The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 592 Eye of the Storm (3)

On the way to the supermarket, Inuyama Heita was still thinking about what flavor of instant noodles to buy for his home, but because of the recent murders, he became more vigilant, so when he turned a corner, he suddenly noticed two strangers following him.

At first he thought that the other party was just an ordinary man and woman on the street, but to be on the safe side, he planned to take a detour and choose a route with more pedestrians to go to the supermarket.

In the end, he still couldn't shake off the other person, which made him sure that the other person was following him. And most importantly! The woman in sportswear really had a sword bag on her back!
"Samurai sword killer?! There are actually two of them?" Inuyama Heita was sweating coldly on his forehead, so when he passed another corner, he ran away and took out his cell phone to call for help.

"Ah, he ran away." Fuki Yin sighed when he saw Inuyama Heita running so fast: "Oh... What a troublesome commission... Forget it, let's just leave it at that for today, let's go back first, I don't have the energy anyway. Yoko, we... Yoko?!"

He only saw his wife's back gradually receding.

"Want to run?!" Fushigi Yoko walked very fast, and the ponytail behind her head fluttered because she ran so fast.

Inuyama Heita, who was in front, saw the woman with the sword bag on her back getting closer and closer to him, and he ran faster in fear. In panic, he tapped the screen of his mobile phone, trying to call Qian Xiaoyi, but because he ran too fast and moved too violently, he always tapped the wrong number.

"Damn it! I have to run to a crowded place to call for help! There must be patrol police on the street!" Inuyama Heita was about to turn around, and subconsciously looked back. He was almost scared to death because the female murderer was very close to him, and was reaching out her hand with a ferocious face to grab his collar.

"I got you, little brat!" Fushigi Yoko showed a triumphant expression, grabbed Inuyama Heita's clothes, panted and said proudly: "When I was in college, I ran a 12-meter race in seconds! You are too young to run away from me!"

"Let me go!" Inuyama Heita knocked Fushiki Yoko's hand away, then made a boxing stance towards Fushiki Yoko, feeling very nervous. Although the person in front of him did not look like a perverted murderer, who knew what a murderer looked like in normal times!
Seeing this, Fushigi Yoko raised her eyebrows and said with interest: "Oh? You want to fight? I didn't expect you to be a bad boy? Then I will accompany you to the end!"

She pulled out a bamboo sword from the sports sword bag on her back and said with great enthusiasm, "Come on, little devil!"

"Bamboo sword? Not katana?" Inuyama Heita was stunned, but now that the other party obviously wanted to beat him, he had no time to think about those things.

The two men had solemn expressions and were ready for battle. The battle was about to break out. Passers-by around them all avoided them, not wanting to have anything to do with them.

"Huh... Huh... You better calm down!" Fumu Yin panted like a broken bellows and stumbled after her. He bent down with one hand on his knee and held Fumu Yoko's arm with the other hand. He panted and said, "Why are you chasing me?"

Fushigi Yoko was puzzled: "If he runs, I will chase him."

Fushigi Yin said: "If you don't want to be photographed online, put away the bamboo sword. We are not here to fight with high school students. Please restrain yourself a little, Yoko."

Fushigi Yoko also saw that a few pedestrians on the street not far away had secretly picked up their phones to take pictures of this place. She could only put the bamboo sword back into the sword bag embarrassedly and laughed dryly: "Ahahaha... Sorry, sorry, I accidentally got carried away."

Inuyama Heita put down his fist and stared at the two people in front of him with empty eyes: What are they here for?
Noticing Inuyama Heita's eyes, Fushigi Yin coughed dryly, then took out a poster, opened it like a salesman, and said expressionlessly: "Um... "Tokimeki Bishoujo Adventure 2" is in production, but an important producer is missing. Can you tell me?"

Inuyama Heita was stunned when he saw the game poster. His mind went blank. The other party chased him all the way, just for this? "No!" Inuyama Heita shook his head quickly and became alert: "Their target is not me, but Mr. Ken!"

Seeing that the Immaculate Spirit was not attracted out, Fumu Yin nodded and said, "As expected, Mr. Jian is not here with you? Well, this is also natural..."

"Do you know Ajian?" Inuyama Heita asked curiously.

"We know each other, I guess." Fuki Yin said, "Although I was commissioned by someone, it's not something you need to keep secret... My name is Fuki Yin, and this is my wife, Fuki Yoko. We are exorcists, and we are your predecessors. Now I've accepted the commission from Mr. Shichijo Masato, and I want to take Mr. Ken back."

Inuyama Heita breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it had nothing to do with the murderer. He had been suffering from nervous breakdown recently because of the samurai sword murderer, and he found everyone he saw on the street suspicious.

He said, "Sure enough, is it Mr. Nanajo? I see, but Mr. Ken is not here with me."

"Well, it's at your boss's place, right?" Fumu Yin showed an expression of annoyance, put away the poster, and said, "Anyway, you should be very clear about what's going on with Mr. Nanajo. He urgently needs Mr. Ken's help, so he asked us to pick him up."

Inuyama Heita nodded: "I understand."

Then he shut up and started playing dumb.

Fuki Yin said helplessly: "So can you let us meet Mr. Ken?"

"No." Inuyama Heita shook his head. Now Brother Oto also needs Mr. Ken, and he is a ghost and will definitely not be able to resist the temptation of obsession. If the other party sees Mr. Ken, Mr. Ken will definitely go with them.

"But..." Fumu Yin scratched his head: "According to the agreement between Mr. Nanajo and Mr. Qian, Mr. Jian is a free man, right? Not Mr. Qian's slave. So he has the right to decide where to go, right? You just took Mr. Jian away like this, isn't that a violation of the agreement?"

Inuyama Heita said, "What you said makes sense, but I have finished my part-time job and am ready to go home. It is not working time now, so I cannot take you to see Mr. Ken."

"Hiss~ That makes sense!" Fushigi Yoko gasped: "That's definitely not possible."

"Which side are you from?" Fumu Yin sighed helplessly: "I understand, that's it for today, sorry to bother you, let's go home, Yoko."

"Okay~~~" Fushiki Yoko followed her husband, leaving Inuyama Heita confused: What on earth are these two guys here for?

(End of this chapter)