mac.thepearlharbormurders-第34节

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　Harada　smiled；　just　a　little；　then　looked　at　each　man；　one　at　a　time；　with　quiet　contempt。　〃You　will　try　to　prove　this；　how？〃
　Burroughs　shrugged。　〃Like　I　said；　it's　not　our　job　to　prove　it…that's　up　to　the　feds；　and　Detective　Jardine。　But　they're　a　little　busy　this　morning　。。。　so　I　thought　I'd　help　out。〃
　Burroughs　brought　his　hand　out　from　around　his　back　and　aimed　the　Lьger　at　the　grocer's　chest。
　〃What　is　this？〃　Harada　asked；　only　his　eyes　betraying　any　alarm。
　〃It's　what　we　Americans　call　a　citizen's　arrest。〃
　The　backroom　door　flew　open　and　suddenly　Morimura　was　at　Burroughs's　side；　pressing　the　nose　of　a　。38　revolver　into　the　writer's　neck。
　〃This　is　not　judo；〃　Morimura　said。　〃This　is　a　gun。〃
　The　slender；　handsome　spy　wore　golf　clothes…a　checkered　sweater　vest　over　a　white　shirt　and　knee　pants　with　high　checkered　socks；　well；　Kita　had　said　Morimura　had　a　golf　date；　this　morning。
　With　a　sigh；　Burroughs　set　the　little　Lьger　on　the　counter。　The　grocer　did　not　take　the　weapon；　rather　he　reached　under　the　counter　and　swung　out　a　sawed…off　shotgun。　Hully　and　his　father　exchanged　glances…this　was　not　going　quite　as　planned。
　〃I　hope　you'll　forgive　me　for　eavesdropping；〃　Morimura　said；　looking　a　little　ridiculous　in　the　golf　outfit；　though　not　enough　so　to　take　the　edge　off　the　weapon　he'd　stuck　in　the　writer's　neck。
　'Til　let　it　go　this　time；〃　Burroughs　said；　as　the　cold　steel　of　the　spy's　gun　dimpled　his　flesh。
　Morimura's　expression　was　smug　but　his　eyes　had　a
　wildness；　a　fear；　in　them。　〃You　should　write　detective　stories；　Mr。　Burroughs。　You　put　the　pieces　together　very　well。〃
　The　writer　looked　sideways　at　his　captor。　〃What　now；　Morimura？　You　don't　mind　if　I　don't　call　you　'Yoshikawa'…I'm　used　to　you　the　other　way。〃
　Morimura　offered　half　a　smile。　〃The　ineffectual；　buf…foonish　ladies'　man；　you　mean？　I　must　give　you　credit；　Mr。　Burroughs…you　never　did　accept　that　masquerade。〃
　〃By　any　yardstick；　buddy；　you're　no　diplomat。　You'll　face　the　firing　squad；　as　a　spy。〃
　The　half　smile　dissolved　into　a　full　scowl。　〃You're　facing　a　firing　squad　right　now；　Mr。　Burroughs…something　I　have　no　intention　of　doing。〃
　〃What　are　you　going　to　do？〃　Burroughs　did　his　best　to　show　no　fear；　and　he　wasn't　afraid　for　himself…but　his　son；　at　his　side；　that　was　something　again。　〃You　can't　just　kill　us。〃
　〃Really？〃　Morimura　laughed　softly。　〃Do　you　see　anyone　around　to　be　a　witness？　Mr。　Harada　and　I　will　be　on　the　tiny　island　of　Niihau；　by　nightfall；　and　a　few　days　later；　a　submarine　will　take　us　to　。。。　friendlier　waters。〃
　Burroughs　locked　eyes　with　the　spy。　〃Did　you　know；　Morimura？　Did　you　know　today　was　the　day？〃
　The　spy　smirked；　shaking　his　head。　〃I　suspected…　all　signs　indicated　that　was　the　case。。。　but　it　might　have　been　next　week；　or　the　next。　What　was　the　difference；　with　your　military　so　obsessed　with　fighting　fifth　columnists；　and　ignoring　the　real　threat？〃
　Hully　was　looking　at　the　little　grocer；　the　big　hollow　eyes　of　the　man's　shotgun　looking　back　at　him。　〃How　could　you　do　it？　How　could　you　kill　your　own　niece？〃
