Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The Truth about Drugs

Shinjuku. At night, the lights are on, and the red, green and green lights illuminate the night sky. The nightlife in Shinjuku is as rich and romantic as Tokyo. This is the "City" Club on Sanguang Street. Terada, who is wandering around, found a job as a waiter here. He has been wandering around for too long, and he wants to find a job with peace of mind. It just so happens that there is recruitment here. He came to give it a try, but the manager saw how rough he was, and accepted him without saying a word. His job is to serve wine to guests every night, but he is actually used as a bodyguard in the store.

That night, he went to work as usual. Just now, the director asked him to go to the wine cellar to get wine. The door of the hut next door to the wine store was ajar. Terada looked in curiously, but was dragged in by three men. "What are you looking at there?" With this shout, a guy suddenly raised his fist and wanted to hit Terada. If Terada wanted to hide, he could easily dodge him, but he didn't hide because there was a punch pinned to his waist. Terada Not wanting to run away either, he only frightened him with a terrible growl. "What are you shouting about?"

Terada yelled, the guy was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward again and waved his fist at Terada. Terada didn't want to be serious with him, so Terada pretended to wobble when his not-so-heavy fist hit him on the chin. "See,..., it's nothing..." Terada said teasingly, this guy has no skills, he just scares people, if Terada fights back, he will be in trouble. This is the basement of the "City" club, "City" is the name of the club.This is not a nightclub, but a senior member-only bar that employs about 10 high school freshmen as waitresses. A minimum of 50,000 yuan is required to spend a night in this shop. Terada chose this place because of the reason The salary is high.

The other two of the three people who dragged Terada into the room looked very familiar. They were probably common in the store. They might be good friends of the manager. They seemed to have a good relationship with customers and people in the store. At the checkout counter.Although they are wearing high-end clothes, they look a little outdated in color and a little domineering, which always makes people feel like they have a bit of a thief on them. These two people were either staring at other people collecting money and settling accounts, or approached the customers at the same time, and then ran away at the same time, and appeared by the railing in front of the cash collection counter after a while.

When Terada saw them, the charcoal fire in the pottery stove in the hut was burning brightly. The two thieves were helping a man who took off his coat to change the sleeves of his shirt. Terada remembered that this person was a guest at the guest table just now. After Terada noticed that they injected something into the inside of the customer's wrist, he threw the syringe into the coals... "The bastard is just playing dumb." The taller of the two thieves, named Shou Shan, clenched his fist at Terada as he spoke. "see that?" Moriyama's partner is called Yokoi, and he also said to Terada in a low voice, while watching the glass of the syringe in the ceramic furnace heat up and start to melt.

"I didn't see anything. Even if I saw it, I said I didn't see it. I have to finish the work ordered by the boss quickly, or I will be trained by the director. Please forgive me." Terada lowered his head and said. "Dog, I think you look like a spy." Moriyama dragged his voice and slapped Terada. "I kill you!" At this time, the guest seemed to be under the influence of medicine, his eyes turned around as if he had lost his mind, his body seemed to be swimming in the water, swaying and flapping his arms at the same time. "Is that so..."

Moriyama got excited again, showing a slightly intimidating smile. "Throw him in and burn him." While scaring Terada, he turned Terada around and grabbed Terada by the collar. "Please stop, I really didn't see anything..." Terada said pretending to be afraid. "So you really didn't see anything? Did you hear nothing? I want you to forget about it." As Moriyama spoke to Terada, Yokoi grinned as he pressed Terada's face against the charcoal-burning earthenware stove. Syringes thrown into earthenware furnaces melted and the glass was the color of rubies.Moriyama pressed his body against Terada, pushing Terada's face to the charcoal fire.

"Okay!" Terada said involuntarily, Terada's temper was originally violent, and he had reached the point where he couldn't bear it. "What's the matter?" Moriyama asked in surprise, and Yokoi's sneer disappeared. At this time, the guest also fell asleep due to the anesthetic. "I told you good things, but you didn't listen, and insisted on forcing me to say bad things." Terada couldn't help it, and the words slipped out of his mouth. "This bastard!" Using all his strength, Moriyama pushed Terada into the pottery stove. Terada quickly turned his body, bowed his head towards the bewildered Moriyama, and knocked both Moriyama and the pottery stove to the ground.

Immediately, the charcoal of the stove flew away, sparks flew everywhere, and Shou Shan's chest just hit the pottery stove. The pottery stove was smashed, and the clothes on Shoushan's chest caught fire. He seemed to be in a dream, flapping, screaming, and rolling around. Yokoi was at a loss for a moment and stood there stunned. Suddenly, trembling, he stretched his hand into his hip pocket. Terada rushed over before Yokoi's hand was in. Although Terada felt a little pain in his left leg, he moved quickly. Terada hugged his waist at once, lifted him up, and then fell to the ground. Terada smashed Yokoi's jaw with his right elbow, then pressed him to the ground with his right hand, and pointed at his chest with a short straight fist. Heart pounding.

Yokoi curled up like a sea shrimp, and after Terada let go of his hand, he was already crawling on the ground, with his knees curled up in front of his chest, his body twitching uncontrollably.His groans became smaller and smaller, and finally passed out.Shou Shan here was rolling around on the ground clutching his chest that was still smoky, and the guest who was still in a state of anesthesia was smiling with his head up in a funny way. After a while of punching, Terada's fist felt a little sore, and he walked towards the guest again, who was sitting like a sandbag. Terada grabbed his waist and turned him around, and with a right hook, he hit the guy against the wall. Terada raised his gloved right hand high, and suddenly felt as if there was a sudden burst of shouts around Terada Cheers to the name.

