Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Prime Minister's Actions

Terada Heiichiro lay prone on the rough straw mat in a prone position, and slowly exhaled the pent-up breath.The target, which turned into a small black dot and floated fifty meters in front of the collimator, suddenly disappeared.The tear stains that moved from top to bottom on the eyeballs also disappeared from sensation. Tired, I only drank a little milk bought at the station in the morning.Terada lifted the latch of the Remington 513 target.Put your rifle down and rest your head on the forearm to rest your tired eyes and neck. In the concrete ditch under the target, the junior students who acted as scorers may have been impatiently waiting.The ditch was cold and wet, and the water that had soaked up from the ground had never dried up.People stay in it for a long time, it is easy to suffer from arthritis.

But Terada's broad back, wearing a uniform with various championship marks on it, remained motionless. Shooting competition is a sport that requires endurance more than any other activity. It is a lonely sport that needs to completely ignore the interference of others and test one's own patience.If you can't bear it, you can't wait for him to pull the trigger, the warhead will definitely miss the target. Terada relaxed his muscles and let his eyes rest, and the red and purple light swirling inside his eyelids disappeared immediately. Terada opened his eyes and raised his head, and found that Nomoto, who was standing behind the surveillance binoculars, was lighting a cigarette. For some reason, he wiped out the cigarette after a while.Terada's slightly congested pupils reflected Shonan in autumn, as if the forest had begun to turn red.

His expression is still so focused, nothing can affect his shooting. In this competition, there were 40 rounds each of prone shooting, kneeling shooting and standing shooting, a total of 120 rounds, and only 10 rounds were tested. One more shot and it's over.Players from other universities were lying prone side by side. They seemed to have fired all their bullets, and there was no gunshots around them.Terada lowered the bolt, ready the rifle, and pulled the rear trigger of the double trigger. Then, he took a deep breath and closed his lips. The black spot of the target stopped in the middle of the hole of the gauge. He flexed his index finger resting on the front trigger, and the 0.22 small-caliber gunshot was small and crisp, with almost no recoil.

Terada let out a heavy breath, put down his rifle, and stared at the target. He thought he must have hit the center of the ten rings. A flag of ten rings protruded from the ditch, but the flag waved toward the lower left of the target. "Fool!" Terada erected the latch and ejected the empty shell with the bolt. He held back his emotions and only cursed softly. He used a hateful cheap standard ammunition, so it would drift during the flight. If the price There is no such thing as a tall Remington or a Winchester-Western Super III. "Ten rings, three hundred and ninety-six rings for prone shooting, the center is seventeen, if kneeling shooting and standing shooting don't drop significantly, this time the personal champion must be Terada-kun."

Nomoto took his eyes off the surveillance binoculars, looked at Terada's worn-out Remington 513 rifle and said: "It's not easy to achieve such a result with such a cheap gun." Terada took out the sling of the gun with the crook of his elbow, and smiled wryly. A bargain indeed.I don't eat lunch, I don't buy textbooks, and I saved my part-time income for a year, but what I bought was more than 50,000 yen in second-hand goods.It can't be compared with the Swiss-made Harmery gun bought by Nomoto, the son of the executive director of a large company, for 170,000 yen, nor can it be compared with the Swedish-made gun used by the K University and M University nearby. Compared with high-end guns such as Sen brand and Finnish lion brand.

In addition to a few outdated Remington guns, there are Lion guns in the sports department of Terada's university, but they are only for cadres. The whistle to stop firing sounded.Officer Takagi walked over with a smile on his pale face. "How about it, are you still motivated? For the reputation of the department, you have to persevere! You are the only one who owes the department's activities funds, so at least the ring points must be taken up." The discipline of the sports department is very strict. Takagi, a fourth-year student who directly entered the university affiliated college, looked down upon Terada, a third-year student who graduated from a local middle school and entered as a lost student for a year, and always used an arrogant and rude tone. speak to him.