　Harada's　features　were　impassive；　even　proud。　〃She　was　a　traitor。〃
　Hully's　eyes　were　on　fire；　his　nostrils　flaring　as　he　said；　〃She　was　a　beautiful；　talented　girl；　and　you　murdered　her；　you　heartless　son　of　a　bitch！〃
　Harada　shrugged。
　Morimura's　smile　was　pursed；　like　a　kiss；　and　then　he　said；　〃Who　was　it　said；　'War　is　hell'？　Whoever　that　wise　man　was；　he　was　so　right；　even　if　he　was　an　American　。。。　now　if　you　will　please　to　step　in　back；　in　the　storeroom。〃
　Burroughs　put　up　his　hands　and　so　did　Hully；　and　Morimura　reached　behind　him　and　pushed　the　backroom　door　open　with　one　hand；　and　with　the　other　he　kept　the　revolver　trained　on　the　writer；　the　grocer　keeping　a　bead　on　Hully。　Morimura　motioned　with　the　gun　for　them　to　follow　him　into　the　back。
　The　spy　did　not　see　Adam　Sterling　e　into　the　open　doorway　behind　him；　and　the　grocer　didn't　see　the　FBI　agent　in　time　to　warn　Morimura；　either。　With　a　swift；　vicious　chop　to　the　base　of　the　neck；　Sterling　sent　Morimura　sprawling　to　the　floor；　the　。38　tumbling　from　the　spy's　hands。
　Burroughs　caught　the　weapon　in　midair；　and　Hully　snatched　the　Lьger　from　the　counter；　while　Sterling　was　pointing　a　。38　revolver　of　his　own　at　the　grocer　behind　the　counter。
　Though　he　had　a　shotgun　in　hand；　Harada　was　facing　three　guns；　all　trained　on　him；　from　various　directions。
　〃Drop　it；〃　Sterling　advised。　〃You　can't　win　this　game。〃
　Harada　thought　that　over；　then　he　swung　the　sawed…off　shotgun　up　and　around　and　under　his　chin　and　squeezed　both　triggers；　the　explosion　shaking　everything…and　everyone…in　the　small　shop。　What　had　been　Harada's　head　dripped　and　dribbled　and　slithered　down　the　weird　jars　of　roots；　herbs　and　skeletons；　crawling　like　strange　sea　creatures。　Then　the　mostly　headless　body　slid　down　to　the　floor　and　sat；　out　of　sight。
　Hully　was　covering　his　mouth；　horrified。　Through　his　fingers；　he　said　the　obvious：　〃He　。。。　he　took　his　own　life。〃
　〃You're　going　to　be　seeing　a　lot　of　that；〃　Burroughs　said；　〃in　the　ing　days。〃
　Sterling　was　hauling　Morimura　to　his　feet；　the　dazed　spy；　his　perfect　hair　askew；　looking　fairly　idiotic　in　the　golf　togs；　gave　the　FBI　man　a　bewildered　look。
　〃Judo；〃　Sterling　explained。
　Less　than　two　hours　after　it　had　begun；　the　sneak　air　attack　on　Pearl　Harbor　was　over。　The　silver　planes　again　receded　into　specks　on　the　horizon；　taking　off　in　varied　directions；　one　more　act　of　deception　designed　to　confuse　the　enemy　as　to　the　attackers'　origin　point。　The　raiders　left　behind　a　Pearl　Harbor　that　was　a　smoldering；　twisted　landscape　of　inconceivable　devastation。　The　two　pieces　of　the　Arizona　lay　on　the　bottom　of　the　harbor；　the　West　Virginia；　too。　The　Utah　and　Oklahoma；　capsized；　the　California　sinking；　the　Cur…tiss；　Helena；　and　Honolulu　damaged；　the　Raleigh　barely　afloat；　the　Nevada；　the　Vestal；　beached。　Fires　raged　on　bomb…damaged　ships…the　Maryland；　the　Pennsylvania；　the　Tennessee。
　On　Ford　Island；　the　husks　of　dozens　of　planes　lay　in　charred　disarray；　while　hangars　burned　around　them。　On　the　oil…pooled　surface　of　the　harbor　floated　debris；　much　of　it　human。　And　along　the　Oahu　shores；　the　pummeled　air　bases　continued　to　ooze　smoke。