Terada took out what he wanted to take out from Yokoi's hip pocket. It was a Mauser HSC automatic pistol with a caliber of 7.65mm.In British parlance, it was a Colt automatic pistol of thirty-two calibers, that is, a caliber of 0.32 inches. Terada pulled out the magazine of this small Mauser, saw that there were seven bullets in it, Terada tried to pull out the trigger and a bullet jumped out. Terada locked the bolt, put the bullet back into the clip, pressed the firing pin handle so that it fell gently, and put the clip into the handle of the gun. Terada was wearing a male waiter's uniform, and he didn't have such a big pocket to hide this stuff, so he had no choice but to unbutton his jacket, insert the gun into his trousers, and then buttoned his jacket again. The light in the room was very dim, so that anyone who looked from the outside could not immediately understand what was going on.Terada still stayed in the house, just to be on the safe side, Terada took out the pockets of these fainted people one by one. Terada found a leather bag from Yokoi's underwear pocket, which contained more than 30 rounds of ammunition, and opened Moriyama's large cigarette case, which was full of medicine packets. Terada opened a medicine bag, and thin crystals leaked out, which were white.Needless to say, this must be heroin, Terada sniffed it close to his nose, a mind-numbing smell.Terada put away the bullet pouch and medicine pack and cigarette case.Terada thought it was just right, when the pain in his left knee was unbearable, borrowing heroin could also play an analgesic effect. Terada left this room, opened the lock of the wine storage next door, and went inside. In this wine storage room, which smelled strongly of rum, there were boxes of beer and whiskey stacked high, and other types of alcohol were also stacked in categories. it's here. The wine that the director asked Terada to take was a kind of red wine extracted from wine. Terada carried the wine box on his shoulder and climbed up the steps in the basement, with a limp on his left leg. Terada finally climbed the steps, and as soon as he pushed open the door of the bar, the strong smell of cigarettes and perfume came to his face, and from the dimly lit box, the women's cat-like meows and the sharp shouts of the drunks came out. Voice.On stage, a naked blonde woman, who boasts of being a Parisian girl, is deliberately squeezing out eggs from between her crotch and cutting bananas at the same time. While watching, Terada impatiently urged the waitress who was in the way.Terada continued to go up the stairs to the second floor. At this time, there were still many guests on the second floor.In addition to the office and dressing room, there are also several sets of guest rooms. Since it is a strict membership system, everything here cannot be disclosed to the outside world. At the checkout counter in the bar, in one corner on the back, there were seven middle-aged bartenders.At this time, Terada saw that there were no other customers staying in front of the cash register, only the director was sitting there. "Why are you so slow?" The male director in his forties was anxiously waiting at the counter, he reprimanded in a low but harsh tone. "Did you go to steal a drink, and return the key." Terada handed the wine crate to a male bartender and returned the key to the wine store to the director. The director's expressionless eyes stared at Terada like glass balls.He stood up suddenly, ready to walk towards the basement. "What the hell have you done, send these to Box No. 5!" He lifted his chin, signaled to the bartender to remove the glass tray with the wine bottle on the counter, and the director gave other orders in a high-pitched voice. After arriving here, Terada delivered wine again, and took the drunk to the toilet.But Terada still paid special attention to the door through which the director went out. However, the director didn't come back for a long time, Terada thought, maybe he went directly to the director's room on the second floor through another door, and Terada became a little uneasy. Just as Terada was thinking, the blonde girl's performance was over.Take a break and start dancing.In between came the next show, a semi-realistic performance of a shiny black man abusing a white girl.At this moment, the director really walked down from the front staircase and the shade of the decorative tree, that is, the stairs leading to the second floor. The director's face was more expressionless than usual, which seemed to indicate that he was extremely nervous deep in his heart. He didn't watch the show, and went straight to the counter, whispering something into the head waiter's ear, On the face of the silver-haired foreman, there was a look of panic and uneasiness. The director left the counter with the same expression as before.After a while, I saw the director secretly whispering to the manager again. The director seemed to be talking about something special, and he was still waving his hands excitedly. He searched for Terada's figure among