Kamikawa rode his motorcycle all the way to Tokyo, the mountain road was winding and winding, Kamikawa's hair was wet and he didn't want to wear a helmet, and the oncoming wind blew his hair all back, and it also blew away the suppressed emotions in his heart a lot.

The signal jammer on his body is still on, and his phone is also turned off. For hackers, a terminal like a mobile phone is a locator, as long as it is turned on, he can know where you are at any time.

It is likely that Osamu Hoshino directly hacked into his phone to locate his location.

I can only be glad that it is not the era of cameras everywhere, otherwise for Osamu Hoshino, he is really an invincible existence. It's scary to think about retrieving locations anytime, anywhere, and predicting your actions in advance.

Kamikawa's rain-soaked hair was dried by the wind along the road, but the clothes on his body were not so easy to dry.

His coat and hat had been destroyed to prevent the police officers in Gunma Prefecture from finding him through clothes and the like. He didn't leave any hair fingerprints or anything like that. As for footprints, the current technology is not so advanced that it is possible to find him through footprints.

Besides, he won't be able to wear them again next time.

Back in the apartment he rented, Kamikawa instantly collapsed on the sofa with some tiredness.

Calculating is a very tiring thing, especially since Kamikawa is not good at these.

Whether it is human nature or morality, it cannot stand the test, and the people who do these things do not really want to see what truth, goodness, beauty, and what bright souls they see. Their purpose is, to put it bluntly, to destroy, to destroy the beautiful veil on the surface, to expose the truth to the sun.

And truth is never beautiful.

He has seen the truth of human nature, but he also understands the beauty of human nature.

What happens when you throw a bunch of thugs together?

Island Battle Royale, you kill me, he kills you, even the one who survives to the end will not be spared, because killing so many people is sinful in itself.

Kamikawa instantly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, they were all the same sinful people, what qualifications did he have to say about Hoshino Shu?

He slumped motionless on the couch until the hands of the clock passed six o'clock, and Kamikawa sat up straight.

He unpacked the guitar case that had been wet when he was climbing the window on his back on the ground, and the guitar case was very waterproof, neither the internal guitar nor the AWP were wet.

Kamikawa went to the bathroom to take a shower and change his clothes. I adjusted my body shape with props and made some camouflage.

Taking off his glasses, putting on his mask and hat, he was completely different in the mirror, and only a scar could be seen diagonally downward from under the slightly lowered brim.

Whether it is from the height and body type or the back, it is completely distinguished from the true identity of Kamikawa Instant.

Uekawa pulled out the glider from the handle and hid it under his coat, and went out with a completely different guitar case on his back.

As the sky began to get dark, Kamikawa instantly called home from a public phone booth to ask about his parents, and when he learned that they were fine, he was relieved and told that he would not go home tonight and hung up the phone.

He stood on the side of the street and looked up at the tall buildings, looking for the best sniping position. The sniper point should have a good field of vision, and there should be no sniping from behind, and the place should be convenient to get out.

……

At night, the whole of Tokyo is lit up, the moon is obscured by dark clouds, and the visibility in the sky is drastically reduced.

Kamikawa stood by the window of the top floor of a tall building with a sniper rifle in his hand. The muzzle of the sniper rifle pointed at the window of a bedroom in the distance, which was closed and the curtains were drawn so that only some light could be seen through the curtains.

Sniping isn't actually a great option. Because Kamikawa didn't know that Osamu Hoshino was not at home at this time. And it's hard to guarantee that Osamu Hoshino will appear by the window.

It's not so much about choosing to snipe, it's more about giving yourself a chance to think carefully.

The night breeze is slightly cool, the wind on the high-rise building is strong, and the blowing Shangchuan is extremely sober.

There is a saying that you should never make decisions under anger, because anger can affect one's sanity to the point of doing something irreparable.

In the same way, don't make decisions late at night. Because often when you wake up the next day, you feel like you were really stupid last night.

The window in the scope seemed to be close in front of him, and Kamikawa instantly looked at his mobile phone that had been turned off for a day, and was silent for a long time, but finally turned it on.

It didn't take long for a strange phone call to come in.

Kamikawa instantly transferred the call to the headset and did not speak.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Osamu Hoshino's voice on the other end of the phone was very marked.

"Give me a reason not to kill you." Kamikawa's voice was cold, like a gust of cold wind, which sent chills to the bottom of people's hearts.

“...... I can't seem to find ......" Hoshino Shu was a little helpless, this helplessness was very light, as if there was a little bit of chagrin.

“......”

There was silence.

Osamu Hoshino walked to the window with the phone, opened the curtains, and looked in the direction of Kamikawa from afar.

He exposed himself to Kamikawa's sniper vision.

"Why?"

Kamikawa instantly looked at him through the magnification mirror, as if he didn't know anything, and stood by the window with a calm face. He didn't know when his hair was cut short, and his whole eyes were exposed.

There are so many questions about why this one is included, so many that Kamikawa himself doesn't know which one he is asking.

"Let you get to know me, and let me get to know you."

Osamu Hoshino seemed to be saying a very ordinary move, and the expression on his face still did not fluctuate in the slightest. It was too far away for him to see Kamikawa's figure, but he could feel the stinging pain in his eyebrows, which was being targeted by snipers.

"Heh..."Kamikawa sneered instantly, "Then your way of knowing is really bloody enough~"

Osamu Hoshino didn't reply, he was silent for a while and then asked, "Are we friends?" ”

Hoshino Osamu calmly asked, and then provoked Kamikawa's anger.

To be friends with you is really eight lifetimes of blood mold!

Which friend is so calculating? Guided step by step, carefully designed, there is such a friend who may die one day in a daze!

"What do you think?" Kamikawa asked with a sneer.

"You want to kill me."

Kamikawa didn't reply, and acquiesced. You yourself know very well, I want to kill you, how can I count as a friend?

Hoshino Shu seemed to be a little uncomfortable, his whole eyes drooped, and the highlights in those silver-gray eyes disappeared.

"I'm sorry."

He looked at the darkness in front of him from afar, and felt that life had become black again.

"You shoot."

He closed his glasses, as if he were on trial.

The cross's crosshair was aimed at his head, and Uekawa tried to pull the trigger countless times, but his fingers loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened, and finally did not shoot this bullet.

He almost gritted his teeth and said, "There is no next time!" ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone, put away the gun and left here without looking back.