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Chapter 5 dead sea apples

Battlefield Night Symphony 田中芳树 19667Words 2018-03-14
Some people say - life is a treasure hunt.I don't know who said that, maybe it's a man, maybe it's a woman.The definition of treasure varies from person to person, for Napoleon it was glory, for Stalin it was power, for the Hungarian "female vampire" Elisabeth Batt who slaughtered six hundred virgins and sucked their blood dry For the Countess of Leigh, it was youth and beauty. When I was a teenager, I used to believe that my potential was infinite, but after I turned 30, I finally realized how big my palm was and what kind of treasure it was suitable for. My hands couldn’t hold the world and the universe.

Speaking of what I have in my hand, the right hand is the weekly magazine that was just published yesterday, and the right hand is a mug filled with black coffee.Walking on the streets of Japan, you can see the growing industry in the past ten years everywhere, but in China, I am an unemployed vagrant with no fixed place, and I don't even know where my resident card is.Therefore, I am currently boarding in the high-end apartment that my college student and work partner Mitsuru Izumi used as an underground base near Shinagawa Station in Japan. "The Bermuda Delta of Japan on the Sanriku coastline? The financial industry's big fortune and the whereabouts of private jets are unknown."

I looked at this headline, which was clearly written with gloating, not because I had a strong sense of justice, but because the news of the death of an acquaintance became the object of everyone's curiosity, and it was quite unpleasant. The content of the report stated that Nakashiro Hiroyuki, the boss of Dongfang Xingfa Co., Ltd., which operates real estate and tourism businesses, disappeared in a private twin-engine plane accident. After two weeks, his whereabouts are still unknown and he is now considered dead. In May, when the weather was stable, a plane disappeared without a trace over the Pacific Ocean. Hiroyuki Nakashiro, his daughter-in-law Yako, the secretary and the pilot were on board.They took off from Chofu Airport, intending to inspect from above the project site where Dongfang Xingfa plans to build an ocean amusement park on the coast of Sanriku. After two weeks, they have not returned home.

The Coast Guard spent ten days searching, and finally concluded that "the cause of the accident is unknown", and a formal funeral was held.Because this incident is quite famous, it was even reported on foreign TV. One day I ordered a plate of cold noodles at a Japanese restaurant in Bangkok and spread the newspaper on the table. When I saw my uncle’s name, it was a bolt from the blue. Board a flight to Japan. Nakashiro Hiroyuki was the elder brother of my late father. My uncle was a very good man, except for one thing, which is more appropriately called a quirk than a defect.He likes to eat chestnut yokan with fresh fish, and drink spicy Japanese wine; if he doesn't accompany him, he will be unhappy, so I always coax and lie to appease my stomach and complain, and insist on being with my uncle.

I like my uncle more than my father, and my uncle often chats with my nephew more than my own son, Kouji. "My dreams are pure blue." Uncle said so.Pure blue refers to - ocean and sky. Fourteen of the eighteen hotels owned by my uncle are on the coast, and the other four are located on the shores of Lake Towada, Lake Nomin, Lake Okutama, and Lake Inwa, all of which are built in places with water. For my uncle, the Ogasawara Islands will be covered with airports, restaurants, marinas, marine museums, villa villages and other recreational facilities in the future, which is the treasure he pursued all his life.Up to now, the horoscope has been written down, but when a person dies, he will have nothing.

Izumi walked slowly into the living room. He returned to China a week earlier than me, and it has nothing to do with this matter. He seems to have fully enjoyed Japanese food and women after his rare trip to Canada. "Student, I think it's time for you to go out? You said that your cousin Koji dislikes people being late the most." Don't listen to Quantian who seems to be full of Kansai dialect, he is actually from Chiba County.He is five centimeters shorter than me, but weighs eight kilograms heavier than me. His personality and physique give off a perfect and easy-going impression, but since I left Japan thirteen years ago, he has been my most reliable partner. His movements are quick and agile, which makes it impossible to associate with his appearance.

"Is your uncle nice to you?" "Give me more pocket money than my dad." "Ah, this is really a mountain of kindness." "Speaking of my dad, he works as a clerk in the court, but his brain is harder than rotten bread; in addition to going back and forth between home and school, high school students who play everywhere, he thinks they are bad boys." "Senior, it turns out that you are a living example of the rigid family education model." Quanta said with a slightly mocking tone. "Senior, the daughter-in-law who had an accident with your uncle is Kouji's wife, you seem to know her very well, right?"

"Yeah, we were classmates in high school." Although this sentence is true, it does not represent the whole truth.But there is no doubt that the teeth at that time were indeed part of my dream. Yazi's appearance will be seen by nine out of ten people who will admit that she is a beauty. During school celebrations, she is always the focus of attention of boys from other schools, not to mention the concern of boys from the same school.She has shoulder-length natural curly hair, a high nose bridge that is different from Japanese, and an elegant figure. The god of luck favored me and my uncle's son, Kouji, who is a year older than me. She and I are in the same class, and my cousin is the senior of her drama club, but Kouji is better at doing heresy ways.

After going to university, Yazi aspired to become a stage actress, but she always lacked some requirements when it comes to professional level, so she had to give up this path.Finally, among the many suitors, a lucky one was chosen. Kiba chose not me, but Kouji. When I learned of her decision, I felt my heart suddenly go cold, and my strength below the knees was obviously weak, but I still put on a pose and tried to stand firm. It's not that I'm so proud that I think she will definitely take a fancy to me, it's just that compared with Kouji, I believe that I can win the moon first.It turned out that it was all my own delusion from the beginning to the end. Do you want to know where this self-confidence came from?Now that I think about it, I can only laugh at myself.

But when I was only twenty years old at the time, I always wanted to know why Hui Yazi didn't choose me. Even if I heard it, I would regret it, but it was better than not knowing why. "I'm not trying to force you to change your mind now, I just want you to tell me what dissatisfaction you have with me." Teeth sighed. "Qing Yan, I also considered choosing you, it's true, but the balance didn't fall to you." "So, I really want to know the reason why the scale is not tilted towards me but Kouji." Yazi looked at me with obvious pity on his face.