the guests with angry eyes. After taking a look, I only felt that there were thorns in the manager's eyes. The manager, the foreman, and the director, left the counter, and discussed for a long time under the shade of the palm trees.After they finished discussing, the manager immediately returned to the second floor. At this time, a person appeared at the place where the three of them were standing just now. It was Kiji, who was the bodyguard of the club, and was walking towards the counter from above. He was peeping at Terada while bringing the wine glass to his lips. Terada pretended not to notice, and continued to work.The closing time of the club is two o'clock in the morning, and there are about thirty minutes left.But the group of guys who went up to the second floor never came down.Although the actual closing time of the store is sometimes delayed until 3:30, but those who work below like Terada can usually leave at 2:00 in the morning. Terada waited impatiently for two o'clock.1:50 - All lights go out for ten minutes as the final "Glowlight" program begins. In the darkness, the waitress's delicate voice, the men's moaning, panting, kissing, and the tearing of women's tight shorts, and the sound of something like a wet tablecloth being tapped lightly in succession , mixed with each other in this darkness. Terada didn't just stand in one place, he kept moving.Fear of being attacked suddenly. When the lights were turned on again, the men and women in several boxes disappeared, only some women with their skirts unfolded were sitting on the men's laps, and the men's hands were inserted into the women's armpits.Some men were humming, while others were begging in a low voice. Of course, Terada has long been used to these unsightly and ugly behaviors.He noticed that before the lights were turned off, where he was standing, the club bodyguard Kiji's ferocious face, with a very panicked expression, was standing there blankly. The microphone was broadcasting the announcement that the store was about to close, and customers were leaving.At this time, Kiji hurriedly turned his face away, and walked towards the shadowed staircase. At this time, there were still nearly thirty male waiters in the store, and the rest were customers who were pestering the women. Some of them were walking towards the private rooms on the second floor, and some customers returned to the store again, planning to stay longer .The waiters started sweeping the floor and clearing the tables. The waiter's dressing room was in a corner of the second floor, much smaller than the waitress' dressing room next door. After cleaning up, two-thirds of the people entered the crowded dressing room.The remaining one-third will serve as the single-room service staff on the second floor, waiting to be dispatched. While changing clothes in the small space, Terada carefully moved the pistol, magazine, and ammunition pack into his leather jacket with difficulty. The male waiters who are colleagues are talking dirty jokes to each other, and some of them are gay guys, I saw them laughing at each other, and some of them hugged each other triumphantly. The manager didn't say anything to Terada until the final inspection in the store.It was as if nothing had happened, pretending to be extremely.Of course, Terada pretended not to know anything. The waiter was embraced by a group of waitresses who had changed their clothes, they went up the steps together, walked out of the club, and went home separately.As soon as Terada breathed the fresh air outside, he felt particularly comfortable. Outside the club, many private cars were crowdedly parked, waiting for the waitress who was about to go home. These drunks lowered the windows of their cars and each called the name of the waitress who accompanied them just now. Terada had to call a taxi back to his apartment in Hatagaya.Because it was nearly 2:30 in the morning, there were no trams anymore. In Kashiwagi, there is an apartment called Club House, and as long as you enter there, you can eat for free.However, only those who continue to work overtime are accepted there. Even in Shinjuku, which is usually noisy until late at night, almost all shops are closed at this time.Putting his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, Terada walked down the street with easy steps.Normally, he would often hail a taxi with his colleagues who were going home in the same direction, but tonight Terada wanted to go alone. On the side of the main road, on the pedestrian protection fence next to the tram tracks, dim lights are reflected.Taxi cars and white taxi tricycles carrying guests yelled frantically and sped past.Terada stood at the crosswalk and raised his right hand.At this time, Terada seemed to see an empty car coming from a distance. After a while, a black "Austin" car drove over from the main road of the circular department store on the opposite side of the road, crossed the pedestrian protection barrier, and drove towards Terada. In the pocket of his clothes, he whistled easily, walked down the