Chapter 31 Kimura-6

"Hurry up and take a look, something interesting should be happening." The prince pushed Kimura's back and said.The straps on Kimura's hands and feet were all untied, but he didn't feel free again.Of course, his whole body was covered with hatred for the prince.But he couldn't let his anger explode.It's like looking at yourself trembling with anger and shouting to kill the prince through the glass, and it seems that you are just imagining similar emotions of others without authorization, Kimura was advancing on the seven-car aisle.The person following behind was only a junior high school student, but even so, he felt the terror of being followed by an extremely dangerous beast.Am I afraid of this middle school student?Kimura couldn't believe it.Even such emotions are like a fog.Does this middle school student really have the ability to threaten others and brand terror?He shook his head, dismissing the thought.

As soon as he left the carriage, he ran into a burly man.The man was leaning against the entrance door, crossing his arms with a bored expression.He has fierce eyes, his hair is messed up from sleep, and his outline is like a child's drawing of Mr. Sun. It was one of the two men who passed by the seven cars just now. "Oh, isn't this Percy?" the man asked with a dull face.Although I don't know the reason, Kimura can speculate that it is some kind of character. "What is big brother doing here?" the prince asked the man. "Are you talking about me? I'm waiting for the toilet." The man pointed to the toilet room shared by men and women.Although the handle part cannot be seen, it may be in use. "Wait for the people inside to come out."

"Where's the other big brother?" "Mikan went first. He has something to do." "Satsuma?" "Oh," the man looked unsuspecting, showing a smug expression: "My name is Lemon, and that guy's name is Mandarin. Sour or sweet, which one do you like?" The prince looked like "I don't understand what you are talking about", and tilted his head silently. "You? Are you peeing with Daddy?" Lemon asked. So, does this hateful and scary middle school student look like my son?Lemon's misunderstanding made Kimura dizzy for a while.

The Shinkansen wobbled.It felt like running while desperately suppressing the storm in my heart.This reminded Kimura of himself when he desperately cut off his attachment to alcohol.When enduring the alcohol, Kimura's body shook more violently than the running Shinkansen. "This man is not my father," said the prince. "Ah, I'm going to the toilet. Uncle is waiting for me." The prince showed his innocence, seeing the innocent smile that made people's hearts full of sunshine, and went to the toilet for urinating.That's not reasonable, maybe it's an animal reaction, but that hearty smile almost makes people happy. "Uncle, wait for me well."

Waiting for me well means not talking too much, just wait obediently, this Kimura also understands.It's embarrassing to stare at a man with a mess of hair in the aisle.Lemon stared at Kimura with displeasure. "Uncle, are you alcoholic?" Lemon said briefly. Kimura looked back at the lemon. "Guess right? There are a lot of alcoholics around me, you can tell. My dad and mom are also alcoholics. Both mom and dad are poisoned, it's scary. No one stopped it. No brakes, only constant acceleration. Wasn't there an episode in Thomas and Friends where Duck was pushed by a truck and couldn't stop, and crashed into the barbershop? Just like that. Help, I can't stop—. Life will fall straight To the bottom of the valley. I had no choice but to leave my parents, hide in a corner, and desperately watched Thomas survive."

Kimura didn't understand what Lemon was talking about, but he replied: "I don't drink anymore." "Of course. Alcoholics die when they drink. Here, look at me. Inheritance is irresistible, so I don't drink at all. I only drink water. Even if the same is transparent, water is a far cry from wine." Lemon Shaking the PET bottle of mineral water in his hand, he turned off the lid and took a sip. "Alcohol clutters the mind, but water does the opposite. Water clears the mind." Although he didn't realize it at first, but looking at it inadvertently, Kimura began to feel that the liquid looked like alcohol, and the lemon's throat was still rumbling, drinking with relish, Kimura couldn't help but be attracted to it.

