Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

"Is that so? His 'frontal competition' is better than those who use tricks behind the scenes..."

Xia Fan seemed to understand something and smiled indifferently.

"You're not angry at all?"

"Perhaps, I should label myself as 'the big devil's loyal black lieutenant'. Anyway, we non-Chinese are best at playing this kind of role in movies..."

Seeing Xia Fan so calm, Martin had an idea and stroked his chin to seriously think about the feasibility.

"Xia Fan, you're amazing!"

"That's right, 'Oxygen Bomb'. The other team has all the dancers, and they can still win!"

"It's too fierce. The elbow loop at the end is so difficult that I can feel the difficulty even through the screen..."

"Hey, let's praise Martin Luther King for trying his best..."

"Well, Martin, you ride your bike pretty well, and you can tell you have a driver's license."

Then, Jack, Basong and several other international trainees all came over to congratulate them.

The trainees who had finished their performances earlier were naturally also watching the live broadcast through the monitors in the backstage, and they enjoyed the entire process of Xia Fan's team's sharp group dance, as well as the final elbow loop that pierced the stage.

"Xia Fan, actually won by a large margin again..."

"Even Takahashi Yu's team, with their proud dance, couldn't beat him..."

"Does this guy really have no weaknesses?"

The other trainees seemed to be chatting about what was happening on the stage, but fearful glances kept passing over Xia Fan.

From appearance, eyes, temperament to vocal and dancing, they could hardly see any "shortcomings" in Xia Fan that could create an opportunity to overtake.

"Um, excuse me, Mr. Xia Fan..."

Suddenly, a female staff member wearing a mask and a small suit walked up to Xia Fan and greeted him politely.

Chapter 295: The Poor Male Informant About to Be Punished by God

2024-07-13

"Jinguji?! How did you…"

Just by hearing this refreshing voice, a certain ancient title, and those sharp autumn eyes, Xia Fan could tell who the person was without even looking at the face.

"The company has a special document that needs to be discussed with you in person."

Jinguji Aoi winked at him, emphasizing the words "special" and "alone".

"Okay, there's a separate meeting room over there."

Xia Fan nodded in understanding and took her to another area.

"Although I can't see her face, just looking at her eyes, I can guarantee that she is a great beauty!"

"That's great. Are all the female assistants at Company B of this standard?"

"A man and a woman alone in a room, is this the legendary 'special report from the female assistant'?"

"I wonder if it's too late to change my ticket to the Combustion Department now?"

The abandoned roommates and teammates watched the two leave with envy on their faces.

……

"This conference room is usually used by external vocal and dance teachers for meetings, so there is no audio or camera."

Xia Fan brought Jinguji Aoi into a narrow meeting room and turned on the lights.

"The camera is not a problem."

"Congratulations on winning the show, Mr. Xia Fan... Sorry, you must be surprised to see me in the studio suddenly, right?"

Aoi Jinguji took off her mask and bowed slightly to him.

"Yes, I am a little surprised..."

"You came all the way to see me in disguise. Is there something you need to tell me in person?"

Xia Fan poured her a cup of black tea and asked carefully.

According to past practice, during the recording of the program, Jinguji Aoi contacted him through text messages and phone calls...

If there were no special circumstances, there would be no need for her to come in person for the interview and risk exposing the relationship between Xia Fan and Lesson 9.

"There has been a major breakthrough in the Amabie case."

Aoi Jinguji looked out the corridor cautiously.

"A member of the Psychic Association looked up a legend in a book..."

"In the middle of April of the third year of the Koka era in the Edo period, a mermaid named Amabie appeared in the ancient Higo Province in Kumamoto Prefecture. She stopped the plague that was rampant at the time and predicted a good harvest in the coming year. Therefore, she was widely believed by local residents."

After making sure no one was eavesdropping, she closed the door and spoke in a low voice.

"According to the description in this legend, this Amabie seems to be a good god. But what these believers are doing now doesn't match up with him?"

Having witnessed the evil of "Amabie" with his own eyes, Xia Fan naturally smiled without comment.

"In order to take advantage of human greed to gain faith, these legends praising gods are mostly packaged and beautified by believers. The truth of history is often only more cruel and weird..."

"Based on the current intelligence, this 'Amabie' should be a monster that can control diseases. I don't know when it touched the threshold of 'faith' and began to secretly develop believers."

"I originally planned to inform you about these things after Mr. Xia Fan finished recording today..."

Aoi Jinguji took a sip of hot tea to moisten her throat which was hoarse from cheering for someone.

"Lesson 9: This morning, in a grove along the Tokyo Bay, several Amabie followers were arrested for committing prostitution and theft in the name of ritual."

"One of them is a high-ranking 'sacrificer'. We got a lot of useful information out of him..."

"These loose organizations that believe in Amabie, and call themselves 'homes', actually obey a woman named 'Jizi'. They believe she is the son of Amabie."

"According to this person, 'Ji Zi' has already identified the male informant who reported to the police and caused them to become 'homeless'. They have also sent out the strongest assassin in the organization to inflict divine punishment on him!"

Her face was tense and she continued to explain her purpose in a serious tone.

"The son of God of Amabie, that is, like Takenaka Masahiro, the 'agent' of the evil god? Wait..."

Xia Fan listened carefully, and suddenly realized something. He pointed at himself and said, "That poor male informant who was targeted by the 'strongest assassin' and was about to be 'punished by God', isn't he talking about me?"

