The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 860 Hundred Ghosts Night Parade
"Last night in the early hours of the morning, after months of careful investigation, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department successfully cracked a major child trafficking case, raided a criminal gang's base in the suburbs of Tokyo, and rescued 38 trafficked children. Previously, a video of this kidnapping gang went viral on the Internet. In response, the police said that the Metropolitan Police Department had been closely monitoring this group of criminals..."

The TV was broadcasting last night's breaking news. A police officer who looked to be of high rank was being interviewed. His face was beaming with praise for how swiftly the Metropolitan Police Department acted. They had completed the operation without harming any of the kidnapped children. This was a significant achievement both in Japan and around the world, enough to leave a mark in the textbooks for training police officers.

"As for whether this group of criminals is related to the Hope Church that has been popular recently as stated in the video circulating on the Internet, there is not enough evidence to prove this. We still need a more careful investigation before we can come to a conclusion. Please rest assured, citizens..."

Nanajo Nakamura sat in a wheelchair, turned his eyes away from the TV, and turned to look at Nanajo Hiroshi who was watching TV with relish. Although it was only early in the morning, the table in the room was already filled with delicacies from land and sea, and sake was also indispensable. This scene had become the norm during this period.

"It looks like their action was successful, right?" Nanajo Yang shook his head and said to himself, "But it seems that the Hundred Ghosts have also made an effort. I have to work harder here as well. I can't let these things be suppressed so easily..."

Last night, it wasn't just Inuyama Heita and his men who were fighting, there were also battles in other places. Although this struggle was bloodless, it was no less dangerous than theirs.

Nanajo said to the nurses and doctors who were on standby: "I'm leaving now. Grandpa will be handed over to you."

"Yes, Master Yang." The medical team quickly agreed.

Afterwards, Nanajo was pushed out of the room in a wheelchair by his bodyguards. With the upcoming Aquarius Festival about to begin, he still had a lot of things to do.

In the room, Nanajo Hiroshi was still the same, not paying any attention to the surrounding environment. He just drunkenly tasted sake while watching TV. In front of him, the two guys were still quarreling as usual.

"Hahaha~ Senior Brother Jingde, did you see that? You're almost finished!" Taoist Lingkong clapped his hands in glee, "Now even the monsters from the Hundred Ghosts won't dare to openly help the Hope Cult, right?"

"Shut up, you old thing!" Taoist Jingde was a little exasperated: "So what? As long as I'm still alive, everything can be saved! As long as the Aquarius Festival can be held smoothly, everything will be fine!"

“Haha~” Taoist Lingkong looked at him meaningfully: “With my disciple there, do you really think you can succeed? You’ve already lost to him once.”

"He is quite capable." Taoist Jingde sneered, "But I can't imagine how he can stop the parade of tens of thousands of fanatical believers. As long as Amahara Mari gives the order, as long as he dares to appear there... a small stampede will kill him and his friends."

Taoist Lingkong smiled and said, "That kid is not stupid. He will definitely think of this kind of thing. So, let's wait and see, and see clearly what method he uses to completely defeat you."

Taoist Lingkong's words made Taoist Jingde's face gloomy. Now that he has become what he is now, how dare he look down on that insidious boy?

And there was another person who shared the same sorrow as him.

A luxurious RV was parked in the camping ground that was packed with floats. At this moment, a crisp cracking sound came from the RV, as if something was smashed.

"Asshole! Idiot!" Amahara Mari held a baseball bat in his hand and smashed the poor TV again and again. He shouted angrily: "Why! Why was that place discovered by the enemy? Why only today? It was obviously the most important time, but such a mistake happened! Sasaki, that idiot! Why is he still alive? He should die! Die on his own initiative!"

If the believers saw their founder become like this, without any of his usual holiness and dignity, they would definitely be disappointed, but fortunately there were no outsiders in the RV, including Amahara Mari, there were only three people. Father Kamino sat on the sofa nearby, with no intention of comforting Amahara Mari, just crossed his legs and slowly flipped through the Bible, as if nothing had happened.

Chizuru Hayafune stood calmly in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the car window. The weather here was very good today, and the camping site had a wide view, so Mount Fuji could be easily seen. Her eyes were a little empty, and no one knew what she was thinking.

None of them paid any attention to Mari Amahara's outburst, and they just quietly did their own things.

After Mari Amahara had vented his anger and smashed all the expensive decorations in the car, he finally returned to his original appearance. Mari Amahara was now wearing a white robe, had long hair, a headband, and a carefully groomed beard. He looked like an Asian version of a Western saint.

He took a deep breath and began to tidy up his appearance in front of the cracked mirror. The Aquarius Festival was about to begin, and he couldn't afford to embarrass himself in front of so many people.

"Have you calmed down?" Father Kamino closed the Bible and said, "'An impatient man acts foolishly, but if he is patient, he is wise.' Things are not yet irreversible."

"Calm down? How do you want me to calm down?!" Amahara Mari was getting angry again: "It's too hasty to hold the festival at this time, but those two idiots Sasaki and Takadera were arrested last night! Dozens of spiritual children were discovered! If either of them gives in, the Hope Cult will be finished! I will be finished too! I will definitely go to jail! I've been to jail before and I don't want to go there again!"

Father Kamino shook his head. “They know the sins they have committed, and they won’t betray us so easily, even for their own sake.”

Amahara Mari roared, "——When the enemy was broadcasting live, they took the initiative to expose their relationship with the Church of Hope! They admitted it themselves! If the enemy has solid evidence, then after this festival, I will be thrown into prison! In that case, the Church of Hope will be finished!"

"So what?" asked Father Kamino.

"What did you say?" Amahara Mari's eyes widened. "Then we will be judged as a cult! Our original plan of gradually reaching the top through politics will not work! I cannot have any stains!"

"Then let's take a different approach." Father Kamino said, "As long as you complete this ritual, even if you are in prison, the believers will still believe in you as a god, and the Church of Hope will not disband. It doesn't matter whether you are in prison or not. With this, you will not be abandoned by the ghosts - as long as you complete the ritual."

After hearing these words, Amahara Mari's eyes became firm: "Yes, you are right... We haven't lost yet!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

A pleasant female voice came from outside the door: "I am very sorry to disturb your rest, Master, it is almost time to set off. We need to arrive at the starting point of the convoy before the festival begins. Are you ready?"

"..." Amahara Mari straightened her clothes, and then said in a sacred and ethereal tone: "I understand, let's get started."

(End of this chapter)