Chapter 39 Lucky Mutual Aid Club (31)
"Mr. Qian...what are you talking about?" Heita Inuyama looked at Qian Xiaoyi as if he were looking at a stranger. He said in disbelief: "We The purpose is to destroy this organization that deceives everyone. Now that our purpose has been achieved, you say that you want to become the next Lucky Mutual Aid Association? "Continue to deceive and harm people?"
Qian Xiaoyi persuaded: "We We can do it in a better way, we can do better than them, and if you save him, he may continue to deceive others, so just leave him alone, okay?”
“Forgive me? I refuse." Inuyama Heita said in disgust: "Please let me go."
"What if I don't let you go? Heita-kun, society is not black and white, so many resources are left unused. "It's such a waste. Instead of giving it to others, it's better to hold it in our own hands, so that we can follow our own ideas and make it beneficial to society. It can be said to be a win-win situation." Qian Xiaoyi's expression turned cold. Down: "This is good for both of us! I understand that you don't want to be a member of an evil organization, but can you tell me the reason why you want to save Harada? Don't tell me that you are the kind of person in the comics that everyone wants to save. Gentle high school student protagonist, this guy is not a good person. I have been planning for so long and all the arrangements are for this moment. I can’t let you ruin my good deeds!”
"He is guilty and deserves to be punished, I know." Inuyama Heita replied: "But I can't accept his death in such a ridiculous way as being killed by a ghost! And... I can't accept Mr. Money like this... I have A question, please answer me."
Qian Xiaoyi frowned and looked at him: "Ask me."
Inuyama Heita asked: "The first time we met, you saved me. , and gave me a half-price lunch. Was that your plan at that time?"
Qian Xiaoyi said: "I'm not a god, how could I predict so far?"
"Really?" Heita Inuyama nodded: "Thank you."
Suddenly, Heita Inuyama punched Qian Xiaoyi in the face, knocking him staggering. Heita Inuyama took the opportunity to break free from the restraints, turned around, holding two rulers in his hand, and pointed towards Taro Harada's head firmly. Run in the direction.
"Oh...you are so cruel, you brat." Qian Xiaoyi muttered, covering his sore nose.
Heita Inuyama took out a plastic bag from his pocket, pulled it into a strip, and quickly tied it to the broken part of the ruler. He completed the simple repair. He waved the ruler to drive away the imps. The little ghosts felt the threat of the ruler, gave up attacking Harada Taro, and scattered to the side. Inuyama Heita took the opportunity to stand in front of Harada Taro, staring at these little things in a panic.
There was a stalemate between the two sides. Matsui's kid seemed to be bolder. It opened its mouth like a ferocious big rat and rushed straight to Inuyama Heita's face. Inuyama Heita exclaimed. , subconsciously hit the magic ruler in his hand towards the kid. In the end, the blow hit him, and the kid retreated in horror as if he had been touched by a red-hot iron. However, the plastic bag is really not a good material for repairing the magic weapon. With just a wave, the untied half of the magic ruler flew far away. , the warm feeling in the hand disappeared again.
"Yeah!" The little ghosts seemed to understand that Inuyama Heita had no one to rely on now, and crawled towards Harada behind him again. At this time, Harada had fallen into a semi-conscious state, with a painful expression and mumbling. Unexplained gibbering.
"Go away! Don't come here!" Heita Inuyama stretched out his hand to push these brats away, but his hands passed through the other person's body, as if they were stirred into cold muddy water. He could feel them but could not stop them. Instead, Inuyama Heita felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he had fallen into an ice hole.
Qian Xiaoyi said not far away: "Hey, Heitaro, your connection with them is too weak to affect them. If you continue to be in contact like this, it will only make you sick. Anyway, you You can't save Harada, so let it go. When it's done, I'll call you a lucky partner. Help the Holy Son, how about it?”
Inuyama Heita turned a deaf ear and saw that these brats ignored him, so he ran to the side, picked up the other half of the ruler, and tried to put it together, but this time the ruler could not be put together. There is no longer the warm current. It is obvious that this thing is completely broken.
"Damn it!" Inuyama Ping was too anxious, but he had no other choice but to watch as Harada Taro's breath became weaker and weaker...
Bang!
"Police! No one is allowed to move!" Suddenly, the door of the venue was kicked open. A middle-aged man in a gray suit and several police officers came in aggressively from outside the door. Suzuki, who had just ran out, was there. Behind them, they seemed to be leading the way.
As the sealed door of the venue was opened, a gust of wind was brought in, blowing away the thin smoke surrounding the stage. Inuyama Heita only felt the fresh air blowing towards his face. It made him feel much more comfortable, and also changed the atmosphere in the venue. Inuyama Heita was surprised to find that those imps actually dissipated with the gust of wind and the smoke, leaving only Harada Taro lying there groaning.
"What are you doing? Why is it so dark inside? Didn't you turn on the lights?" said the middle-aged policeman, and pressed the switch button beside the door. Light suddenly returned to the venue, and it was no longer just around the stage. Those lights were turned off, and the depressing atmosphere of the venue changed.
"Police?! Why are the police here?" Hongo was a little nervous when he saw the police.
The middle-aged policeman looked around, showed his ID card, and said loudly: "I am Sae Yusuke, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Section 1, Criminal Investigation Division 9, we received a report from someone named Lucky Mutual Aid Association. The religious group is suspected of illegal corpse trading. Please cooperate with the investigation. You are all here, so come with us... hmm? You should be Mr. Qian, right?" Qian Xiaoyi said with a smile. It’s me, I reported it to the police.”
Zuojiang nodded: “Thank you for the reporting information, but I still need to trouble you to go to the police station to take notes and be questioned later.”
"It should be." Qian Xiaoyi said.
Everyone else was confused at this moment. Inuyama Heita's mind was blank and he didn't know what happened.
"Where is the patient? Who called the ambulance?" At this moment, several more medical staff carrying a stretcher ran in outside the door. Only then did everyone remember that Taro Harada was still lying on the ground convulsing, and suddenly there was another burst of chicken flying. The dog jumps.
Heita Inuyama carefully walked to Qian Xiaoyi and asked: "Mr. Qian... what is going on?"
"I said, I have made arrangements a long time ago. "Qian Xiaoyi smiled and patted Inuyama Heita on the shoulder and said: "By the way, congratulations, Heitaro?"
"Congratulations for what?"
Qian Xiaoyi said : "Of course, congratulations on passing the entry test~ From now on, you will be a formal employee of Ling Kong Office."
Inuyama Heita couldn't turn his head: "Wait a minute? Mr. Qian, could it be that... what you said before were all a test?"
"What's your name, Mr. Qian." Qian Xiaoyi said proudly: "My name is Brother Yi!"
"...Brother Yi."
(End of this chapter)