The swaying of the Shinkansen is not monotonous, but moves irregularly like a living thing, and sometimes it will come up from the bottom, causing the body to float lightly.The kind of vibration that lifted people into the air almost took Kimura away from reality. "I've been waiting for a long time." The prince came back.He didn't shrink back, but he didn't look too affectionate, and said to Kimura: "Uncle, let's go to the green first class." He pretended to be a naive child who liked to join in the fun and said, "There must be a lot of people sitting in the green first class." money man?"

"That's not necessarily true. It's just some rich people." Lemon replied. The toilet room opened, and a man in a suit walked out of it.Although he noticed Kimura and the other three, he didn't take it seriously, went to the sink to wash his hands, and went to Qiche. "It's really not Xiaoqi." Lemon said. "Xiaoqi?" Of course Kimura didn't know who he was talking about. "Okay, I'm going to the front," said Lemon, going forward. "Let's go too." The prince looked at Kimura and said.Then he said, "Let's help Big Brother find the suitcase together."

"I don't need Percy's help. I already know where the suitcase is." "Where?" Now Lemon closed his mouth and stared straight at the Prince.The cold eyes were obviously full of suspicion, even though the other party was a middle school student, he was not polite.Perhaps in the same way that carnivores snipe their prey regardless of age. "Why should I tell you? Do you want a suitcase too?" The prince didn't panic: "I don't want it, but it's like hunting for treasure. It's fun." Lemon didn't let his guard down.That sharp gaze seemed to pierce the prince's inner being with his sight, and penetrate his psychology.

"Forget it, uncle and I will look for it ourselves." The prince said awkwardly.Of course it was on purpose.Kimura guessed that he used this to show his childishness, saying that he didn't have any scheming. "Don't get in the way. If Percy tries to work hard, things will go wrong. For example, didn't Percy pour chocolate all over her head once? Or else, her whole body is covered in black coal. Percy only needs to work hard , almost all of them will end up like that." Lemon was about to go forward. "If we find the suitcase first, reward us." The prince completely maintained his childish reaction. "Isn't that right, Uncle Kimura?" said the prince, so Kimura responded reflexively, "At least 10% of the money inside will be the reward." Kimura didn't mean much.The prince asked him for advice, so he responded with insignificant words.Partly because of the stacks of banknotes and debit cards he saw when he opened the suitcase in the corner of his head.

