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"Damn it! I don't cry when I don't see the coffin." Zhou Hao scolded.
Yang Luo said: "Zhou Xin counted the total number of people. Let them pay for the dead guys. There is also 10 million yuan for one bullet. They also paid 70 million yuan for seven bullets for seven people."
Zhou Xin and Lu Fengying, the two little women, suppressed a smile and counted the living people, "Head! There are 37 people in total."
"Yeah!" Yang Luo hummed, "Rounding up, 150 million per person."
A guy just wanted to open his mouth, but was hurriedly stopped by a person next to him. Say it again! Besides, it will rise to 200 million.
Yang Luo looked at them with a smile, "What? My calculation is wrong? Then how much should you calculate?"
"Yes! Yes! It won't be bad." Thirty people wiped the sweat from their foreheads and nodded hurriedly.
"By the way, what the hell are you doing in a daze? Don't hurry up and call to transfer money." Yang Luo's angry roar made these guys tremble again. With trembling hands, he took out his phone and informed his company's finance department that no matter what method he used, he had to raise 150 million US dollars and remit it to the designated account.
There was a screeching brake sound in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Fumiji Okada jumped out of the car and ran inside. Although it is winter, Okada Fumji's face is covered with beads of sweat, and the clothes on his body have also been soaked in sweat.
Seeing Yukio Hatoyama, he didn't even catch his breath and said: "Your Excellency! The Ginza Commercial Street was bombed, although not all of them were turned into ruins, and the loss of casualties is under investigation."
Yukio Hatoyama almost fainted while sitting there, and then the anger rushed straight to the top of his head.
"boom!"
He slapped the desk fiercely, "Baga! A bunch of trash, don't you all have nothing to eat? You started to deploy defenses and investigations two days in advance, but you still let terrorists blow up Ginza Commercial Street. You let How can I explain to the Japanese people, how to explain to His Majesty the Emperor." The angry roar could be heard clearly on the whole floor.
Fumji Okada secretly touched the cold sweat and stood there not daring to breathe, Yukio Hatoyama took a deep breath to calm his mood.
"How is the investigation at the airport? Did the Chinese who entered the country investigate clearly?"
Okada Fumji shook his head: "Investigated, all tourist groups including individual entry have been investigated, but all suspects have been ruled out."
Yukio Hatoyama looked at Fumji Okada and was furious, "What are you still doing here? Hurry up and go to Ginza to deal with the scene."
At this moment Fumji Okada's phone rang, he took out the phone and pressed the answer button, his pale face became even paler, his body shook, his limbs put away the phone stiffly, and he stared straight at the phone. By Hatoyama Yukio.
Yukio Hatoyama's heart beat suddenly, and a very bad premonition grew in his heart.
"What happened again?"
Fumiji Okada's throat rolled, "Prime Minister Your Excellency, horror Terrorists attacked the Okura Hotel and hijacked everyone inside.
Yukio Hatoyama's face became very ugly, he stood up abruptly, and then his legs gave a "plop" and he fell down on the chair again. The strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he picked up the phone after a long time Called Nobuya Saka, "You immediately notify the cabinet ministers to the emergency response center."
"Kai! Your Excellency the Prime Minister." Nobuya Saka also heard the news, and when he was about to leave, he glanced at Fumji Okada, his eyes full of pity.
Yukio Hatoyama stood up and staggered two steps towards the door. He knew he was finished. The relocation of the Futenma base of the US military stationed in Japan to Henoya, Nago City in Okinawa Prefecture had not been completed yet, and the people were already dissatisfied with him. . So many things have happened in the past few days, no matter how he handles it, he can't bear the anger of the people. Now it depends on whether he steps down by himself or waits until he is ousted.
Yang Luo looked at the time, "Dainen! Has the money arrived yet?"
"Hee heeall of them are here, 5.55 billion one cent is a lot. This time we got rich, how many lollipops can we buy?"
"Puchi" Zhou Xin said with a smile: "Enen, can you be a little bit promising, so you can't build a lollipop factory yourself with so much money?"
"Haha" There was a burst of laughter from the headset, and Li Tao said, "Zhou Xin! You don't seem to be much better. With so much money, do you still want to buy cosmetics?"
Zhou Xin rolled his eyes, "I won't buy it, I want to buy a cosmetics company myself."
Yang Luo ignored them, "Dainen! Use the satellite to connect me to the Japanese Prime Minister's Office."
"Dingling"
& nbsp; Yukio Hatoyama, who had just walked to the door, trembled, and now he trembled when he heard the phone ring. Turn around and go back to pick up the phone, "I'm Yukio Hatoyama."
"Hehe" There was a hoarse chuckle from the receiver, "Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, didn't disturb your work, did you?"
"Who are you?" Yukio Hatoyama asked.
"Haven't you been looking for me?" The voice in the receiver was hoarse and cold.
"idiot¡¡."
"Stop fucking Baga, I'll tell you that I killed Noboru Saito, I killed the president of the Black Dragon Society, and I killed the people in the cars parked in the prime minister's residence. I bombed the Peninsula Hotel Yes, Ginza was also bombed by me. Does this big gift surprise you? Now I am in Hotel Okura, and I need 50 billion, but it is not yen but US dollars. I will give you 20 minutes to prepare , within these 20 minutes, you can take military action, but if I don¡¯t see the money, I¡¯ll give you a big gift.¡± The voice paused, and then read out a number, ¡°Remember Live! Wire the money to this account within twenty minutes."
"Beep beep"
There was a busy tone from the handset, and Yukio Hatoyama threw the phone on the desk with a "snap", which made Fumji Okada's body tremble suddenly.
Seeing that Yukio Hatoyama was going to get angry, he couldn't bear it and hurriedly said: "I'll organize the police to rescue the hostages." After speaking, he ran out.
Nobuya Saka came in at this time, and said cautiously: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister! Ministers have arrived at the crisis management center." Yukio Hatoyama stood up and walked out with a wave of his hands.
The basement floor of the prime minister's official residence is the crisis management center, and the entire hall is more than 1,000 square meters. Directly in front of the hall is a large electronic screen, which is connected to Japanese military satellites and spy satellites, as well as links to the internal networks of various major Japanese departments. There are more than a dozen computers lined up on the other side of the hall, and a dozen computer elites and staff from the crisis management center are busy there. As long as major events happen in Japan, they will be dealt with here.
When Yukio Hatoyama came, all the ministers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs had already arrived. Some faces are heavy, and some gloat. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com