Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

When Toru Amuro approached the location where the phone was damaged as reported by the alarm, almost two hours had passed. He was extremely panicked because this place had deviated from the main road and entered the mountains.

After wandering in the mountains and forests for a long time, following traces of footsteps, Toru Amuro actually discovered bullet holes on the trees and the ground, and also picked up several bullet casings on the ground.

Until he found the exact location where the police were called, he saw Nagai Mitsuru sitting under a tree with his back to him, holding a man in a black windbreaker in his arms.

"Xiao Guang?" Amuro Toru stood guard with a pistol in his hand, paying attention to the surrounding environment while walking behind Nagai Hikaru, "How are you?"

"...Toru...Brother?" There seemed to be only blank confusion, or empty calmness, in Nagai Hikaru's voice.

Toru Amuro continued to look around and confirmed that there was no danger around before walking in front of Mitsuru Nagai and lowering his head to look at the person he was holding.

A strong wind blew through the woods, and the sound of leaves flapping was clearly audible. Amuro Toru saw the familiar eyebrows and eyes of the man in Nagai Hikaru's arms, and the pistol in his hand was unstable and fell to the ground: "Hiro?"

The blood from the gunshot wound on the man's chest soaked his white shirt, and there were bloodstains on his face and body. He must have experienced a fight. His long black hair mixed with blood flowed on the ground, and the blood stained large red flowers on Nagai Hikaru's white dress.

Nagai Mitsuru didn't say anything, he just held the cold body in his arms and repeatedly wiped the blood off his face.

Amuro Toru stood there in a daze for a while before squatting down: "Xiao Guang...what's going on?"

Nagai Mitsuru tightened his grip around the corpse: "Dead..."

"What?" Toru Amuro leaned forward and moved closer, trying to hear more clearly.

"Dead..." Nagai Hikaru touched the face of the corpse in his arms, his long golden hair hanging down, blocking his facial expression, "He only took care of me for less than two months."

Amuro Toru stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the face of the corpse to confirm whether it was a disguise. Nagai Mitsuru suddenly opened the hand that was stretched out to him: "Why did you come now? It's too late, it's too late!"

Tears blurred Nagai Hikaru's vision. Tears mixed with the blood splashed on Nagai Hikaru's face and dripped onto the face of the corpse in his arms: "Where have you been? Why did you come only now? What's the point of coming now?"

"Xiao Guang... who is he?" Amuro Toru's voice trembled slightly.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Nagai Mitsuru lowered his head again, hugged the body and cried softly, "It's already dead anyway, there's nothing left."

"Xiao Guang! Who is he!?" Amuro Toru was anxious and a little angry, "Who is he? Why is he here? What happened?"

"He is Shiro, Shiro Haba. He is my brother who has taken care of and protected me since we moved to Haido." Nagai Mitsuru touched Shiro Haba's face in his arms. The tears on it were mixed with the blood that had begun to coagulate, making the blood-losing skin look even paler.

Amuro Toru knelt on the ground, his expression dazed for a moment: "You mean, he has been living in Haido Town during this period?"

"I used to have a brother, a brother who belonged to me alone and was only good to me." Nagai Hikaru raised his head and looked at Amuro Toru numbly, "Now I don't have one either."

Amuro Toru finally stopped looking at Haba's bloodstained face and looked carefully at other parts of Haba's body. There were slight pinch marks on his exposed wrist, which must have been from a close fight with someone. In addition to the bullet in his chest, he was also shot in his left shoulder. But because of the black windbreaker outside, it was not as obvious as the one on his chest.

There were stains on the shoes and trouser legs, and there were oil stains at the bottom of the trouser legs, which seemed to be car gasoline, indicating that the car was damaged and some of it was stained when leaving before the explosion.

Toru Amuro's brain quickly analyzed everything he saw, then he looked down and saw a black Beretta and the remains of a white cell phone pierced by a bullet on the ground.

He recognized it at a glance as Nagai Hikaru's cell phone.

"Who did it?" Amuro Toru's confused mind was forced to calm down. The man who broke the phone with one shot but did not shoot Nagai Mitsuru might know Nagai Mitsuru.

Nagai Hikaru's eyes were empty, tears still flowing. He did not answer Amuro Toru's question, but said softly: "Why did you come now?"

After saying that, Nagai Mitsuru fell backwards. Amuro Toru quickly reached out and protected Nagai Mitsuru's head to prevent him from hitting the ground directly.

Looking at the unconscious Nagai Mitsuru, Amuro Toru looked again at the corpse that was already starting to stiffen in his arms, and his other hand trembled as he touched the corpse's face. It was not a disguise.

At this time, Amuro Toru's cell phone rang. He picked up the phone numbly and heard Hamura Shuichi's voice: "Great, Master Bourbon, you answered the phone. Can you contact the young lady? I lost contact with him after he entered the woods more than two hours ago."

"Can't you locate his phone?"

"Of course not. What if my phone is stolen and used against Miss? Non-code members are not allowed to use customized phones. Lord Bourbon, please contact Miss to locate her. I have lost contact with her for some time."