"Have you ever heard of apples from the Dead Sea?" "No……" "This is a story in the Bible. There is an apple tree growing on the edge of the Dead Sea cliff in Jerusalem. I heard that the fruit on the tree is quite sweet; but when you are about to bite off the apple, it immediately turns into a heap of sand. falling apart." "I do not understand what you mean……?" I said, in fact, I already understood.She thinks I'm just a showman, and that's what I did at the time.It’s not that I’m a big talker, I’m tall enough, I’m sharp, and I’m almost versatile in sports. If Valentine’s Day gift-giving was as popular then as it is now, every February 14th, I think maybe I need to carry a box that can hold chocolates Mountain paper bag. On the other hand, my cousin Kouji knew at a glance that he belonged to the type who worked hard and had no joy in life. Compared with his appearance, it is not too much to say that he is a servant of the queen.But if Yazi can see his inner beauty and think he is a lifelong partner worthy of entrustment, then I have no choice but to admit defeat. "Anyway, your cousin is the son of the big boss. It can be seen that Yazi is just a gold digger who dreams of getting a rich husband. It is not your fault that you were dumped by her." Some friends comforted me like this, but hearing them criticize my teeth like that, my heart is not much better.As a result, I never went to school again. After leaving Japan for several years, the school will definitely expel my student status. Of course, I will not go back to confirm. More than ten years have passed since that incident, and I am already thirty-three years old. Now I am still a bachelor, but I don’t like people saying that I am obsessed with Yazi. This explanation is better, but I think the reason why Yazi didn’t choose me is my biggest knot... The head office of Dongfang Xingfa Co., Ltd. is located in a high-rise building facing the Yasukuni Highway in the south of Section 9, Chiyoda District. This is the headquarters, and 18 hotels, yacht marinas, golf courses, playgrounds, restaurants and other facilities across the country are located here. Do the most effective operation and application. At least that's true when the uncle is still alive, but compared with his uncle, Kouji's vision is much short-sighted; I doubt whether he can maintain the sovereignty of this small and dainty independent kingdom of Dongfang Xingfa. But this is someone else's business, someone else's property, and there is no room for me to intervene. "I want to meet your new president, and I have made an appointment in advance." The counter lady and the president exchanged simple questions and answers over the phone, and I knew very well that I was not a welcome guest. Kouji Nakajo was in the president's office on the sixth floor. Except for two oil paintings by unknown painters hanging on the wall, the room was full of office machines that ruined the view. Looking out the window, he could only see the greenery of the Yasukuni Shrine. There is no interest in life. The owner of the room also seems to be a little less visible.It is completely impossible to tell that he is a young industrialist who has mastered one billion assets at the young age of thirty-four.When I was sitting on the sofa with my legs crossed and was about to report, my cousin spoke first instead. "There's no need to pursue that matter anymore, you can stop." I continued to look at each other with my legs crossed. "Oh, the direction of the wind has changed again, right? You were the one who brought this up to me first, just like before." Immediately, Kouji's face seemed to pass through an electric current. Since he was a student, every time he encountered a problem, he asked me to help him solve it. Maybe he just remembered all the unhappiness in the past. ※※※ ...I met someone last night, just after accepting Kouji's request. The man was a student named Shinichiro Morimoto, a sausage guy with a penchant for bugging police radios, aviation radios, and even Self-Defense Force communication systems.Although it was impossible for Kouji to use Dongfang Xingfa's name openly, he had been conducting secret investigations from the very beginning.In short, since someone provided information related to the cause of his father's death, he naturally couldn't ignore it. Even so, he still didn't want to contact the other party in person. The hesitant Kouji repeatedly delayed the date of the interview, and happened to meet me at the funeral who had rushed back to pay his respects. Kouji Call yourself lucky, then leave the job to a troublesome past. I met Shinichiro Morimoto at a coffee shop at the east exit of Ikebukuro, and he said to me with his acne-scarred face: "I want money." This request is very healthy, but I did not say it. "How much do you want?" "One hundred million yuan." This sentence clearly misses a girl early on, but deliberately hides it with a cough, which is completely the practice of Xiaomin Ningjing.The hat on the head of a woman seated behind him kept shaking, probably because his coughing sound was hilarious. "Unfortunately, our company is a small and medium-sized enterprise, and we are not rich enough to waste 100 million public coins to buy information that has not yet been verified." "But this