"How do you know what's in the suitcase?" At this moment, Lemon suddenly turned around and stared at him.The atmosphere became tense, even Kimura could feel it. Even at this time, the prince did not panic.He glanced at Kimura, although there was bitter contempt for the guy who messed up in his eyes, there was no obvious wavering in his eyes. "Huh? Is there really money in the suitcase?" He said to Lemon in a childish tone. As soon as the conversation was interrupted, only the shaking and vibration of the Shinkansen remained. Lemon stared at Kimura, and then at the prince: "I don't know what's in the suitcase." "Then it's not because of the contents inside, but because the suitcase itself is very high-end? That's why so many people are looking for it." Kimura was listening, feeling astonished at the prince's brilliance and courage.Lemon's vigilance to them was gradually transferred.Using childishness as a weapon to distract the other party's attention is not something everyone can do. However, Lemon may be more suspicious than he imagined. He asked, "How do you know that many people are looking for it?" The prince's face froze.Although it was only for a short moment, in the blink of an eye, it was the first time Kimura saw the prince's expression. "Didn't big brother tell you the first time we met?" The prince returned to his innocent junior high school appearance. "Say everybody's looking for it." "I never said that." Lemon raised her chin with a straight face. "It's really annoying." He scratched his head lazily. Kimura didn't know how to answer.If he was telling the truth, he really wanted to push Lemon: "This kid is very dangerous. You'd better act first and find a way to cure him." But Kimura couldn't do it.If the prince does not contact his companions at the next stop, Sendai, Xiao She, who is lying in the hospital in Tokyo, will be in danger.Although it is not clear whether it is true or not, Kimura feels that it is definitely true. "Uncle." The prince called, but Kimura was in a daze and couldn't respond. "Uncle, Uncle Kimura!" the prince called again and again, and Kimura came back to his senses: "What?" "Uncle, we seem to have said something that offended others, Brother Lemon seems to be angry." "He didn't have any malicious intentions. He made you angry. I'm really sorry." Kimura decided to bow his head and apologize. "Uncle Kimura," Lemon said suddenly. "No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a serious adult." "I'm a drunkard." Kimura was very uneasy, not knowing what the other party would say.At the same time, he also felt cold sweat running down his back.It was like the scene he encountered several times while doing dangerous work.A situation in which an opposing party doubts its own identity.The treacherous tension gradually spread like a net between Kimura and Lemon. "By the way, uncle, are you angry about getting up?" The sudden question made Kimura ask back: "What?" "Would you be angry if someone woke you up while you were sleeping?" "What's the meaning?" "Ask you if you are angry." "No matter who it is, they will be unhappy when they are quarreled, right?" Stars burst out in front of my eyes.At the same time, his head swung back violently. Got beaten up.A few seconds later, Kimura realized that the opponent's fist hit his mouth.He didn't see how the hand moved or how the fist approached.A small hard lump fell out of the mouth, and when I touched it with my tongue, the front tooth broke.Kimura pressed his hand to his mouth.He wiped the dripping blood, took out the tooth, and stuffed it into his pocket. "What are you doing? Uncle, are you okay?" The prince still played the middle school student who didn't know the world.He said to Lemon, "Don't do that! Why did you hit him? I'm going to call the police!" "I just thought, if you are a dangerous practitioner, you should be able to dodge this fist. I didn't expect to hit it without any effort. Am I wrong?" "Of course, uncle is just an ordinary person!" "That's it." Lemon looked at Kimura whose mouth was bleeding, and seemed to be dumbfounded. "But my intuition told me this: This uncle should be doing a job similar to ours." "You guessed wrong." Kimura said honestly. "I used to do dangerous jobs, but I quit a few years ago. Now I'm an honest guard. To be honest, my fists and feet have long since dulled." "It's the same as riding a bicycle. No matter how many years you've left it, your body will respond automatically." How is it possible? ——Kimura suppressed the urge to say that. "Shouldn't you go to the front car?" Kimura said minding the blood gushing from his gums. "Uncle, are you okay?" The prince untied the backpack from the shield, took out a handkerchief from the outer pocket and handed it to Kimura. "You actually carry a handkerchief with you, what a good young master." Lemon said with a strange smile. The prince put his knapsack back on his back.At this moment, Kimura remembered that the prince had a pistol in his backpack.He could casually reach into the backpack on the prince's back, unzip the zipper, and take out the pistol—that's what Kimura planned. But two things immediately flashed through my mind. One is the question of what to do even if the pistol is retrieved.Threatening with a pistol?Or shoot?If you were to shoot, who would you shoot?Shoot lemons?Or a prince?His wish was