Chapter 366 Not Worth Mentioning
December 31st, the last day of 1982.
Although almost all companies are closed at this time of year, the streets are very busy as businesses are still sparing no efforts in launching various New Year activities.
Today, all major newspapers have put a piece of news on the front page.
"Kondo Masahiko Ling | The case of insult has been solved! The fans were so happy that they took it by force!"
"There is love behind the attack!"
The Mainichi Shimbun, Asahi Shimbun, Sports Shimbun, and even Weekly Bunshun all did special reports on this incident.
After all, the impact of the incident is too huge. This is one of the most popular male artists in Japan.
Kondo Masahiko's nickname of "Girl Killer" is not for nothing. On the second day after the incident, many female fans held banners to protest.
Therefore, after someone voluntarily surrendered himself to the police, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department immediately entered the case-closing process and issued a notice to the outside world.
Yes, someone voluntarily turned himself in in this matter.
According to reports from major media outlets, the incident was caused by a male fan who was extremely obsessed with Kondo Masahiko-san.
After his confession was rejected, he turned from love to hate, so he followed the other party and ambushed her on the road, preparing to take her by force.
However, because Kondo Masahiko-san refused to cooperate and his movements were too intense, the former's "golden egg" was eventually damaged.
"I really like Kondo-san." A wretched man on TV was crying and confessing in front of the camera.
“I thought Kondo-san could accept other men, and he would accept me too.
But I didn't expect that it was just wishful thinking. I regret it now, Hongdou Smithma~!"
The wretched man wiped his tears and bowed deeply to the camera.
Click, click, the flash almost blinded the eyes of the guards on both sides of the wretched man.
The scene was lively not only with the flash lights but also with the questions pouring in from reporters.
For example, "What does it mean that Kondo-san accepts other men?", "Are you a person with LGBTQ?"
It would have been fine if someone had turned themselves in in the attack case, but I didn’t expect there was an even bigger scandal at the scene.
However, when faced with the reporter's questions, the wretched man turned a deaf ear and suddenly shouted excitedly at the camera.
"Kondo-san, I love you! I'm younger than them, please look at me !"
"Bang", a glass cup broke into pieces.
"Baga! Bastard! I want you to die! I want you to die!"
Kondo Masahiko, who was still wrapped in gauze on the hospital bed, was furious. His roar, with a hint of a whistle, could be heard far away in the corridor.
The doctors and nurses passing by glanced at the closed door with sympathy. This Kondo-san was at it again.
Over this period of time, they have seen Kondo Masahiko's moody behavior many times.
It's a pity that Kondo-san, who once had a bright future, may fail halfway.
It is understandable that people get emotional when something like this happens, but if it continues like this, they are almost considering transferring Kondo Masahiko to another hospital.
After all, Tokyo Medical University Hospital's specialty is not psychiatry, and the National Mental Hospital is where he should go.
Kondo Masahiko, who had just vented his anger in the ward, stopped panting.
I couldn't stop, and the dull pain in my lower abdomen started again.
Who on earth is it? Who on earth wants to do this to him?
And are all the people at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department deaf?
I have made it very clear in my confession, it was a group of burly men, not the bald and creepy man on TV!
Kondo Masahiko was so angry that he decided to call and complain.
He picked up the landline next to the bed and dialed the number, "Johnny-san, have you watched the news on TV? They are talking nonsense!"
"Kondo, now that the suspect has been arrested, let's just leave this matter at that." There was no emotion in Kitagawa's voice over the phone.
"Johnny-san, he's not the murderer! I remember the general appearance of the group of people who did it, and the real murderer is still at large!"
Kondo Masahiko was a little emotional. How could he swallow his anger if the murderer was not brought to justice?
"Well, the Metropolitan Police Department has closed the case, and the public has finally been given an explanation. As for the other party's rude words, we will find another lawyer to prosecute him."
"Johnny-san!"
"Kondo! YOU should rest and recover. The agency will arrange your comeback as soon as possible after you recover. Show must go on!"
The call was hung up and Kondo Masahiko held the phone, mumbling in a daze.
Kitagawa's attitude made him realize that this matter might not be as simple as it seemed.
If Kitagawa, who is like an emperor in Johnny's, can accept such a ridiculous reality, then this is definitely not something I can get involved in.
On one side was anger and humiliation, on the other side was fear and anxiety. With a changed expression, Kondo Masahiko sat in front of the bed for a long time without saying a word.
No one knows how Kondo Masahiko reacted in the ward, but everyone was in a good mood watching the show.
This incident has been a hot topic for so long that it was originally thought to be a malicious injury incident.
But the wretched man's remarks shocked the audience. The fans went from love to hate. Is this a love without a love?
More importantly, this is a male fan? Is Kondo Masahiko's title of "girl killer" going to be changed to "uncle killer"?
And what does the phrase "accept other men" mean? The intuition of the spectators tells them that there is something bigger going on here.
