Me dressed as a gin brother
Chapter 1 The Meat Butcher
Kurosawa Hideaki opened his eyes with a splitting headache, the pale fluorescent lamp above his head, and the round lampshade formed a double image in his sight, dizzy and nauseating.
Weakness of limbs, dizziness, fatigue and drowsiness, and the taste of medicine in the mouth.
He quickly stretched his index finger and middle finger together into his throat, pressed the base of his tongue, and quickly retched silently, but he couldn't spit out anything.
Well, judging from the symptoms, it's just an overdose of sleeping pills.
Kurosawa Hideaki shook his head to drive away the drowsiness.
He should have fallen asleep on the plane. The reasoning game recommended by his colleagues was too boring. There are still a few cases in the intermediate mode where the answer can be seen through at a glance, but after choosing the hell mode, it actually tells about the protagonist for an entire hour. Childhood plot line.
While options pop up every now and then, it's still downright boring.
And now, things seem to be finally getting interesting.
Kurosawa Hideaki looked around, this was a bathroom, and he was lying in the bathtub fully dressed.
He stood up with the long pole of the shower curtain and looked at the mirror on the side. The young man with silver hair and green eyes also looked at him from the mirror.
Then a familiar game panel suddenly lit up in front of him:
Name: Hideaki Kurosawa
Identity: unknown
Ability: unknown
What's this?Playing games and hallucinating?
Kurosawa Hideaki reached out to touch the mirror, and the moment he touched the panel, a sharp electrical noise sounded in his ears, and then the screen flickered a few times, half black as if it had been flooded.
Is this thing real?
Kurosawa Hideaki immediately brushed aside the wet hair hanging on his forehead, and stroked the scalp with his fingers. There were no bumps or sutures, which proved that no one had implanted any messy chips in his brain.
Maybe it's a hallucination, maybe it's not, it doesn't matter for now.
Kurosawa Hideaki took off his wet suit, pulled a bathrobe to wrap around his body, and then quickly looked around.
The central air conditioner is running, and the temperature is turned on very low, 16 degrees.He reached out to turn off the air conditioner, opened the window, and turned to look at the bathtub where he was lying just now.
There was a pistol in the bathtub near the faucet, and a white towel was placed under the pistol.
The model of the pistol is Beretta M92F, a military pistol.
Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out the magazine to check, it was full.
He stuffed the pistol into the large pocket of the bathrobe and went to check the handkerchief under the pistol. He was surprised to find a piece of A4 paper wrapped in it, with the headline - suicide note.
Homicide disguised as suicide?
No, it was indeed suicide.
On the little table in front of the bathtub lay the blades of a traditional razor, and the man lying in the bathtub had planned to slit the arteries in his wrists first, and then lay in the warm water to die in his sleep.
The air conditioner turned on at 16 degrees can effectively slow down the rate of decay and odor of the corpse, which will delay the discovery of the corpse by neighbors.
If there are family members or friends in regular contact, they will find the body and read the suicide note before the police.
But the sleeping pills he took took place faster than he had imagined, and he fell asleep in the bathtub.
Moreover, the suicide note was handwritten. If it was a disguise, the murderer would be too careless. At least it should be printed.
Haha, very interesting and familiar.
Isn't this the game content played on the phone screen before falling asleep?
From a scientific point of view, time travel is not impossible, it's just that the technology in the world he exists is not enough to support, but everything is not absolute, anyway, there is nothing to miss in the original boring world.
Now, let him read the suicide note.
The A4 page is unfolded, and the beginning is:
Dear brother, I'm sorry, the FBI seems to be after me, I can't let them threaten you-
——Dong Dong
"Open the door, FBI."
Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the words below, the handwriting was soaked with tears, blurred and difficult to read in a short time.
He raised his voice and said, "Sorry, please wait a moment."
The young man walked quickly to the kitchen with the suicide note in his arms. There were not many traces of life in this room, but the equipment was very complete. Many things were not used. It was the type of house that you bought and moved in directly.
That being the case, there must be one thing in the kitchen - a juicer.If not, he can only tear up the suicide note and rush into the pool, but that is not safe.
