Tokyo: Parasite

Chapter 414 Chapter 184: Assassination
When Hasam regained consciousness, he was already in the hotel where he was staying.

The room was completely dark and silent, with only the sound of electrical appliances on standby mode to be heard.

The long-term alertness in the battlefield made him sit up instinctively, but because he stood up too quickly, his head hurt.

"Why am I in the hotel? Am I not in the cafeteria of the Special Affairs Bureau?"

Hasam covered his forehead with his hands and half-closed his eyes to look at the neon night scene outside the window. In his blurred vision, the colorful lights blurred into a large gradient color.

It was already evening, but how come he had lost his memory of the entire afternoon?
Hasam looked towards the door and saw light coming through the crack at the bottom of the door, indicating that the light in the living room was on.

He paused for a moment before he stood up, walked to the door and slowly opened it.

In the living room, the lights were on, and Louis was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, meditating. His mind must be empty.

Hasam then breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and walked out.

He slowly came to his senses. It must be the wine. There must be something wrong with it.

I originally thought that Louis was just talking, but I didn't expect that there was really a wine that could make Superhuman drunk. It seemed that not only him was drunk, but also those Superhumans who drank with him, and then they did some seemingly extraordinary things together.

But when I think about it carefully, I can't quite remember what it was.

It seemed like first a person suddenly put his foot on the table and talked incessantly about some emotional topic, and then someone said, "I don't think this society should be like this," and the crowd began to become restless.

There seemed to be a conflict?

"Don't make it hard on yourself. This fox wine has a strong ability to cause memory loss. It's hard to recover your memory after you get drunk."

Louis came out of his meditation at some point and gave an answer to Hasamu who was staring blankly at the water cup.

Hasam came back to his senses, smiled bitterly, slumped down on the sofa, drank the water in one breath, and wiped his mouth: "So what stupid thing did we do this afternoon?"

Louis smiled: "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Tell me about it. You can't waste half a day for nothing." Hasam nodded, and then added, "You can cut down appropriately."

"Okay." Louis did not ask for confirmation. "You and that team of extraordinary people suddenly launched an action called occupying the cafeteria. When other extraordinary people were unwilling to conflict with you, you occupied the cafeteria smoothly. You were elected as the spiritual leader and delivered the first cafeteria speech."

"stop!"

The intense embarrassment almost made Hasam shrink to the size of an ant and hide in the crack of the ground.

Louis stopped talking immediately, and this time there was no smile on his face, but a serious expression.

"Did anything more outrageous happen later?" Hasamu asked carefully.

Louis shook his head: "When you finished your speech and were about to launch the blitzkrieg training ground campaign, Takashima Yumi had already led people to surround you and subdue you all in a few minutes. I hadn't left at that time, so I took you away."

Hasam wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment. Fortunately, he didn't make any more jokes, otherwise he would have to fly back to Afghan overnight.

"Then the Special Affairs Bureau didn't say anything about us, did they?"

"No, these are all trivial matters. They don't care, and they don't have time to care." Louis looked at his watch, "Because not long after, their prime minister was assassinated."

"what?"

Hasa blinked numbly.

Did Louis just say something extraordinary with a calm face?
"You heard it right. Not long after you caused a scene in the cafeteria of the Special Affairs Bureau, Koichi Abe was assassinated while giving a public speech in Tokyo. His life or death is currently unknown." Louis didn't feel much about this. If it was like last time when Takeshi Noguchi was assassinated and fell into a coma, he would still be a little interested.

Hasam frowned: "What are the details?"

"I heard that he was injured by a gun."

That afternoon.

Tokyo.

Completion ceremony of the first phase of residential area reconstruction project.

"You only have two chances to shoot."

"The Uesugi team around Abe specializes in defense, and Chiharu Tashiro's team is on guard all around. They won't leave you much time to escape."

"Abe rarely makes public speeches, but now that the Special Affairs Bureau has taken over, he feels safe and is able to attend this ceremony and give a speech."

"Of course, this is also for the sake of reputation. After all, this speed of reconstruction is unprecedented in Japan."

"I guess in his opinion, the ants must be easy to fool. They will think whoever is on the scene is the one who led the reconstruction and will be grateful to him."

