Chapter 11 Lucky Mutual Aid Club (3)
Although he was already seated, Inuyama Heita was still looking around in his seat, as if he was looking for something.
"Stop moving." Qian Xiaoyi sat next to him, leaning on the back of the seat, playing with his iron cigarette case in his hand, and said to himself: "What you are looking for "No one is in the audience."
Inuyama Heita turned his head and asked. : "Do you know where she is?"
"The action is too obvious. I already told you that we didn't come together. Turn your head and don't let anyone find out that we two know each other, otherwise the other party may be on guard. "Qian Xiaoyi opened the cigarette case and took one. With the cigarette in his mouth but not lit, he replied: "As for your question, it's easy to answer. That guy has been claiming that Lucky Mutual Aid is a legitimate organization. This should be true. With supernatural means , there is no need for him to violate public laws anymore . So I won’t use force to detain that little girl, let alone her mother who is a fanatical believer... Since she is not in the audience, she should be on the stage, which is why the man in the suit will let her You are here.”
"I see." Inuyama Heita lowered his voice.
At this moment, the party finally started, and an old man who looked like a very successful man walked onto the stage. Like Matsui, he was in a suit and leather shoes, with gray hair slicked back, and he had an extraordinary bearing. No one will question whether he is a minister in the government. But he didn't have that high-ranking and domineering attitude. Instead, he walked to the middle, picked up the microphone, and said with an approachable smile: "Gentlemen, how are you? I haven't seen you for so long. Everyone is doing well." LUCKY?”
“LUCKY!”
Members in the audience As if they had seen an idol, they responded excitedly. Some people in the first row even couldn't help but stretched out their hands and shouted excitedly: "President Oiwa! President Oiwa! Shake my hand! Grant me Good luck!" As soon as this person took the lead, others around him rushed to extend their hands, for fear of being delayed.
"Hahaha~ It seems that everyone is still in such good spirits, so I can rest assured." President Oiwa smiled heartily and said: "Shake hands, right? It's a trivial matter." After that, he walked over In the audience, those who were close to him shook hands with the members, and everyone who touched him looked radiant and energetic. Seeing that the people in front came into contact with the president, the people behind him stood up and wanted to come forward to contact him.
However, President Oiwa had already expected it, and returned to the stage after a brief contact with everyone in the audience. The remaining people were comforted and returned to their seats by the security guards who had already been in place. No chaos was caused, but the atmosphere was already disturbed. It's getting hot.
“Everyone will have the opportunity to shake hands.” President Oiwa said enthusiastically: “But if you spend all your time on this, I’m afraid it will delay everyone’s return home for dinner.”
"It's okay, I've already filled my stomach with free snacks!" came a reply from the audience, filling the venue with cheerful laughter. In this peaceful and joyful atmosphere, only two people were out of place. Qian Xiaoyi sat lazily on a stool, with half-lidded eyelids, holding an unlit cigarette and looking at President Oiwa on the stage. Suddenly, the surroundings The lively atmosphere made Inuyama Heita a little restless.
"Oiwa..." While President Oiwa on the stage was still greeting the members, Heita Inuyama took out the flyer, looked at it, and read: "'President and founder of the Lucky Mutual Aid Association - Oiwa Satoru, the mentor of lucky life, allows you to get out of the gloomy life and welcome the colorful future...'"
Looking at the crowd who were enthusiastic about Oiwa Satoru's appearance, he said worriedly: "Speaking of which, how did they do it? To make so many people believe in them, don't these people understand that just shaking hands can make people Is it unreasonable to get good luck?"
"When people are at a low point, they always need a spiritual sustenance," Qian Xiaoyi replied boredly: "As for why they become so. In this way, you will understand as long as you look carefully at the people around you."
Inuyama Heita looked around at the excited members. He didn't see anything at first, but after a while he discovered it. , the identities of these people seem to be different. There are middle-aged women in ordinary clothes, a Mediterranean uncle with a big belly, a young man with a killer look like a cowherd, a beautiful woman wearing a mask, a middle-aged man with a bad look on his face. There are even young social animals and even male elder sisters who are obviously unshaven but wearing heavy makeup. Although their identities are completely different, they have a common characteristic, that is, many of them are marginalized people in society. Although some of them look successful. There are not many elites among the people, but more of them are those at the bottom who have not achieved the freedom of wealth. They all have pilgrim-like piety on their faces, and they stare fanatically at President Oiwa on the stage.
"Understood?" Qian Xiaoyi said: "When escaping from reality, many people will make excuses for themselves and attribute the reasons why they cannot get ahead to various aspects to comfort themselves. There are People with religious beliefs will say that all this is God's arrangement, and that God will do the same for everyone. Those who do not believe in God will use common reasons such as social injustice and bad birth, and even blame all failures on it. As for the strange group on masturbation... Ahem, I'm going too far. In short, no matter what the reason is, these people are all the same. They just want to find a reason to put aside their responsibilities and stay together for warmth. The world is too chilling. This is the only haven for them to take refuge. Of course, these unscrupulous guys are just the atmosphere team in the game. They are equivalent to free players in the krypton gold game. They are responsible for serving as game content for the krypton gold players and as foils for them. Inconspicuous, but indispensable."
Looking at Qian Xiaoyi's eyes wandering back and forth, Inuyama Heita said: "So...are you looking for their real target?"
"Yes." Qian Xiaoyi's eyes were fixed on a middle-aged male member in front of him who was dressed in a more high-end dress, and he said casually: "Either he is rich, or he has a social status that can endorse the association's platform... …”
President Oiwa on the stage was still chattering away empty and inspiring words, to the effect that “no one is born a waste”, “the future is bright”, and “get to the top of life” And so on, and because the atmosphere of the whole place has been heated up, this guy simply responds to everything. No matter what he says, everyone is very excited. If you add a few "applause for understanding" at the end, then Qian Xiaoyi had no doubt that he had arrived at some MLM conference.
Finally, after ten minutes of warm-up by President Oiwa, Matsui, who had cleaned the cream off his clothes, appeared, took the microphone from President Oiwa, and said with a smile: "Thank you to us. Dear President, it’s time to move to the next stage. Let’s listen to the voices of the brothers and sisters in the meeting.”
(End of this chapter)