Kurosawa Hideaki found the machine on the table, opened the storage compartment and grabbed a handful of oatmeal, put the suicide note in it, and then poured water and turned it on.
"Open the door! FBI!"
The person outside the door was obviously impatient. He took out the Beretta from his pocket, put it on the shoe cabinet, and opened the door.
"I said, please wait a moment."
The people outside the door froze for a moment, and the man with overgrown lower eyelashes glanced at the shoe cabinet, saw the pistol in a conspicuous place, and then slightly lowered the muzzle of the gun.
He stated very quickly: "After investigation, you bought a meat mincing knife at Weiming Supermarket yesterday. Where is the knife?"
At the end of this sentence, Kurosawa Hideaki heard the man say in a more ethereal voice:
This looks... the murderer is most likely to be this kid.
Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the man, his mouth didn't move, illusion?
Shila-
The water-soaked low-quality light screen reappeared.
Name: Hideaki Kurosawa
Identity: unknown
Ability: control the voice
He pretended not to see the screen, and turned sideways to open the passage into the house, "Sorry, I don't remember much, maybe you can come in and talk."
The FBI outside the door was on alert, and no one moved.
"Are you sure you want to be outside the door?" Kurosawa Hideaki reached out to wipe away the water stains that dripped on the eyebrows and eyes, "If you are not afraid of privacy leaks, I have no objection."
He paused, and looked at the man in the knitted hat, "You're not from this group, you're going to work for someone else? It looks like you just finished an undercover job, where is it? Italy? Or Japan?"
"Oh, it's Japan." Kurosawa Hideaki said firmly: "Your work ability is very good, that organization hates you, generally speaking, an undercover agent will not feel guilty about an organization that hates you, unless he has made real efforts while lurking. emotion."
"Wow, you went undercover by seducing women into the organization? Don't point the gun at me."
"Shut up." Akai Hideichi couldn't bear it anymore, and pressed the gun in his hand to the young man's soft lips, "How do you know?"
This appearance is too recognizable, although the temperament of the whole body is different, and the length of hair is also different, but this appearance will undoubtedly remind him of Gin who has just got rid of his undercover identity.
"What's your relationship with GIN?"
"GIN?" Kurosawa Hideaki blinked slowly, "That doesn't sound like a personal name, is it the code name of your undercover organization?"
This is interesting information, GIN is likely to be the elder brother mentioned in the suicide note of this virtual identity.
"Okay, let's not talk about this." He wrinkled his nose in disgust, and took a step back. The smell of engine oil and gunpowder smoke from the gun muzzle was a bit unpleasant, "Tell me about the case you are dealing with now."
"The mincing knife, obviously, in a dismemberment case or dismemberment case, you won't believe me now that I'm not the murderer, why don't you search the room first, how about letting me participate?"
The bathrobe that was put on in a hurry became loose during the youth activities, and the belt that was barely tied seemed to be unraveling. It has to be said that he has a face that can be directly debuted on TV.
With a height of 180 and a standard figure, he looks like he exercises regularly. There is no trace of excess fat on his body. He has a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament when he does not speak. This face will not feel out of place if you throw this face directly into high school.
Babyface, speaking of which, there is also a babyface in the organization, whose name is Toru Amuro.
Akai Hideichi asked, "How do you want to participate?"
"Just show me the file bag in that analyst's hand, and I'll give you the answer within 3 minutes." Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the muzzle of the black hole fearlessly, "I can solve the case for you. before the murderer kills his next victim."
"Shuichi Akai." The man with strange lower eyelashes stretched out his hand.
"Kurosawa Hideaki." He reached out and shook hands with the man for a moment, then quickly withdrew.
Akai Hideichi asked, "How do you know?"
This reasoning ability is as if Sherlock Holmes is alive, perhaps even more exaggerated, just like seeing it on the spot.
It is indeed possible to see it on the spot. What if this person really has something to do with Gin?Maybe Gin himself told him all this.
"Just look at it." Kurosawa Hideaki stared at the juicer in the kitchen that had already squeezed the oatmeal into a paste, "You have flaws written all over you."
