Qiaomu Apartments
This apartment had five floors and a total of 49 households. There was a small park nearby and convenient transportation. However, it had been built for 40 years and was only 20 to 30 square meters. The price was relatively cheap and suitable for some young (low income) ordinary families and single people.
The early summer sun shone through the leaves and scattered down. A gust of wind blew away the heat in the air.
The delivery man in blue uniform, Sagawa Takaaki, was very annoyed. "What bad luck. Should I go to the shrine during the holidays to change my luck?"
"Bastard, even if I'm going to die, I can choose to take the medicine. Why bother everyone?" Sagawa Takaaki murmured. His income was quite good, 500,000 yen per month, while a reporter's salary was 650,000 yen. Japanese university professors' monthly salary was only 950,000 yen. There was a reason why Japan was known as the country with the most equal distribution of wealth in the world. Of course, capitalists were not included.
There was a major interpersonal principle in Japanese society, which was not to cause trouble for others.
However, an hour and a half ago, at the Mucho Station, which was a must-pass route, a man suddenly jumped up when he saw a car coming. A black briefcase stood quietly on the ground, seemingly waiting for its owner to pick it up again. However, the owner died on the spot. This incident affected the journey of 30,000 people, and Sagawa Takaaki was one of them.
There were many ways to commit suicide. If one really wanted to die, jumping off a building might have some effect. Others, such as taking poison, burning charcoal, or cutting one's wrist, would be suicide. However, jumping off the rails would undoubtedly cause trouble for others, big trouble. This might be the last resistance and cry of life, but the person involved, Sagawa Takaaki, could not understand. "This has already delayed 30,000 people for an hour."
"It's not just me!"
Sagawa Takaaki touched the sweat on his forehead and took the package up the stairs. In the modern apartment, one could just send it to the access control cabinet, but in this apartment, one had to knock on the door.
Sagawa Takaaki looked at the information on the package and looked at the room number to see if it was the room he was looking for.
During this period of time, Sagawa Takaaki was very busy. He had been working as a delivery boy for five years, but this was the first time he felt tired. In the past, because it was the peak season, although he was also very busy, he was not as tired as he was now.
In fact, Sagawa Takaaki, who was only 30 years old, could still be considered young. The reason for this was the sudden increase in the workload recently. Sagawa Takaaki and his colleague, Saitani Naoto, had discussed this issue privately a few days ago. They found that the reason for the huge increase in the workload was that the proportion of books in their inventory had increased significantly. Especially recently, there were a lot of books in the Seven Samurai series by Yamada Shinji.
"I didn't expect Yamada Shinichi to succeed like this!" Sagawa Takaaki couldn't help but sigh. He clenched his fist and encouraged himself, "You can do it! As long as you work hard, you can also succeed! "
When Sagawa Takaaki looked at the room number again, he realized it was Unit 703. "That's right, this is the address!"
He went to the door and pressed the doorbell.
The doorbell rang, and Takashi Ohno, who was dressed in casual clothes, opened the door. He had a shaved head, a gentle face, and looked very ordinary. He took the package with one hand and signed it like an ordinary person. At the same time, he said apologetically, "It's such a hot day, but I still made you rush over. Thank you very much!"
Sagawa Takaaki smiled and bowed his head. "Ah, it's nothing. This is my job. You flatter me."
However, this also closed the distance between them. Sagawa Takaaki glanced at the package in Takashi Ohno's hand and casually said, "Ah, you also read Mr. Yamada's books?"
"Mr. Yamada's books are really popular recently!"
"Yes, I'm also a writer." When Takashi Ohno heard this, he shook his head slightly and said bitterly, "It's just that I'm still working hard …"
He behaved like thousands of struggling ordinary writers.
"I see. You can do it too!" Sagawa Takaaki said to Takashi Ohno with some sympathy and turned to leave. He didn't have any suspicions. In this kind of apartment, there were naturally people under pressure to survive, and the down-and-out writer was one of them.
When he reached the house, Takashi Ohno, who was originally smiling, opened the package expressionlessly. There were two books inside. When he opened it, he saw that they were Seven Samurai of Wind and Thunder and Seven Samurai of Fire and Light.
Takashi Ohno looked at the two exquisitely packaged books and touched the cover with his hand. He slowly said to himself, "Hmph, you want to use books to quell doubts?"
"Yamada Shinji, I actually recognize your strength, but the public's aesthetic is weak. As long as there is slander, even if it's a famous work, it will lead to doubts!
"Not to mention that you've published so many books in such a short period of time!"
Thinking of this, Takashi Ohno smiled and turned on the light, making the room brighter. The house wasn't big and could even be said to be narrow. The whole house was only 20 square meters. Other than the basic necessities, there was a bookcase, a few maps, and a phone.
And this narrow space was the place where Takashi Ohno had lived for many years.