"still alright." Terada stood up and thought to himself: If you give me a part of the Type III bullets that you embezzled for the activity, I will get better results this time. The freshman Masada, who came out of the ditch, walked through the tunnel with a bundle of targets with two bullet holes each, and came to them. Officer Takagi grabbed it and took a closer look, most of them were concentrated near the middle of the target's throat. "Very well, but don't be careless." Takagi himself is also a competitor. Seeing Terada's good results, he couldn't help showing strong jealousy. The cadres of the shooting learning team asked the competitors to gather, and then gathered the targets, and praised Terada's performance.

After a while, the whistle sounded, and the game entered kneeling and shooting. Terada knelt and scored three hundred and seventy rings. Below is a shot of the last item. Vertical shooting is to shoot with the weight of the gun body supported by the elbows and waist bones.It's one of the most challenging events in the sport of shooting, where the mental and physical limits of competition compete for the right moment. All guns in the competition weigh nearly eight kilograms, and they seem to be heavier than lead in the hand. When shooting, you must hold your breath to prevent the beating of your heart from reaching the front sight. This is the key to scoring.

Terada shot three hundred and sixty rings. A total of 1,200 rings is a full score, and Terada's total is 1,126 rings, an international level. After the last bullet was fired, Terada threw the loaded rifle aside, then fell on his back on the straw mat on the concrete, opened his mouth wide, and breathed greedily like a goldfish lacking oxygen. The competition has lasted for three days so far, the first one or two days are for active players, and the third day is for freshmen.During this period, everyone lived in a hotel near the Tomioka shooting range. Terada didn't take out the 3,000 yen for the accommodation fee, and his money had to be used for things that needed to be paid more than the hotel fee.

The long wait for lunch made Terada very angry, but the rice balls were very delicious, and Terada's meal was enough for him to eat for two days normally. "You should pay for the accommodation." Officer Takagi leaned closer to Terada's ear and said. "Not now, the fare to come here is also trying to get it." Terada shrugged impatiently. "Do you think it's okay if you don't have it? In addition to the accommodation fee, you still eat?" Takagi said with a sneer. "Do you still want me to spit out what I ate? Whoever you say doesn't participate in group board and lodging, let him quit the shooting department. Tell me what to do for a person like me who has no money."

Terada's voice changed its tone, and it sounded scary.The muscles in his shoulders bulged with anger. Takagi keenly felt that Terada was preparing to fight, and he immediately panicked. "Okay, okay, let's talk about this matter back in the dormitory." After finishing speaking, he fled back to the place where the cadres gathered. "I don't have any money, so why do you want to enter the shooting department?" "A poor man with no money despite a few good shots." Terada heard the ridicule from the cadres. Most of them are sons and daughters of universities and institutions of higher learning, and they were promoted from middle school without taking exams. The inner courtyard of the accommodation hotel is a large lawn.On the edge of the lawn are rocks and the endless sea. After dinner in advance, the members of the shooting department gathered in the hall to chat.The cadres stayed in the inner room. The conversation centered on the emaciated Hirano, and turned to the usual lewd content.Hirano avoided practice though.But he was never bullied by senior students in the murderous sports department, which is mainly due to his realistic obscene talk full of mud.Although he is still a second-year student, if he listens to what he says, at least half of the thousand people will believe it. The people who chatted with each other also talked about their own experiences, while touting Hirano: "None of us can defeat you, a pervert." Terada smiled and listened silently. Terada knew very well that they seemed to know everything and boasted about everything, but in fact most of them were virgins. Their desires could not be satisfied, so they had to rely on It's pathetic to vent in this way. They themselves obviously don't know anything about