information definitely has this value." "The value depends on the relationship between supply and demand. You should have learned it in high school political economy class?" "I didn't take a political economy class." "...Okay, don't be sloppy anymore." I lower my voice. "This matter is not a joke. I have prepared 500,000 yuan. See if you want to accept it, and then tell everything you know? Or do you want Mr. Police to take care of you for violating the Communication Act?" You? Choose one of the two, let me say it first, tap the police radio to ensure that you can't finish eating and walk around." Although there were twists and turns before reaching the target, Morimoto finally agreed to accept a reasonable reward and confessed what he had learned about the aviation radio content. "'The weather is clear, the sky is windy, and the sea is calm...' What I thought at the time was this type of narrative, and suddenly there was a scream that was almost mournful:'What is that? There is no such thing on the radar, it is It’s rushing over!’——then there was a ‘bang’; I’m sure it’s definitely not a natural disaster, if it’s an accident, but this communication hasn’t been made public, there must be something strange!” With so little content, 500,000 yuan is still too expensive!In short, I want him to forget about this matter, and not to let anyone know about it, and then we will part ways with him. I thought Kouji would be interested in this content, but unexpectedly he put on an absent-minded look, and didn't even offer verbal condolences. "Forget it, let's treat it as an accident of unknown cause, and make peace with it." I made a mocking expression on purpose. "Cousin Kouji, is someone threatening you?" Judging from Kouji's panic-stricken look, I can tell that my guess was correct. Uncharacteristically, I violently threw the coffee cup back into the plate, and the good blue mountain was also splashed out. "Don't make wild guesses." "Is it a wild guess?" I sneer.Regardless of Kouji's other aspects, his inner fear and anxiety are always revealed, from high school to university. "Do you have any difficulties?" The accuracy rate of this question is about 100%. He will try to defend himself at first, but in the end he will push the matter to me. That's why I always feel superior in front of Kouji; Kouji shook his head in denial with all his might. "Absolutely no one threatened me, really, and I hope you don't have to get involved in this anyway." "Your father and wife died unexpectedly. I thought you would be emotionally unstable, but it looks like the opposite." The moment he heard the words "wife", Kouji changed his expression.I was really surprised by the gloomy and indescribable emotions revealed in it. "About Yazi, I have something to tell you." His tone was serious. "She doesn't love me at all, at least after a year of marriage, the love between us has long since disappeared." "Hey……" "Yazi always said to me: 'I thought you were very reliable, but I didn't realize until after I married you that your previous hard-working image was just a sugar coating to cover up your old-fashioned true face!';'I I married the wrong person, I knew that the Lord should choose Haruhiko, maybe now I can find a different sky.'” "..." "You don't have to be happy too early. If you marry her, maybe she will still complain non-stop: 'I knew I should have chosen Kouji.'" "Stop talking." It took me a lot of effort to squeeze out a calm voice, and an inexplicable feeling filled my heart.Feelings of anger and self-pity were rising from the grocery aisle I was churning. "Listen to you if you continue, it will only make everyone sink deeper, I understand, I will stop here, otherwise it will only cause people to gossip, say that I am nosy, completely ignore your existence, and everything will be as it should be." The meaning of bereavement." Kouji clearly showed a relieved expression. With one hand, he took out a checkered handkerchief made in Italy to wipe off his sweat, and with the other hand, he handed me a rectangular paper bag.I silently took the paper bag, stuffed it into the inner pocket of my clothes, and stood up with my crossed legs.Probably because of too much force, Kouji trembled. "I wish Zhongchengjia and Dongfang Xingfa a prosperous career." I threw down a hard-to-pronounce stereotyped essay and closed the door of the president's office. In fact, I don't want Kouji to live in peace at all.I went back to Izumita's apartment first, and confirmed that there was a total of two million yen in the paper bag Kouji gave me.Comparing Kouji's abilities with mine based on this amount is a tricky decision. I handed over the money to Izumita for safekeeping, then took off my suit and changed into casual clothes, transported a few necessary items to the underground parking lot, and stuffed them into the car.Night binoculars, high-sensitivity radio microphones and earphones, portable tape recorders, etc. are a complete set of eavesdropping tools, but all these things can be bought in Akihabara. I parked the car in the back alley of Yasukuni Highway and watched the building of Dongfang Xingfa.Without waiting too long, my lord cousin got off work thirty minutes early and started to take action.Kouji got into the company car Chrysler