He walked into the semi-open kitchen, unplugged the juicer, and poured out the mush, sprinkled with cranberries on the side.Holding this bowl of oatmeal that he thought looked good, he placed it in front of Akai Hideichi.
"There is nothing to entertain, please drink up."
Akai Shuichi was lost in thought while looking at the bowl of things that looked like bird ruminants.He bet that the self-care ability of the high IQ person in front of him was almost zero.
This thing must not be eaten, who knows if there will be any strange things in it.
Akai Hideo didn't move, and continued to ask: "Where is there a flaw in me?"
Kurosawa Hideaki looked surprised, and he could tell from his expression that he said in his heart: Don't you know this?
"There are flaws everywhere, your hands, your clothes, your hat, your gun, your expression, all of them are flaws. To me, only a naked man can barely conceal his identity. Obviously, you He didn't come up to me naked."
This statement was slightly ambiguous, causing Akai Hideichi to stop breathing for a moment, but the young man looked frank.
"Tsk, you're thinking bad things. Heh, man."
Kurosawa Hideaki picked up the bowl of paste, "I usually don't explain it, that's another price."
Just when Akai Shuichi thought he was going to drink the bowl of paste, the young man poured oats into the sink and complained: "Obviously you can't afford the price, if you help me taste it, maybe I will reluctantly tell you The answer. And now, you missed your chance~"
After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, the stuck panel finally disappeared in front of him.
It was a relief that the misty heart voice he had heard before did not reappear. Life was already boring enough, and he didn't want to have another thing that would make it less fun.
Obviously, this world is that game world, and this line is the hell mode he chose.
Every life choice made by the protagonist, even when he was a child, was out of his will.
"Sir, we found it." The detective handed the meat mincer in the evidence bag to Shuichi Akai.
"Have the blood tests been done?"
"It's finished, this thing is still new." The detective glanced at Kurosawa Hideaki, and then handed out another thing in his hand, "This is the police ID that was found, he is a Japanese policeman."
Akai Shuichi took the ID and looked it over, the cherry blossom police badge reflected a warm light in the sun.
He stroked the police badge a few times with his fingertips, and then handed the certificate back, "I trust you for the time being. Eric, report the case to him."
Kurosawa Hideaki was not surprised by this result, he opened the file bag, took out the photos and spread them on the table.
In the serial murder case, three families have lost their lives. The murderer dismembered the victim's body and threw it into a shredder to crush it into a pulp.
He pulled out the map and pointed to a farm, "he's here, if you go there quickly, you may still be able to save people."
"Impossible! How can you be so sure without even hearing my account of the case?"
The detective named Eric yelled in disbelief: "We have been investigating this case for two days and two nights, but you only watched it for 2 minutes. What do you think the case is? Child's play?"
Kurosawa Hideaki frowned, "I never explain, it's—"
"Another price, right?" Akai Shuichi took out his bank card and wrote the password on the back with a marker, "This is all my salary left for this month. If I can save the next group of victims, the money in it It's all yours."
Hideaki Kurosawa pulled out the bank card with Akai's body temperature and stuffed it into the pocket of the bathrobe, "Okay, Dead by Daylight lasts about 20 minutes. If we want to save people, we must arrive at the location within 20 minutes. I will be on the way Explain the reasoning process to you, how is your driving skills?"
Akai Hideichi snorted, "I hope you won't spit it out in my car. But, what is Dead by Daylight?"
The author has something to say:
Dead by Daylight, a battle royale game
This book has a lot of reasoning
Kurosawa Hidetoshi has a very high IQ. It was originally set at 180, but now it is set at around 230, referring to the three-dimensional Da Vinci.
But ordinary people like me have no idea what the difference is :(
In his eyes, everyone in the original world is a goldfish, but in Two-dimensional you can still find many people who share the same language.
The source of the characters is from the copywriting, it is Sherlock Holmes and the little prince BAU Rhett.
The person the protagonist hates does not mean the author hates the person
There are not many super powers. The characters of the tutor are 270 and the big reborn, both of whom are grown-up members. The Vengley ring has been destroyed and the world has been saved once.
