Chapter 12 Section 9

On the third day of the allowed visit, my colleague Saburo Kasai came.As soon as Kasai entered the ward, he yelled: "What, isn't it good? I still live in a hotel-like room, so I don't worry about you for nothing!" He dialed into the factory with me, and he has a lively personality. It's the opposite of me.I said sorry for causing trouble to everyone, and his tone was the same as usual: "You don't need to care about it at all, this kind of opportunity is rare, just take enough rest. Is this vacation paid? Such a stingy factory , this time I really didn’t expect it.”

"How is the situation in the factory? Has there been any change?" Hearing my question, Kasai scratched his chin with a downcast face: "It's the same, nothing has changed." "Well... yes, nothing will change in such a short time." "Sakai and the others kept saying behind their backs that they would immediately fire the factory workers and beat up the factory director when they left. But Sakai didn't do anything big in our opinion, and he didn't have any clear ideas. He was just pretending. Just cover up and fool around." "No, it's still the same." I sighed.

Since last year, we have become more and more distrustful of the factory manager and other superiors. Before that, everyone was bored in their hearts and did not show it.The trigger for the deterioration of the relationship with the boss was a problem with the concentration of certain industrial machinery produced in the factory.Our mechanics rushed to the customer's place to deal with it non-stop, and it turned out that there was a problem with the power supply attached to the machine, and all of them had to be recalled.Specific product defects were not made public, and we were instructed to keep them strictly confidential from our customers.

We stayed up all day and night to fight, and the problem seemed to be solved, but there were still some things that we couldn't figure out.Our doubts continued unabated. The problematic power supply was purchased from a certain company, and we suspect that someone in the higher-ups might be confused with that company.This is not just a simple conjecture. There have been several similar situations in the past, and there have been several times when we were clearly in collusion with our competitors, and every time we were ordered to wipe our asses, it was us front-line workers. Resistance is taken for granted. It is obvious that people have resigned one after another, and most of them are young people.There are also people who have not resigned for the time being but are waiting for an opportunity-Kasai and others probably fall into this category.Those who remained fell neatly into two categories: those who had no intention of quitting, but had no drive, and those who, no matter what happened, were patiently working in silence.Most of the latter bought houses with borrowed money from the factory.

Although I did not borrow money, I undoubtedly belonged to the latter category.Sometimes I follow the trend and get angry with my boss, but I don't have the courage to express my attitude.This is also because I have been helped since I was in vocational school, and I have never thought about other paths, so everyone calls me "honest". "I said Ah Chun, you can earn the boss's impression points, but don't be a spy." The old employee who spoke ill of his boss during the break noticed that I often said that when I was there, probably because I didn't talk ill with them , just listening silently.

Someone once asked me: "You don't have any complaints? What are you thinking, do you think it's okay to go on like this?" It's not that I don't have complaints, and it's not that I think it's good, it's just that when I think about what I can do, I feel powerless, so I just get by day after day. "But that's not okay." Hearing this abrupt sentence from me, Ge Xi was taken aback: "Huh?" "Talking about things in the factory, it won't work if it keeps going like this." "What are you talking about, kid? They were talking about movies, why did you suddenly come back to the previous topic?" Kasai smiled wryly, seemingly taken aback, and then returned to a serious expression, "That's right, it won't work like this , more and more outrageous."

"Can't we do something?" "Leapfrog to sue? But the factory is so big, I don't know where to sue, and I have to be prepared to be fired." "It is important to cut off the root of all evil, but the first thing we should do is to change ourselves and fight for legitimate rights. If we do not work hard because of the misconduct of the superiors, we will become the same as them." "It's true, but I can't get excited." I shook my head: "This kind of thing cannot be justified." "Well, yes, it's not a good excuse."