and ordered the driver to go south on the Yasukuni Highway.I was running after two or three cars, and Kouji never looked back, maybe I should have followed closely. I followed Kouji, looked at his back, and couldn't help but think of what Yako said.She once mentioned "the apple of the Dead Sea". Once this virtual fruit is held in the hand, it will turn into gravel and be inedible.She hates this, so she gave up on me, and chose Kouji, unexpectedly Kouji, like me, is an apple that can only be seen but not eaten... Chrysler turned to Sakurada Road, crossed the west side of the city center, and drove directly to the residential area of ​​Shirokanedai, Minato District, and finally drove into a house with a copper door. Surrounded by high walls of marble, the house was of grand scale.The dense forest represents a corner of the green space of the National Nature Education Park and the Tokyo Metropolitan Teien Art Museum. I parked the car near Meguro Road, approached the gate of the house as if nothing had happened, and looked at the big characters on the door plate. Far East Heavy Industries Baijinliao. After reading it and returning to the car, I still couldn't grasp the meaning revealed in it. "Far East Heavy Industries? What's going on here?" I muttered to myself. The head office of Far Eastern Heavy Industries is located in Yaesu. It is a huge enterprise system with a capital of 340 billion, 160,000 employees, and an annual turnover of 3 trillion yen.Most of its buyers and sellers belong to government agencies, and the circulation channels with the Ministry of International Trade and Industry, the Ministry of Construction, the Defense Agency, and the Science and Technology Agency can almost pass through in a group. This role is naturally indispensable in the large-scale construction plan of the Tokyo Bay Bridge, but its development focus is still on the military industry.What is the relationship between Far Eastern Heavy Industries and Kouji...? It's no use thinking about it here, so I took a plastic container out of my pocket and sprayed the contents all over my body.It's a pity that this is not a cologne, but a dog medicine developed by the US Postal Service.When I was chased by murderous dogs in Namibia, South America, if I hadn't had this medicine, I would have entered the temple of five viscera of Doberman dogs and become a pile of ground meat. I carried the waterproof bag with the eavesdropping tool on my back, checked that no traps such as infrared and red were installed, and then climbed up the fence of the house.Although it was dusk, the sky was full of low, thick clouds, and it was best to be in darkness all around.I jumped into the wooded courtyard without running into the oncoming watchdog.So far, my luck has been pretty good, but luck doesn't last long, so I can't be too optimistic. The courtyard is as wide as an elementary school playground in Tokyo. The western-style, or rather British-style courtyard is dotted with greenery such as flowers and trees. This Western-style building has two floors, with an attic built on top. Although the roof is covered with red tiles, there may be a layer of iron oxide embedded in the walls.I saw a gleam of orange through one of the windows, so I slid into the grass along the edge of the pool and set up the microphone and tape recorder, then put on my headphones and turned the volume on the mic as high as it could go. Focusing through the night telescope, a green room with a towering patio comes into view.There are three men sitting in armchairs and another standing.The next moment, the standing man drew the gauze curtains to cover half of the window.I couldn't help smacking my lips and immediately covered my mouth. After putting on the earphones again, I continued to follow the movement of the figures through the night telescope and listened attentively to the conversation. "...If only we had our own considerations, Mr. Zhongcheng." The owner of the voice sounds like a middle-aged male. "It's impossible for us to take over all the land owned by your father. Of course, the land around Uchibo will be transferred at the agreed price, and the stocks will be the same; but the other parts seem to have no commodity value, and I heard that Hayama's golf course has also been mortgaged. ..." "My father's career has not been as smooth as you can see." "So, if it is not appropriate to change the original conditions at this time, it is related to the strength of Far East Heavy Industries." "Hmm... Director Ichimura, what's your opinion?" A voice with a slightly higher frequency responded. "Mr. Zhongcheng's special mention made me terrified. I'm just a technician and I don't know much about finance and sales. But thanks to your great assistance, I can fully carry out the experiment..." The sound suddenly stopped, and then there was the sound of a hard object colliding. According to my imagination, it should be ice cubes mixed with water. The most important thing is what is the experiment just mentioned? "Therefore, we will try our best to meet your requirements, Mr. Zhongcheng. We are also considered a star company, and we will not be as relentless as an iron rooster." At this time, there was a dissatisfied voice, which was the first man who spoke just now. "But