The people in the black basket are also grown-up versions
There are many cases, bug warning, ooc warning!It is recommended to read the food guide before reading the text
Weakness of limbs, dizziness, fatigue and drowsiness, and the taste of medicine in the mouth.
He quickly stretched his index finger and middle finger together into his throat, pressed the base of his tongue, and quickly retched silently, but he couldn't spit out anything.
Well, judging from the symptoms, it's just an overdose of sleeping pills.
Kurosawa Hideaki shook his head to drive away the drowsiness.
He should have fallen asleep on the plane. The reasoning game recommended by his colleagues was too boring. There are still a few cases in the intermediate mode where the answer can be seen through at a glance, but after choosing the hell mode, it actually tells about the protagonist for an entire hour. Childhood plot line.
While options pop up every now and then, it's still downright boring.
And now, things seem to be finally getting interesting.
Kurosawa Hideaki looked around, this was a bathroom, and he was lying in the bathtub fully dressed.
He stood up with the long pole of the shower curtain and looked at the mirror on the side. The young man with silver hair and green eyes also looked at him from the mirror.
Then a familiar game panel suddenly lit up in front of him:
Name: Hideaki Kurosawa
Identity: unknown
Ability: unknown
What's this?Playing games and hallucinating?
Kurosawa Hideaki reached out to touch the mirror, and the moment he touched the panel, a sharp electrical noise sounded in his ears, and then the screen flickered a few times, half black as if it had been flooded.
Is this thing real?
Kurosawa Hideaki immediately brushed aside the wet hair hanging on his forehead, and stroked the scalp with his fingers. There were no bumps or sutures, which proved that no one had implanted any messy chips in his brain.
Maybe it's a hallucination, maybe it's not, it doesn't matter for now.
Kurosawa Hideaki took off his wet suit, pulled a bathrobe to wrap around his body, and then quickly looked around.
The central air conditioner is running, and the temperature is turned on very low, 16 degrees.He reached out to turn off the air conditioner, opened the window, and turned to look at the bathtub where he was lying just now.
There was a pistol in the bathtub near the faucet, and a white towel was placed under the pistol.
The model of the pistol is Beretta M92F, a military pistol.
Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out the magazine to check, it was full.
He stuffed the pistol into the large pocket of the bathrobe and went to check the handkerchief under the pistol. He was surprised to find a piece of A4 paper wrapped in it, with the headline - suicide note.
Homicide disguised as suicide?
No, it was indeed suicide.
On the little table in front of the bathtub lay the blades of a traditional razor, and the man lying in the bathtub had planned to slit the arteries in his wrists first, and then lay in the warm water to die in his sleep.
The air conditioner turned on at 16 degrees can effectively slow down the rate of decay and odor of the corpse, which will delay the discovery of the corpse by neighbors.
If there are family members or friends in regular contact, they will find the body and read the suicide note before the police.
But the sleeping pills he took took place faster than he had imagined, and he fell asleep in the bathtub.
Moreover, the suicide note was handwritten. If it was a disguise, the murderer would be too careless. At least it should be printed.
Haha, very interesting and familiar.
Isn't this the game content played on the phone screen before falling asleep?
From a scientific point of view, time travel is not impossible, it's just that the technology in the world he exists is not enough to support, but everything is not absolute, anyway, there is nothing to miss in the original boring world.
Now, let him read the suicide note.
The A4 page is unfolded, and the beginning is:
Dear brother, I'm sorry, the FBI seems to be after me, I can't let them threaten you-
——Dong Dong
"Open the door, FBI."
Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the words below, the handwriting was soaked with tears, blurred and difficult to read in a short time.
He raised his voice and said, "Sorry, please wait a moment."
The young man walked quickly to the kitchen with the suicide note in his arms. There were not many traces of life in this room, but the equipment was very complete. Many things were not used. It was the type of house that you bought and moved in directly.
That being the case, there must be one thing in the kitchen - a juicer.If not, he can only tear up the suicide note and rush into the pool, but that is not safe.
Kurosawa Hideaki found the machine on the table, opened the storage compartment and grabbed a handful of oatmeal, put the suicide note in it, and then poured water and turned it on.
