With the Naruto system, travel through time and become the mastermind behind the scenes

As the elevator gradually descended, the moment the door opened, the surging flow of people appeared in front of Shinji Abe.

"Prime Minister Abe, what do you think of this Osaka stationary incident!" "Prime Minister Abe,

I don't know if the time standstill technology in the island country has become a reality in the mouth of foreign media. "

......

Reporters with microphones crowded wildly in the crowd, and every first-hand news of this supernatural event had a different kind of fanaticism.

Listening to the chaotic voices, Shinji Abe only felt that his head hurt a little, one hand kept rubbing his temples, and the other hand was raised, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Then let me say a few words, can you be quiet for a while?

After receiving Abe's instructions, the surrounding security personnel also immediately used the radio to shout in Tokyo.

"Silence, silence!"

the loud horn sounded over the noisy crowd, and for a moment everyone stopped.

It seems that the crowd in front of him has calmed down, and Shinji Abe only feels that his brain, which was a little dizzy just now, seems to be a lot easier.

Finally stopped.

"Ahem, I'll tell you about it!"

Shinji Abe raised his hands, gestured slightly, and then walked forward, took the microphone, and was about to speak.

Bang—

a crisp gunshot slashed through Abe's ears and slammed straight into the glass behind him.

"What did you say Nimabi! Did you speak!" I

saw a figure wearing a mask constantly shuttling through the crowd, as if trying to find a good shooting spot and attack Shinji Abe again.

The violent gunshots, and the tingling pain in his ears from time to time, frightened Shinji Abe directly to his knees.

Covering his injured ear, he couldn't help but think in his heart, Made, who did Lao Tzu provoke, I just want to explain, I was so bad luck that you shot me.

"Bodyguard! bodyguard!" At

the same time, he couldn't stop his mouth, shouting loudly for his bodyguard, he just wanted to get out of this place quickly, it was too dangerous here, whoever likes to be this prime minister.

The bodyguard behind him was about to move forward, but was stopped by another bodyguard.

The bodyguard quietly walked to the rest of the people and whispered: "Twenty thousand days, months and a month, what kind of life do you play, just be pretty, it's too serious, it's easy to have a life and a lifeless flower."

When the rest of the people heard this, they also nodded in agreement, and hurriedly ran behind the prime minister one by one, firmly protecting the air behind them.

looked at Shinji Abe, who was trembling on his knees, and a trace of apology flashed in the eyes of the bodyguard, sorry Prime Minister Abe, although you are good to us, but the future Prime Minister Fumiji Kishida has given too much.

Bang -

another gunshot, a red snowflake crossed Abe's chest, and Abe, who had just stood up and wanted to escape, was directly pierced through his chest by a bullet.

Shinji Abe, who felt the loss of his life, looked at the group of bodyguards in front of him with an incomprehensible expression, and the air they surrounded them, especially the disbelief look at the last one, staring at the bodyguard who received the money.

"You, what the hell are you protecting?

Amid the sighs of the crowd, the shooter disappeared without a trace.

......

Under the scorching summer weather, the crowd of demonstrators around the gate of Tokyo also briefly dispersed, and Shinji Abe's body was also urgently cremated.

Just when the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Building was in silent mourning for the death of Prime Minister Abe, a cautious figure slipped out of the gate of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government.

"Hey, Prime Minister Kishida, Shinji is dead. "

It was the bodyguard who was bought by Kishida Fumiji this morning.

"What are you talking about, even if Jin Si dies, you are not the one you can call by name directly, pay attention next time. "

Yes, yes, who Prime Minister Kishida said. The bodyguard nodded frantically over the phone.

Inside a cool villa, Kishida Wenji drank cold Ruiao chicken head wine, the smile on his face seemed to overflow the plane, and it felt good to get rid of the roadblock on the way to becoming the prime minister.

But this bodyguard kid is really good at talking, and a mouthful of Prime Minister Kishida is like smearing honey in a small mouthful, which is really sweet to his heart, rewarded, greatly rewarded.

"Wait until tomorrow when I attend the Acting Prime Minister's press conference, you will follow us, and I will definitely use you again when the time comes. "

Yes, thank you, Prime Minister Kishida. "

Well, then you can get back to work for now

!" "Yes!"

Hung up, a subtle look flashing in the eyes of the security guard in the shadows.

Kishida walked over to the table and took a sip of wine.

Uh-huh~ It's so sweet!

Sure enough, I'm in a good mood, and everything I drink is delicious.

"I'm going to be prime minister today, I'm in ......a good mood,"

Fumiji Kishida sang a little song softly, walked to the bathroom mirror by himself, straightened his makeup, and took care of his hair.

Hmmm~good!It's handsome!It's a little old.,But it's still a flavor.,Hahaha!

Then he went straight to the side of the bed and lay down.

Now I just have to wait to wake up and become prime minister.

Life is wonderful.