The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 742: The Narrow Gate (13)

"Of course I haven't forgotten it," Mike said. "Even though I was a little moved, I still remember why I went there."

After Mike gained the trust of other believers by telling his true experience, he also began to listen to other people's life situations.

In general, it's just - not very good.

But this is inevitable. If life is very good, family is harmonious, work is going well, how can anyone put their hopes on an illusory religion, except for those who have been influenced by it since childhood?
In the island nation of Japan, traditional Christian families do not account for a large proportion, so it is natural that the believers who come to church must be people who have encountered difficulties in life and want to seek spiritual sustenance.

Rather than facing the anxiety of the unknown, leaving all the explanations to "God", you will have someone to rely on no matter what. This choice is much easier than facing life head-on.

"That's why I say Father Kamino is a really good person." Mike said, "He treats the homeless equally. He doesn't stop them from entering the church just because they are dirty. He even organizes the distribution of free food to the poor homeless every once in a while."

Listening to Mike's description, Qian Xiaoyi, who had only met Father Zhiye once, suddenly had an image of a compassionate clergyman in his mind.

He then asked, "How many church members are there in this church? Are there any of them who suddenly stop coming?"

Qian Xiaoyi had previously instructed Mike to pay special attention to this aspect.

Mike said, "I just met those people, so it's not easy to ask about this kind of thing, because it would be too obvious. But in their conversations, I heard that there was a church member whose son owed gambling debts. That church member used to go to church every time, but he suddenly stopped going a month ago. From their conversation, I heard that the man's family situation is very poor, and his son is a homeless person who often steals things from home and sells them to gamble."

"That's it!" Qian Xiaoyi's eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you know that person's name?"

Mike replied, "It seems to be Mr. 'Jiuya'? That's probably the pronunciation. As for the Chinese characters, I'm not sure."

The pronunciation of Japanese names is separate from the kanji characters. Some names are pronounced completely differently from the general pronunciation, and it is common to see a kanji name and pronounce it incorrectly.

"Tavern? I see. Finally, there is a clue." Qian Xiaoyi nodded. "Thank you for your hard work, Mike. You should hide in that church first. If I really misunderstood Father Kamino, I will apologize to him. But before I find out his background, please be careful and don't expose yourself."

"I understand." Mike said with a smile: "After all, my identity is still an 'agent'~"

"It's almost time." Qian Xiaoyi left the bar seat and said, "Then I won't disturb your opening."

Maria asked, "Are you going to investigate, Great Detective?"

"You're annoying, Maria!" Qian Xiaoyi sighed, "I really doubt that I actually have any talent as a detective... Let's talk next time. I'm leaving now."

Maria looked at Qian Xiaoyi's back and said, "Have confidence, Mr. Detective. I have always believed that you are an excellent detective."

Qian Xiaoyi waved goodbye without even turning back and left the bar.

After returning to the office, Qian Xiaoyi sent a message to Zhang Chunfa.

It was a long time before Zhang Chunfa called.

"What's wrong? What do you want me to do, boss?" Zhang Chunfa asked jokingly. "You are the boss, Brother Zhang." Qian Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Can't I call you and invite you for tea if I have nothing to do? What are you busy with?"

"Drink tea? Come to my hotel, you can drink as much as you want." Zhang Chunfa said, "I was just checking the accounts in the office. There were people around, so it was inconvenient for me to answer the phone. Okay, stop talking nonsense and just tell me what you want me to do."

Qian Xiaoyi said seriously, "I need you to help me find information about a man. I only know that his last name should be 'Jiuwu' and he is a gambler who is in debt. I need his home address and basic information, quickly."

Zhang Chunfa asked: "Which casino did he gamble in? How much did he owe? What did he like to play? How old is he?"

Zhang Chunfa asked a series of questions, but Qian Xiaoyi just shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"You don't know anything?" Zhang Chunfa said with a smile, "Only one last name? Boss, don't tease me. Do you know how many casinos there are in Tokyo? Serious and frivolous ones, they are everywhere, from small chess and card rooms with a dozen people to underground casinos that can accommodate hundreds of people... Only one last name? Do you think I'm a god?"

Qian Xiaoyi said: "This matter is related to that organization, so I suspect he went to the casino under your jurisdiction. Don't forget what your casino was used to do."

Qian Xiaoyi suspected that since the Hope Sect and the Sword Cultivation Society were both subordinate organizations of the Hundred Ghosts, there might be a connection between them.

For example, if the Church of Hope wants to create an Aquarius, a desperate tragedy must occur, and the Golden God Game Hall needs to collect those fallen souls. The two are a perfect match! It is very likely that as soon as a fallen soul is seduced on this side, the family on the other side will collapse.

Train services.

These societies and cults have something in common: they will take advantage of their targets completely and will not let go until every last drop of money is squeezed out of them.

Zhang Chunfa heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Qian Xiaoyi's words: "Oh~ That's much simpler. I see, I'll give you an answer as soon as possible tonight. The name Jiuwu is also quite special, so it shouldn't be hard to notice. I'll have my men send me the list of debtors later, and I'll check them one by one."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Qian Xiaoyi hung up the phone.

Japanese surnames are all kinds of strange. It is said that there are more than 300,000 different surnames in Japan. Some rare surnames are only possessed by dozens of people in the entire country, so as long as you have a surname, you can sometimes lock down a person's information.

Sure enough, in the evening, Zhang Chunfa called again.

"I found out that in the casino under the Chuan Dao Society, there is only one person on the list of debtors whose name is pronounced 'Jiuwu'." Zhang Chunfa yawned and said, "I asked my confidant to ask him. He is a gangster in his twenties, a notorious unfilial son. He owes the casino more than one million yen, which is not much, but he can't even pay the interest. As for the casino, as you know, the interest is very high. But just last month, when the subordinates went to collect the debt, they found that the man was dead."

"Dead? How did he die?" Qian Xiaoyi immediately became excited after hearing this and all sleepiness disappeared.

Zhang Chunfa yawned again and said, "I heard that this bastard wanted to steal the property certificate to mortgage it so that he could continue gambling and make a comeback. But when he was fighting with his father for it, he accidentally fell down the stairs and died."

"What about his father?" Qian Xiaoyi asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Chunfa said, "There's no one in the house. I asked the neighbors, but they don't know where he went. Do you want to continue looking? I can have someone use his photo to continue looking, but don't hold your hopes too high."

"No need, it will alert the enemy." Qian Xiaoyi said, "And I think I already know where that person went... The clues are connected."

(End of this chapter)