of course to point his gun at this wolf-hearted prince and pull the trigger, but if he could do it, he wouldn't have to work so hard.Xiao She's situation of being in crisis has not changed.Don't worry about it so much, just do it.The shaking of the carriage was still the same, as if it was pushing against Kimura.Instigating him to tear the chains of patience.Haven't you always lived a simple and bright life?Do it when you want.Life is diminishing every day.No need for patience.For the hateful junior high school student, just beat him up without explanation.The prince's words are probably just bluffing.No one was on standby near the hospital, and Xiao She was not in danger.Kimura desperately shut the self who was about to act recklessly into the box, but the other self was about to pry the lid off. "Will all this be expected by the prince?" The second thought is this. The backpack is now in front of Kimura.That's why he noticed the existence of the pistol.Perhaps the purpose of the prince is here.Does the prince expect Kimura to draw out his gun and fight against Lemon?In other words, this is also in the prince's plan? The more I think about it, the more I fall into the quagmire.Doubt aroused new doubts, he grabbed the stick in order not to sink into the swamp, but he began to worry about whether this stick could really be trusted?On the other hand, there is another self who is digging a crack in the lid of patience and wants to act regardless of the front and back.It feels like if the nerves let go, everything will fall apart. "Okay, now let's confirm the cargo of the truck." Hearing the brisk, joking voice, Kimura wondered what was going on, but unexpectedly, Lemon snatched the backpack from the prince's shoulder.The prince was also stunned with a "Huh?"That's how fast Lemon moves.The outstretched hand was as natural as a swipe in the air, and the backpack had been snatched away without anyone noticing. Kimura knew that his face turned pale all of a sudden.The prince also couldn't help showing nervousness. "Percy and uncle, listen carefully. I don't know what's in this backpack yet. But I see that uncle is looking at it frequently, and I can guess that there may be props in it that can give you the upper hand." Lemon picked up After unzipping the backpack, he said happily "Oh" after a while: "So there is such a wonderful thing in it." Kimura could only watch as the pistol was taken out. "If I used ten words to describe my current mood, it would be like this: 'Dad, there is really Santa Claus!' Is the number of words correct? Is it too much?" Lemon didn't know how serious he was, talking alone Talking incessantly, like a lecture, he looked at the small automatic pistol with a suppressor that he took out from his backpack. "If you shoot in the train as usual, it will be noisy and attract attention. I'm thinking about it. What, you can get silencers on the Shinkansen. Fortunately, I didn't count on Santa Claus." The prince watched this scene helplessly, and Kimura couldn't react because Lemon's movements were too abrupt and smooth. "Okay, I just have one question." Lemon undid the safety device of the pistol and aimed the gun at Kimura. "Ask me?" Kimura couldn't help but say.Was it me who was aiming?The real villain is not me, but this middle school student.The words are almost on my lips. The shinkansen pulsed as if to increase Kimura's tension. "You have guns, that's a fact. Since you've even prepared a silencer, you can't be ordinary people. The combination of the kid and the uncle is very strange, but it's not surprising. There are all kinds of partners among dangerous guys. It's important It is your purpose here. Is it of your own will? Or is it entrusted by others? What are you planning to do? What does it have to do with us?" To be honest, I have no direct relationship with Lemons.Even the gun was brought for the purpose of killing the prince. His interest in the suitcase and his desire to interfere were all on the prince's whim.But Kimura felt that even if he explained this, Lemon would never believe it. The prince peeped at Kimura: "Uncle, what should I do? I'm so scared." His expression seemed to be about to cry. That cowardly look made people feel a sense of mission that they must protect him, but Kimura immediately warned himself not to be deceived.This junior high school student who looks like a timid boy is completely just an adult wearing that kind of skin.A cunning existence disguised as a timid boy. "Are you also entrusted by Minegishi?" Lemon said. "Minegishi?" Kimura looked at the prince, wondering why Minegishi's name appeared at this time? "Listen, I'm going to shoot one of you next. You, or you. If you say why don't you shoot both, because Mikan will probably be angry. If you kill the person who asked for information, that guy Most of them will be angry. Type A people are super calculating. But then again, it will be troublesome if both of them are left alive. I will shoot one of them. Then I will ask questions." Lemon put down the gun for a while.He bent one knee slightly and his posture became slouched. "Which of you two is the leader? I won't be fooled by appearance. I don't deny the possibility that the kid is the leader. Well, when I count to three, the leader will raise his hand for me, and the other will point to the leader. If The answers