under the condition of equal exchange, director, we can't always make concessions...Mr. Zhongcheng has also benefited a lot before this." "You mean..." There was an inexplicable sharpness in Kouji's tone. "Once the secret of STILLS is revealed, Far Eastern Heavy Industries should suffer more than a small person like me. Am I wrong?" At this time, the early summer night air around me seemed to be floating, and a sense of tension flashed through my whole body. I didn't dare to move my hands anymore, because the danger was right beside me. "Okay, stop here, don't move." When an abusive voice came from the reception room, I began to regret two things.One is that the whole society was focused on eavesdropping just now, and as a result, I neglected to pay attention to the movement around me, and the other is that I forgot to install a hood on the night telescope.Thinking about it, my attack time is over, and now it's the opponent's turn. The man standing next to me has a gun in his hand, and the gun body looks strangely long due to the addition of a silencer. "Tell me first who you are?" I took off the earphones and put on an angry face. "I'm an amateur astronomer, and I like to observe Venus best." "Venus?" "Golden star." The joke wasn't funny at all, but the man laughed in a low voice.I understood he was insulting me with his laugh, so I decided to hate this guy.Then I started to observe him. He was about the same height as me, but much wider than me.Although he looked dull from the outside, he clenched his fists quite poisedly. He should have been the fourth person in the room. "Next time you want to eavesdrop, find a place where no one is around, but I don't think there will be a next time for you..." The man's fingers grabbed it violently, and I was thrown to the ground in an instant.With a muffled sound, a bullet passed my hairline.I leaned back and kicked up with my legs, but the man dodged my attack and fired a second bullet.This time it hit me directly on the left chest. Although I felt an impact, I didn’t bleed a drop of blood, so I kicked the man violently again. Although the man jumped away in time, his knee was kicked, and his whole body was slightly lost. balance. "Are you wearing body armor?" This man doesn't seem to be enjoying himself if he doesn't state the known facts in detail. I was wearing a body armor issued by the US military, which had been modified and added with an extra layer of organic reinforced glass fiber. Smaller caliber pistol bullets were absolutely impenetrable. The man switched the pistol to his left hand, and the right side reached his ankle. At this moment, I kicked out my left foot and stepped on the man's side abdomen with all my strength. The man took a deep breath, his burly body completely collapsed from the previous injury, but before he fell to the ground, he still used a stabbing knife. Even with such severe injuries to his flank, the speed of the man's hands is still astonishingly fast.The stabbing horse aimed straight at my eyebrows, and I dodged, and the bayonet flew into the air with a distance of a piece of paper. Then I jumped up with both feet and hit the opponent's chest hard.The reason for this is that on the one hand, the destructive power of the legs is three times that of the hands, and on the other hand, the mentality of revenge, this time the attack is effective.The man's ribs cracked, and he flew back and rolled on the ground without moving. I jumped up and didn't have time to enjoy the taste of victory. I was busy taking out the ID card in the man's pocket, took off the gun in his hand, and finally grabbed all the wiretapping tools and fled, because the light of the flashlight and the voice of the people had already disappeared. gradually toward me. I was taken aback. This person was an old acquaintance, but I knew him, and he didn't know me when I was a poor student ten years ago. Masao Sugihara: Deputy Chief of the Security Section of the General Affairs Department of Far Eastern Heavy Industries, who once worked as a supplementary post in the Chiba Police Department.During the Narita riots, Yu was active in the mobile unit, but due to his excessive behavior, he was not protected by his superiors, and finally transferred to a private company. With a height of 181 cm and a weight of 88 kg, he is about the same height as me, but weighs 10 kg.He is not only three-dan in judo, but also good at using batons. The progressive students I know often mention his name. It would be fine if he just dealt with extremists with demonstration sticks in their hands, but the problem is that he broke the collarbone of the old and weak women's income-generating monsters with batons. No wonder the bureaucratic upper class can't handle it.Through official and financial channels, Sugihara found another new world in Far East Heavy Industries.At that time, the chairman of Far East Heavy Industries was also the National Public Security Commissioner, so naturally he took in Sugihara, who was famous for rectifying high-level officials, with great joy. Because of this, Sugihara became the only deputy director who graduated from the Department of Physical Education in the huge enterprise system of Far East Heavy Industries.It's just that it's impossible for his position