"I kind of know what the guy behind the scenes is trying to do." Kamikawa took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Huh?"

"It's just a guy who thinks life is boring and likes to watch people kill each other for fun." Kamikawa's expressionless face instantly appeared in his mind, and he originally asked him what bad things he had done, but Hoshino didn't answer.

Now it seems that this is really not what a normal person would do.

I don't know how many other similar things he has done.

It's better for this kind of dangerous person to disappear.

"Do you know who did it?" Shan Shiye's eyebrows were furrowed, and the horizontal flesh on his face was pulled up, looking even more fierce.

"I don't know, but I can guess what the man thinks." After all, this kind of spirit disease Shangchuan Instant had really seen it in his previous life, and he died miserably later.

"And what are you going to do?"

"I've called the police." Kamikawa grinned instantly, revealing eight snow-white teeth. "When the rain stops, they'll probably be there."

I learned this trick from a certain sniper in the distillery, and the one-handed alarm tactic was taken by surprise and the bottom of the kettle was drawn.

"Then now you can get some sleep!" After Kamikawa finished speaking, he quickly approached him like an arrow off the string, knocking him unconscious in the frightened eyes of Yamashino.

At that moment, a gunshot rang out, and bullets flew head-on.

Kamikawa flicked his umbrella in an instant, blocking the flying bullets. The bullet collided with the umbrella surface, as if encountering a barrier, the umbrella cloth was slightly dented, and the bullet bounced out, leaving a white mark on the umbrella surface caused by high-speed impact.

Mihara didn't think much about it, and fired a few more shots at different parts.

The bullets that flew were all bounced off by the umbrella cloth, and Kamikawa was instantly unharmed.

Seeing that he couldn't help Kamikawa, Mihara shifted the target to the unconscious Yamashino. Pull the trigger and the bullet went towards his heart.

Kamikawa quickly covered Yamashino with an umbrella with one hand, blocking the delayed bullets, and kept pulling the trigger with his hand to aim at Mihara's gun-holding arm in the dark.

Kamikawa's speed is fast, but Mihara's speed is not slow either. A bullet fired, and regardless of whether it could hit or not, he quickly hid behind the wall.

After blocking the vital point of Yamashino, Kamikawa did not take another umbrella for a while. As a defensive tool, the umbrella has good defense, but at the same time his vision is bound to be affected.

Instead of being passive in defense, it is better to be proactive.

Mihara hid sideways behind the wall, intently paying attention to the movement over there.

"You look professional." Kamikawa instantly became a little interested in him, and was not in a hurry to deal with him, he tried to talk to him to see if he could get any useful information.

"What did you do before?"

Mihara was silent and did not reply.

Compared to Kamikawa's character, Mihara is the kind of person who is silent and doesn't like to talk much, and silence can make him focus better.

"Do you know who sent you the letter?" Seeing that the person over there didn't answer, Kamikawa instantly changed a question that might arouse his interest.

"Who is it?"

"Before I tell you, I want to know if the content of your letter is the same as that of Yamashino."

Kamikawa instantly spoke his terms.

After a moment of silence, Yamashino skipped the threatening part and slowly explained the contents of the letter.

Kamikawa instantly applied the information he got to Hoshino Shu little by little. In fact, he wasn't 100% sure that the person behind the scenes was Osamu Hoshino, after all, it was just an intuition, and he didn't have any evidence.

"Yamashino's goal is to kill me, your goal is to kill everyone, so the goal of Nishikawa Kohei who died in your hands should be to kill you." Nishikawa Kohei died, and there were already casualties in this incident, and it was a vicious homicide. When the police arrived, they found three guys with guns gathered in an abandoned villa, how strange this thing looked.

Kamikawa had to get out as soon as possible before the police arrived, or he would get into trouble himself.

"Tsk, you kill me, I'll kill you. Why do you have to fight and kill? Can't we just sit down and talk about a peaceful solution? ”

Kamikawa instantly said what Yamashino wanted to say but never said, but unfortunately someone was already unconscious and couldn't hear it at all.

"I can't go to the police station." The three original words are concise and to the point.

He can't let his daughter know that he has a murderer's father, and he can't let his wife know that she has a murderer's husband.

He can die, he can die without knowing his name, but he can't expose his past to the scrutiny of the court.

"It's a bit of a trick!" Kamikawa slowly approached him, "I've already called the police." ”

Hearing his voice approaching, Mihara leaned out and quickly fired a shot at him in an attempt to push him back.

Kamikawa quickly dodged sideways, and his left hand, which was not holding a gun, shot a piece of iron and hit Mihara's right hand with a gun.

The force of the impact threw the entire pistol out of his hand, and the piece of iron stuck into the bowl of his right hand, stuck in the crack of the bone.

Mihara snorted, pulled out the pistol he was carrying from his waist with his left hand, and quickly left the place.

He covered his hands with his clothes to prevent blood from dripping down his arms and falling to the ground.

The room was dim, the corridor had little light except for the window at one end, there were no lamps, and it was difficult to find him through the dust footprints on the ground.

But this is a normal situation, Kamikawa instantly has a cheat. Under the infrared night vision glasses, the newly stepped footprints on the ground are very obvious.

He followed the footprints and stopped in front of a closed door. The door lock was locked from the inside, and it took a little time for Kamikawa to break down the door.

"I don't want to be so violent, why do you have to divide life and death if you talk about things that can be solved?"

Kamikawa stood in the doorway, and the sound came clearly through the wooden door to Mihara's ears leaning against the wall.

"We don't have anything to talk about."

"No, there are many." Kamikawa sighed slightly, "Do you know who the poem behind your letter is written for?" ”

“…… You? ”

"Yes......" The cap covered most of Kamikawa's face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly in the shadows, only his pursed lips. He was testing what I would do. ”

"You chose to call the police."

"Isn't calling the police the first thing normal people will do when they encounter this kind of thing? What's so weird. ”

"But you're not a normal person." This kind of accuracy, this kind of psychological quality, and this secret weapon technique, who believes that you are an ordinary person?

"Do you want me to see death and not save me, watch you kill each other, and then kill me too? Or shall I join you in killing each other and kill you first? ”

Kamikawa's voice was a little sneering, calm but like a lion that suppressed its anger.

Mihara was silent, apparently he really thought. As a person whose identity is not visible, once you enter this world, it is difficult to think with the thinking of a normal person.

Morality and order are already something that can be picked up when needed and thrown away at any time when not needed.