Chapter 270 The One Who Comes to Take Your Life
Sure enough, the new clothes immediately attracted the attention of the mother and daughter.
Looking at the mother and daughter slandering each other, Gu Wanxing also laughed so hard that her body shook.
This kind of family atmosphere is easy to accept and she likes it very much.
At this moment, she missed Fu Zheng a little. It would be great if he was there too.
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Fu Zheng, who was lying in the field, covered his mouth and sneezed. Fortunately, the strong wind blocked his way, otherwise he would have been easily exposed.
At this time, as a newcomer to the special forces, he was carrying out a mission in Japan.
It was a task he had fought for himself.
Because coming to Japan can further clarify his father's affairs.
So he came by himself.
He set out from Kyoto and took a low-key hard seat train for several days before arriving at the Guangzhou-Guangzhou Railway Station.
He took a boat from Guangzhou to Hong Kong City, then disguised himself as a tourist in Hong Kong City and flew to Tokyo.
The target of the assassination this time was the Prime Minister of Japan. This mission was SSS-level and was originally to be carried out by the top duo in the special forces.
No matter what his military rank is, a newcomer like him has just arrived and it is not his turn and it is impossible for him to do it.
Everyone has to start from the bottom and work their way up, but he can't wait, because if he can get in touch with the Prime Minister, he will have the chance to meet the person he has been thinking about.
His father, Fu Jingwei, was framed by bandits during a large-scale counterattack on the border sixteen years ago. As a commander, he made a wrong judgment, but in order to turn the tide of the battle, he sneaked into the enemy's base alone with explosives all over his body.
He single-handedly destroyed their base camp, making this counterattack a victory.
At first, everyone thought he had been sacrificed, but one day he heard that the supreme leader had a single-line informant in Japan.
He asked around and decided it might be his father.
At first I thought it was impossible, but later I heard their division commander and army commander whispering about it while drinking.
It seems that the informant was the commander who once turned the tide of the war single-handedly.
They said that if that person was in the country, he would at least be a chief of staff, but he sacrificed himself for the country and went undercover in another country alone.
This time he came here just to confirm whether that person was Fu Jingwei.
At this moment, Fu Zheng was hiding outside the outer wall of the Prime Minister's Residence.
It is said that the prime minister trusts his cabinet ministers very much, and two of them live in his prime minister's residence.
When they are friends.
Fu Zheng looked down at his watch. It was seven o'clock in the evening. Tokyo time in Japan was one hour faster, so it was only eight o'clock now.
At nine o'clock on his left was the east gate of the Prime Minister's Office.
Tonight he would sneak in through that door and find an opportunity to kill the Prime Minister.
Outside the Prime Minister's Office is a wheat field covered with a thin layer of snow. The temperature here is not as cold as in the Northeast, but it is also colder than in Suicheng.
It is equivalent to the temperature on the coastal side of Shandong Province.
Finally, Fu Zheng saw that the people on the wall were changing shifts, so he crawled forward.
Taking advantage of the dark clouds tonight, he quietly crawled to the small door on the east side.
The double-opening wooden door is similar to the old-style wooden doors in China, and has a bolt inside.
For Fu Zheng, opening this door was extremely easy. Any child from the village could open it quietly.
You only need a long, sharp tool to pry the bolt open from the gap in the door.
He used his amazing hearing and perception to determine if there was anyone lying in ambush at the door, and then he began to move.
If you hold your breath and concentrate, you can clearly hear the sound of a lively party coming from somewhere, at least four people, singing and drinking.
He spoke Japanese, of which he could only understand one or two words.
Finally, Fu Zheng used a dagger to pry open the bolt. He saw the layout of the courtyard through the crack in the door. It was not as complicated as the ancient houses in their country. There was only one entrance to the courtyard and a garden on this side, but the courtyard was very large, so large that he could not see the small door on the west wall clearly.
After observing for more than half an hour, it was already late at night. The sound in the yard gradually died down, and even the guards on the wall tower gradually became silent. Only then did he begin to act.
Fu Zheng opened the door a crack and rushed in at lightning speed, like a leopard ready to pounce.
His eyes were sharp and determined.
Soon disappeared into the darkness.
The person on the upper floor hugged the wall and leaned against the corner, smacking his lips and fell asleep again.
It only took Fu Zheng one hour to thoroughly understand the terrain of the Prime Minister's Residence.
He even arranged a route for his escape afterwards.
In the huge yard, apart from the lawn, there are only a few pine trees at the base of the wall and a small garden on the east side.
In the darkness, he spotted a room and squinted his eyes.
We quickly rushed towards the house. The good thing was that all their doors were sliding doors, and they were covered with paper.
The downside is that you can't see what's going on inside the house.
I can only open the doors one by one to search for the target.
In the third door of the main house, Fu Zheng found his target.
When he raised his gun and pointed it at the person lying on the ground, the surrounding lights suddenly lit up.
"Don't move——" (Japanese)
The back of his head was pressed against the cold muzzle of a gun.
As a result, he was unable to shoot in time.
I think he was discovered when he entered the house.
What can be concluded is that this group of people did not notice him when he was strolling in the yard, otherwise there would not be only these two people here.
The person who was lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
They looked at each other and confirmed that they were strangers to each other.
A fierce gleam flashed from the man's cold little eyes: "Who are you?"
Although this sentence was in Japanese, Fu Zheng understood it.
"Here is someone who will take your life." His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and there was a bloodthirsty light flashing in his black eyes.
The Prime Minister didn't understand, but he was shocked by Fu Zheng's eyes, but only for a moment.
Then his eyes fell on the man pointing the gun at Fu Zheng: "What?"
"He said he was coming to kill your people."
A hoarse voice like a broken bellows sounded behind Fu Zheng.
Prime Minister Yamamoto Shigeru hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Ask him who sent him? China? Why? We don't have any conflict, do we?"
Yamamoto spoke a little quickly, but he didn't dare to act rashly because Fu Zheng's gun was still pointed at his forehead.
It's not worth it to exchange one life for another. If a small soldier dies, it's fine. But if I die, I will face the risk of the country being destroyed.
The man said to Fu Zheng:
"I'll fire a blank later and find a chance to escape. This is not the place for you."
A hoarse voice sounded, followed by the sound of a gunshot with the silencer on.
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