"First unite and do what should be done, and then find the right opportunity to ask our requirements." "Like a union or something? But our union is a dud." "If they do what I say, they won't be tamed by the boss." "That's right!" Gesai seemed to notice something after laughing, "I said, is your kid really Ah Chun?" "Don't talk nonsense, who am I?" "It's like talking to someone else. It's hard to believe that you can say such things from your kid's mouth." "After being hospitalized, I have time to think about various things carefully. Looking back on the past, I am really ashamed. I don't know why I am so satisfied with the status quo."

"Rediscovering myself in the legend? It seems that I have to be hospitalized too." Kasai looked at his watch and stood up, "I'm leaving." "Be united!" I clenched my fist at him. He looked back at the door and shrugged: "Go back and tell everyone what your kid looks like now, probably no one will believe it." I winked at him. The police came that night.I opened the sketchbook that Ah Hui had given me, and when I began to write with the thought of her smiling face, Ms. Orange came to inform me of this matter. "If you don't want to, you can let him go back today—if you haven't sorted out your mood..."

Her concern made me happy, but before she finished speaking, I started shaking my head: "It's really something I don't want to recall, but I want to settle it myself. Please let him in." She looked at me with the eyes of observing the patient's mental state, nodded as if she understood, and disappeared outside the door. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. "Please come in." With a slightly hoarse "Excuse me", the door opened.The man who came in was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, as strong as a professional baseball player, with a slightly dark complexion and rough outlines. He quickly looked around the ward, and stopped his eyes on me as if looking at some furniture.