"Open the door! FBI!"
The person outside the door was obviously impatient. He took out the Beretta from his pocket, put it on the shoe cabinet, and opened the door.
"I said, please wait a moment."
The people outside the door froze for a moment, and the man with overgrown lower eyelashes glanced at the shoe cabinet, saw the pistol in a conspicuous place, and then slightly lowered the muzzle of the gun.
He stated very quickly: "After investigation, you bought a meat mincing knife at Weiming Supermarket yesterday. Where is the knife?"
At the end of this sentence, Kurosawa Hideaki heard the man say in a more ethereal voice:
This looks... the murderer is most likely to be this kid.
Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the man, his mouth didn't move, illusion?
Shila-
The water-soaked low-quality light screen reappeared.
Name: Hideaki Kurosawa
Identity: unknown
Ability: control the voice
He pretended not to see the screen, and turned sideways to open the passage into the house, "Sorry, I don't remember much, maybe you can come in and talk."
The FBI outside the door was on alert, and no one moved.
"Are you sure you want to be outside the door?" Kurosawa Hideaki reached out to wipe away the water stains that dripped on the eyebrows and eyes, "If you are not afraid of privacy leaks, I have no objection."
He paused, and looked at the man in the knitted hat, "You're not from this group, you're going to work for someone else? It looks like you just finished an undercover job, where is it? Italy? Or Japan?"
"Oh, it's Japan." Kurosawa Hideaki said firmly: "Your work ability is very good, that organization hates you, generally speaking, an undercover agent will not feel guilty about an organization that hates you, unless he has made real efforts while lurking. emotion."
"Wow, you went undercover by seducing women into the organization? Don't point the gun at me."
"Shut up." Akai Hideichi couldn't bear it anymore, and pressed the gun in his hand to the young man's soft lips, "How do you know?"
This appearance is too recognizable, although the temperament of the whole body is different, and the length of hair is also different, but this appearance will undoubtedly remind him of Gin who has just got rid of his undercover identity.
"What's your relationship with GIN?"
"GIN?" Kurosawa Hideaki blinked slowly, "That doesn't sound like a personal name, is it the code name of your undercover organization?"
This is interesting information, GIN is likely to be the elder brother mentioned in the suicide note of this virtual identity.
"Okay, let's not talk about this." He wrinkled his nose in disgust, and took a step back. The smell of engine oil and gunpowder smoke from the gun muzzle was a bit unpleasant, "Tell me about the case you are dealing with now."
"The mincing knife, obviously, in a dismemberment case or dismemberment case, you won't believe me now that I'm not the murderer, why don't you search the room first, how about letting me participate?"
The bathrobe that was put on in a hurry became loose during the youth activities, and the belt that was barely tied seemed to be unraveling. It has to be said that he has a face that can be directly debuted on TV.
With a height of 180 and a standard figure, he looks like he exercises regularly. There is no trace of excess fat on his body. He has a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament when he does not speak. This face will not feel out of place if you throw this face directly into high school.
Babyface, speaking of which, there is also a babyface in the organization, whose name is Toru Amuro.
Akai Hideichi asked, "How do you want to participate?"
"Just show me the file bag in that analyst's hand, and I'll give you the answer within 3 minutes." Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the muzzle of the black hole fearlessly, "I can solve the case for you. before the murderer kills his next victim."
"Shuichi Akai." The man with strange lower eyelashes stretched out his hand.
"Kurosawa Hideaki." He reached out and shook hands with the man for a moment, then quickly withdrew.
Akai Hideichi asked, "How do you know?"
This reasoning ability is as if Sherlock Holmes is alive, perhaps even more exaggerated, just like seeing it on the spot.
It is indeed possible to see it on the spot. What if this person really has something to do with Gin?Maybe Gin himself told him all this.
"Just look at it." Kurosawa Hideaki stared at the juicer in the kitchen that had already squeezed the oatmeal into a paste, "You have flaws written all over you."
He walked into the semi-open kitchen, unplugged the juicer, and poured out the mush, sprinkled with cranberries on the side.Holding this bowl of oatmeal that he thought looked good, he placed it in front of Akai Hideichi.