"That's right. They must have used illegal means to obtain the public surveillance footage of that day and found out Mr. Xia Fan's identity. The police cannot escape blame for such a low-level 'intelligence leak'."

"After learning that you were in danger, Section 9 immediately took security measures for you and your family and friends."

"The situation at the program recording site is currently stable, please rest assured..."

Shrinking her neck, Aoi Jinguji lowered her head apologetically, and her voice became weaker.

It was indeed an oversight on Lesson 9’s part that it did not clean up the image data from public cameras around the scene of the incident after destroying the “House of the Soul”.

After prying out information from the "devotee" who was arrested naked, Section 9 skillfully activated the "Eleventh District's Strongest Security Team."

Because she couldn't contact Xia Fan who was recording a program, and didn't want to alert the enemy, Jinguji Aoi came to the "Idol Birth Festival" recording site by posing as Yayoi Tsuki's assistant.

From the moment she arrived, the entire studio building had been surrounded by a presidential-level security force. In addition to the on-site security being secretly replaced, there were even four snipers on standby on the rooftop of a nearby building.

The information group of Lesson 9 also hacked into all the networked cameras of the program team, and repeatedly dug into the identities of every staff member and audience member on the scene during the performance, analyzing their connection with the "Amabie" faith organization.

"I'm not afraid of the 'strongest assassin' coming to my door, I just hope it doesn't involve other people."

"Why not, during the two days between recordings of the show, I'll wander around outside and see if I can lure out the assassin..."

Xia Fan was considered an experienced person when it came to "supernatural assassinations", so he didn't react too much.

Right now, the second round of performances has come to an end, the trainees and the audience will leave one after another, and soon only a few post-production staff from the program team will be left in the photography building...

Even if the assassin suddenly jumped out, the risk of causing a "mass incident" would have been greatly reduced.

"Understood. We will maintain security and intensify the search for the Amabie followers and the 'taboo' to resolve potential threats as soon as possible..."

"That's roughly what happened. If I stayed too long it would arouse suspicion, so I left first."

Jinguji Aoi picked up the "document" that was used as a cover, put on her mask again, looked at Xia Fan reluctantly, and left the meeting room.

"Command, this is the 'Witch'. We have completed the 'connection' mission and are evacuating the security area..."

Walking along the corridor, Aoi Jinguji reported to the headset.

"Command received."

"Analysis of on-site personnel information shows no abnormalities. Camera surveillance shows that everything is normal in the studio. Please evacuate as planned."

On the other end of the line, Inspector Higurashi, who was waiting in the command vehicle outside, responded quickly.

"Miko received."

The moment the call ended, a blonde trainee, still wearing her performance costume, passed by Jinguji Aoi along the corridor...

Chapter 296 The Strongest Assassin

2024-07-13

"?!"

Jinguji Aoi paused and turned around suddenly...

Her pupils shrank like needles, fixed on the man's back.

The performance had just ended and the audience had basically left. Most of the trainees were still busy removing their makeup and packing their luggage. It was very normal to meet trainees in the backstage area.

What surprised her was that there was a dark foul air following the trainee as he walked, flowing out from between his swinging fingers...

Before Jinguji Aoi could react, Xia Fan just walked out of the meeting room and prepared to remove her makeup.

"Hey, Xia Jun, I've been looking for you so hard!"

Seeing Xia Fan, the trainee smiled brightly...

"Senior Chai Dao...what do you want from me?"

Xia Fan recognized immediately that this person was his schoolmate, Makoto Shibata, who had been able to fill in for the second round of performances.

"Of course I came all the way here to congratulate you. You won the performance again!"

Shibata Makoto responded excitedly and quickened his pace towards Xia Fan.

"Thank you, senior..."

Xia Fan felt something strange about the other party's overly enthusiastic attitude...

"It seems your group also won, let's congratulate each other."

But his first reaction was that Shibata Makoto was just like the other trainees, trying to be friendly in order to get some shots and exposure from him, so he responded politely.

In this round of performances, Shibata Makoto's team easily won the victory because one of the trainees on the opponent's side "accidentally" suffered from the rare "anal loose hemorrhoid syndrome" and was absent.

"Well, both of them won. They are worthy of the name of Tokyo University of the Arts. It is indeed a cause for celebration!"

When he was just one step away, Shibata Makoto opened his arms, as if wanting to give him a big hug...

"Senior Chaidao, what is that in your hand..."

His hands, which were originally hidden at his sides, appeared clearly in front of Xia Fan...

The foul air, like black mist, leaked out from between the fingers like liquid.

"Nothing, just a hug representing passion and friendship..."

With his mouth twisted into a grin, his bloodshot eyes bulging outward, Shibata Makoto threw himself at Xia Fan in a bear hug...

As long as he gives the other person a "death hug" here and then leaves as if nothing happened, he can complete the "mission" given by God.

With this "lethal dose" of scales, Xia Fan would only be able to survive until the end of the recording and return home, before he would die in endless pain...

And he, Shibata Makoto, will become a favorite of Lady Jizi, and may even have a chance to kiss her...

Be it the police or the mysterious supernatural agency, they will never find out about it.

But what Shibata Makoto could not have expected was that Xia Fan in front of him, with a nimble step, narrowly avoided his hug in the narrow corridor.

"Don't be shy, Xia Jun, accept the senior's sincere congratulations..."

Shibata Makoto smiled awkwardly and turned his head, spreading his arms again, wanting to give Xia Fan another "hug" like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food...