"It's actually quite interesting. After the Special Affairs Bureau took control of the Japanese government, although the Self-Defense Forces, officials, and chaebols complained, the efficiency was unprecedentedly high and the money was put to good use. I have to say, these people are really cheap."

Tokyo Minato-ku.

As one of the core areas of the Tokyo War, most of the area suffered varying degrees of damage.

But compared with Chiyoda and Chuo Ward, it is the core area that suffered the least.

Therefore, the first phase of reconstruction is to restore the port area’s most basic population carrying capacity and water and electricity supply capacity, demolish and rebuild dilapidated buildings, and speed up the repair of houses that can still be used.

Of course, none of this is free.

If residents are willing to move back to their original place of residence, they have to sign a contract and owe a large loan that is said to have been exempted through layers of official preferential policies, which is about one-third of the original price. Compared with the past, it is indeed very conscientious, not to mention the grace period policy for repayment.

So many residents gritted their teeth and agreed.

They are also gambling that Tokyo will become prosperous again.

Atop the ruins, New Tokyo will bring a better future.

One of the themes of Koichi Abe's speech this time is New Tokyo, New Future.

He must boost people's confidence and attract investment from all over the world by making promises.

To achieve this plan, population is indispensable, so he strongly supports the Special Affairs Bureau's housing loan reduction plan, first to restore vitality to the core area of ​​Tokyo as much as possible, and then to attract foreign investment to this ruin that has almost been reduced to a wasteland.

If it weren't for the various benefits, he wouldn't risk making a public appearance or giving a speech.

After all, in the eyes of many traditional remnants, he is a complete traitor who is in cahoots with the Special Affairs Bureau and falls within the scope of the crackdown to purge the court.

There must be many people who want to kill him, even including some radicals within the Special Affairs Bureau.

But it was also because of this that he had to take risks and expand his voice among the people. This trick was useless against the remnants of the traditionalists, but it was useful for Takeshi Noguchi.

At least that's what he thought.

"Are they all settled?" Tatsuya Kawakami stroked the two alloy steel pipes in his hands that were eventually transformed into the shape of a shotgun. Compared to whether the assassination would be successful, he was more concerned about whether his family was safe.

"They have already arrived in the Southern Dynasty, and will be resettled in a very safe country next. You can rest assured about this." Ozaki Hiro made the assurance calmly.

Kawakami nodded: "Okay." "If you want to retreat now, it's not too late. No one will know what you want to do. Some hatred doesn't seem so difficult to resolve. At least after he steps down, everything can be easily resolved." Ozaki Hiro suddenly advised.

"No need to test me." Kawakami faced the mirror and slowly put lifelike skin on his face. With his ability to absorb it, there was no sense of disobedience at all.

"Just think of me as a lonely soul, here to seek revenge for those he killed."

Faces slowly emerged in Kawakami's mind, from his father to his comrades-in-arms. There were civilians who lived ordinary lives and did not care about the current political situation, and there were also soldiers who were full of blood and wanted to serve their country but were charged with treason.

"This enmity is irreconcilable."

Kawakami finished putting on her makeup, raised her head, and looked at herself in the mirror with dead eyes.

"Okay, the time has come, let's go in. These are bullets from the Special Affairs Bureau, they can somewhat confuse the field of vision." Hiro Ozaki handed over a box of bullets.

Kawakami took it silently and put it in his arms.

Ceremony venue.

This speech is addressed to the entire public. Everyone can come in, but will have to go through a simple security check and then be seated in an open space some distance away from the stage.

The meeting stage is protected by extraordinary people and is basically not afraid of firearms. Even if there is a sudden attack by extraordinary people, as long as the first few people can block the first attack, the extraordinary people on guard around will naturally provide support.

With this defensive mode, it would be difficult for Kawakami Tatsuya to successfully assassinate him.

But he is not alone. Ozaki Hiro will cooperate with him. He will first cause a commotion among the masses in one direction and actively expose his extraordinary aura. Then, while the extraordinary attention of the people on the stage is focused on Ozaki Hiro, Kawakami Tatsuya will take out his gun and "shoot."

A very crude plan.

A large part of the success rate depends on the guard's extraordinary professional ethics.

But Hiro Ozaki will make it work.

"So, don't mess it up again, Miss Iizumi." Inside the house, Hiro Ozaki turned around and looked at the indifferent Iizumi Sayuri.