women, but they won't admit it even if others say it out loud.It is quite scary to have no self-esteem and be looked down upon by others.So, everyone takes what they hear or read from pornographic books as their own experience and talk nonsense. When the class is boring, when the first-year and second-year students who are desperately trying to get a job talk privately, most of them are about sexual content, and a lot of energy is wasted.What's worse is that some people deliberately let the female students hear it. If they see a reaction on the girl's face, they will be secretly proud.For girls who know how to ask questions, they will also put on a serious and sophisticated look and ask questions in slang. Classmates also often make circulation notes, and write falsified wrestling news (referring to men and women twisting together) or falsified famous poems (Chieko, no menstruation this month) on them.The confession of a prostitute, etc., and passed it on to the female students. The female students who read the note had various reactions. Those who found it annoying threw the note on the ground, and some blushed and held the note close to their head, holding back a smile secretly while carefully Look. For male students, in that category of topics, the most interesting thing is how the kind of women who pretend to be serious and do not contact men deal with their desires, and their longing minds are burning with fantasy!The conclusion is that there are no women who don't like sausages after all.Therefore, they will pretend to be ignorant, panting heavily, and regard the female student holding the note as naked. Less involved in lewd talk are students who are married or who are having fun. "...Therefore, I thought it was the right time to let her take off her trousers. As soon as I touched her, although she said something disgusting or unwilling, she still became flirtatious." Hirano rubbed his nose, laughed, and continued talking, and everyone burst into laughter. "What are you laughing at? Another disgusting story from Hirano!" Officer Takagi, who smelled of alcohol, came over. "Does Takagi-kun want to hear it too?" Someone taunted. "Nonsense, can you call that to your ancestors? I brought you here to shoot, so no matter what I say, you have to listen and don't talk nonsense." Takagi said grimly. "When will we be able to shoot that lion brand gun?" asked a new student.The lower grade students can only shoot air guns with cheap bullets before entering the second term of the second grade. "You idiot, don't be arrogant. Senior is waiting in the big room, go quickly." Takagi roared angrily. Nancun, the leader of the team three years ago, sat cross-legged on a straw mat with his back to the pillars in the alcove.With the help of Lao Tzu, who was behind the financial industry at that time, he became the section chief of Toyo Bussan (company name).His face was blue-shaven.He was not tall, a short, fat man, and he was already drunk. On the left and right sides of Nancun were lined up the officers of the Ministry, and these people also smelled of alcohol. Ordinary figures like Terada and the others sat motionless in front of the officers. "If you lose your spirits and lose the game, I will cut your heads bald." Nancun swayed narcissistically while continuing to lecture endlessly. The members were all whispering indignantly, but the leader and deputy leader stared at each other, and everyone hurriedly shut up. Terada was tired all day, and now his legs felt numb, so he sat down cross-legged. "You thing, don't think that your level is flattered to be Olympic level, so you can be arrogant. Look around and see who is sitting cross-legged? Does the advice of the ancestors sound funny?" Nancun finds trouble and scolds Terada. He has always looked down on poor students with low status, and he is very jealous of Terada's good grades. "No one else." Terada was usually extremely disgusted with the hateful sports department status system, but this time he finally couldn't help raising his voice. "You bastard, is that how you talk to your ancestors?" Nancun shouted unreasonably. "Quickly apologize and apologize." The team leader and the officers shouted one after another. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have to take part in the air gun competition tomorrow, so I have to rest early." Terada stood up. "stop!" Nancun finally rushed over, waved his two stubby arms, and slapped Terada twice in the face. Terada, who had been slapped twice by Nancun, hit Nancun hard in the stomach with a left hook with all his might. Nancun groaned, and immediately clutched his stomach, turned over, and fell to the ground. Terada grabbed his hair, lifted Nancun up, and then punched Nancun on the bridge of the nose with his right hand.With a terrible sound, Nancun's face turned like a smashed tomato, blood was all over the ground and he passed out on the ground. Team leader Nakata rushed over suddenly.Terada took a wrong step and slashed Nakata's neck with his palm. Nakata was concussed, like a wounded frog, crawling on the ground with his limbs stretched out and twitching continuously. "Which one is going up?" Terada licked his broken fist and stared at the officers.In this filthy world where the sadism of those in power is justified under the good name of sports, Terada has nothing to miss. dry. Officer Takagi was so frightened that he fell to the ground. Terada grinned, stepped on the base of Takagi's outstretched arm, and with a click, Takagi's right arm was broken. The cadres all scrambled to escape. Terada took the gun case and got on the first class of Xiangbang Express. Of course, Terada knew that he had been expelled from the sports department. It seemed that the sports department was very concerned about face and would not publicize the violence just now. He thought that even if he didn't join the sports department, he could still shoot. Terada returned to the dingy wooden two-story apartment in Takadanobaba.Terada's room was at the end of the second floor. He gently unlocked it, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Kayoko, who lived with her, sleeping with her mouth open, with a childish sleeping face. "Oh! It's earlier than expected!" Kayoko woke up, and unexpectedly saw Terada sitting in the room, and said happily. "Ah! I still remember about Kayoko." Terada took off his clothes, and Kayoko, who was wearing thin plain clothes, hung Terada's clothes on the hanger. Terada gently hugged Kayoko and got into the warm bed. At this time, Terada put all the troublesome things behind him. Kayoko has reacted violently to Terada's caress since she was pregnant.This morning, both of them were a little carried away with excitement, not caring that their actions would affect the people who lived in the next room. "You must get your salary today, and then you will go to the hospital for surgery." After a burst of excitement, Terada stood up, lit a cigarette and said. "Do you have to go?" Kayoko asked in a low voice. "I've said it a few times, and it's all these words. I must go. There is only one reason. If the child born looks like me, then it will suffer like me. I'm sorry, but I won't do it. It's just me. Enough is enough, I don't want my child to do this again." Terada's tough gaze was directed at Kayoko's desperate and sad eyes. At noon that day, Terada came to an English private school near Shibuya.The layout of this private school is like a small kindergarten school building.Here, Terada teaches English for exams to middle and high school students after school. Because it was noon, the students hadn't come yet, and the administrator who also served as the principal lived in the school.Terada waited for a long time to see him, but the manager told Terada all other insignificant things, and didn't mention a word about the salary, trying to be perfunctory.Terada looked like he was going to use violence, and the management staff took out 5,000 yen, counted and counted, and handed it to Terada as if it was a pity. It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Terada returned to the apartment. "I got the money back, hurry up and come back soon, don't dawdle." Terada, who was lying on the mat, said to Kayoko. "You are too heartless." Kayoko said desperately. "I know your belly is big, even if I run away, you will give birth to the child, but this is of no benefit to you or me. I don't say that the child in your stomach is my seed, I only care about me Responsible." Terada seemed a little sorry, he knew that Kayoko liked children, and he would watch them for a long time every time he saw them, and he also knew that Kayoko preferred to raise a child from Terada.He understands Kayoko's feelings for him, however, there is no way, he can't let her do this, it's a huge drag on both of their lives, it's too painful. Terada stroked Kayoko's head and slowly reasoned with Kayoko. The two of you argued with each other, and I argued with each other.Competing and fighting, Kayoko became excited, and tears fell like