to continue to rise. With his only physique and strength, he can at most be the front-line team leader, but tonight he lost the qualification of a team leader. The me ten years ago must have been no match for Sugihara, but now he must be relaxed physically and mentally because of excessive luxury.It is true that people who do everything by themselves and deal with the enemy without the hands of others are great, but the main thing is the mentality of excess self-confidence. "Wow, although you killed that Sugihara, it's amazing." Quantian put up a gesture to salute me with one hand up. He is not extreme, but when he returned home to visit his relatives, he encountered a random inspection by the mobile team. I heard that the disaster made him hold a grudge. He also heard it from friends who participated in the Narita struggle. "Anyway, Far Eastern Heavy Industries is a well-known company. Forgive me for offending, but I think it's really incongruous for them to be put together with your uncle's company, senior. Now they are still associated with them. There must be fraud in it." "This..." I came to a conclusion from the conversation overheard at the Baijintai Mansion. My uncle's investment in real estate is mainly concentrated in Chiba and Ibaraki prefectures. On the one hand, it is also because the land in Kanagawa and Saitama is monopolized by large companies, and because the Tokyo Bay Cross-sea Bridge plan surfaced, there is a glimmer of life. The Tokyo Bay and Cross-sea Bridge is one of the large-scale projects in the financial sector including the Omoko Submarine Tunnel and the Kansai New Airport. It is planned to connect Kanagawa Prefecture and Chiba Prefecture with the bridge and subsea tunnel.There are many proposals for the route. To connect Kawasaki City and Kisarazu City, it needs to be extended by 15 kilometers, and the construction cost of the six-lane road is as high as 1 trillion yen. Far East Heavy Industries not only had superficial contact with this construction project, but also used a nominal subsidiary to acquire millions of square meters of land in Chiba County. "After the completion of the Tokyo Bay Cross-sea Bridge, the prices of land such as Muxiajin, Kimitsu, and Sodegaura will skyrocket overnight. For Far East Heavy Industries, the land held by my uncle must be a coveted piece of fat." "However, senior, your uncle refuses Far East Heavy Industries' purchase of land. If there are disagreements, then the price cannot be negotiated." "I think it's the latter." I smile wryly.My uncle owns a vast land, which he uses as a means of investment or speculation.The so-called "big companies cannot sell land" and "public ownership of land" and other concepts have absolutely nothing to do with him.It's just that Far Eastern Heavy Industries has always regarded itself as a top company, and it is a company with no one in sight. Maybe it's their swaggering attitude that angered my uncle, so I don't know if it's true. However, if calculated from the eyes of a businessman, reselling land and Wudong Heavy Industry in an appropriate amount is equivalent to being connected to the financial industry, and can also use it to enter the political world; but in comparison, it is better for uncle to choose a company that can fulfill his dream Places - It is wise to build resorts in Australia and Fiji, where the sea and the sky are the same. Since there is still room for change, it cannot be concluded that Far Eastern Heavy Industries has something to do with the uncle's death, but this time there are too many doubts about the accident of the uncle's private jet.Both the technician and the refurbishment personnel claim not to take any responsibility, and it is natural for them to choose to protect themselves, but what they say is "unexplained" does not mean "no reason".What's more, there is the strange testimony of Morimoto Shinichiro: "What is that? There is no such thing on the radar!" What is the meaning of this communication?Purely a radar glitch?Or the negligence of the pilot?or else... I shook my head vigorously, restraining this kind of, no, very outrageous guess, and shifted the conversation to other topics. Quanta crossed his hands and nodded repeatedly. "Senior, from this point of view, it means that your cousin is trying to betray your uncle, that is, his father, to Far East Heavy Industries." "In terms of the content of the conversation, it does make people think that way." My cousin and I have a strange and strange thing in common, we don't get along with our biological father.After I went to college, I left home and began to rent a house and do odd jobs. Kouji has always been obedient to his uncle, at least on the surface, but his heart may be filled with resentment and hatred. If there is a chance to let him To vent... and Far East Heavy Industries just gave him this opportunity. I thought of my teeth again.After Dongfang Xingfa listened to Koji's words, I couldn't help but think that the target of his venting was not his uncle, but Yazi. "In short, if there is a backlog of rumors, you can't just talk about it without evidence." "How about catching a suspicious person and forcing him to confess?" What Quanta proposed is like the incompetent policeman in a TV soap opera. Unfortunately, the