sidewalk, and leaned towards the car. The "Austin" car accelerated suddenly and rushed towards Terada. Terada quickly dodged to the side and managed to avoid the rush. The car seemed to be deliberately chasing him.Terada broke out in a cold sweat. Immediately afterwards, the "Austin" car rushed onto the sidewalk, then made a sharp right turn, and with a "click" from the pedestrian, the wheel went down to the road again and fled away quickly. Terada didn't see the license plate number clearly. Of course, even if he wrote down the license plate number, there was no need to investigate afterwards.Even though the kid driving the car covered the brim of his soft-brimmed hat very low, and put the collar of the big farmer high, and was wearing big sunglasses carefully, Terada could tell at a glance that he was the bodyguard of the club. wooden times. This time, Terada called a taxi very vigilantly. He sat in the car and looked back from time to time to see if there was a car following behind. Unforeseen. Hatagaya's apartment is like a wild rabbit hidden in the grass, and it is not easy to find. It is located at a place about five minutes' walk after getting off at Odakyu Yoyogi Hitohata Station. It was a low-cost building, one of those houses and apartments that were built and sold.The houses in this area are very crowded.The people who live here are poor students, poor workers and those who are as unknown as Terada.The police don't care much about this area. The crime rate in this area is high and the people are mixed. It is the best hiding place for criminals. Terada got off the taxi and walked up to the rented room on the second floor. Terada called it "Qingfengzhuang", and the door on the threshold couldn't be closed tightly at all.Terada didn't even want to close it tightly, he had nothing to steal, let alone someone who would steal it. Terada's residence, as soon as you enter the door, you will find a kitchen that makes it difficult to turn around, and then go inside, there is a room as big as two mats. The room is so messy that there is no way to help it. There is a writing desk and a low dining table. Apart from the bed that is never made in the corner, there are piles of books and sweat-soaked gloves, shoes and leather for boxing practice. ball control and so on.There are only a few valuable things in total. Terada took out the key and opened the door. After entering the room, Terada turned on the switch of the electric blanket under the quilt, put the kettle on the gas stove, and lit the fire. Sitting in front of the table, Terada took out the pistol and looked at it. Since the handle of the HSC Mauser automatic pistol had been held in Terada's pocket, it was wet with sweat. Terada unloaded all the bullets from the magazine and magazine, aimed at the stain on the wall, and repeatedly hooked the trigger.Even though it is a continuous-fire pistol, if the firing pin is upright before the trigger is pulled, the handle of the firing pin will be lightly knocked down as long as the trigger is hooked. The water in the kettle boiled, and Terada made a cup of hot instant noodles and a cup of coffee in a cup.Terada drank the two cups of hot food and drink in one go, only to feel a little warmer in his body. Terada loaded the pistol with bullets, took out a cigarette case containing heroin medicine packs from his underwear pocket, opened a pack, dipped a small amount of colorless capsules with the tip of his hand, and tried to lick it with his tongue. , Terada felt the unique bitterness of alkaloids, and at the same time felt a slight numbness in his tongue. If you continue to taste it, you may be in danger of being poisoned, but Terada just wants to use this thing as an analgesic when you can't stand the knee pain. Terada wrapped the medicine pack, and took out more than thirty medicine packs from the cigarette case.Wrapped in a big bag and buried in a sugar bowl on a small kitchen shelf.Considering that it was in case of emergency, I left a pack and put it in my pocket. At this time, the bell rang softly, and it was already past three o'clock in the morning. Terada felt very tired, so he unplugged the insulated cord from the electric blanket, took off his leather jacket and trousers, turned off the light, and got into the In the soft blanket. He knew that accidents might happen at any time, and he kept the pistol on his stomach even under the covers.Even though I closed my eyes, I couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't just the coffee that was working. Terada knew very well that the club "City" was not only a place for prostitution, but also a den for secretly selling narcotics, so Terada made a little trouble for them.Those guys must have come to take revenge. They wanted to crush him to death just now, but they failed. Therefore, they may think more carefully next time to treat themselves. Thinking like this, Terada secretly felt amused in his heart. Reminds me of my shiny blue Winchester gun. In the darkness, Terada stared blankly, unable to tell what he was waiting for? However, Terada