　Corpsman　attempted；　often　vainly；　to　identify　bodies　and　body　parts　at　the　Pearl　Harbor　Naval　Hospital。　At　the　base　of　Alewa　Heights；　just　below　the　Shuncho…ro　teahouse…where　the　Japanese　vice　consul　had　wooed　geishas　and　perpetrated　espionage…a　makeshift　morgue　was　set　up。
　The　triumph　of　the　Japanese；　however；　was　not　plete。　Huge　fuel　tanks；　holding　millions　of　barrels　of　oil；　had　gone　unsullied。　The　Navy　Yard　itself；　that　sprawl　of　repair　facilities　and　shops；　was　secure。　The　Naval　ammo　depot　went　untouched；　as　did　the　submarine　pens。　Smaller　warships　by　the　score　escaped　damage；　and　the　raiders　had　failed　to　find…much　less　destroy…the　aircraft　carriers　of　the　Pacific　Fleet。
　The　greatest　miscalculation；　of　course；　was　the　nature　of　the　attack　itself…the　sheer　villainy　of　such　a　peacetime　assault　To　the　Japanese　military；　this　was　a　glorious　day　of　victory；　but　just　one　day…a　war；　after　all；　was　made　of　many　days。
　But　December　7；　1941；　was　not　just　any　day。
　Americans　would　remember　it
　
　
　
　Epilogue
　
　On　the　afternoon　after　the　attack…in　response　to　a　radio　request　for　help　from　all　able…bodied　men…Ed　and　Hully　Burroughs　were　issued　Springfield　rifles　and　dispatched　to　patrol　the　waterfront　in　a　civilian　guard；　helping　to　dig　slit　trenches　along　the　shore。
　With　the　help　of　his　friend　Colonel　Kendall　Fielder；　Burroughs　earned　the　distinction　of　being　the　oldest　American　correspondent　to　cover　the　Second　World　War；　making　three　trips　to　Pacific　war　zones。　He　was　vocal　in　his　support　for　Hawaii's　Japanese…Americans；　though　his　stereotypical；　propagandist　portrayal　of　〃Japs〃　in　his　WWII　novel；　Tarzan　and　the　Foreign　Legion；　rivaled　that　of　the　Germans　in　Tarzan　the　Untamed。
　Colonel　Fielder　also　became　known　for　championing　the　rights　of　Japanese…Americans；　possibly　he'd　been　touched　in　some　private　way　by　the　deaths　of　his　son　and　his　son's　nisei　fiancee。　At　any　rate；　largely　due　to　the　efforts　of　Fielder　and　a　few　others…including　FBI　agent　Adam　Sterling…99　percent　of　Hawaii's　160；000　Japanese…Americans　remained　free；　unlike　the　widespread　mainland　interments。
　Shortly　after　Pearl　Harbor；　Burroughs　turned　his　hand　to　mystery　writing；　even　briefly　converting　Tar…zan　into　a　detective；　though　without　particular　success；　including　a　wild　crime　story　entitled　〃More　Fun！　More　People　Killed！〃　that　The　Saturday　Evening　Post　turned　down。
　After　suffering　several　heart　attacks；　Edgar　Rice　Burroughs　died　in　bed；　on　March　19；　1950；　slumping　over　the　funny　papers；　which　were　open　to　'Tarzan。〃
　Ed　Burroughs　was　very　proud　of　his　son　Hully；　who　a　few　weeks　after　the　Pearl　Harbor　raid　enlisted　in　the　Army　Air　Corps　at　Hickam　Field；　First　Lieutenant　Hul…bert　Burroughs　went　on　to　be　a　distinguished　aerial　bat　photographer。　Toward　the　end　of　the　war；　Hully　married　Marion　Thrasher；　after　his　father's　death；　he　took　the　reins　of　ERB；　Inc。；　working　with　his　brother　John　Coleman　Burroughs　to　effectively　administer　the　legacy　of　Edgar　Rice　Burroughs。
　Otto　Ku