world we live in is not so convenient that even the police's sixth sense can solve a serious mystery within fifty minutes without evidence.Having said that, we couldn't think of a better way to investigate. So I decided to go to bed right away and take action the next day.Kouji didn't know Izumita, nor did he know the apartment near Shinagawa Station.A place to sleep and a secret base are always welcome. ※※※ The next morning news reported that a fire broke out in the Itabashi district of Tokyo, and one person was burned to death.Normally, I would never make a fuss about such things, but when I heard the name of the deceased, I had to stop chewing Shishi. "A charred corpse was found. According to investigations, it was Shinichiro Morimoto, a fourth-year student at the Faculty of Engineering, Keiyo University. He was twenty-three years old..." The voice of the reporter told so. Shinichiro Morimoto is really pitiful too, a sausage family who knows more facts than others because he is a little more curious than others, and then loses his life because of leaking the wind. He was killed. There is no doubt that he was the culprit of the director Hiroyuki Nakashiro's "Plane Crash" and the victim of excessive defensiveness. I also became an accomplice without knowing it.I said to Izumita with a sense of guilt. "We can't go on like this. We have to leave Japan before the end of summer, and maybe we won't be able to return to China until the end of this century." "You just kill me." Izumi said sadly. "I like summer in Japan the most, cumulonimbus clouds, fireworks, temple fairs, fishing for goldfish, wind chimes, ghost stories, shaved ice, seaside tea houses... No matter how sultry the weather is, summer in Japan is always the best, and I plan to stay in Japan forever Until the wind blows in autumn." "Let's talk about your nostalgia when you have time later. No matter how unattractive the other places are, you still have to save your life to get through this summer, right, Junior Izumi." I'm exaggerating a bit, I've been feeling like my sense of humor is getting worse these days, and the jokes I tell aren't funny at all. "Well, I reluctantly gave up watching the fireworks display. Then again, there must be something strange about this incident. Since the accident of your uncle, senior, five people have lost their lives. I think the problem is not only the land, but also something deeper. inside story." "You can say that, but the point is we have to get to the heart of the problem." "I have an idea." Quanta leaned out, and the table that bears his whole body groaned unjustly. "I remember that it was an incident in 1984. When an airliner flew over the coast of Sanriku, the captain claimed that he saw a mushroom-shaped cloud, which caused quite a commotion at that time." "Ah, I remember that incident, but in the end it seems to be concluded that the captain was wrong, and it was just a naturally formed cloud." "On the surface, this is true, but seniors, the Japanese media often follow the script without confirming the official announcement. I think that if the truth is really disclosed at that time, the world may be in chaos." I frowned. "You mean that maybe the government conducted some experiments on the coast of Sanriku, and as a result, uncle suffered a lot, right?" The word "experiment" flashed in my mind. This is a sentence I heard in the bungalow in Baijintai. I think this is the key sentence of the whole thing. "exactly." Quanta nodded vigorously. "Because Yuanle Heavy Industry is the mainstay of Japan's military industry, and almost everything they do is protected by the government and the media." "Makes sense." I looked carefully at the pistol that fell from Sugihara's hand and replied, three caliber STANDER·MODELD with four bullets left.I try to avoid using guns in Japan as much as possible, but it should come in handy when things go wrong. "What kind of experiment do you think it will be? Nuclear weapons?" “……俺本来也是这么想,但是美国跟苏俄有一大堆监视卫星在上头飞来飞去,怎么可能查不到蛛丝马迹;美国也许总算按兵不支,但我就不相信苏俄在看日本在进行核子实验不会大声嚷给全世界知道。” “而且还牵涉到辐射线的问题,这可不是说忘记测量就能了事的,苏俄的渔船甚至公开携带盖革计数器在公海上进行检测,所以我想应该不是核子武器。” 在森辞真一郎的证词当中,也没听到有关蕈形云的句子,而是“雷达上映不出的东西正迎面而来”。 实验的对象并非核子武器,这是目前惟一确实的一点。 伯父所搭乘的双引擎飞机雷达发生故障的可能性也一并舍弃,因为其它雷达也不可能反映出靠近伯父座机的“那个东西”,那是一个让所有的雷达甚至于人造卫星也无法探测出来的物体…… 我的脑海里突然浮现一个名词,所有孤立的记忆在此时终于连结成一体。我步向书架,拿出最新兵器目录,并翻开航空部份的“S”单元,“找到了!”——就是“STILLS,隐形飞机”这一项。 “原来STILLS指的就是这个啊,难怪我总觉得听过……” 雷达无法反映的飞机,正确来说应该是不容易反映出来的飞机。这玩意儿自然不可能用于正途,只会用来达到军事目的。 有一种含铁的金属氧化物名为氧酸盐,它能吸收百分之九十九的电波。在制造飞机时,绝对少不了这种酸盐。机身由变质层与吸收层构成,变质层里的氧酸盐与高分子有机树脂的合成比例为二比三,吸收层里的氧酸盐、金属短纤维与高分子有机树脂的合成比例为七比二比三。 如此制造而成的机体即使是军用高性能雷达也完全不会有所反应,难怪美苏军事强国争相开发这种武器,也难怪伯父搭乘的双引擎驾驶员会如此震惊。 如果远东重工领先美苏完成隐形飞机对两国而言日本的军事地位将一飞冲天,反之也可能陷于四面楚歌的境地。 此外,远东重工抹杀收购东京湾岸公路周边土地计划的绊脚石中城弘之,而且是出自于他儿子晃司的要求,如此一来,他们就等于完全支配了东方兴发。“实验!”一词出自白金台的洋房,可见是晃司让伯父的私人飞机成为STILLS攻击能力的实验对象。 “这叫一石二鸟、不、是二鸟吧。” 企业为了自身的利益经常罔顾商业道德。 众所皆知、第二次世界大战期间,美国设于德国境内的兵工厂竟然公开为德军制造炮弹,现在中东砂漠伊朗与伊拉克双方都在使用杀伤力强大的俄制飞弹。 所谓的商人就是弃价值观与道德观于脑后,以利益为营养来源不断茁壮自己,照这个定义来看,远东重工可说是个标准的健康宝宝。到如今就连制造杀人武器,他们也不会皱一下眉头;而且既然是为了使用才制造的话,绝不会放过任何一个实验的好机会。 “假设美军不知道STILLS的存在,那问题就大了。” “对美国来说,就等于自家的饲犬反咬自己一口,而日本国内一定有人不原老是当别人的饲犬。” 泉田的“饲犬”一词略嫌夸张了点,日本在军事方面一直仰赖美国的确是不争的事实。也因此一定会有些集团不满于这项事实,试图谋求军事技术独立。 极有可能是这些人着手开发STILL的计划,然后交由远东重工实际进行。如此一来,我若要为伯父雪仇就必须与远东重工背水一战。 但是我并没有玉石俱焚的勇气公然挑衅远东重工,又不是参加甲子园大赛,只要当做后天的考试即可。