Chapter 1764-1771 [The tragic death of a congressman]
"Hmm..." Suzuki Sonoko took a look at the position of the congressman and the stage and found that there were no obvious obstacles between the two, nor was there any big shot that absolutely must not be bumped into.
So she rolled her eyes and said, "Maybe he thinks this will attract more attention. Look at how proud he is of his smile. Maybe he wants to enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention. Ha, a vain middle-aged man."
As they were talking, Jiang Xia touched her. Suzuki Sonoko turned around and saw that the congressman was actually walking around them.
It seemed not good to say bad things to someone's face, so Suzuki Sonoko picked up a small piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth, using physical means to shut herself up.
…
Although Congressman Takata looks successful, his heart is like an overloaded motor that cannot stop for even a moment.
He has been extremely busy with the recent election, but that's not a big deal, as it concerns his future and he can always gain the respect of others. He feels both pain and happiness during these events and it is not that difficult to endure.
What really bothered him was actually an unexpected situation. That's right, it was that weird reporter who made a bunch of harsh remarks before being arrested and sent to prison.
The dirty laundry in the hands of the reporters was actually about Congressman Takata - the apartment where the reporters used it as an alibi was home to his lovely wife, with whom he had lived for many years.
Politicians' improper private lives are already criticized, and what's more important is that his wife's family is not an easy one to deal with. If this matter were to be exposed at this point, he would be in trouble.
Considering that the bastard reporter dared to steal the will of a big shot in order to write a hot report, there is nothing he won’t do for the sake of popularity. Representative Takada has no doubt that if the reporter dares to say that, he will really dare to reveal the information in his hands.
So recently, most of his brain cells have been used to think about how to shut up that reporter.
But it is not an easy task to reach into the prison, let alone to kill a healthy journalist who has no underlying diseases and has just attracted social attention.
Even if it is successful, if one of the reporter's relatives or friends has a backup of the cause and effect, once the reporter dies, someone else will leak the information, and he will be in big trouble later.
"It would be great if that guy was still out there. Whether it's throwing money at him or taking his life, there's always a way to make him shut up. But he was arrested so quickly..." When Councillor Takada thought of this, he couldn't help cursing in his heart.
As he was cursing, Councillor Takada happened to pass by Jiang Xia. When he looked up, he saw a face that he had some impression of flashing in front of him - it was the young detective who solved the reporter's case.
...If this bastard detective hadn't brought the media in, he could still find a way to handle it privately, but now that the matter has been exposed, the difficulty of carrying out any tricks has instantly doubled.
When he thought about the problem that had been bothering him for days and that he would be helped by the detective in front of him, Councillor Takata's face couldn't help but fall.
And he soon found a way to vent his anger.
——This high school detective was exchanging business cards everywhere just now. He seemed to be in a good mood and obviously wanted to develop connections in this circle.
All the people present were successful people of age, experience, and the ability to read people's faces and the air.
The gap in status between himself, a member of the House of Representatives, and a private detective was so great that he didn't even need to do much. He just needed to set some little language traps and implicitly express his dislike for the detective, and the other participants in the meeting would naturally know what to do next.
Cameras were not allowed in the banquet hall, and the reporters who were allowed in were all his people. He embarrassed the detective a little, and no one dared to report anything recklessly.
Oh, arrogant kid, it's time to teach him the cruelty of society.
Thinking of this, the congressman paused and stopped beside Jiang Xia.
Curacao looked over here from a few steps away and silently clenched the tray in her hand. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
The next moment, Councillor Takada smiled at Jiang Xia, as if he wanted to say a few words of encouragement to the high school student who was about to be honored: "You..."
"Bang!"
There was a sudden gunshot.
A splash of blood splattered from Councillor Takada's chest. The slightly mocking smile still remained on his face, but his body had already been hit by the huge kinetic energy and fell backwards.
——Someone actually fired a shot from diagonally above!
The bullet first grazed President Ishimoto's arm, leaving a streak of blood, causing the president, who had just received a threatening letter, to let out a scream of "Ah!", and then hit Congressman Takata right in the heart and penetrated into his body.
Councillor Takada was interrupted by physics before he could finish his words. Those carefully prepared words of challenge remained forever in his heart, which was pierced by the bullet.
“President?!”
"...Mr. Takada!!"
One bullet knocked down two people. The two secretaries were stunned and immediately rushed to their respective employers.
President Ishimoto looked fine, except for some blood on his arm. With the help of his secretary, he stood up in a cold sweat.
On the other side, the congressman's eyes were dull and he fell straight down. The unconscious man was extremely heavy and the tall secretary couldn't hold him up even though he wanted to.
Soon, the congressman fell to the ground with a thud, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he became a fresh corpse.
“…”
The staff on site noticed something was wrong and turned on the lights in the banquet hall in confusion.
The dead Congressman Takata suddenly appeared in front of everyone in high definition, with the injured President Ishimoto next to him.
A shooting incident actually occurred in such a high-end place. After a brief silence, the banquet hall was suddenly filled with screams. The participants were extremely frightened and instinctively rushed to a place away from Congressman Takata.
The brutal gunman was nowhere to be found and the guests, who were afraid of death, fled in panic, breaking through the bodyguards at the door in the blink of an eye and running away in all directions.
This sudden turn of events was so abrupt that even Curacao was stunned for a moment. She quickly came to her senses and looked at the congressman who had fallen to the ground.
After all, he was a professional. Unlike those who were trying to rescue him, Curacao was able to confirm at a glance that from the location and angle of the gunshot, the congressman was completely beyond saving.
The assassination target he had been targeting for a long time suddenly died in front of him, but Curacao was not surprised at all.
She forgot to cover her eyes for a moment, and slowly raised her head to look at Jiang Xia who was standing next to the councillor: "..." Wu Zuo actually...acted so directly? !
Isn't his target the president Ishimoto who received the threatening letter? Is that just a cover, and the person he really wants to kill is the congressman who is about to give him the award? !
Curacao suddenly remembered something, and she turned her head sharply and looked towards the lighted window diagonally above.
(End of this chapter)
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