"I'm Kurata from the First Investigation Division." He handed over his business card. I took it over and saw the small characters written in a ballpoint pen on the corner of the business card at first glance. I remembered today's date, probably out of consideration for the whereabouts of the business card in case the business card was stolen by bad people.The job of the police is to be suspicious. "You look good, and your complexion is good." He said familiarly. "Thanks to everyone." I gave him the chair and sat on the bed by myself.He sat down politely. "I thought you were lying on the bed, but it's not." He glanced at the iron table by the window, on which was a sketchbook. "I wasn't in the hospital because I had an internal problem or a broken leg or something." "No." He nodded with a mysterious expression on his face, "but it's really a disaster." "Like a dream," I said. "Of course, a nightmare." "The lady in charge here—Miss Tachibana, right? She told me that you barely remember anything about that." "I heard that the criminal is dead, but the details are not clear. They only allowed me to read the newspaper a few days ago." "It's been a lot." He glanced at my forehead.The bandages were removed, but the scars were still there. "Of course the police know what surgery I had, right?" Hearing my question, he had a complicated expression. "Only those who are involved in the investigation know, and the higher ups have forbidden us to spread the word." I have to smile bitterly, probably very few people can keep silent on such an interesting topic. "Well, I heard that your memory is fine, do you still remember that incident?" "I remember exactly what happened before the shooting." "That's enough. Can you explain in as much detail as possible?" He crossed his legs and took out a pen and paper. I told him as accurately as possible the scene that I hadn't recalled several times after waking up in the hospital, and especially carefully described the process of the girl trying to escape through the window until the criminal found out and shot. After listening, he had mixed expressions of satisfaction and surprise on his face. "It is roughly consistent with other people's testimony. No, it should be said that your account is the most clear. It is really not simple. You were shot in the head and underwent such a major operation." "thanks." "It's me who should thank you. Now I can finish the report. I heard that you may regain consciousness. I have been leaving this paragraph blank." As he spoke, he put the notebook into the inner pocket of his suit. "Can I ask a question?" "Ask, as long as I know." "Who is that person? Why did you attack the real estate agency?" The officer folded his arms, looked at the ceiling, and pursed his lips. "That man's name is Kyogoku Shusuke." He gestured the four characters in the air with his fingers, "It's a long story about how he went to commit a crime. Simply put, it's revenge." "Revenge, to whom?" "One is his father, and the other is society." "What does his father... have to do with that company?" "The owner Banba Tetsuo is his father, but he has no household registration. Banba admitted that he had a relationship with Kyogoku's mother, but denied that he was his son, and has not provided any financial assistance so far. Kyogoku's mother died of a cold last year. , like from then on, he was determined to take revenge." "Cold to death?" I thought I had heard it wrong. "It seems to be heart failure. Kyogoku asked Fanba for surgery several times, but he didn't take it seriously." I felt a tingle in my back.I was shot in the head and lived, and people in the world died of colds. "It is said that after the death of his mother, that guy often appeared around Fanba. I guess he might be looking for revenge. After that, he probably found out that there was a large amount of cash stored in that company, and he thought of robbery." "Isn't his mother dead? This is the end of the matter, and the money has been robbed..." "So it's revenge." Police Officer Cangtian's mouth twitched, and he narrowed one eye, "He's taking revenge to vent his anger. But for the key figure Banba, even if he is robbed of 200 million yuan, he won't be so distressed. There are far more taxes evaded each year than that." I felt a tightness in my chest like a foreign object. "What a sad story." "It's tragic." He said, "Many people in the world are inexplicably unlucky, and they are all angry with their fate while turning their grief into strength to live. That guy, Kyogoku, is a lost dog. By the way, listen Are you saying that your parents died too?" "My parents died while I was still in school." The police officer nodded: "But you are still an upright person, and this time you have tried your best to save the child. I think it has nothing to do with the environment. Compared with people like you, Jingji is useless garbage, dead better." "I heard he was indeed dead." "On the roof of the mall..." "Roof?" I couldn't help raising my voice. "After hitting you, Kyogoku snatched the money and escaped from the real estate company. He brandished a pistol and opened a way among the crowd attracted by the gunfire, and then got into the car, but was immediately surrounded by the entire street. Can you imagine after that? The net is getting smaller and smaller, forcing him to have nowhere to go.” Probably proud of the police’s maneuverability, he became bright-eyed, “He dropped the car halfway and ran into Maruhishi Department Store. Witnessed There were a lot of survivors, so the sniper team was notified immediately. Kyogoku coerced the elevator worker to go directly to the roof." "Why did he go upstairs?" "The sniper team also chased after you with the same questions as you, and they suddenly realized it when they reached the top of the building. He climbed over the guardrail and threw money down." "From the top of the building?" I widened my eyes, "Why?" "Only he himself knows this. It's probably a way to vent his anger, or he just wants to escalate the riot. People gathered around the department store like ants surrounded sugar. The police came and tried to recover it, but more than half of the money was gone. No return." The scene he said appeared in front of my eyes. "He didn't want to escape when he got there?" "It seems to be. As soon as the police approached, Kyogoku threatened with a gun while throwing money down. After the money was distributed, he came down from the guardrail..." Officer Kurata used his index finger and thumb to make a gesture of shooting himself in the chest , "He hit the heart and died on the spot. According to the police present at the time, Kyogoku smiled eeriely before shooting." I can imagine his expression.Probably laughing at everything with those cloudy eyes like dead fish eyes. "Is no one else injured?" "Fortunately—it may be disrespectful to you to say this—no. It was you and the real estate company that were robbed. It can only be said that it is tragic to avoid prosecution because of the death of the criminal..." He bit his lower lip lightly, shaking Shake your head. "What about damages?" "The culprit is gone after all, and we have also considered claiming compensation from the real estate company, but Tetsuo Banba is already very angry about the loss this time." He showed sympathy, but I didn't ask because I wanted to claim compensation, but I was wondering if the person who paid for my hospitalization had something to do with Kyogoku Instant. "But it's ridiculous," I said, "with all the fuss and being a victim like me who almost went to God and then there's no prosecution, which means no trial, nothing." Perhaps because he took my words as irony, Kurata had a bitter expression on his face. "Maybe they chased Kyogoku too fast, and the sniper team probably didn't expect that guy to give up so quickly." "I don't think he... gives up." He looked surprised: "Oh?" "Well, he was determined to die from the start." He shrugged and smiled softly: "Maybe. If you want to die, you can do it alone." "That's right." I agreed casually, while imagining Kyogoku's smile at the moment before committing suicide.