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

Chapter 385 The Breath of the Companion

"Tens, hundreds, thousands, millions...are there actually so many..."

"Could it be that because there have been so many 'supernatural cases' recently, Section 9 has more funding than before?"

What Higashino Yoshiei didn't know was that what really surprised Xia Fan was not the 13 million yen in royalties from the three songs "Sakura", "Red Lotus" and "I Once Thought of Ending It All"...

It was another "royalty fee" that arrived quietly the day before yesterday...

A total of 40 million yen!
It goes without saying that this is the "consultancy fee" attributed to Xia Fan in the recent "Amabie" incident.

"Hello, is this President Saejima? I'm Xia Fan..."

"The construction of the house is going smoothly. The foundation has been laid. Thank you for your hard work. But I called to talk about the loan..."

"The bank is reviewing the application and will it release the loan soon? No, I don't want you to rush the bank. I want to cancel the loan application..."

"Yes, that's right. I plan to pay in full... Yes, please, okay, that's it..."

Ignoring Dong Ye who was muttering, Xia Fan directly called President Yadao and canceled the loan application generously.

Because of his illness over the years, his family has been under pressure of debt, so Xia Fan was very traumatized by the idea of ​​"being in debt" and immediately decided to use the income to buy land and build a house.

"Hey, hey, hey...you kid...uncle, I still have 20 years left on my mortgage..."

"Now you know how incredible the royalty income is, right?"

Looking at Xia Fan who hung up the phone, Higashino Yoshiei had a jealous expression on his face and even forgot to step on the accelerator when the green light came on.

Although he holds the agency contracts for Xia Fan and "Xia Fan", Dong Ye has always been helping Xia Fan. Even though his income from song royalties has improved significantly, the company has only asked for a meager "hardship fee".

"Well, Uncle Dongye, you are right. Music creation is indeed very important. I will pay more attention to it..."

"Besides, Section Chief Yamazaki asks me almost every day when I will go to the office. I left early this afternoon to go to the music club."

Xia Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking towards the far end of the road ahead...

There, the towering B Company building is getting closer and closer.

……

What Xia Fan and Higashino Yoshiei, who were chatting, didn't notice was that there was a white car that had been following Higashino's shabby car from the J Society subway exit.

"The car in front is confirmed to be registered under the name of Xia Fan's agent, Higashino Yoshihide."

"The current route is not to go back to his home or Tokyo University of the Arts, so where should we go..."

"This Xia Fan left J-company much earlier than other members on his first day. He must have some special schedule. I hope we can find some useful 'dirty information' about him."

In the passenger seat, Fukuyama was typing on his laptop, constantly looking up relevant information.

"It's no use analyzing for so long. Just follow them and you'll know..."

"If I give him five parking spaces, my AE86 can easily hold this kind of broken car."

In the driver's seat, Miyamoto held the steering wheel and stared at the taillights of Yoshihide Higashino's car with sharp eyes.

For him, this kind of "following the car and shooting" is a job that is as familiar as breathing.

Under his control, the white car hid in the traffic like a fish in water, following Xia Fan and the other person silently.

"Wait, I feel like something is not right..."

Stopping at a red light, Miyamoto seemed to have discovered something and checked the dashcam...

"what happened?"

Fushan also stopped what he was doing and looked over curiously. "I was wondering, how come I smelled the scent of my own kind..."

"Sure enough, they almost fooled me... We were not the only ones following Xia Fan's car!"

"This car, and this car, are just like us. They have been following Xia Fan since they came out of J Club!"

Miyamoto pointed to the two commercial vehicles that appeared one after another in the dashcam to Fukuyama.

"These two cars used a very professional 'take turns following' technique, which avoided the disadvantage of 'single car tailing' where the same license plate repeatedly appeared behind and aroused suspicion..."

"Now, one car has secretly driven in front of Xia Fan, and the other one is behind us."

As he spoke, he glanced coldly at the lane behind him on the right...

There, one of the commercial vehicles was waiting in the traffic flow at the traffic light.

"Wait a moment, let me check..."

"These two cars are registered in the names of different car rental companies. From the legal representative, equity penetration, and actual controller information, it is impossible to tell who is behind them..."

Fushan immediately entered the license plate of the car into the dark web database for query, but failed to obtain more useful information.

"Humph, I also rented my car from a car rental company for a long time, and the lessee's information has absolutely nothing to do with me..."

"No need to bother looking it up, this technique is definitely from my peers!"

After hearing the results of this inquiry, Miyamoto became even more certain about the identities of the two cars.

"Your colleagues, the paparazzi from other media?"

"It's not surprising. After all, Xia Fan just debuted with the highest popularity in such a large-scale talent show. He is a target with enough public opinion value."

"No, Xia Fan must be destroyed in my hands. I can't let other guys get there first!"

Fushan glanced at the business car in the rearview mirror and gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry. The paparazzi circle is not big. They often resell photos to each other. Almost all of them are acquaintances. Go over and take a look. Maybe you can recognize their faces and see which news agency's friends are following..."

The traffic light turned from red to green, and traffic began to flow again. Miyamoto deliberately slowed down the car, his eyes fixed on the black business car that was getting closer and closer in the rearview mirror.

In the slow flow of traffic, the black business car and the white sedan gradually moved to a parallel position.

"It's now……"

Miyamoto and Fukuyama in the car took a deep breath at the same time, and cast their burning gazes into the window of the business car!

As if entering bullet time, the world around me began to slow down, and the things inside the commercial vehicle gradually became clearer...

"The driver and the co-pilot are strangers..."

"This uniform and formal black suit... doesn't look like something a paparazzi would wear..."

"The second row of windows has been well protected from peeping. Although I can't see if there are other people, it's obviously prepared for 'big shots' to take aboard..."

Seeing two men in suits and ties with serious expressions in the first row of the business car, Miyamoto instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

He did not sense any "same kind" aura from these two people, but rather a very strong and terrifying aura.

"Wait... that thing behind the windshield... do you see it..."

Suddenly, behind the windshield of the business car, an inconspicuous black long metal object appeared, causing Miyamoto's pupils to shrink.

(End of this chapter)