knew that something was bound to happen, and the night could not pass peacefully. He felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have rashly gotten involved in this dispute. He was afraid of exposing himself, but the other party would not dare to call the police. This thought made him feel much more relieved. "As long as I have a gun, I'm not afraid of anything." Terada thought while stroking the muzzle that was warmed by his body. About an hour later, Terada heard the sound of someone walking quietly in the corridor, and then, something like metal sounded.The sound of being inserted into the keyhole in the room.The sound was almost inaudible.With a soft sound, the door was opened smoothly, as if using a carefully prepared key to unlock the door. Terada hummed as if pretending to be asleep. Under the covers, he already had a pistol in his hand. There was no sound for a long time, and he felt as if the door had been opened for a long time. After about ten minutes, a beam of flashlight came in, and someone crawled into the room. According to the sound, Terada knew that it was two people who entered the house. They closed the door very carefully, but Terada still pretended not to see it. "Get up! Be quiet!" As the bodyguard Muji shouted, Terada's quilt was kicked away by him, and the flashlight was directly on Terada's face. "Wait, are you a little late?" Seeing Kiji blurred behind the beam, Terada aimed the Mauser at his chest, and then lifted the firing pin handle with his thumb.In the quiet late night, the sound of Terada moving the firing pin handle seemed to have a particularly loud echo. Startled hums came from the mouths of Kiji and the man next to him. That man, Terada had found him going in and out of the club manager's office many times.His name is Yoshikawa. Yoshikawa, who was dumbfounded, was holding an opened Liangyang-style razor for hairdressing and shaving in his right hand. I heard that this kind of knife is quite sharp. "Press the flashlight Jane, don't move!" Terada was afraid that Kiji would turn off the flashlight suddenly, so that he could not see anything for a while, so he ordered him to say. "It's up to you to light it up. If you dare to turn off the flashlight, I will shoot immediately. I don't care who gets the gun, whoever eats it. I will shoot indiscriminately until I run out of bullets. " Terada warned. "Ah! Wait, calm down!" Yoshikawa panicked. "Oh, calm down? You drop that thing you're holding, and turn on the light!" Terada ordered. The razor slipped from Yoshikawa's hand to the ground, and he turned on the light switch with trembling hands. Under the electric light, Terada could see the appearance of these two people clearly.Holding the gun tightly in his hand, Terada retracted his stomach and quickly sat up.There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he made a look that he really couldn't believe it. Kiji's eyes flashed, thinking that it was a good opportunity to fight back, and wanted to pounce on him, but when he saw Terada's gaze, he was a little afraid to move. "Are you here to kill me? Is this the manager's order?" Terada asked.Since it was cold at night, Terada stretched out his left hand and put the leather jacket on his lap. "Yes, that's how it is. Although the manager asked us to do it, I didn't really mean to kill you. I just wanted to scare you and go back quickly." Yoshikawa said. "Shut up! Your mouth is too loose!" Kiji scolded Yoshikawa. "Your mouth is not tight!" Terada said and stood up. This time, Kiji really moved. He pointed his shoulder at Terada, and his huge body slammed into Terada. Terada reacted equally quickly. He turned around to avoid him, and Kiji hit the wall. .The wall shook, and Kiji curled up in pain. Terada thought: If I didn't dodge this time, I might be crushed into thin squid slices by him. However, Kiji's knock down made Terada pay attention. The two undoubtedly needed to be careful. He held the firing pin handle with his thumb to prevent the Mauser from going off.After hitting the wall with the butt of the gun, Kiji, who managed to stand up with great difficulty, was hit hard on the ear. Muji didn't let out any painful cry, but fell heavily on the ground with a sudden plop. Following his huge body that fell, the whole room seemed to be shaken. "The guy who lives downstairs tomorrow will definitely have an opinion." Terada thought. Kiji had a hole in his ear and was bleeding out. Terada impulsively grabbed the injured Kiji. Terada, who has been living a peaceful life for a long time, sees blood like a hunting dog seeing a trail of prey. Immediately excited, he wanted to have a good time. Kiji may have suffered a concussion from the beating, and his legs were slippery and slightly convulsed.Terada looked at him and lost interest.He let go, and Kiji fell to the ground again. Terada pointed the gun at Yoshikawa again, but this was unnecessary.He was spreading his hands, indicating that he had no intention of resisting. Terada quickly picked up Kiji's razor from Yoshikawa's side, and severed the