Jingquan Sayuri glanced at him, said nothing, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, no matter how proud you are, without the favor of the Mother Goddess, you are nothing."

Hiro Ozaki snorted lightly and walked towards the venue dressed like an ordinary person.

At the venue, a crowd gradually gathered, their eyes were either numb or resentful, and some were holding protest banners. The content of the protest was varied, some cursed Abe Koichi, some cursed the Special Affairs Bureau, and some demanded that the capital be returned to the original family, and so on.

"Abe Koichi is a puppet of the Special Affairs Bureau! We are human beings, and human beings belong to human beings. We cannot allow those so-called extraordinary people to stand over our heads. Let's resist and never be slaves!"

"Haha, so what if we are ruled by the extraordinary? Is there any difference between that and being ruled by the consortium? At least the Special Affairs Bureau won't be obsessed with money, and we may also awaken superpowers! As long as we awaken superpowers, we can become the best in one fell swoop!"

The two groups of protesters started swearing at each other across the police, and it looked like they were about to come to blows.

Kawakami just queued up honestly, showing a worried expression from time to time, and completely blended into the crowd, like an ordinary person who was worried about his future.

drip.

"The key, it's the key."

drip.

"Why is there a knife?"

"For self-defense. You all know how chaotic Tokyo has been recently."

"Confiscated."

"Uh okay."

The security check was quick, and as everyone passed, it was soon Kawakami's turn.

"Take out your phone and keys first."

The security personnel checked Kawakami, made eye contact with him, and waved him through.

Kawakami walked forward along with the crowd, chose a position that was not too forward, and stood there, looking at the extraordinary people standing around him one by one.

Inside a bulletproof RV.

"Prime Minister, the entrance is basically completed and the ceremony can begin." As the person in charge of the Tokyo Special Affairs Bureau, Chiharu Tashiro can be said to be a more important person than Koichi Abe today.

"Okay, Captain Tadashi, have you found anything unusual?" Abe Yasuichi asked as he straightened his clothes.

"The number of people is 50% more than expected, and there are also many protesters. If the venue gets out of control, the ceremony will need to end early. Prime Minister, please make your speech more concise to avoid accidents among the crowd." Chiharu Tashiro replied in a businesslike manner.

Abe Yasushi nodded with a smile: "Of course, I'm sorry to bother you with the safety of the scene. I will try to keep my speech brief."

Chiharu Tashiro nodded and walked out of the bulletproof RV.

Abe Koichi's smile slowly faded. After adjusting his tie and facial features, he got out of the car and waved peacefully to the people around him.

I see you.

A flash of murderous intent flashed across Kawakami's eyes.

calm down.

His hand tightened around the gun in his arms.

".The first phase of reconstruction is just the beginning. The second and third phases will be carried out simultaneously, so that more people can return to their original families as soon as possible. This is not only the official commitment, but also the guarantee of the Special Affairs Bureau. New Tokyo will be everyone's new home. Next, let the Prime Minister give a speech."

Chiharu Tashiro used concise language to describe the planning, problems and progress of Tokyo's reconstruction. There was no passionate description, and even few data were cited, but very clear time and results were given, which gave people a solid foundation in their hearts.

"Thank you, Captain Tashiro, for explaining the follow-up work arrangements so clearly. I also understand everyone's urgent needs. I know that there are still many people forced to stay in the resettlement site and live a miserable life. Every time I see such a scene, my heart aches."

Yasuichi Abe took over the position, stood on the podium and began his speech.

His expression was heavy, and he even choked up several times while speaking.

But Kawakami won't buy it.

thump.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from somewhere in the crowd, followed by panic and restlessness that spread like a virus.

"Team Uesugi, please protect the important people. Yokono, take two people to check the situation. The rest of you, maintain order among the crowd and prevent the spread of the riot."

boom!
Suddenly, before Tashiro's tasks were fully arranged, an air cannonball suddenly hit the center of the Uesugi team, causing a large cloud of smoke and several extraordinary people were blown away.

And in the billowing smoke, it was Kawakami Tatsuya who was holding a gun, tearing through the smoke and dust, with a murderous aura that seemed tangible, and a resentful soul that would never rest in peace, and he raised the gun towards the astonished Prime Minister.

"You should go to hell and atone for your sins, my lord."

Bang!
Bang!
(End of this chapter)