Takashi Ohno stepped forward and stood in front of the window. He opened the window and let the wind blow in. He looked into the distance, stretched out his arms, took a deep breath, and murmured, "Although the empire gathered all its power to resurrect me here, I can only live in this humble house now!
"It's just that these days are coming to an end! As long as there is an earthquake, Kanzaki will come, and I can live under the light of day!
After venting his emotions, Takashi Ohno sat down and flipped through the book. But after reading for only five minutes, he suddenly stood up and said, "What? The samurai of Oda Nobunaga's family?"
"Although this Himura family is completely fictional, the history and the people of the Oda family are all real. How could anyone here know about this?"
Takashi Ohno felt incredulous. He quickly flipped through the book, swept through the pages quickly, and smashed the book hard on the ground. With a bang, the book was deformed, and he shouted, "Bakayaru!"
After panting for a while, Takashi Ohno flipped through the second book. This time, although he was mentally prepared and didn't throw the book on the ground again, he was shocked and clenched the book tightly in his hand. This book introduced Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
The two samurai in these two books were middle and low-level samurai. They had witnessed the glory of both of them. History had not changed, so it was normal for there to be some differences.
After flipping through the second book, Takashi Ohno's face was ferocious, and his eyes were bloodshot. He shouted, "Impossible!
"This is impossible!
"Why does Yamada Shinichi know about our history?"
Takashi Ohno shouted and tore the second book into two halves. He stood up and kept pacing in the small room, frantically turning around, and kept muttering, "How could someone really know about our history? Could it be that Yamada Shinichi is also one of us? "
"No, it can't be. Everyone who arrives can sense each other. Yamada Shinichi is not one of us!"
After a while, Takashi Ohno gradually calmed down. He picked up the torn book on the ground again and carefully read it again.
After a long time, Takashi Ohno made a phone call with a livid face. He said in a stiff tone, "Is there a second volume of Yamada Shinichi's' Seven Samurai '?"
"Hi, sir, there is!"
"There are seven volumes of 'Seven Samurai', but only two volumes have been published so far." On the other side of the phone, Masahiro Onomura wiped the sweat from his forehead due to nervousness and said in a low voice.
Masahiro Onomura was Takashi Ohno's contact. In his impression, Takashi Ohno had always been kind and calm. But now, for some reason, he seemed to be suppressing a great deal of anger and nervousness.
"What? There are seven volumes, and there are still five unpublished volumes? "
"Why didn't you send me all 'Seven Samurai'?"
"Now, immediately, immediately, send the manuscript to me!" Takashi Ohno roared loudly.
Takashi Ohno's hand that was holding the phone trembled a few times when he heard the roar, but he still hurriedly replied, "Yes, I understand. I will immediately ask someone from Baishi Academy to send the manuscript to you."
Takashi Ohno hung up and then made another phone call. "Takashi Ohno, I have a task for you now!"
On the other side of the phone, Takashi Ohno, who was sitting in a room with his eyes closed, took the phone and said in a strange voice, "Hi, sir, please give me your orders!"
The voice that Takashi Ohno made was very strange. It sounded like the sharp sound of two pieces of metal rubbing against each other.
However, Takashi Ohno did not feel uncomfortable at all and continued to say, "Now, at all costs, continue to create public opinion to discredit Yamada Shinichi!
At the same time, send someone to the Yamada family's house to demonstrate! "
Takashi Ohno was one of Takashi Ohno's generals, and he was previously responsible for the actions related to the negative public opinion of Yamada Shinichi. The death of the author and the demonstration all had Takashi Ohno's shadow behind them.
"Also, remove Yamada Shinichi's' Seven Samurai 'from the shelves. This book cannot continue to circulate," Takashi Ohno said coldly, his face livid.
"Sir, I'm afraid that's impossible!"
"According to our investigation, Yamada Shinichi's' Seven Samurai 'has a very deep background." Takashi Ohno said slowly, "Not only does it have the support of the Makawa Shrine, but it also has the strong support of the Banto Financial Group.
There is insider news that the Banto Financial Group wants to pay a large sum of money to buy the copyright of Yamada Shinichi's' Seven Samurai '.
And most importantly, it has also entered the eyes of the shogunate! " Takashi Ohno said solemnly to Takashi Ohno, "According to our intelligence personnel, Yamada Shinichi's' Seven Samurai 'had received the attention of the shogunate before it was published.
The shogunate had sent people to discuss in detail with Yamada Shinichi, wanting to buy the copyright of Yamada Shinichi's book, but Yamada Shinichi refused.
Even so, the shogunate did not give up and continued to pay attention.
If we make a move, the shogunate will immediately find clues. This is very passive. "
When Takashi Ohno heard this, he said coldly, "Impossible? Nothing is impossible. With the shogunate's attention, we have to work hard!
If necessary, you will personally take action and kill Yamada Shinichi. "
"Yes, sir, I understand!" Takashi Ohno opened his eyes, and a light flashed in the room. He put the phone aside, stood up slowly, and turned on the light. A huge body stood in the room.
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