Tokyo, Chiyoda-ku, Kudankita 3-chome 1-1.

The raging fire has been extinguished by firefighters, leaving only charred ruins to witness the buildings that once stood here.

Many flowers were placed in front of the ruins, like a sea of splendid flowers.

Candles are lit one by one.

People "spontaneously" gathered here to pay tribute to those who died in the accident.

Reporters from major TV stations also rushed to the scene to shoot.

The black-clad bodyguard blocked the crowd so that he could wait for Shintaro Sato to give a speech on it.

Before the time to start, the number of people gathered here has exceeded 10,000.

The security work at the scene is very strict, and from time to time there are black-clad bodyguards patrolling the crowd to prevent possible accidents.

The recent Tokyo has nothing to do with security, which puts a lot of pressure on the company in charge of security.

Durant blended in with the crowd.

He is now dressed as a trucking uncle, with an unremarkable face, a peaked cap, and a slight block from the blazing sun.

Tens of thousands of people gather together, making the air hotter and hotter.

The air you breathe is hot.

Damn, it's so hot, Durant complained in his heart, his eyes swept over the scene, and found that many people were already sweating, but they didn't want to dodge.

Aside from a few people who are willing to be active, most people do things for money.

After all, there aren't many people who really have that spare time to gather here.

Those who want to express their memorials in their hearts prefer to choose online mourning, as long as they send a few words, they can express their inner sorrow and accusations against the murderer.

It is very troublesome to actually get to the site.

If I really hope that all of them will be spontaneous, I am afraid that 99 percent of the people present will disappear.

Relying on the few remaining people is unable to set off the sad atmosphere of the scene.

Shintaro Sato threw a lot of money before inviting a group of atmosphere groups to form a spectacular picture in front of him.

When it officially opened, such a picture and a large pile of flowers, candles, eye-catching ruins, and women and children crying the names of the dead in front of the ruins.

Reporters will take pictures of the shock and post it online.

The Japanese government is very experienced in how to disguise itself as a victim, and it never mentions what is wrong, but only tries to dig out its own pain and attract the sympathy of others.

Shintaro Sato wants to rely on this operation to make his fame rise and rise, so as to ensure that the votes in the next election for prime minister are far ahead.

Durant in the crowd is also waiting, and he wants to exchange the head of Shintaro Sato for Dior's trust.

Durant looked down at the time.

Two o'clock.

Applause suddenly rang out.

Durant looked up at the sound.

Shintaro Sato, dressed in a solemn suit, walked up to the podium with a heavy face, he turned on the microphone and said in a deep tone: "Everyone, my heart. ”

It was too hot, Durant didn't listen to his nonsense, and after visually measuring the distance between each other, he glanced at the location of the bodyguards.

Durant made a judgment in his heart and pulled out his gun directly.

He is now no more than thirty meters away from Shintaro Sato.

It's not that he brags, within 100 meters, his shooting record in the CIA is 100 shots.

Aim where to hit it.

Durant aimed directly at Shintaro Sato's heart and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

The thud was loud and interrupted Shintaro Sato's speech, and before he knew he had been shot, he glanced at the crowd and then looked down at the bleeding heart.

A little, the surrounding bodyguards no longer serve as statues.

One shouted, "Quick, protect Sato-sen!" ”

Durant fired two more shots, and the thumping sound caused a restlessness among the people at the scene.

"Ahh

The screams rang out, and the people who came to pay their respects to the destruction of the shrine could no longer hold back.

Running frantically one by one, the bodyguards wanted to rush up to catch Durant, but in such a chaotic flow of people, their strength was completely negligible.

Durant quickly put away his gun, lowered his head, and began to pull his dress down in the crowd, re-disguised his other face and leave the scene.

The deafening screams and the crowd crowd that crowded out made the place where Shintaro Sato give a speech empty, and only the bodyguards gathered.

Television reporters filmed the scene one after another.

This is big news enough to make a splash in Japan.

There are also some bloggers who are not afraid of death and do not forget to shoot videos or live broadcasts at this time.

If you want to win traffic in this way, you can indeed get the blessing of traffic in the first time.

The assassination case of Shintaro Sato, who gave a speech at the ruins of the shrine, quickly fermented on the Internet.

……

The uproar on the Internet did not affect the school for a short time.

During class hours, the school building is always quiet.

Ding Dong, the crisp bell rang, announcing the official end of the second class in the afternoon.

"Time flies so fast, it's time to leave school just after one more class."

Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji turned sideways, her back against the wall, one hand on her desktop, and the other hand invaded Aozawa's desktop.

She also unscrupulously moved the things on Qingze's desktop, grabbed the eraser of the same style as herself, and said, "You don't use it much at all." ”

"I've always been careful in my handwriting, and I never make mistakes."

