Walking out of the school gate, Osamu Hoshino directly hailed a taxi and returned to his apartment.

There was a hint of solemnity on his face, and the expression on his face seemed to be getting richer and richer after a while.

Although this expression is still not obvious.

Back in the room, he turned on his computer and looked at the screen, Hoshino was stunned. Amuro said that if you want to be recognized, the first thing you need to do is to respect, respect the other person and respect yourself at the same time.

He didn't want to invade Kamikawa's privacy again, but the uneasiness in his heart made him unable to ignore it.

He closed his eyes for a moment and finally made a decision.

When I opened my eyes again, all kinds of emotions in my eyes had dissipated. He put his hands on the keyboard, his fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and the sound of the keyboard bouncing back was like playing a piano piece. On the blue screen, lines of characters jump quickly, and various information is quickly checked, and a position is quickly locked.

The signal was transmitted from an apartment in Kakudo Town.

There were many floors and many residents in that apartment, and Osamu Hoshino couldn't pinpoint which floor he was on through the signal.

His fingers continued to tap on the keyboard, and dozens of neatly arranged moving images suddenly appeared on the computer screen.

These are the images he has retrieved from the cameras in the vicinity from last night to the present.

Sure enough, he didn't see Kamikawa appear in any of the scenes.

It is impossible for Kamikawa's style of acting to be captured by the camera.

At this time, surveillance cameras are not widely available, and the range of surveillance is very limited. Kamikawa did not pass by the entrance of the apartment at night, and no one resembling him appeared in the elevator's surveillance.

Osamu Hoshino tried to pull the content of the surveillance to yesterday's whole day, several pictures flashed quickly on the computer, and his eyes kept sifting through the screens, and countless images flashed on the eyeballs and then excluded, like a high-speed machine.

Finally, he tapped the keyboard again, and the screen paused to see Kamikawa holding a schoolbag in a hat.

"Afternoon ......"

Following the time and place of Kamikawa's appearance, Osamu Hoshino kept switching screens until Kamikawa entered the elevator and pressed the floor.

With a blink of a sour eye, Osamu Hoshino permanently deleted these surveillance images, since no matter how high-tech hackers are, they can't restore the entire surveillance.

He closed his computer and stood up to open the curtains, the sun had risen overhead, and the blinding sunlight made him cry physiologically.

Sitting in front of a computer for three hours is exhausting just by constantly monitoring the footage.

He closed his eyes for a moment, went to the bathroom and washed his face to clear his mind.

Following the address he had investigated, Osamu Hoshino pressed the elevator to the top floor.

He didn't tell Amuro about it. There are secrets that no one else can know.

- This includes speculation about Kamikawa's true identity.

This apartment is a single apartment with six residents on the ground floor. Osamu Hoshino came to the floor where Kamikawa was and looked around along the door number, and none of them said Kamikawa.

In this case, the simplest method of elimination needs to be used, which is to knock on the door one by one.

It's not a day off, and most of the people who live in bachelor apartments are out of work and not at home, and the elimination method can only exclude some of them.

As the last door was closed, Osamu Hoshino locked down the homes of three families who knocked on the door and no one answered.

He pulled out the wire and unlocked them one by one.

This is the essential skill of "detective" that Amuro taught him.

Finally, in the last room, he saw Kamikawa fainting to the ground.

I saw Kamikawa lying on the ground shirtless and blessed, the gauze went around his body again and again, and the blood leaching from the wound had dyed the gauze red, and the color spread from light to dark.

Around him, tools and medicines were piled up on the floor, a blood-stained copper bullet lay in a tray next to him, and a garbage can was full of bloody cotton balls. The blood stains on the clothes had dried, and the reddish-brown marks were unusually noticeable on the white floor tiles.

His face remained transfigured, with a black ash that looked like it had come out of a coal pile. Whether it's Lian, Neck, or Body, they are all three completely different colors.

Sure enough, last night's explosion in Rice Flower Town had something to do with him.

Osamu Hoshino breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it wasn't the worst outcome.

Even in a coma, Kamikawa's brows were still tightly furrowed, as if he was enduring the pain caused by the wound. Hoshino Shu squatted down and probed his forehead, his hot hands were hot.

Excessive blood loss and wound infection can easily cause high fever, and the temperature is around 20 degrees Celsius these days, and the risk of high fever is aggravated by Kamikawa's lying shirtless on the ground.

Looking at Kamikawa, who was completely unconscious, Hoshino Shu didn't know what to do for a while.

The idea of sending him to the hospital was rejected at the first time, and if Kamikawa was willing to go to the hospital, he wouldn't be lying here. Coupled with the fact that he most likely came out of the pick-up bombing, then the wounds on his body were not only gunshot wounds, but also wounds caused by explosives, and the source of these wounds is simply inexplicable.

In addition to his forehead, his body was also frighteningly hot, and if he didn't get rid of the fever quickly, the situation would be quite serious.

Hoshino frowned and rummaged through his memory for a way to reduce his fever, he had barely been sick, so that these things had accumulated so deeply in his brain that he needed deep memories to remember.

While recalling, he took out the antipyretic medicine from the medicine box next to him, took a glass of water and poured it down with the medicine.

Kamikawa coughed in an instant, and his free consciousness instantly returned, and his whole body tensed up and took a defensive posture.

He opened his eyes, sharp and wary.

Seeing Hoshino Shu, he frowned, "Why are you here?" ”

"You didn't go to school, your parents were looking for you." Osamu Hoshino explained slightly, "And you're having a high fever right now. ”

Kamikawa instantly sat up with his uninjured left arm propped up, feeling the weakness of his body at this time. His gaze swept over the water he was holding in his hand and the antipyretic tablets on the ground, and his gaze at Osamu Hoshino was a little complicated.

No matter how Osamu Hoshino appeared here, if it weren't for him, he would probably have a high fever to the point of being unconscious, and it is estimated that he would not be able to survive waking up.

He still overestimated the quality of his current body, and subconsciously dealt with it according to his own experience in his previous life, but the result was that he had a high fever and was unconscious.

Not only that, because of the high load last night, he stimulated the muscles to dodge, and now his muscles are very sore, and the whole person is in a state of being slaughtered.

No matter how Hoshino Shu found here, he must accept this favor!

"What are you going to do next?"

Feeling Kamikawa's instantaneous indifference, Osamu Hoshino felt the aggrieved emotion for the first time, and his mind was sour, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Explained? It doesn't seem to be necessary. After all, he did something wrong and brought it on himself.