veins and nerves in Kiji's right wrist.Terada avoided his artery, so he didn't lose much blood. When Kijiu woke up, he probably felt that he was too embarrassed as a bodyguard. Terada thought. He turned his head and stared at Yoshikawa again. At this time, Yoshikawa's waxy and pale face was dripping with fear. "I, I'll tell you everything, please don't cripple me, don't, please." he begged bitterly. Terada made Yoshikawa stand facing the wall, and put on his pants and leather jacket.At this time Kiji woke up, put his left hand on his bleeding right wrist, and cursed Terada in a low voice. "Okay, tell me, what position have you been assigned to? What are you doing here?" Terada asked Yoshikawa. "I'm a member of the intelligence team that can inquire about other people's weaknesses. I specialize in things like unlocking without a key. Many things that ordinary people think are impossible, I can do it when I come to my place." Yoshikawa said a little proudly . "He's talking nonsense!" Kiji tried hard to stop him. "This guy specializes in killing people. Although I don't know what he is like, I still believe his self-boasting. He usually brags about how powerful he is. Although I have accepted the order this time, I am ready to come Get rid of you, but my mission here is to assist this guy, of course I also have unshirkable sins," Yoshikawa muttered. "Even if I will be killed by you in the future, I have to find out where I bought that medicine. Tell me!" Terada asked again, he really wanted to find out the truth about the source of the drugs.Under the current circumstances, it would be very detrimental to oneself to procrastinate like this. "I don't know, maybe you can find out by asking him." Yoshikawa said. "Really? As the manager's bodyguard, maybe he knows about it." Terada approached Kiji and grabbed his uninjured left hand covering the wound. "I don't know, you just killed me. I still don't know what I don't know." Kiji shouted stubbornly. With a sharp razor, Terada slit the guy's ear deeply.Immediately, a large stream of blood gushed out from the incision, he roared, and fell on Terada's quilt. "Now I'm going to cut him bit by bit until he's completely chopped up. You just look at your friend like this, only thinking about yourself, and don't want to help him? Just watch silently and don't plead for him ?” Terada asked Yoshikawa. Yoshikawa's mouse-like tired face showed a mixed expression of terror. "Please forgive me for this alone... I beg you, get rid of this guy Kiji... If you kill him, I will tell you everything. If you let this guy go back alive, He will definitely betray me, and then I will die." He gasped and said desperately. "Mongrel!" Kiji grabbed Yoshikawa with his uninjured left hand, Yoshikawa opened his mouth, and bit down on Kiji's hand, Kiji let out a scream, trembling all over, his bloody face suddenly It becomes white. "Okay, now you can rest assured, this guy will die of bleeding soon, even if you tell him, he won't open his mouth to make it public again." Terada said in order to reassure Yoshikawa. "As for the manager, of course it has something to do with it. However, the chairman of the board bought the medicine and sold it in the club through the manager." Yoshikawa said.At this moment, Kiji was still restraining Yoshikawa with a groan. "So, the chairman is the buyer?" Terada asked. "Well, that's all I know." Yoshikawa shook his head. "Okay, take me to the manager's house immediately." "As long as you get rid of this guy, I'll lead you there, or else they'll deal with me when they turn around." "Don't worry, I will take care of you." Terada said perfunctorily. "Don't just say nice things. If you keep this elephant guy alive, he will report what I said to you first when he goes back, and I will be in trouble in the future." Yoshikawa said immediately. "If you really think that I dare not shoot, then you are very wrong. I was born with this kind of disposition, and I have to weigh everything carefully. The consequences would be unimaginable, so I don't want to do anything. However, a desperado like him will die sooner or later. You maggots, who want to kill someone with a knife, let him die early through my hands, which is vicious enough. " Terada spit out the truth in one breath. "I see, I deserve to die. But if I really die, I don't know how many girls will cry for me!" Yoshikawa made a joke as if deliberately trying to relax himself. At this time, the blood on Kiji's wrist and ears had temporarily stopped, and he did have a tenacious physique.However, it can be seen from the cover that he has lost about two liters of blood.His face turned ashen, his fingers became bloodless, and his breathing began to weaken, as if he no longer had the strength to speak. "Okay, you move this guy outside!" Terada ordered Yoshikawa. "Kikiji?" Yoshikawa turned around with a puzzled expression on his face, and Terada thought: Maybe it's because Kiji's weight is nearly 100 kilograms. "You're carrying him behind your back!" Terada said coldly. Panting, Yoshikawa reluctantly carried the