broken beads. Kayoko finally sadly agreed to go to the hospital, and the two talked sadly about the preparations on the mat. Kayoko went to the hospital without taking a shower.Terada imagined the doctor's expression and couldn't help laughing. Terada felt cold after sweating all over, so he hurriedly covered himself with a blanket.Closing his eyes, all kinds of things were churning in his mind. First, he was shooting something, and then it was blank again, as if he couldn’t remember a single thing. He tried to forget everything, but he knew, he I can't forget it. "It would be great if I fell asleep without thinking about anything, I am abnormal, go to sleep, sleep peacefully, and I won't remember anything after waking up." Terada just fell asleep without knowing it. "Terada's phone number." The gatekeeper woke up Terada, and the darkness had already entered the room unknowingly. When Terada often opened his eyes, he felt a sense of exhaustion as if he was dead. The call came from the hospital, telling Terada to go to the hospital quickly, because Kayoko, who was in a coma, kept calling Terada's name. In the hospital, before the operation, in case of emergency, the patient's contact address should be written down first. Terada was tongue-tied and went out. On the way to Shin-Okubo Hospital, he bought a large bag of bananas and tangerines that Kayoko likes to eat. In the ward with stained walls, fluorescent lights glowed white.The face of Kayoko, who was still awake after the anesthesia injection, appeared smaller and paler than usual under the light. Terada took a chair and sat down beside the hospital bed, and grabbed Kayoko's hand under the quilt. Kayoko panted heavily and called Terada's name. Terada shook Kayoko's hand with a small noise, feeling for the first time the love he felt for this woman, in this world, these two weak people managed to survive, all on their own to pity themselves and help themselves. Kayoko on the bed began to hum. After the anesthesia, she began to feel pain. After a while, she finally opened her eyes. Terada kissed her eyelids, and while peeling a tangerine for her, she savored the bitterness of survival. A notice of the withdrawal order was sent from the shooting department, and Terada's personal belongings on the practice range were also sent back. Terada's dream of being able to shoot even if he wasn't in the shooting club was shattered when he was also fired from the shooting association, which manages the only rifle range in Tokyo, the Onagawa Range. Terada aimed at a certain point on the chimney of the factory that could be seen from the window of the apartment, and repeatedly fired empty guns to pass the melancholy days. He lost the opportunity to shoot, and the nameless anger and abnormal mentality in Terada's body hit him hard. hit his heart.And the deeply traumatized heart is still looking for a target to vent. He always wants to find someone to get angry and fight with others, but this nameless anger is finally suppressed by Terada himself. One night, Kayoko spoke to Terada: "That child may be rotting in the sewage dump now. During this time, I often dreamed that you chopped up that child and burned it to eat." "What are you talking about?" A nameless anger in Terada's heart was directed at Kayoko, and he beat Kayoko several times. Terada hadn't beaten Kayoko for a long time.I beat Kadaiko today because I was unhappy. Although I beat him, the troubles in my heart still couldn't be eliminated. School is becoming less and less interesting.Terada is extremely eager to enter a first-class company, but the only ones who can enter are those well-connected boys who are obsessed with mahjong and golf every day. For those without connections, even if they enter, they will spend their entire lives. up. Therefore, Terada Fusi tried to take this path, he knew that such a phenomenon would last forever in today's society.In his receptive boyhood, Terada witnessed the scene where war destroyed everything. He understood the cruelty of war, and the war also honed his cruelty and will to survive. He yearned for adventure and freedom. He belonged to the post-war The last surviving generation of Pai, the generation that survived stubbornly. Terada also cannot return to the student movement he was passionate about in high school.At that time he was too young to believe that communism, the hope of the world, would soon be realized, and he trembled with excitement whenever he heard the names of Wilkelu, Sholokhov, and the