"There is nothing to entertain, please drink up."
Akai Shuichi was lost in thought while looking at the bowl of things that looked like bird ruminants.He bet that the self-care ability of the high IQ person in front of him was almost zero.
This thing must not be eaten, who knows if there will be any strange things in it.
Akai Hideo didn't move, and continued to ask: "Where is there a flaw in me?"
Kurosawa Hideaki looked surprised, and he could tell from his expression that he said in his heart: Don't you know this?
"There are flaws everywhere, your hands, your clothes, your hat, your gun, your expression, all of them are flaws. To me, only a naked man can barely conceal his identity. Obviously, you He didn't come up to me naked."
This statement was slightly ambiguous, causing Akai Hideichi to stop breathing for a moment, but the young man looked frank.
"Tsk, you're thinking bad things. Heh, man."
Kurosawa Hideaki picked up the bowl of paste, "I usually don't explain it, that's another price."
Just when Akai Shuichi thought he was going to drink the bowl of paste, the young man poured oats into the sink and complained: "Obviously you can't afford the price, if you help me taste it, maybe I will reluctantly tell you The answer. And now, you missed your chance~"
After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, the stuck panel finally disappeared in front of him.
It was a relief that the misty heart voice he had heard before did not reappear. Life was already boring enough, and he didn't want to have another thing that would make it less fun.
Obviously, this world is that game world, and this line is the hell mode he chose.
Every life choice made by the protagonist, even when he was a child, was out of his will.
"Sir, we found it." The detective handed the meat mincer in the evidence bag to Shuichi Akai.
"Have the blood tests been done?"
"It's finished, this thing is still new." The detective glanced at Kurosawa Hideaki, and then handed out another thing in his hand, "This is the police ID that was found, he is a Japanese policeman."
Akai Shuichi took the ID and looked it over, the cherry blossom police badge reflected a warm light in the sun.
He stroked the police badge a few times with his fingertips, and then handed the certificate back, "I trust you for the time being. Eric, report the case to him."
Kurosawa Hideaki was not surprised by this result, he opened the file bag, took out the photos and spread them on the table.
In the serial murder case, three families have lost their lives. The murderer dismembered the victim's body and threw it into a shredder to crush it into a pulp.
He pulled out the map and pointed to a farm, "he's here, if you go there quickly, you may still be able to save people."
"Impossible! How can you be so sure without even hearing my account of the case?"
The detective named Eric yelled in disbelief: "We have been investigating this case for two days and two nights, but you only watched it for 2 minutes. What do you think the case is? Child's play?"
Kurosawa Hideaki frowned, "I never explain, it's—"
"Another price, right?" Akai Shuichi took out his bank card and wrote the password on the back with a marker, "This is all my salary left for this month. If I can save the next group of victims, the money in it It's all yours."
Hideaki Kurosawa pulled out the bank card with Akai's body temperature and stuffed it into the pocket of the bathrobe, "Okay, Dead by Daylight lasts about 20 minutes. If we want to save people, we must arrive at the location within 20 minutes. I will be on the way Explain the reasoning process to you, how is your driving skills?"
Akai Hideichi snorted, "I hope you won't spit it out in my car. But, what is Dead by Daylight?"
The author has something to say:
Dead by Daylight, a battle royale game
This book has a lot of reasoning
Kurosawa Hidetoshi has a very high IQ. It was originally set at 180, but now it is set at around 230, referring to the three-dimensional Da Vinci.
But ordinary people like me have no idea what the difference is :(
In his eyes, everyone in the original world is a goldfish, but in Two-dimensional you can still find many people who share the same language.
The source of the characters is from the copywriting, it is Sherlock Holmes and the little prince BAU Rhett.
The person the protagonist hates does not mean the author hates the person
There are not many super powers. The characters of the tutor are 270 and the big reborn, both of whom are grown-up members. The Vengley ring has been destroyed and the world has been saved once.
The people in the black basket are also grown-up versions
There are many cases, bug warning, ooc warning!It is recommended to read the food guide before reading the text
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