如果能揭发远东重工这项重大的秘密,为伯父为牙子报仇——听起来实在很老套——再顺便嫌取经济上的利益,就可算是相当了不战果。 ——但是我很难保证远东重工一定会上勾,也因此需要更为缜密的计划。 “绑架远东重工里某个既能提供情报又能当人质的重要人物吧,依你的提案行事。” 我要找出害死伯父与牙子的幕后真凶,这其中恐怕也包括了伯父的儿子,也是牙子的丈夫中城晃司吧,即使以保守的角度来看,他的行动的确有许多疑点。 ※※※ 市村真三,五十六岁,远东重工董事兼宇宙航空产业总部长与中央技术研究所所长,并拥有工学博士学位。除公司职位外,又是国防产业协会理事,也是关东工业大学客座教授。 这一连串的头衔主足以成为他儿女相亲时最有力的武器,而且他也是白金台洋房里的其中一人。 他的宅邸位于三鹰市,但当晚我们的目标却是他在自由之丘的秘密别墅。他声称这四房四厅的单层建筑是做度假与瞑想之用,但事实上却是拿来金屋藏娇娇,到时应该替他广为宣传才是。 目送他的情妇离去后,我们准备采取行动。 只有在超高级公寓才会在一楼的玄关装设声纹辩识系统,但泉田以低周波的组合音波欺瞒机器,让我们顺利对关。这情况等于是进屋不到几秒钟的主人又从外面走进来,虽然不合理但以机器的智慧还无法做这种程度的辩认。 我们利用磁铁开门入内,正好在客厅碰见以一条浴巾裹着瘦身体的市村工学博士正要挂上电话。 "who are you?" 他那略高的声音我曾经听过。 如果他以敬语称呼我们,想必我一定鸡皮疙瘩掉满地,但他这副大咧咧的态度倒也让我看不顺眼。市村一看见手枪虽然变了脸色,却还是挺着薄弱的胸膛说道。 "What are you going to do?" “我们有话问你,你在三陆海岸做飞行实验的STILLS现在藏在哪里?” “……我不懂你的意思。” “少装蒜。” 我的语气冷漠,但也不代表我的心态公平客观。我们的推论虽然有道理,但也并非真正的事实,也许关于STILLS的开发计划远东重工完全不知情。 “你要是不老实招来,小心皮肉之苦哦。” 我以下三滥的口吻做出下三滥的要胁。 “不要瞧不起人,乳臭未干的小子。” 市村剥掉原本那副绅士的面具,表情顿时变得阴险凶恶。 那是“居信于权力范围内的人”独有的表情,也是假饲主之威狂犬乱吼的恶犬丑态。比起滥用权势的人,我更厌恶这种角色。 “给我滚出去!我会当做从来没有这回事,如果你们还敢得寸进尺,休怪我饶不了你们。” “原来你有政府在撑腰啊,果然没错。” 我向泉田示意。 狂傲的市村在三分钟后完全屈服,我们把一个大型的注射针筒摆在他眼前,威胁他要不从实招来就要从颈动脉抽光他的血,这一吓倒真把他吓乖了。我想他大概有针头恐惧症。 “STILLS在实验结束后,送进岩手研究所的仓库里保管。” 市村拭着冷汗如此自白。 ※※※ 远东重工岩手研究所建在面朝三陆海岸的山北险斜坡线上,正好介于久慈宫与宫古市中间位置。这一带没有活火山脉,地层稳定而且是砂岩层,比起富士山附近,的确是个能放心保存贵重物品的场所。 我和泉田要市村写一封家书,然后前往该处。我们以伪造的驾照租来一辆汽车,让市村灌下有安眠药的威士忌后立刻由国道四号公路驱车北上,从盛冈经过岩洞湖横越北面山脉。包括中途的休息时间,我们总共花了将近二十个小时才在深诳抵达可以俯瞰研究所的山崖上,最讽刺的是,从头到尾一直仰头大睡的市村反而最有精神。 我拿着夜间望远锐观察研究所,建地面积高达三十万坪,大部份是参差不齐的杂木林,在森林半特意的掩饰中可见一栋朴素老旧的三层楼建筑。另一面虽然是面海十公尺高的断崖,却设有码头,甚至直升机专用的降落草坪。 “怎么没有跑道?是不是有迷彩掩饰?” “那是多此一举。” 市村得意洋洋地回答,我正想询问理由心里顿时有了答案。 “原来如此,那玩意儿可以垂直升降啊。” 市村心满意足地点头,我暗地啧啧称奇。能够垂直升降,雷达也侦测不出的战斗机——有了这种武器,日本的军事力量绝对会突飞猛进。 以市村为首,我们用他的钥匙潜进了研究所,研究员们的宿舍相隔了两座山丘,所以不必担心他们会发现,这是出自市村的保证。 “学长,我们得格外小心才行,要是在工厂内被杀,然后埋在里头,以后我们连祭拜我们的香火也要不到。” 泉田低声说道,我点头示意,迅速有效地达成决议。 走了十分钟终于抵达仓库,四周是高耸的水泥墙。每个小窗户都装了两片三点五公分厚的强化玻璃,四四口径的大型连发手枪子弹连一片也打不穿。而且两片中间还夹了一层偏光玻璃,从室内可以看见外面,但从外面却无法窥见内部。 这时要铁门乖乖打开就需要市村的ID卡了,这个研究所的内部很像一个要塞,不过比起把研究所的外表做成一个要塞引人侧目要来得聪明多了。 内部的确是个无人的要塞,在抵达目的地前所经过的走廊、楼梯、大厅、门扉、铁栏杆等合计十几处都设有电脑随时验明正身。 “多亏市村先生的帮忙,我们才能顺利通过层层关卡,谢谢你啦。” 身穿迷你彩服的泉田边走边说道。 “回去时也要麻烦你了。” 这句话听起来不带一丝玩笑性质。 当最后一扇门在我们眼前开启时,出现了一个宽广如体育馆大小的空间。在阴暗的照明之下并排着三个黑色的物体。 “就是那个,那是紫云一号。” “是STILLS吗……” “紫云一号。” 市村慎重地复育。国产武器从不使用巩名称的习惯俨然已成为远东重工傲人的传统了。 不管这东西叫什么都好,它的确是值得一看。体积并不大,总长与总宽均在十五公尺左右,大致构成一个三角形。吸收雷达电波的机身漆成黑色,想像它们趁月黑风高组队来袭的情景,可能就是美苏两国元首的梦魇吧。 我拿出照相机,当着一脸不悦的市村面前,将最高级的军事机密尽收密片之中。 “这玩意要是大量生产的话,想日本在军事方面的发言权一定会大大提升吧,你们这项发明的确了不起。” 我惊叹的语气让市村堆起了微笑,对一个技师而方,这是最大的赞美。 “这是一项传统,日本在海军与空军方面的武力向来坚强,但陆军却永远比不上人家。” 市村陈述了一个事实——日本在第二次世界大战期间,一提起空军就会想到零式战斗机、一提起海军就想到以大和、武藏为首的联合航队,但陆战军力却依然粗糙不堪。在登陆马来半岛时,日本军的战车时速仅有五公里,甚至追不上逃跑的英国步兵。 “……关于吸收电波的材质方面美国与苏俄老早就着手研究了,即使已经开始进入实用阶段,他们也不会公开发表的,尤其苏俄更是如此。” 市村摸着下巴。 “但问题并不是材质,而是燃料,纵使雷达无法侦测出来,只要热能不断大量释放,凭着这个热源就很容易被发现,连位于深达海底用百公尺的核子潜艇也能藉由监视卫星的热源侦测仪查出正确位置。” “你意思是说远东重工解决了这个技术问题?” 市村得意地点点头。 “没错,我们发明了在使用后会急速冷却的液态燃料,称之为甘露一号。” 看来他们对英文的确很反感。市村说了一堆化学公式,我是完全鸭子听雷,只知道这种燃料是以液态氢为基础。 “也就是说,你们藉此成功地让监视卫星丧失侦测功能。” “成功率虽然还不到百分之百,但很接近了。” “这表示你们也曾经出过纰漏了?” “什么纰漏?” “三陆海岸那个神秘蕈形云呀,那是不是你们混合燃料时成份调配错误的结果?” 身为技师的市村顿时露出羞愧的表情,随即又恢复镇定。 “是的,但那却是我们迈向成功的关键之一,更何况日本媒体很容易见异思迁,对于政府所公的消息向来只知道照本宣科,所以紫云一号总算在毫无阻力的状况下完成了……” “学长……” 一个粗厚的声音打断了市村的长篇大论。 “我要出去方便一下,今天一整天坐在摇来晃去的车子里,肚子觉得不太对劲。” “真拿你没办法,快去快回。” “最近的厕所在哪里?” 被泉田一问,市村的眼神就如同一个面对跷课学生的老师瞪着他,并做出从出入口往右的手势。 "Be careful." 我朝泉田的背影喊着。这句提醒语听起来虽然很平常,却有着深刻的含意。分开行动是为了以防万一,如果一个不留神,反而容易遭到对方各个击破。不过,我对泉田的信赖程度已经超越了我自己本身,如果他反友为敌,那我恐怕也活不久了。 落单的我对敌人而言就是各个击破的最佳诱惑,我按着照相机的快门,不时望向市村。 “……不准再拍了。” 从某处传来一个仿佛在背育剧本的声音。我的视线移向声音的所在,第一眼先看到手枪,接着持有手枪的人才映入眼帘。 我的表哥中城晃司正站在出入口。 “把相机连底片交给我,当然,你有权利拒绝……” 我乖乖交出相机,晃司毫不费力地以左手接过然后挂在颈子上,我故意耸起肩膀说道—— “我不认为向来奉公守法的你会开枪。” “我在旧金山与泰国都做过实弹射击。一想到这颗金属制的子弹能置一个大汉于死地,练习起来也就更加勤奋。” "not bad." 我没心情嬉皮笑脸,因为一股奇妙的感觉开始支配着我,我目不转睛地看着我的表哥。仿佛眼前这个懦弱的表哥是一个全身绑着线的傀儡,正受到某人的手操探着。 “我知道你的疑问很多,让我为你说明吧。” 我应该对他说声谢谢才对,因为我想知道的事情实在太多了。 “那我就斗胆询问,安排STILLS攻击伯父座机的人是你吧。” “没错,这是我的一片孝心,能死在心爱的海天之间,爸爸应该很高兴才对。” 我的意见与他相左,但我并没有说出口。 “你怎么会知道STILLS的存在?” “起初也跟你一样,起因就是三陆海岸那个神秘的蕈形云;只不过我的疑问并没有持续太久,由于东京湾跨海大桥的土地问题我开始接触远东重工,最后决定与他们合作。” 他那口若悬河的表现在我的内心问起黄色警示灯,总觉得不太对劲。晃司向来擅长背书,所以我认为他好像在朗育别人的文章一样,所说的话并非出自本意。 “对你来说是个好伯父,但对我来说却是个专横的暴君,听说你父亲也是这样;算了,现在不是谈这种事的时候,总之我有理由非置他于死地不可。” 一听他提到父亲,我只有默不作声。 晃司深吸了一口气,脸上堆起虚伪的笑容看着我。 “你大概以为我会杀了你,但我并不想滥钉无辜,看在我们过去感情融洽的份上;反正世界如此宽广,只要我们有心,就能够一辈子老死不相往来,不管拉斯维加斯还是摩纳哥,你爱去哪就去哪,和你的伙伴一起离开日本,让事情就此打住。” "no." 我冒出一个不识时务的答案。 “你害死自己的父亲却没有得到应有的制裁,我认为这件事必须做个了结。” "Do not be silly." 晃司冷漠地露出嘲弄的表情,我假装不为所动,紧接着回答。 “伯父每天晚上都来我梦中喊冤,我就算到拉斯维加斯也无法安眠,追求完美的生活品质一向是我坚持的目标。” “这表示你不打让步了吗?” 晃司略带有些许遗憾的口吻莫名地刺激着我的神经。 “晃司,我并不是不想跟你做这桩买卖,只是我没兴趣和一个前途岌岌可危的对象谈交易。” "How do you say that?" “你还不明白吗?对政府而言,东方兴发根本不重要,但远东重工却不能出任何差错,STILLS的存在绝对不能曝光,特别是苏俄,到时他们会脱掉法治国家的假面具,想办法除掉你。” "..." “整个事件的来龙去脉既没有公开发表,那只要封住你的嘴就等于结束了;凶手杀害父亲之后,受不了良心的苛责面自杀……不、是丈夫对于妻子的死悲伤过度,跟着轻生,到此全剧落幕。” "..." “你死了以后,东方兴发大概会被公司董事与其他企业啃得连骨头也不剩,亏你还是伯父的儿子,这种下场实在没什么出息。” “这不关我的事。” 晃司的双眼透出两道冰冷的目光。 “那是爸爸的公司……只属于他一个人的公司,既然爸爸死了,就没有必要继续维持下去了,反正由我继承照样没有前途,我根本没有足够的能力和才干领导一个企业,比起那些董事,我最清楚自己的能力了。” 先前冷静的举止与现在几近狂乱的大胆言行之间,让我产生了相当大的违和感。 “多谢你操心我的将来,不过你这叫多管闲事,我们已经……” 他顿时闭上嘴,接着改口说道。 “我已经准备逃到一个日本政府也无法动我一根汗毛的地方,然后从完全的藏身之地揭露日本秘密发展STILLS的计划,而且远东重工工正是具体实行的帮凶。”突然间,市村的怒吼打断了一切。 “怎么这样!跟先前约定的不一样啊!你说过只要我把这个人带进研究所,等你们解决后就不会再和我们公司有所瓜葛了?所以我才放松警备的呀。” 市村大吼大叫着,但晃司并不为所动。 “我一开始从来没相信过你们远东重工,刚刚晴彦不也这么说了吗?” “你这混账,难不成你是想偷走紫云一号,投奔到苏俄去吗?” “这也是选择之一,虽然在缺乏自由的国家生活并非易事,总比待在充斥着自由假象的国家里等着被杀来得好。” “你这卖国贼!汉奸!” “这形容词太老套了。” 晃司冷笑道,然后以相同的表情望着我。 “你也跟这个老学究志同道合吗?我亲爱的表弟。” “你要当卖国贼是你的自由,跟我无关,反正我这国就是这么一回事;很少见到像你这种弃明投暗的行动,苏俄一定会举双
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