Chapter 48 Sonic Weapons
They soon arrived at the KTV they had agreed to meet at, and Jiang Xia entered the private room.
In addition to Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Conan, there were four other people in the box. They were all members of the band, two men and two women.
Among them, the band's manager, Mari Terahara, a beautiful woman with short hair, was calmly ordering food, songs, and greeting guests with gentle and generous movements.
Jiang Xia couldn't help but keep his gaze on her for a long time.
——She was filled with murderous aura.
…
Mari Terahara didn't notice Jiang Xia's gaze and asked him to sit down.
There was no one too introvert in this group, and within a few minutes the box became lively.
After a few songs ended, Suzuki Sonoko took the microphone and glanced at the crowd. Suddenly, she saw Conan sitting on the sofa with his chin in his hand, with a look of boredom on his face.
Suzuki Sonoko looked at Conan, then looked at Jiang Xia who was sitting next to Conan, and narrowed her almond-shaped eyes cunningly.
After a moment, she came over, picked up Conan, and stuffed the microphone into his arms: "How can you act like an old man at such a young age? Come on, sing a song too!"
As she said this, she turned around naturally with the attitude of an overseer and sat in Conan's original seat.
Then she glanced to the side and her face blushed slightly.
Conan, who saw through everything: "..." If you want to sit next to Jiang Xia, just say so...
Conan sighed and wanted to move to another place to give the microphone to someone else.
However, others were curious about what song a first-grade kid would sing, and they all joined in the fun.
Conan couldn't refuse the invitation, so he hesitated for a moment and then reservedly ordered a song.
…
Conan is actually tone-deaf and his singing is so off-tune that it shakes the earth. But to be honest, he really likes singing, but no one was willing to listen to him before, so he had to suppress his hobby.
And now...
Conan held the microphone and glanced at the people in the box: "..."
These people asked him to sing, so it's not his fault...
…
At this time, Jiang Xia's attention was still on his agent Mari Terahara. When he saw Conan pick up the microphone, he didn't care too much.
As a "prophet", Jiang Xia certainly knows that Conan is tone-deaf.
But on second thought, how bad could a mere off-tune singing be?
…
Ten seconds later.
Conan's singing voice sounded melodiously in the box.
The whole audience was shocked. Jiang Xia's hand holding the biscuit froze and fell into dead silence.
“……”Tsk, I was careless.
…
Mao Lilan originally took out her cell phone and wanted to take a photo as a souvenir.
At this moment, they were so shocked that they stood still, with the hair on their heads standing up. Several people in the orchestra were also stunned - they had never imagined that there would be such an ugly singing voice in the world.
Jiang Xia took a deep breath, and before the song entered the chorus and the lethality had reached its peak, he summoned Xiaobai with the fastest movement of his life and transferred his original hearing to its body.
I just wanted Xiaobai to use his precious hearing to stay away.
Unexpectedly, before the order could be given, Xiaobai let out a terrified scream as if he was caught in a door, and flew away at a speed as if he was escaping, squeezed out of the window, and rolled onto the quiet street.
Jiang Xia's ears suddenly felt quiet.
He slowly let out a sigh of relief and leaned back into the sofa.
There was no more soul-piercing noise, and everyone else was in a state of mental stagnation.
Jiang Xia could finally look at one of his targets today, Mari Terahara, with peace of mind.
The murderous aura on her body had a strong smell of green pepper.
Although it was also a special and rare murderous aura, Jiang Xia's enthusiasm dropped sharply after he smelled it clearly.
…
Jiang Xia remembered this person.
Mari Terahara and Tatsuya Kimura - the male star with the needle-point hair - have a crush on each other.
A few years ago, when Tatsuya Kimura was signed by a big company, he invited Mari Terahara to be his agent.
Mari Terahara therefore thought that Tatsuya Kimura liked her
While she was surprised, she felt inferior about her ordinary appearance and went for plastic surgery.
Unexpectedly, after she became beautiful, Kimura Tatsuya was not surprised but became extremely angry. He began to mock her as "ugly" from time to time and his attitude towards her became worse and worse.
Mari Terahara fell from heaven to hell, thinking she had been fooled. After a few years, she could no longer bear it and gradually developed murderous intentions. She finally decided to kill Tatsuya Kimura, the man who trampled on her dignity, at this celebration banquet.
"..." However, in fact, Jiang Xia remembered that Tatsuya Kimura also liked her.
It’s a pity that in this world, the risk of survival for those who say one thing and do another and are sharp-tongued is always very high.
…
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia found that he seemed to be faced with a multiple-choice question with two choices again.
——Do you want the soul of Kimura Tatsuya or the murderous aura of Terahara Mari?
Jiang Xia: “…” Although I don’t like green peppers, rationally speaking, unless Kimura Tatsuya can become a ghost fetus, the high-end murderous aura with the flavor of green peppers is indeed more practical.
Even if you don’t eat it, maybe some ghost will like it?
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia decided to ask Miyano Akemi and Xiaobai for their opinions.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out to him.
Jiang Xia was startled, and subconsciously grabbed the man, swung his hand back, and pinned the "sneak attacker" to the sofa. At the same time, he picked up an ashtray.
He was just about to knock the "sneak attacker" twice to calm him down, but then Jiang Xia took a closer look and found that the person he was holding was actually Conan.
Jiang Xia, who removed his hearing and could no longer hear the horrible singing: “…” Huh?
Finally finished singing?
(End of this chapter)
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