heavy Kiji on his back, and the weight of Kiji made Yoshikawa's spine creak. Kiji just kept humming, looking exhausted on Yoshikawa's back. "Carry him to the side of the road? When the car comes, push him into the car." "This is too cruel..." Yoshikawa was overwhelmed and staggered towards the outside.Terada closed the razor, put it in his pocket, and followed behind with a musket. When he came to the corridor, Terada locked the door. Due to the movement of his body, the coagulated blood clot in Kiji's wound began to rupture, and a stream of fresh blood dripped down on Yoshikawa's clothes, but fortunately, it didn't drip onto the corridor. The car in which the two assassins came was parked beside the road next to the apartment. It was the "Austin" car just now. In deep sleep. Yoshikawa stuffed Muji into the back seat of the "Austin" car, and immediately his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he didn't move for a long time. Terajima, the club manager, lived in a high-end apartment on Akabantai Street. Terada sat in the assistant's seat and threatened Yoshikawa who was driving with a pistol. The "Austin" car slid into the parking lot on the side of the apartment, because it was a free parking lot, so there were no managers, and no one paid attention to Terada's arrival. Muci sat on the back seat, the car was bumped, and the wound bled profusely. He may have fallen into a coma twice, remained motionless, and may have died. This high-end apartment has eleven floors and looks like a hotel from the outside.Terada and Yoshikawa entered the empty lobby and got on the escalator. Terada rode all the way to the seventh floor where the manager Terajima's room was located, got out of the elevator, stepped on the grass-green artificial velvet carpet, and came to the door.Terada held the musket against Yoshikawa who was turning his head. The bones in Yoshikawa's waist creaked as if being pressed by the gun, and his face was very panicked. "Be good, don't move around!" Terada ordered in a low voice. Yoshikawa pressed the intercom button installed on the side of the door with his hand.The bell rang, and only a slight sound came from the house. "who's that?" Immediately, Terajima's extremely impatient voice came from the intercom. "We're back." Yoshikawa replied with a voice as if his throat was blocked by something. "Wait a minute, I'll open the door right away," said Terashima.Then there was the sound of him turning off the intercom switch. As soon as the door was halfway open, Terajima was seen crookedly, with his right hand still in the pocket of his warm pajamas. Terada's movements were extremely agile, and he slammed his body straight at the guy's lower forehead. . 这家伙的下巴顿时就被撞碎了。他脚步摇摇晃晃地朝后面退去，一屁正好坐进放在后面的一把有扶手的椅子里。脸上仿佛还没回过神来似的。 寺田把吉川也推进了这间会客室。然后自己也进到了里面，反关上门，插上门闩。然后用膝盖猛顶吉川的后头部，把他撞昏过去。寺田搜了一下寺岛，从他的睡衣口袋里掏出一支零点三八的勃郎宁自动手枪，插进自已的内衣口袋里。“小、小崽子啊！” 好容易才反应过来的寺岛呻吟道，他的下巴很明显地肿了起来。 寺田把目光从寺岛身上移开，看见卧室的门正开着，里面放着一个正放射出撄红色热光的天燃气暧炉。一个二十二三岁的女人，仅用了一条毛毯遮裹着身体，斜靠在豪华的双人床上，裸露着上身，寺田想： “即使他要逃跑的话，也不可能从这七楼的窗口跳下去。” 寺田靠近了这个女人。 她突然抓起了桌子上的花瓶，摇晃着举了起来。 “讨厌，你不要无理，快出去！”她说着，还朝寺田吐着唾沫。 寺田并没顾及唾沫，当她正要再次将口中的唾沫吐出来时，寺田猛地扇了她一耳光。 她被打得在床上翻了一转，花瓶飞了出去，毛毯也散开了，原来她是赤身裸体的，她叉开双腿仰面倒在床上，显然刚刚行过情事，遗留下的粘液和乱纸团还没干。 “你这表子不讨厌吗？” 寺田把右拳插进了正张着嘴被阉割般喊叫的女人的下腹部，紧接着又是一阵杀猪般的嚎叫，她痛昏死过去了。 “好哇，把我心爱的女人给毁啦！” 寺岛呻吟着。不过他已经不能站起来了。 寺田转过身，来到了寺岛面前，把毛瑟手枪的掩针柄轻轻地放倒，然后把枪放进了衣袋，接着寺田掏出了那把修面用的刮脸刀，打开了刀刃。 寺岛刚才看见手枪的枪口时，以为寺田会开枪无疑了，所以眼睛里并没流露出多少慌张的神色。现在反倒显出了恐怖的神情。此时他的眼睛显得更加吓人，他一直盯着这把闪着茶色光的，用优质钢制作的刮脸刀。 寺田将刀刃逼近了寺岛的喉咙。 “你可以哀叫呀！我让你看着这玩意儿在你脖子上横着抹，我要在你声带上划两刀，我只想听听你的哀叫声发出漏气的声音。” 寺田说着，嗤嗤地笑开了。 从寺岛的嘴里，溢出了带血的唾液。寺田想：若在他蠕动着咽下唾液的嗓门处，将他的声带切断，他将会尝到很难受的滋味吧。 “那么，你说吧，药藏在哪里？” 寺田压低了声音，问道。 这时，寺岛象是想说什么似的，喉咙抽搐了一下。寺田稍稍将刮脸刀从这家伙的噪门处挪开了一点儿。 “冰、冰箱的冰块里。” 寺岛好容易才挤出了声音。 寺田抓着寺岛的领子，把他拉了起来，朝厨房走去。这是一个放着许多闪闪发光的不锈钢餐具和电气炊具，有二大小的厨房，冰箱是美国制造的大型冰箱。 寺田拉开了沉重的冰箱门一看，里面的肉类，水果和咖啡等食品，就象是开店似的堆放在一起。 在冰箱制冰室冷冻板的下面，结着一个很大的冰块，上面还沾着白色的霜。冰块本身也是白而透明。 寺田拿起悬挂在厨房挂物板上的冰橇，使足了劲，朝这块冰猛敲了下去。 冰块裂开了，一个颜色与冰块很相似的塑料小盒滚了出来。寺岛忽然恐慌地朝这边扑了过来，但寺田只用冰撬轻轻地在他肩上捅了一下，他就象散了架似的瘫倒在地上。 寺田想打开这个塑料小盒，但由于盒盖结合处用粘剂粘住了，里面好象没有空气，所以打不开。 寺田没有办法，只好用拿在左手的刮脸刀划开。盒子里装着好些用胶囊包着的海洛因，总共约有两百克。若是拿去零售的话，最少也要值五、六百万元。寺田把这些东西放进了口袋里。 寺田拖着寺岛回到了会客室时，发现从昏迷中苏酲过来的吉川，正爬在地上，好象打算从门口逃跑似的，寺田朝着他的头部又踢了一脚，这一下，吉川变得彻底老实了。那女人正捂着下腹，身上淌着汗水。让人一看到她那浸透着湿淋淋汗水的乳沟和股沟光滑的褐色皮肤，就会感到，她的确很富有性感。 “董事长……，也就是俱乐部的所有人，是从什么地方买来这些东西！” 寺田继续问着寺岛。 “从横滨的经纪人那里运来的，一周运一次。”尝到了刚才疼痛滋味的寺岛，赶紧回答道。 “与那位经纪人是怎样挂上钩的？” "have no idea." “你该不是现在着急想不起来了吧？” “真的不知道，我要知道，没有必要不吿诉你。”寺岛憋着嘶哑的嗓门说道。 “你们与那位经纪人用什么方法取得联系？” “不是由我去联系，每次都是由董事长亲自联系的。” “好吧，那么你就带我去董事长的家吧！” 说实话，因为寺田在俱乐部干活的日子还不长，连董事长是谁都不知道，他所以这么说。 寺田把吉川的衣服脱光，看到他那裸露的身子，使人感觉可怜，这实在是一副瘦弱的营养不良的身躯。 寺田把吉川拖到床上，与裸着身子的寺岛的情妇重叠在一起，用从壁橱里找到的绳子，将他们二人结结实实地绑在一起。 寺田让寺岛这家伙驾驶着自已的“猎豹”牌汽车。汽车在东方刚刚泛出淡灰色的黎明时奔酏在大街上。 交通警察用放在桌子上的手肘，支撑着下巴，在那里半睁着眼打着瞌睡。偶尔几辆车正驶而过，超过他们的汽车，无论如何也有将近一百公里的时速，柏油马路上发出了轮胎摩擦的“吱吱”声。 “猎豹”车的对面，就是四谷若叶街，董事长佐山的妾室就在这里。寺田听到寺岛就象汽锅开锅似的喘息声。街道左右是刚刚打破黎明宁静的离宫和国会图书馆，风景优雅的树林在晨风中微微摆动，树叶轻微地响着，在远处的坡道上正奔驰着汽车。寺岛按照寺田的命令，换上了西服。 佐山的妾室是一个用大谷石围墙围着的，建筑漂亮的封闭式二层楼房。前庭院种着草坪和布置有花坛。寺田让寺岛在妾室附近停下车，用手枪顶着寺岛的背心下了车。 前面是用蓝色油漆涂过的矮栅门。虽然寺田二人不用费什么劲，就可以翻越过去，但这时从内庭出现了一只高大的长毛牧羊狗，寺田想：这下可麻烦啦。 但是，这长毛牧羊狗好象与寺岛很熟悉似的，它伸着舌头，摇着尾巴。寺田上前哄逗着它，左手悄悄掏出了刮脸刀，忽然使劲一下切开了它的喉咙。 顿时血就喷了出来，射出了大约五米远。