There was no answer from behind the door, Mihara's back was pressed against the wall, and the sharp pain in his right hand made his head start to feel a little unconscious.

Hiding is only temporary, and it is very likely that he will die here today.

He braces himself to deal with Kamikawa, who is ready to break down at any moment.

Kamikawa did not break the door directly, and the break represented danger, because the people inside were very likely to seize the moment the aspect was broken and give him a fatal shot.

The shootout is not the kind of dramatic scene in film and television dramas where you give me a shot, and if you don't hit, I'll give you a shot, and the two of them fight back and forth. No fool will go back and forth with you to shoot targets. Circumvention and outflanking, a common tactic used in games, are just as useful in reality.

Kamikawa instantly entered the room next door, this kind of villa does not have anti-theft windows. Entering through a window is easier and safer than breaking in.

Like a gibbon, Kamikawa climbed from a few meters apart from the edge of the window to the other, he did not show his head, he climbed the edge of the window with one hand, and with the other hand broke the window and threw a tear gas inward.

The heavy rain outside the window wet the guitar case on the back of the guitar and wet his hair.

Seeing something being thrown in through the window, Mihara's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly pulled the doorknob and prepared to rush out, but he saw that the doorknob couldn't be pulled at all, and the door was locked from the outside!

Damn it!

Mihara shot frantically at the door lock, his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead bulged, like a madman who had reached a dead end.

But this does not play any role at all, the destructive power of bullets to door locks is limited, not to mention that this is not the kind of big head lock.

The canister that was thrown in did not explode as expected, but instead emitted puffs of smoke, which caused him to sting, his eyes could barely open, and his lacrimal glands secreted a large amount of tears uncontrollably.

Kamikawa stood on the edge of the window, indifferently looking at Mihara, who was leaning against the door and trying to open his eyes.

He raised his gun, "Game over." ”

The rain gradually became lighter, and the sky gradually returned to its original clearness.

Kamikawa stood on the roof, his clothes soaking through and his hair wet on his forehead. The guitar was carried in front of him, and he held the umbrella in one hand and the guitar case in the other. Behind him was an open glider, and he leaped down with a run, flying with the wind towards the forest.

......

Yamamura drove a police car and arrived late with a group of policemen.

As soon as I entered the villa, I saw two unconscious guys tied to chairs. There were also three pistols on the long table. One of them was clearly injured, and there was blood all under the chair.

"It's... What's going on? Yamamura, who had just become a rookie policeman, looked dazed.

The call to the police said that there had been a murder here, and that it was dangerous for the gangsters to have firearms. They rushed in the pouring rain, only to see the criminals tied up.

As for why Yamamura Cao decided at first glance that they were the criminals mentioned in the police, it was naturally because Yamashi Ye was a bad portrait, and Yamamura Cao, a guy who judged people by his appearance, preconceived the label of a bad guy.

"Let's search the villa first!" The police department who led the team gave the order.

Yamamura Cao is still a little afraid of the dead, and he doesn't know if those two people are dead or alive. He did not dare to approach and volunteered to search the villa.

The other two officers probed the snorts of Mihara and saw that they were still breathing, and breathed a sigh of relief. First untie the rope for Mihara, who was very seriously injured and bleeding, and simply stopped the bleeding.

"This man is so strange! Why doesn't he even have a hair and eyebrows? One officer sighed as he looked at Mihara's shiny bald hair.

"A hobby, perhaps?" One of the officers said uncertainly.

"What a strange hobby......"

In order to satisfy Mihara's desire not to reveal his true identity, Kamikawa kindly shaved his entire head, including his beard, hair, and eyebrows, to ensure that even if his acquaintances saw him, they would only think that this person was a little familiar, and would never recognize him.

After all, after shaving Shinichi and Kaito's hair, do you still recognize who is who?

As an outstanding high school student with a quality education and a contemporary good deed, Kamikawa quietly completed all this, and then retired.

A scream suddenly came from the third floor, and the timid mountain village police officer opened the door of a room, and was slumped on the ground in horror by the hideous corpse.

Nishikawa Kohei's expression before he died was really terrifying, the blood gushing out of his chest from the bullet stained the floor with blood, he was like a ghost collapsed in a pool of blood, even with his eyes closed, he was still very oozing.

His companion hurried over when he heard the screams, and was relieved to see that it was just a corpse.

Wait a minute? Corpse!!!

Everyone realized that this was no longer a simple case, but a vicious homicide case, not only involving a pistol, but also involving more than just three people they saw!

The police department who took the lead suddenly looked very serious.

"Inventory the whole villa! The forensic department checks the time of death of the deceased! Come downstairs with me and wake up the two people who are tied up downstairs!" ”

A large number of police officers began to mobilize, the power room of the villa was reopened, footprints in the thick dust were photographed, fingerprints left behind were extracted, bullets fired into the walls were seized and put into evidence bags.

It seemed that someone was constantly patting his face, and Yamashino woke up slowly. In his dim vision, he saw several people in police uniforms.

His brain was like a thrill, and he quickly came to his senses.

"Name, age, why are you here, how many people are here, what happened......" Seeing that he was awake, a police officer began to ask questions with a serious face.

Yamashino didn't rush to reply, he looked at his surroundings, but saw that he was still in the hall of the villa, the lights were turned back on, and the room was bright.

The last image before he fell unconscious was Kamikawa rushing towards him at a speed that ordinary people couldn't reach, and he didn't know anything as soon as it was dark in front of his eyes.

That guy really called the police!

Yamashino didn't know if he was relieved or how, he thought it was not bad, at least he wasn't dead and didn't make any more mistakes.

He honestly told the whole story one by one.

“...... There were four people in this villa, the other three were threatened like me, and the last one came was a young man with a guitar on his back, who said he was here to hide from the rain, but I didn't believe it, it was he who knocked me out. Yama Shino looked at Mihara, who was unconscious next to him, as if he had changed a person, "It was he who called the police, and it should be the ...... he tied up the two of us."

"What's that guy's name?"

"He said his name was Osamu Hoshino."