in my own office. I've already returned the original."

Qian Xiaoyi said: "That's good."

After exchanging some information about the artists that they had collected during this period, Qian Xiaoyi said, "That's it for now. If there's any news or you need help, I'll let you know."

"Yeah." Shichijo Masato put on his windbreaker and prepared to leave. It was still a bit cold at this time, but this time he did not put on his sunglasses, hat and scarf. At least he did not look as suspicious as he did at the beginning.

The moment he stood up, his body suddenly stopped moving. Qian Xiaoyi just raised his head, only to see that this guy had sat back on the sofa, holding the armrests with his hands, his eyes closed, and it looked like he was about to fall down.

"Hey, what's wrong with you..." Qian Xiaoyi was about to help him, and then he saw a little bit of illusory black air coming out of Nanajo Masato's body. Qian Xiaoyi's fingers touched the black air and immediately shrank back as if they were electrocuted.

"This is..." Qian Xiaoyi looked at Nanajo Masato in surprise, thinking, "Curse?! He was cursed? How could it be? And this guy should be a materialist, right?"

Nanajo Masato recovered immediately, and the black energy on his body disappeared without a trace. He grabbed two sugar cubes from the table and threw them into his mouth, saying, "Sorry... I have low blood sugar recently. Maybe it's because I haven't eaten well? I was too busy looking up information... I'd better order something to eat before leaving."

(End of this chapter)