寺田又顺势用刀切断了它的脖子。 长毛牧羊狗还没能叫出声来，挣扎着走了大约五米远，就一头栽到在草坪上。转眼间就开始了断命前的痉挛。 寺田抓过寺岛，把刮脸刀刃朝着他的脸，把他推着来到了前门。过了一会，寺岛踌躇地摁响了门铃。 前门的灯亮了，从里面传出有人走过来的脚步声。 "who's that?" A woman's voice.这是一个三十岁左右丰满的女人。 “是我，寺岛。” “马上就来开门啦。” 随着开锁的响声，前门打开了。一个穿着镶有花边，还织有褶缝的淡紫色女晨服的妖艳女人，正站在进门处，她就是佐山的二号姘头，名叫纪子。 纪子面带微笑的脸，正对着寺岛。可当她一看见站在那家伙身后的寺田时，脸上立即就露出了诧异的神情。寺田不由她反映过来将寺岛猛地推进了门，紧接着自己也进到里边。 被寺田突然推进来的寺岛，脚下一摇晃，险些跌倒，正好抱住了纪子。 寺岛赶紧将纪子拉转过身来，从纪子腋下插进双手，抱住了纪子，一边将她强行拖着往后退，一边尽最大噪门喊道： “董事长，不得了啦，这家伙来找麻烦事。” 寺田追了上去。这时，老毛病的左膝突然痛了起来，就象是膝盖骨马上要崩裂似的疼痛难忍。 寺田不顾一切，抽出了毛瑟枪，抵着那女人的胃部扣动了枪机。枪声不是太响，从枪口射出的火焰完全被那女人的身体遮挡住了，因此产生了很大的后座力。在这一瞬间，寺田也忘掉了膝盖的疼痛。 子弹穿过了纪子的胃，也深深地钻进了寺岛的腹部，两人就象是将棋似的翻倒了下去。他们还没有立刻断气，正在痛苦地翻滚着，把内脏的污物都抖了出来。 从二楼上匆忙跳下来一个四十多岁的男人。他把两连发的霰弹枪握在腰间。寺田晃眼一看，仿佛觉得象是一个古时候的人，头上还系着朝鲜族人惯扎的头带，脸上有缺陷。 那人一看纪子惨痛地翻滚着的情景，有缺陷的脸就顿时显得更加丑陋了，从他手上滑落下的两连发霰弹枪掉到了楼梯上，虽然枪掉在了楼梯上，但因为安全装置还没打开，所以没有射出子弹。 就象是从楼梯上滚下来的佐山，绝望地扶起快要断气的纪子，用本国话哭喊道。 “爱子！爱子！” 寺田一把拎过佐山，用枪指着他的鼻子。 “你老实告诉我，毒品是从哪里来的，不然，就让你学这俩个的模样。” 对佐山一阵威吓之后，他终于告诉寺田，他与横滨的麻醉药经纪人是用电话联系好后，再用快速直达车运来的，每次五百克海洛因。 寺田放开佐山，四处听了听，没有什么动静，似乎没人注意到这里发生了什么。刚才的枪声没怎么传出去，没有引来巡逻车，这真让人庆幸。 寺田想：虽然了解我的男人们只知道我曾经在深夜，因喝醉了酒，用霰弹枪把外面的君影草灯打碎过，他们却并不会注意，这时我就在这附近干掉了这一帮家伙。 寺田绑好佐山，收拾好了庭院里草坪上的长毛牧羊狗的尸体。膝盖一阵实在忍受不了剧烈的疼痛，寺田差点跪倒在地。 At this time, it was already dawn. 寺田回到了家里，把从厨房取出来的一包海洛因喝了下去，顿时感到心里实在不好受，真想发吐，最后还是卷曲着象海虾一样的身躯呕吐了。不过待镇住呕吐后，膝盖一点儿也不痛了。只感到一阵困魔的袭扰，但他想，现在必须战胜这困魔。 停在门外的一辆挂着神奈川车牌的旧型号“奔驰”牌汽车，已经在那里停了两个多小时了。寺田想：这时纪子和寺岛也该早断了气吧。 寺田把窗帘打开一个小缝，看到经纪人正朝这边走来。 顿时，一种不祥的预感从寺田脑海里一掠而过，那辆车里还有四个男人，都提着大型提琴琴盒，从车里下来。 寺田本能地拔出了手枪，正踌躇着是否开枪射击。前面四个人一跃进前院，打开了琴盒，取出了冲锋式的短机关枪。 寺田很不情愿地朝玻璃窗外开了一枪，只见中间的一个人丢下了短机关枪，一屁股栽倒在地，与此同时，其他人开始射击了，寺田拼命的将头往后一缩，窗上的玻璃碎片纷纷掉了下去。 幸好寺田将头缩了回来，才保住了性命，那剩下的三人正端着机关枪扫射着。前院正面的玻璃几乎没剩，全被打得粉碎。墙壁上布满了就象缝纫机走针似的弹痕。 这时，只见可悲的佐山，还被照旧绑着，他不知从哪里来到那具尸体旁边，发出了象是发狂似地哄笑，这笑声是从他喉咙底部迸发出的。他一逾笑着一边喊道： “他们是毒品走私组织雇来的杀手，我与经纪人的交易绝对不能让外人知道的，若是警察插手此事，我们就都逃不脱了。所以留下你这个知情者，他们认为是不应有的过失。我现在和在家里对你说的这些有关交易的事，都是被遭到了绝境时才说的。现在这些家伙打算把你我都干掉，才能封住口。我死了倒没什么，比我的命更重要的纪子已经不在了。死对于我来说无所谓了。不过你现在还不愿死吧？今天我也会看到你这家伙，死了以后是一副什么样的丑态。”他用充满了诅咒的口吻，连续胡乱地喊叫道。 这时，几个家伙又一次从前院开始了他们的齐射，打得室内墙上的灰泥碎片飞扬，寺田就象被笼罩在雾中一样，连续沉闷的射击声，震耳欲聋。他们边打边冲，已有一个人攻到了进门处，正朝里面扫射着。 寺田的睡意早已跑到九霄云外去了，身体和大脑也完全恢复了清醒。他趁着他们换弹匣的间隙，他跃上楼梯平台，坐了下来，用双手握着手枪等在那里。 扫射的枪声还在持续着。这时寺田好象看见楼梯下，己经饮弹而亡的那个杀手的尸体，仿佛活过来似的跳了起来。寺田还等在那里，寺田心里没有任何恐怖感。他在想：假如这些家伙中，哪怕只有一个人进人了我的视线，不会活着出去。 四周一片不祥的寂静。 寺田在楼梯平台上等待着，暂时停止了还击，那几个杀手也由于一时找不到目标而中止了射击，开始慢慢往屋里逼近。 寺田依旧沉着地一声不响等在那里。 时间一分一秒地过去了，几个杀手不知寺田究竞是死是活，几个人现在已经靠近了寺田房间门口，聚在那里小声地商量着什么。 忽然，寺田那扇摇晃的门被一脚踢开了。与此同时，几挺轻机枪同时对着屋内各个不同位置扫射起来，那几个人大概是下定了决心，绝不让寺田逃过。 平台上的寺田，把这一切都瞅在眼里，他平举起手里的枪，不慌不忙地打了个连发。 随着一声沉闷的哼声，一个沉重的身体扑地倒在了地上。 杀手们立即缩了回去，寺田看见门口有一具尸体难看地卷曲成一团，他一纵身又跃到屋里。 屋外的人不知道龟缩在什么地方，寺田不敢轻易行动。 他操起一只被打得只剩下一半的酒瓶，一扬手从楼梯上扔了出去。 “哒哒哒”楼梯外两个不同的方向立刻传来短促的射击声。 寺田从射击的角度就能判断出：剩下的两个家伙一定是老手，要想从正门逃出去，看来是不可能的了。 寺田看看天。天已经有些大亮了。四周的邻居听见枪声都吓得不敢露头。不过，他们很可能给警察打电话，那样一来寺田无论怎样也逃不掉了。 寺田不希望这样，他不想再拖下去。 他轻手轻脚走到床边，扯下床单，开始斯扯起来，不一会儿，一条布绳做成了，寺田把一头拴在室内，另一头轻轻从窗口扔了出去。 他拿起手枪，对着屋门口又放了两枪，屋外又是一阵短促的枪声，两人还守在那里，寺田操起一只枕头，从窗口扔下去。 没有反应，那里没人。 寺田迅速行动起来，他用嘴咬住手枪，双手操起布绳，“哧溜”一声就下到了楼底。 没等双脚落地，寺田便一松手跳将下来，顺势一个滚翻，以避免可能的袭击，四周依旧没有一点声音，寺田开始狂跑起来。 前面不远就是公路，寺田必须栏住一辆车远远地离开这里，寺田把手枪别在腰间，不住地跑着，两个杀手不知现在是否已经反应过来，在此之前他一定得尽可能跑远些。 公路上，稀稀拉拉有几辆车，天还太早，大多的人都还在睡觉。 远远地，二辆绿色的本田轻便型汽车朝寺田驶了过来，寺田毫不犹豫地窜上公路，张开双手拦住汽车。 汽车“吱”的一声在离寺田几米远地方停住，从车窗里伸出一个脑袋来，是个稚气未脱的少年。 寺田一见是个孩子，松了口气，他走上前去，二话没说，就拉开车门钻进后座。 "What do you want to do?" 少年惊诧地问，然而迎面看见的是一只乌黑的手枪。 “别哆嗦，快开车！”寺田不耐烦地威吓道。 少年吓得一句话也说不出来，他抖索的双手握住了方向盘，发动了汽车。 “这就对了，开快点！”寺田用手枪点点少年的后背。 少年灵巧地驾着车。年纪虽不大，不过看起来技术比较熟练。 “你要我带你上哪儿？”少年心惊胆战地问。 “这你别管，不过你放心，只要你好好开车，我不会伤害你的！” 少年艰难地咽了一口唾沫。 "What is your name?" 寺田想让他轻松些，便闲聊了起来。 “雅也，竹田雅也。” “雅也，技术不错嘛。” “那里，那里。” 雅也一边回答，一边想，“这人不知杀了多少人，可千万别再对我开枪呀。” 在路边一片森林边上，寺田命令雅也停下车。 “我这就下车，不过雅也，在我进人森林之前，不准开车走掉，这是谢礼，少了点，不过千万别客气。” 寺田把八张钞票塞在雅也手上，然后钻出车门，往森林走去。 寺田的身影在森林里消失了很久之后，雅也这才回过神来。 "God bless!" 雅也吁了口气，发动了汽车。 石原面对的是几个持枪的黑崎组成员。他们每人手里端着一挺冲锋枪式轻机枪，是美军留下的过时式样，但都很好用，极利于近距离作战。 石原与他们对峙着，雅也开车去了，他还没来得及离开，就被后面跟来的几个人围住了。 “把手里的枪放下！” 其中一个年龄较轻的人命令道，听声音还很稚气，不过冷冷地透着杀机。 石原一边盯着他们，一边紧张地思索着逃脱的好办法。 几个人端着机枪，枪上机头开张着，枪口黑洞洞地指着石原。 “不用想逃了，我们都不是新手，再说你只有一个人。” talking.他用手肘指了指两边，身边的人立即分散开来。从各个不同的方向用枪指着石原。 "Ping-pong!" 石原将手里的毛瑟枪扔在了地上。 两个人背上抢，发号施令的那一个枪口依旧手端着，看着他俩用绳子绑上石原。 石原被蒙上双眼，象虾米一样团团绑住，扔进了仓库外停着的一辆小车上，两个人一左一右地坐在他身边。 车在公路上开了太约一个小时，忽然“吱”的一声停了下来，他被带下了车，推进了一间屋子里。 解开蒙住眼睛的布，石原才发现自己被押进了一间地下室，地下室约有十几张塌塌米大小，在一头坐着几个黑脸膛的人，押他的几个人站在他的周围。 “说是你弄走了那一批珠宝，” 一个面容慈和的中年人开口道。 石原没说话，看了看四周。一盏很暗的灯光照在地下室里，人的影子被拉得很长，让人产生一种恐怖感。四周站满了人，没有逃跑的可能。 “混蛋，快回话，别这么傲慢无礼的，这是我们的老板。” 带他来的那个人怒吼道，挥手打了石原一下，石原发现他最多只有二十出头，或许还不到这个年纪，不过样子有些凶残。 “秀之，别对客人这么粗暴，让我和他好好谈谈。”老板的声音很慈祥。 秀之退到一边，老板示意石原坐下。 “他们对我说了，你很勇敢，你有没有兴趣和我们合作，一起干。我们可从来都是干大买卖的，我也从不亏待手下的人。” 石原扭了扭被绑痛的身体，没说话，他早就知道黑崎组是这一带最大的黑帮，没想到会惹上他们。 “他们对你粗暴了些，我向你道歉。”老板黑崎说。 石原还是一言不发。 “告诉我珠宝被你藏到哪儿了？” “不在我这儿里。”石原摇头说。 "Where?" "I don't know." 老板沉默了一会儿，然后说道：“我想你也许是累了。这样吧，你先休息一下，过后咱们再谈。你在这段时间可以好好想想。” 老板一挥手，石原又被蒙上了眼睛，两个大汉架着他走出了地下室。 他被关进一个潮湿的密室里，那里只有一张床和一张桌子。屋里吊着一盏小灯泡，他用拳头砸了砸墙，声音很沉闷。墙非常厚。四周没有窗户，门是铁做的，上面开了一个小窗口，从那里送饭过来。 屋里一阵骚臭味让石原差点呕吐了出来，他知道这里也没有什么逃跑好机会。 他感到实在太累了，于是一头倒在床上睡着了。不知道过了多久，他被人推醒了过来，两个大汉象先前那样蒙着他的眼睛，把他带回了那间地下室里。 黑崎依旧端坐在那里，桌子上摊了一堆食物和饮料。 “你一定饿了。” 他向石原示意，石原的确饿得厉害，把桌子上的东西风卷残云般一点不剩地全干掉了。 “年轻人好胃口，别怪我们怠慢了客人，多包涵点。”黑崎又说道。 石原吃完，坐回原来的位置。 “那么，现在你可以想起来了吧？” “不，我的确不知道。”石原故作无奈地回答。 黑崎好脾气地轻轻挥了挥手。 “年轻人，我们和客人之间是以诚相待的。你相信我，我的部下脾气不好，不过你放心，我是有耐心的。” “我的确不知道，本来珠宝是在我们手里，但是，你，还有安一打起来，我们就吓得不知道该怎么办才好