like. Terada was resigned from his position as a lecturer at an English private school. After Kayoko went to work in a bar, he spent most of his days in a room without lights, staring at the darkness without even moving his body. On Christmas Eve of that year, Kayoko was forced into a hotel by the manager of the management section of a well-known electrical appliances manufacturer. , opened the front of the trousers, waved a small knife in his right hand, and forced Kayoko, Kayoko struggled desperately, broke the window and escaped. Terada called the section chief's company several times. On the third day, he sat in the company's reception room, chewing garlic silently, allowing the stench of garlic to spread and fill the entire room. That night, the section chief handed over the packaged 100,000 yen to Terada. Terada used the money to buy a Winchester Model 70 rifle with a four-fold magnifying scope. The caliber of the gun is 06-06. The blue light on the face has a particularly attractive magic power, and the cold barrel is full of a sense of indifference, making people wonder how many people it has sucked so far when they see it. Terada bought 100 rounds of 30-06 bullets for the U.S. M1 rifle. The 30-06 bullets for ordinary shotguns cost 120 yen a round, but the military steel-cased bullets only cost 60 yen. JPY. In the first lunar month, Terada got on the train and got off in Hancun, Miyagi, and walked into the mountains, where he went to practice shooting. He found a flat ground with no one around, took out his beloved Winchester rifle from his bag, wiped it carefully, and slowly loaded the bullets. Incomparably happy, he gently opened the bolt, picked up the gun, aimed the gun at a target 300 meters away, and practiced.Basically hit the target.The sound of the gun that shook the mountain pass and the recoil when the bullet was fired aroused Terada's association; as long as he has this gun, nothing is impossible. Terada suddenly thought that he would survive as a perpetrator of society instead of a victim in the future, and laughed wildly in the valley. In order to relieve boredom, Terada began to visit the casino. He didn't have much money on him, so he mostly watched from the sidelines and rarely placed bets. Seeing the embarrassment of the red-eyed gamblers around him made him feel ridiculous. Gradually, going to the casino became a part of his life. He still seldom gambled and just observed the various people in the casino calmly. However, he was targeted by someone as a spy. found him. One was tall and the other was short, and the tall one deliberately bumped Terada with his shoulder. "Go away, don't get in the way here." The tall man was not polite, Terada ignored him, still standing motionless by the roulette table. "Spy like a pig, get out!" The tall man didn't relax, he reached out and grabbed Terada's left arm, trying to drag him away. "What?" Terada asked calmly. "Come with me." As he said that, the short man came up and grabbed Terada's other arm, and Terada followed them out of the casino without saying a word. Once in the yard, the tall man suddenly slashed at Terada's neck. Terada dodged, kicked the short man away, and punched the tall man's chin with a crisp sound. The tall man was like a bag. flew out.As soon as the short man turned over and got up, Terada stepped up with a big stride, locked his hands behind his back, and molded a revolver from his waist. When the two saw each other, they ran away in fright. Terada raised his pistol and steadily fired a shot at the street lamp tens of meters away. The street lamp shattered into countless pieces under the sound of a gunshot. Following the gunshot, a dozen men surrounded Si Tian as if they had emerged from the ground. "Don't do anything, please be kind." There was a shout in the darkness. A few minutes later, Terada was brought into a small brightly lit room, and sitting opposite him was a capable young man. "Please sit down." The young man motioned the others to back out, and said. "I've been paying attention to you for a long time, and I took offense just now, please don't mind. I know your experience and your talent, I want to ask you to do something for me, of course, I won't let you do it for nothing, this is an advance payment. " The young man handed over an astonishingly large number of chestnuts to Terada's hand. "What do you want me to do?" Terada glanced at the check with a cold expression. "Assassinate the Prime Minister." "why?" "He sold Japan to America." "sell?" "You don't