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"This is?"

With the crisp sound of gunfire, Gao Shan stopped his steps.

Looking down at the blood infiltrating his body, a severe pain instantly eroded his brain.

"No, I'm not reconciled..."

Covering the wound on his chest that was bleeding continuously, the expression on Gao Shan's face became distorted due to the severe pain. He did not expect that the members of the special assault force who came to arrest him would be so decisive, and he would open without caring about the crowd around him. Gun shoots.

On the streets, the shooting incident broke out, causing huge chaos.

"...I haven't changed this country yet, I'm just a little short..."

He stretched out his palm in the direction of the crowd in front of him, and the blood gushing out of his body filled Takayama's mouth.

"...you can change this rotten world."

The light of hope in his eyes dimmed.

pat-

Losing the last support, Gao Shan's body fell to the ground weakly, and a large amount of blood flowed from the wound on his chest.

"Keizi, kill...kill..."

Gao Shan opened his mouth and murmured like a fish out of water.

"Report, the target has been killed!"

He raised his hand to signal the chaotic crowd around him to calm down.

The members of the special assault force approached the surrounding mountains carefully, making sure that the opponent had lost all vital signs.

This was reported to Sakai on the other side of the headset.

"receive."

Kyoto, inside the Metropolitan Police Department.

After getting the information from the members of the special raid unit, Sakai nodded expressionlessly and recorded it on the paper in front of him.

In a way, Takayama's death was doomed.

After all, what he has done has gone far beyond the scope of common sense, and even the most terrifying dangerous elements in the world cannot match him in terms of danger.

"..."

After giving the final command to the members of the Special Raid Force, Sakai closed his eyes and began to wait for the result.

He needs Gao Shan's death to verify his guess.

"Sir Sakai!"

However, it didn't take long for the guess that Sakai had been waiting for came to an end.

"Just now, there was news from Tokyo that the Minister of Defense was found dead in the official residence."

Hearing the information from Tokyo, Sakai suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the other party and asked, "When did the Minister of Defense die?"

"Twelve minutes ago."

Knowing the specific time of the death of the Minister of Defense, Sakai glanced down at the time recorded on the paper.

According to reports from members of the Special Response Force, they found that the time of killing Takayama was exactly half an hour ago.

In other words, even the death of the hater still cannot stop Keiko's revenge.

"Remind ministers and prime ministers on the list that the alert remains in place and please do not expose yourself to danger for the sake of national security."

Crossing out the time of death recorded on the paper with a pen, Sakai reminded the bigwigs in Tokyo.

"Arrange the people from the Metropolitan Police Department to bring all the information related to Keiko Watanabe..."

...

"All school students, please pay attention, it's school time!"

"...There is no path to the cessation of suffering, there is no wisdom, and there is no gain. Because there is no gain. Because of the Bodhisattva, relying on Prajna Paramita, there is no hindrance in the mind. Because there is no hindrance, there is no fear, far from upside-down dreams, and finally Nirvana. All the Buddhas of the three times, by virtue of Prajna Paramita, attained Anuttarasamyaksabodhi..."

"Please leave school quickly and go home, and don't stay on campus..."

"... Therefore, we know that Prajna Paramita is a great divine mantra, a great bright mantra, an unsurpassed mantra, and an unparalleled mantra. It can remove all suffering, and it is true and not false. Therefore, when we say the Prajna Paramita mantra, we say the mantra: Revealing the Truth. Jieti, Parajati, Parasangjaja, Bodhisattva…”

Horikawa High School.

The school broadcast was mixed with the chanting of the monks of Kinkakuji, which seemed strange.

Grabbing their satchels and passing through the open space, the students of Horikawa High School looked at the monks who were sitting in a group and chanting words with curious expressions in their eyes.

During this time, a lot of strange things happened at Horikawa High School.

But for the vast majority of students who go to school here, they are nothing more than rumors and rumors circulating in the school.

The students who actually witnessed all this with their own eyes were only a few after all.

However, the appearance of the monks in the Kinkakuji Temple confirmed the authenticity of the previous rumors to some extent.

It seemed that something happened at the school that they didn't know about.

Under the gazes of the surrounding students from Horikawa High School, the monks of Kinkakuji were still chanting scriptures with expressionless faces, as if ignoring everything that was happening around them.

The price given by the school board for inviting Kinkakuji to hold this ceremony is not low. In order to be worthy of the price set by the board, the monks of Kinkakuji also need to show a professional attitude.

The scene of several monks sitting around chanting, although at first it seemed a bit interesting.

But it’s the same thing after watching it for a long time~www.readwn.com~ So after a few glances around, the students who were still in the mood of watching the lively soon went back in twos and threes under the urging of the broadcast. .

"Endo, do you think this exorcism will work?"

Standing next to the open space, not sure if it was due to psychological factors, Shimada always felt that his originally disturbed emotions were much calmer along with the chanting of the scriptures.

Turning to look at his friend beside him, Shimada couldn't help asking.

"Excuse that guy."

"have no idea."

Standing aside, staring blankly at the monks, Endo shook his head.

"I hope it works, so I don't have to worry about those suicide notes."

Silently turned his head and glanced at the location of the teaching building. I don't know if it was because of legal affairs. The school had urged them to go home early from the beginning of the broadcast. At the same time, because of the teacher's patrol, Shimada was not allowed to stay in the school at all. chance.

"I heard that this ritual will last all night, which means that these monks will continue to chant until tomorrow morning."

Even if I am a little absent-minded because of the suicide note.

Shimada couldn't help but be a little stunned after knowing that these monks' rituals would last all night.

If you let him play games, he can stay up all night, but like a monk who keeps reciting scriptures all night, just thinking about Shimada feels like a torment.

"Aren't they going to get tired?"

"I don't know if it will be tired, but now we have to go back immediately, the teacher has already passed the reminder."

In Shimada's sigh, Endo turned his head and glanced in the direction of the old school building, and withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, and then reminded Shimada beside him.