Chapter 33 Chapter Twenty Two

After changing three cups of coffee in the cafe, I looked at the watch on my wrist hundreds of times, and finally it was 9 pm when Yamamoto started to act. To be precise, Yamamoto was manipulated into action by some kind of force.He came out of the cafe, walked through the crowd, and walked towards Otsuka.The bustling city night did not attract any attention from him, and the noise of drunks and young people could not be heard. "The time to act is 10." Nothing else was on his mind. Following the pre-explored road, he first came to the parking lot where the box car that Kasai had borrowed for him was parked.Following Kasai's instructions, he walked to the car on the innermost side, glanced around, saw that no one was paying attention to him, bent down, took out the car keys from under the bumper, quickly opened the door and got into the car .

There was a big brown bag in front of the passenger seat. Sports clothes, leather gloves, sneakers, jackets, electric batons... Opening a newspaper bag reveals a dagger gleaming coldly.Stretch the electric baton to your feet, press the switch, and there will be a crackling sound of discharge immediately, and a dazzling blue light will be emitted. "Not bad!" Yamamoto said deliberately to cheer himself up.Then he beat his trembling legs hard with both fists.He stuffed the tape and rope he had prepared into his jacket, hesitated a moment before picking up the dagger, and while repeating in his heart "absolutely not, it's only for scaring" he put it in the pocket of his jacket.

After changing his clothes, at 9:40, Yamamoto got out of the car, pretended to be a person exercising at night, and started jogging.The jacket was too hot to wear. This was a mistake in Kasai's plan, and summer hadn't passed yet. Avoiding the busy streets, Yamamoto ran into a quiet street.Under the dim street lights, almost no pedestrians could already see the two office buildings sandwiching the parking lot, and Yamamoto suddenly felt nauseous.I thought I would pass it if I endured it, but the sour and smelly liquid had already flowed into my mouth. I couldn't help it no matter what, and quickly propped myself up on a telephone pole.There were turbid waves rolling in his body, and gastric juice spit out all over the floor.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was 9:55, only five minutes before the action time. He clutched his stomach and started to run at a faster pace - there was no delay, his thoughts were almost a sense of responsibility. Finally ran to the parking lot where the little man parked.The two office buildings block the city lights, forming a dark space. Yamamoto quickly found the red Volvo, but his feet seemed to be nailed and he couldn't move a step. He yelled like he was chanting a spell: "Only scare and scare, don't kill people, this is to help others!" The doubts in my heart also turned into fear.Who is in the car?Really a little guy in his 40s?or is it...

He raised his wrist again and looked at his watch, it was 10:05. rush!He ordered himself. He put on the hood of his jacket and fastened the hood straps.The cat leaned close to the red Volvo, and found that the window glass was all covered with black film, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside the car.At a loss, he swallowed several mouthfuls of sour saliva.Stretching his hand into his bosom and touching the hard electric baton, he felt the blood in his whole body boil.He tapped his finger on the window glass. Nothing happened. Knocked again. Still nothing. He grabbed the door handle and found that the door was unlocked.Pulling it away suddenly, there was no one in the car.

At this moment, he heard a thud from behind, and a heavy and large iron object went straight to his back with the sound of wind. He turned around instinctively, only to see a middle-aged man rushing towards him with a large dagger in his hand. Over 40, petite, lustful?I didn't see it, all I saw was his bared teeth and staring eyes. The seemingly heavy and large dagger brought Yamamoto a sharp pain, on the belt.The dagger almost went in. Yamamoto was silent. The little man drew out the dagger, and with all his might, it took another blow. This time it was stabbed in the lower abdomen.

Yamamoto's body bent down as if broken, and then collapsed on the concrete floor.The red Volvo sped away.Yamamoto was soaked in blood. help... Yamamoto wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound.I wanted to move, but I only moved my fingertips. Great reversal!Those who should have killed were killed, and those who should have been killed killed people. Yamamoto was confused, but he knew one thing: the person Kasai wanted to kill was Yamamoto! Yamamoto remembered. "kill him!" This cry is the same as the cry in court 13 years ago.