have to ask, it doesn't do you any good, you just have to talk or not." "No." Terada firmly refused. The young man sneered and said: "You already know the secret, if you don't do it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out from here." Terada knew this was true. In post-war Japan, there were still such a group of fanatics who opposed Japan's excessive dependence on the United States and the linking of Japan's interests with the United States. They thought it was a traitorous act. They don't know whether the person they are facing today is such a fanatic, or just entrusted by the fanatic, but, anyway, if he wants to survive today, it seems that he has only one way to agree. Seeing him nodding in agreement, the young man happily held out his hand. "My name is Hirata. We don't need to keep in touch in the future. In a few days, I will ask someone to give you a copy of the prime minister's whereabouts. It is up to you to decide when to do it, but you must notify us before taking action. We will try our best." Try to keep you safe." However, he did not expect that a few days later, no one contacted him at the scheduled time, which made Terada furious, and only at the second scheduled time did he finally get the material. At the end of June of that year. The Prime Minister inspected the parade when he returned home, and the news was carried on the front pages of various newspapers. Terada decided to make a big move.Over the years, he has suppressed an indescribable impulse and excitement in his heart, and there is an invisible and irresistible force in his heart, which continues to grow with the years of youth. He often caresses his blue Winchester 70 rifle alone, and he believes that he can defeat all enemies with him. The newspapers not only reported the thoughts of the upcoming parade to welcome the Prime Minister back home, but also reported the detailed route of the Prime Minister's tour. Terada started to act. He bought a box of Winchester-Western Super III bullets, which were so good that they never drifted in flight. On the night before his departure, he had an unusual enthusiasm for Kayoko.Kiss, hug, and make love to her over and over again.Kayoko is very surprised by his enthusiasm, but returns him with the same enthusiasm. "Kadako, you have to learn to take care of yourself and try to forget about me." Finally, he said in a low voice. "Why do you say that, why do you say that, tell me what you want to do." Kayoko cried and hugged his body tightly, twitching in his arms. There was a longing in his heart to stay with Kayoko forever, and for a moment he almost wanted to give up this action. He blocked Kayoko's mouth with his lips, and hugged Kayoko tightly with his arms, and the two fell into the vortex of passion and impulse again... The next morning, when Terada woke up, Kayoko had already gone to work, she made breakfast and put it on the table. Terada stretched his waist, got up, and pushed open the window. The weather outside was gloomy, without a ray of sunshine, and Terada felt a kind of loss and melancholy in his heart. "I may never see the sun again in this lifetime." He dressed, ate breakfast, and left a note for Kayoko. "Kadako, don't wait for me, I'm not coming back." Then he picked up the prepared suitcase, which contained disassembled Winchester Model 70 automatic rifles. He took a last look around his room, where he had spent so much of his youth that for a moment he couldn't bear to leave. He walked up the street, got on a tram, and got off at Jinbogai station. He walked to the intersection very familiarly, and entered a building on the side of the road. This is the only way the Prime Minister's motorcade must pass, and it is also an excellent angle for shooting.In the house on the upper floor near the street, aiming at the target through the window from top to bottom, generally speaking, Terada has great certainty, he has great confidence in himself. He went up to the fifth floor and rang the doorbell of the apartment facing the street. The door opened a crack from the inside, and a pair of vigilant eyes stared at him suspiciously. It was a middle-aged man. "Who are you looking for?" "The Sasaki family?" Terada had already found out the name of the owner. "yes." "I charge utility bills." "It wasn't you last month." "I am new here." The man let him into the house, and he looked around. The room wasn't too wide, but it was tidy, and there was no one in the living room. "This month's utility bill is..." Before Sasaki