Qing Ze looked at it and said with a smile: "Do you want to go to the toilet?" ”

"Get out," Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji's red lips opened lightly, expressing her inner thoughts in a simple word.

Aosawa smiled and reached out to pat Tetsuji Hojo on the shoulder, "Hey, don't sleep, let's go to the bathroom." ”

"Okay," Tetsuji Hojo replied in a daze, getting up.

When a brother says he wants to go to the toilet, a real brother should feel the same way and go to the toilet together.

This is the unbreakable toilet diplomacy between boys.

Mihime of Phoenix Temple watched the two leave, and did not continue to sit on the stool, getting up and walking towards Nomura Manami and Sayuri Yoshikawa.

When going to the toilet, they like to call friends, which is a common denominator between men and women.

Of course, she didn't have that kind of idea now, and she just walked over to chat with her friends.

"Tokyo is really dangerous recently, there were people who set fire to the shrine before, and then, in the same place, someone assassinated Shintaro Sato to pay tribute to the deceased."

Nomura sighed with a smile on his face.

When Mihime heard Shintaro Sato's name, there was a hint of surprise on her face.

This is not an ordinary person, and in politics he is already the man who has been defaulted to succeed the next prime minister.

"Is he dead?"

"No, it is said that it is still being rescued in the hospital."

Nomura Manami replied, and then showed the video of the YouTube pipe explosion to Miki of Phoenix Temple.

The initial picture is calm, with the blazing sun shining on the empty podium.

Shintaro Sato, who is in his forties, stepped up to the podium and said only five words when he heard a thud.

Judging from the short period of time, neither the people at the scene nor Shintaro Sato, who was shot, reacted at the first time, and there was an obvious pause.

Then in the next second, the bodyguards finally reacted and acted quickly.

The two on the left and right threw Shintaro Sato underneath, and one chose to open the bulletproof briefcase.

Two gunshots rang out one after another, and the accurate headshots made the bodyguard with the bulletproof briefcase fall, and also made the scene like a fryer.

Voices.

The video began to shake, and it could be seen that the blogger was also running out with the crowd, shouting in an excited tone, "Shintaro Sato was shot, Shintaro Sato was shot!" ”

"Has the murderer been caught?"

Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji was a little curious about who did the assassination.

Nomura shook his head and said, "No, now I don't even know who the murderer is, some people speculate that it is Durant who left the detention center."

There are also people who think that it is other people who are not used to seeing Shintaro Sato's behavior.

There are also conspiracy theorists who say that the killer who assassinated Shintaro Sato was hired by his rivals. ”

"It's terrifying, why do you want to kill each other?"

Sayuri Yoshikawa sighed.

Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji shook her head and said: "Sayuri, this world is like this, there are always some bad-hearted people who want to squeeze you."

You can't get justice from the right way, so you can only use force to resist.

But that is usually the case as a terrorist.

You only saw Shintaro Sato being shot, but you couldn't see what Shintaro Sato did behind his back.

The murderer must have had an unusual experience when he was forced to use this method. ”

"Mei Ji, do you sympathize with the murderer?"

"No, I never sympathize with those people, they are warriors, warriors don't need sympathy, I respect them."

"Haha, that's a good point."

Nomura smiled, and it didn't matter if the murderer was a warrior or an executioner.

She's just someone who watches the fun.

Mei Ji of Phoenix Temple didn't continue to talk about this kind of topic, casually chatting about some other things, and then glanced at the time on the wall, then stopped chatting and walked back to her seat.

"Aosawa, do you know about the assassination of Shintaro Sato?"

"Of course I've seen the video of the YouTube explosion exploding."

Aoze stopped using the Catalyst Sensing ability.

When he's not working, he likes to use this ability to listen to what students in other classrooms have to say.

Desks within a kilometer radius can hear all kinds of interesting student gossip.

The hottest topic among boys right now is the stabbing of Sato.

He was also a bit surprised that Durant's move went so smoothly.

"Tokyo is really dangerous right now."

Phoenix Yuan Mei Ji glanced at him, and always felt that this sentence came out of Qing Ze's mouth, a little weird, "Are you afraid?" ”

"Of course I'm afraid, I'm just an ordinary high school student."

Qing Ze sighed.

Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji rolled her eyes and said, "Rather than being afraid, your tone is more like schadenfreude, it shouldn't have anything to do with you, right?" ”

"Mei Ji, I think you have more expectations of me than ordinary people, this kind of big thing, you actually think it has something to do with me?"

Qing Ze's face was full of astonishment, "Let me emphasize again, I'm just an ordinary high school student." ”

He decided to get another submachine gun for Durant in the evening.

"Yes."

Phoenix Courtyard Mei Ji put away the doubts in her heart, and said softly with her eyes: "Maybe I expect too much from you."

A sucker. ”

Softly, I don't know who to say.

(End of chapter)