of the two people are contradictory, for example, if both raise their hands, or both point at each other, they are lying, and then there is no other way, I will kill both of them.” "If you kill both of them, won't your companion be angry?" Kimura said almost self-destructively. "Is uncle type A too? I really care about it. Hey, I don't like tangerines to get angry, but when I get angry, I get angry, and I won't die. The game here is more important." "Is this a game?" Kimura's mouth was crooked.Just now the prince said, "Let's play a game." Unexpectedly, Lemon also wanted to play a game.Is the world full of such people?Kimura couldn't bear to think.He began to feel that he was the most serious when he could be satisfied with drinking. "Then I'm going to start, give me an honest answer to both." Lemon pouted and said. At this time, a young mother took her three-year-old child through the passage outside the carriage.Lemon remained silent, and neither did Kimura and the prince. "Mom, let's go back quickly!" The little boy said innocently, passing behind Kimura.Kimura thought of Xiao She.Mother was obviously suspicious of Kimura and the other three who were confronting each other on the passage, but she just left in the seven cars. Hearing the child's voice, Kimura thought, "I have to live."For Xiao She, I have to live.In whatever form, I will not die.Kimura repeated it again and again in his heart as if he was about to give a hint. After the child left, the automatic door of the carriage closed slowly after a beat. After Lemon confirmed, "Who is the leader?" He asked happily. "One, two, three, answer!" Kimura didn't hesitate.He bent his right hand from the elbow and held it up.Looking to the side, the prince was pointing at Kimura's chest with his index finger.Look forward.It was the muzzle of the lemon raised. There was the sound of a dryer blowing from the sink next to it.It seems that there are still people.Kimura looked in the direction of the sink where the sound came from. There was no gunfire.There was only a "click", a slight sound like turning a lock, but the wind blowing from the sink was more harsh. "Click", "click", the sound is continuous.Kimura waited a moment before realizing that it was a gunshot.The silencer silenced the sound, so soft that he didn't even know he was shot.The chest is so hot, Kimura felt that way at first.There was no pain, just the sensation of fluid gushing out of my body.My eyes began to blur. "Uncle, I'm sorry to shoot you." Lemon apologized with a smile. "Well, that's the end of it." When hearing the sound, Kimura could no longer see anything.The back of the head feels hard.Did you fall down? Pain spread throughout the head.Then he only felt the shaking of the Shinkansen.It's like being thrown into the darkness, and there is a dark world with no sense of distance in front of you.Do you have a bottom?Still no bottom? Consciousness disappears. After a while, there is a feeling of floating in mid-air.Have you been dragged away? He didn't know what was happening now, and he couldn't tell how long it had been since he was shot. A kind of restlessness different from falling into deep sleep made Kimura tremble. I was locked in a dark and small place. Uncle, uncle.The voice came. His consciousness would dissipate like mist at any time, and just disappear like this - in such anxiety, Kimura tried his best to maintain his consciousness.I really want to drink, he thought.Physical sensations are gone.Anxiety and fear gripped the center of my heart tightly, tightening it up, it was so painful.By the way, one last thing to make sure—he thought.The emotion of being a father erupted like magma, the only remaining fruit. Is Xiaoshe safe and sound? It should be fine. At the cost of his own death, his son's life should continue.That's it. From a distance, the prince's voice came like the wind outside the house. Uncle, you will die like this?Are you sorry?Are you scared? What about Xiaoshe?Kimura wanted to ask, but couldn't even take a breath. "Uncle's child will die. I'll give instructions later. That means uncle died in vain. Are you disappointed?" Although he didn't understand the situation, the words that Xiao She would die made Kimura uneasy. Let him go, Kimura wanted to say, but couldn't move his mouth.The blood gas gradually receded. "What? Uncle, what are you talking about? Hello?" The prince's brisk voice came from nowhere. Let Xiao She go - Kimura wanted to say, but couldn't make a sound.I couldn't breathe, it was in excruciating pain. "Come on, Uncle. I'll let him go if you say 'let my child go' nicely." Kimura was no longer angry with the prince.If he is willing to let his child go, he can only beg him.In his hazy consciousness, Kimura thought so. He wants to open his mouth.Blood flooded his mouth and almost choked.Breathing becomes urgent. "Xiao She", he wanted to pronounce it, but even though he tried his best, he still couldn't make it. "Huh? What? Can't hear you, uncle?" Kimura couldn't even tell who was asking the question.I'm sorry, I'll make it clear right away, please spare my son - he can only say this silently with all his heart. "Uncle is so mean, Xiao She will die, it's all uncle's fault." He heard Xi Zizi's voice.The feeling that he was about to sink into the abyss swept up.Kimura's soul shouted, but it couldn't be heard outside.