However, there is no actual evidence, so even if the media wants to report it, they have nothing to say.
However, the obscene man's remarks did provide another perspective for many media outlets.
Many young reporters from gossip newspapers have already begun to take covert actions.
Especially Weekly Bunshun, which has made a huge plan to dig deeper into the dirty secrets.
The reason they have such confidence is that they have recently received a lot of suggestive intelligence.
Although I know someone is guiding me, as long as there is material, who would Weekly Bunshun be afraid of?
What's more, Johnny's of this era was far from having the same influence as in later generations. At best, it was just an influential artist agency.
…
The commotion outside was of no importance to Baichuan Feng, and these little things didn't bother him at all.
Just an artist, not worth mentioning.
After being busy for a whole year, he is ready to take a vacation.
However, this vacation will not be too long. As Shirakawa Holdings grows faster and faster, the free time he has will become less and less.
After seeing off Little Tiger Tooth and discussing some big business matters with Keiko Matsusaka, he was also ready to fly back to Akita to take a look.
Not to mention anything else, he hasn't seen his senior sister who has been filming in Northeast China for more than two months for a long time.
It's only right that I take this time to go back and ease my longing for my senior.
He traveled light, with Sama and Kojima still by his side.
In less than two hours, they appeared at Akita Airport.
Hiss~, Baichuan Feng, who had just got off the plane, was almost choked by the cold wind from his hometown and couldn't speak.
Akita is good in every way except that it is too cold in winter.
But fortunately, he is traveling now, and someone will arrange everything.
As soon as I got off the plane, I could see Kotaro driving a Mercedes-Benz and waiting at the edge of the airport from a distance.
"Let's change cars." After getting in the car, the heater inside made Baichuan Feng shiver comfortably.
"Hey Xiao Feng, this is imported from the United States."
Kotaro was tired of driving Japan's thin-skinned cars, and after accidentally seeing Shirakawa Kaede's Rolls-Royce Silver Thor, he also got a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.
For him, German cars are more exciting to drive.
Neon's thin-skinned cars simply cannot run in Akita, wasting the good road conditions in this sparsely populated area.
After experiencing the feeling of speeding in Akita, Kotaro fell in love with this feeling.
After that, I bought a BMW 7 Series and rotated between several cars.
Most of the money he earned in the past few years was spent on cars. After all, this was his only hobby, and he didn't feel sorry for spending money on it.
He can live so clearly, to be honest, Baichuan Feng feels a little envious.
It’s like I have bought several cars and more than one sports car, but I rarely have the chance to drive them.
Being too busy is one thing, but traffic congestion in Tokyo is also a factor.
Well, maybe we can build a few runways in Shonan so we can go there to race cars when we have nothing to do.
There just so happened to be a summer resort in Yeshan, so we moved all the cars in the garage there after the New Year.
"Xiao Feng, should we go back to Xiaolu first, or go to Akita City first?"
The greeting from Kotaro beside him woke Shirakawa Kaede from his reverie.
“Neither of them are going”
"Huh?"
"Go to the crew"
"Hai" Kotaro's voice came with a smile. It seems that Xiaofeng is also very frustrated.
…
"Cut!" Takeyuki Hirayama, who was sitting in the director's seat, raised his hand and waved it downwards fiercely.
Following his order, everyone in the crew breathed a sigh of relief.
The actors who were only wearing kimonos quickly put on their windbreakers with the help of their assistants. The weather was so damn cold.
What’s even more amazing is that what they are filming now is a scene where the actors are riding on a bamboo raft downstream. It would be really chilling if they got their shoes wet accidentally.
"Thank you for your hard work. Our filming is going very smoothly and we will be able to head to Kyoto, our next filming location, after the New Year."
“Oh~”
"Sri Lanka~"
Upon hearing the good news, everyone cheered at the same time. They were finally leaving here.
It’s not that Akita is bad, but filming in the mountains in the middle of winter is not a pleasant experience.
Yuko Tanaka put on a thick windbreaker and sat on a stool. Seeing everyone's excitement from afar, she couldn't help but smile.
In fact, she could have gone into her own nanny car not far away to have a rest.
But considering the feelings of other crew members, she insisted on eating and living with everyone.
Although everyone knew that her background was not ordinary, this move of hers still made people like her more.
Just as everyone was bustling around preparing for the next scene, a luxury car suddenly drove in from an intersection not far away.
Hey, who is coming here from this desolate mountain?
Under the gaze of everyone, the passenger door of the car opened, and a young man with an upright figure and extraordinary bearing got out of the car.
Tanaka Yuko's eyes, which were originally a little tired, suddenly became happy, and she stood up involuntarily.
"ah!"
"It's Shirakawa-san."
The exclamations one after another were transmitted from the mouths of the crowd far and wide. Everyone knew this Baichuan Fengsang.
After being surprised, everyone turned their attention to Yuko Tanaka who was sitting on a stool not far away.
They also watched the news, and they knew exactly who Baichuan Feng was looking for.