finished speaking, Terada punched him hard in the abdomen, Sasaki's waist bent down like a shrimp, Terada chopped the back of his head with his palm, and Sasaki fell to the floor with a bang. The noise alarmed the people in the inner room, and a middle-aged woman came out, startled.Before she could yell out, Terada rushed forward, gagged her, and then kicked her unconscious. Terada looked at his watch. Time was running out. He opened the box and began to assemble the disassembled gun. Holding the loaded gun in his arms, pressing the cold barrel against his face, the barrel made him feel comfortable, and he took out the Winchester-Westan Super III one by one The bullets were gently wiped, and slowly loaded into the gun. After loading, he stood up and opened the curtain a crack.Take a look at the street. Indeed, this is an excellent shooting angle. He lit a cigarette, was about to smoke it, and threw it into the toilet after thinking about it.He looked around, it was true, there was nothing left around, and he was still wearing a bracelet on his hand. When the time came, Terada saw more than a hundred motorcycles and patrol cars appearing on the other side of the street, with the Prime Minister sitting in the cabriolet in the middle. The prime minister's car approached, Terada put the barrel on the window sill, lowered the bolt of the rifle, pulled the trigger, and began to aim. Several helicopters appeared in the sky, but Terada didn't even raise his head.He doesn't want to talk to them. The street was very quiet, every house was closed, and no one was interested in the Prime Minister. A few students rushed over, holding placards in their hands, and were caught by the police.Terada felt that this was not a good sign. The prime minister was closer, and Terada could see his smiling face through the scope. Gradually, the cross in the scope caught the head. Terada held his breath, the hand holding the trigger was bloodless... Suddenly, he felt something hit his leg so hard that his body was almost paralyzed in pain. At the same time, he pulled the trigger, and the Winchester shot into the sky with a crisp sound. It turned out to be Sasaki. He woke up, but couldn't get up. He crouched down and hit Terada's leg hard with an iron bar. Terada turned around and blasted off most of Sasaki's head with a Winchester gun. The plane of the Self-Defense Forces spotted Terada and fired wildly at the building.The Prime Minister's Self-Defense Forces also surrounded the Prime Minister and got into a bulletproof car. Terada threw away the Winchester gun in his hand, he couldn't take it and run away, the crisp sound of the gun falling to the ground made him feel extremely sad. He opened the door and ran up the steps. On the landing of the steps, on the side of the building not facing the street, there was a sewer pipe. He had already heard the chaotic footsteps downstairs, but he didn't feel scared, he only felt a sharp pain in his leg. He smashed the glass on the window of the step platform with his elbow, and moved out with difficulty. This side faces away from the surroundings of the street, so it is very quiet and can be temporarily hidden.This was an escape route he had planned long ago. He quickly climbed down the sewer pipe. When he reached the third floor, he happened to see a group of police officers rushing up the stairs, so he sped up his movements. Finally, his feet touched the ground, and he didn't dare to delay for a second. He ran to the cover of a sewer pipe a few meters away and forcefully lifted it, and got in. The city's sewer pipes extend in all directions, he resisted a strong nausea and a piercing leg pain, and began to grope forward along the pre-designed route... 当天夜里，一身恶臭，累得精疲力竭的寺田终于在一个僻静的街道口走上了地面。 据新闻机构报道，行刺首相的人只能藏在那幢大楼里，然而，无论警察怎么寻找，他却到底还是神秘的消失了。 据守大楼的老人报告，在行剌发生之前约一个半小时，看见一个穿滑雪衣，戴墨镜，手提皮箱的人进入了公寓。 经过辨认，老人认出了留在佐佐木家的那个皮箱是罪犯提过的。 在现场还发现一枝温切斯特七〇型枪和一批子弹，但却没有留下指纹，由于枪和子弹都是黑市购进的，所以也无从查找枪的主人。 这天，伤好后的石原，关根第一次执行任务，正田命令他们与平田组成两个小组，杀掉一个据说是家族的叛徒的人，这个人预计要在夜晚某个地方出现。 汽车载着四个人早早地埋伏在预定地点上。 石原竖起衣领，一声不吭地站着，关根就在身后，经过几个月的治疗，两人都已完全恢复过来，但俩人心中却怎样也抹不去对正田的反感。 夜渐渐深了，远处的市中心曾经响起过一片激烈的枪声，现在也早已止息了。石原静静地攥着衣接里的枪柄。 忽然，对面的平田打来信号，关根一下子紧张起来，但令石原惊奇的是，街上并没有脚步声。 石原发现街角上的一个下水道盖子动了起来，一个浑身黑乎乎脏稀稀的人从地下爬了上来。 没等石原反应过来，对面的平田的枪声早已响了，那个黑乎乎的人意外地楞了一秒钟，立即明白发生了什么事，他赶紧卧倒，然后滚翻到街上的一只垃圾桶后面，背部正对着石原和关根。 “平田你这混蛋，你们想杀人灭口……”那人的声音被平田一阵枪声压过。 “快打啊，石原，等什么？” 平田狂叫道，石原和关根手里的枪响了，他俩不约而同地向平田的方向射了过去。 “要报仇。” 两人心里都是这个念头，手指一直不离开枪机，直到把子弹全部打完。 平田那边没有了声音，不知是死是活，那个从下水道出来的人则早已跑得无影无踪了。 两人对视了一眼，明白了对方的意思，两人扔掉手里的枪，转身飞奔起来。 几个小时后，他俩便离开了东京。