Amuro Toru was silent for a few seconds before he replied, "I'll send you the location, come over quickly."

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There were no pedestrians in the Mihua Park at night and it was very quiet. Haro was playing by himself with a ball in his mouth, wagging his tail.

"Mr. Fūya." Yuya Kazami brought a stack of information. "There are two cars that exploded on the mountain road you are looking for. Judging from the skeletons of the burned cars, one should be a Ford Mustang and the other a Chevrolet. There were no casualties inside. Judging from the brake marks, it should be the Chevrolet chasing the Ford. There are broken mirror fragments not far from the explosion of the vehicles, so it can be judged that the Ford is red and the Chevrolet is white."

Yuya Kazami pushed his glasses and carefully observed the terrifying expression on Toru Amuro's face. He pulled out two pieces of paper from the file and pushed them in front of Toru Amuro: "This is the person who was compared with the fingerprints on the gun you brought back, and the DNA test report of the hair."

Amuro Toru took the report and looked at his familiar ID photo and name on it. He felt a little dizzy: "Have you investigated the name Hanaba Haku?"

"This is the investigation information of Haku Haneba. He changed his name half a year ago. His original name was Hakuha Haneba. The reason he submitted for changing his name was that he took his mother's surname, and the word "Hakuha" is too feminine." Yuya Kazami took out another piece of paper from the information and handed it to Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro sat dejectedly on a bench in Beika Park, holding the documents.

"Where are the information and photos of Hanaba Shira before he changed his name?"

"In fact, he was reported missing three years ago, and then reappeared half a year ago with a changed name. But there is no photo record. This was recorded later from the paper files retrieved from the district office." Feng Jianyuya suddenly thought, "Oh, by the way, last month a local police station also retrieved his file, and there is a record of the retrieval."

"Which police station?"

"Nagano Prefectural Police Department, the person being transferred is..." Kazami Yuya lowered his head and looked at the record again, "Uehara Yui."

Harrow kicked the ball out, ran to fetch it back, and then kicked it out again.

This time when he brought the ball back, he found that the owner was not talking, but was sitting in a chair in a daze. So he held the ball in his mouth, stepped on Amuro Toru's legs with his front feet, and pushed the ball onto his knees.

Yuya Kazami reached out and picked up the ball: "Hello, come, look here... go, catch it!" and threw the green baseball out.

Haro saw someone playing with him and jumped out to catch the ball. Seeing Haro running away, Kazami Yuya sighed softly and turned around and said, "Mr. Fūya, we have sent the case of Inoue and Hakuba to the prosecutor's office. Do you want to continue to follow up on the case?"

"Just take responsibility." Toru Amuro folded the papers in his hand neatly, looked at the fingerprint collection on the top with the words "Comparison successful, fingerprint owner: Zhufu Jingguang", and became a little dazed again.

After bringing the ball back, Haro did not spread out his hands to give the ball to Yuya Kazami who was about to take it. Instead, he whimpered and once again lowered his front legs onto Amuro's knees, placed the ball on his legs, and pushed it forward with his nose.

Amuro Toru touched Haro's head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Is this pistol the one that belonged to Mr. Morobushi back then?" Feng Jianyu couldn't help but ask.

The body had been taken away by the organization, and the gun and hair were secretly left by Amuro Toru when the body was moved. The test report clearly told Amuro Toru the results, but he still couldn't believe it.

"I don't know who it belongs to... In the past month, I've been walking in Hello every day, but I've never been to Haido 2-chome again." Toru Amuro said softly.

That's it. Amuro Toru thought, because he avoided not wanting to see the scene around Haido 2-chome, where Nagai Hikaru cried again in his arms.

So every time he walked the dog, he would only meet Nagai Hikaru at the intersection of Beihua and Beihu, and walk along the Tsutsu River together for a while, subconsciously avoiding the streets of 2-chome.

"…What happened in Haido 2-chome?" Yuya Kazami was surprised.

Amuro Toru folded up the information that Kazami Yuya gave him and said, "Nothing, I'll take a closer look at these when I get back. Thank you for your haste to look them up today."

"You're welcome, Mr. Fūya."

After Yuya Kazami left, Toru Amuro patted Haro's head and walked towards the Muba Apartment in Beika Town.

Seeing that Toru Amuro was in a bad mood, Haro bit the ball cautiously.

The street lights illuminated the road section by section, and from a distance, it looked like spots of light in the darkness. When passing the intersection in the direction of Beihua 1-chome, Amuro Toru looked in the direction of the Nagai residence with a large garden. Construction had already begun there, and it seemed that a new house was to be built. There were no workers at night, and the skeleton of a house had already been revealed, but the shape was completely different from the previous one. It seemed that the new owner wanted a pure Japanese-style house.

Toru Amuro opened the folded documents again. The street light shone on Morobushi Keimitsu's face inside. He had his eyes wide open in the ID photo and just smiled.

"Is it really you? You actually have long hair..."