Me dressed as a gin brother

On May [-], when the first victim appeared, he arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department. The sweaty man was shaking like a sieve. The protective helmet took a sharp breath.

It's so inhuman, these victims didn't even dare to move for three days because they were strapped with multiple bombs.

Kurosawa Hideaki walked over to observe after the bomb was dismantled by the bombing team.

This is just the simplest bomb, and it can be dealt with without even needing a blueprint explosion team. It seems that these are just appetizers, and the real difficulty is yet to come.

Kurosawa Hideaki recalled the information he had read that day. Tsunayoshi Sawada arrived in Japan at 04:30 pm, and took the Shinkansen at [-] pm.

He looked at the Megure Police Department, "I told you yesterday to pay attention to the Shinkansen, have you gone for bomb removal?"

"It has been done. A total of five have been checked out, and all of them have been secretly dismantled now."

"I'm going to talk to Mihashi." Kurosawa Hideaki smiled inexplicably, "When the victim arrives in the afternoon, move Mihashi and Kusuda Kenji to the parking lot and be with the victim. If things don't go well Defuse the bomb and let them go to heaven together."

Police officer Mu Mu didn't agree immediately, because it was obviously against the rules.

"To the outside world, it is said that this is to force the prisoner to confess how to dismantle the bomb correctly." Kurosawa Hideaki walked to the room where the prisoner was temporarily held, and looked at Mihashi who was tied to a chair in the room.The other party looked very calm, and even showed a look of surprise and yearning when he saw him.

"You didn't say that the person who came to interrogate is such a pretty girl." When Mihashi spoke, he looked at Meguro, but his eyes were glued to Kurosawa Hidena's face.

Police officer Mu Mu whispered, "He likes silver-haired, blue-eyed men and has a tendency to be masochistic. Our interrogator will be with you to ensure your safety."

"No need." Kurosawa Hideaki refused, "I think he wants to talk to me alone. It's okay, Megure Police Department."

Mitsuhashi laughed immediately, and challenged Megure Police Department softly: "Did you hear that? It's okay, Megure Police Department."

Kurosawa Hideaki went to sit on the opposite side of Mitsuhashi. There was a one-meter-wide iron table between them, and this distance obviously made Mitsuhashi dissatisfied. He tried to lean forward to get closer, but it didn't work.

"Where's Kusuda Kenji?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked.

"Oh, him?" Miyashi found it useless to be close and leaned back on the detention chair leisurely, trying to make himself look more handsome, "He couldn't hold on the next day, so fragile. But I want to see him break the most Isn't it you?"

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't answer, but just smiled, seemingly acquiescing to the fact, "You are very smart, and you have modified the most dangerous bomb so far. Your status in the organization is not low, right?"

"I have no obligation to answer your question." Miyashi took a deep breath, then narrowed his eyes intoxicated, "You smell like coffee, I like it very much...I changed my mind, let's play a game, if I lose I will give you all the blueprints of the bomb, if you lose... I hope you can slap me with those coffee-scented hands, remember to slap me harder."

Kurosawa Hideaki has no pleasure in slapping others, this Mihashi is a masochist in the traditional sense.

He is very smart and possesses the common problem of criminals with high IQ - an almost abnormal desire to control.They like the feeling of being in control of other people's emotions.

Kurosawa Hideaki can be used to his brother who is so controlling that he is hopeless, but it is impossible to get used to an unrelated criminal.

Moreover, he knows too well how to treat such a person.

"You should be clear that I am in control of the situation now. Are you a death row prisoner? You crave pain, and the execution method of sitting on the electric chair makes you feel excited. And I have the right to change the execution method to shooting, and the bullets are aimed at you. Your head, because of the body's protective mechanism, will not feel pain until you actually die."

Mitsuhashi's expression changed suddenly, and he fell into a rage for a moment, but he calmed down soon.

Kurosawa Hideaki chuckled, "After seeing you, there are some facts that you don't need to tell me yourself."

He narrowed his eyes and deliberately showed a rather contemptuous expression, "Your self-conceited 'smartness' is not worth mentioning to me. Your status in the organization is not low, but you are on the periphery. It seems that your organization prefers hard work People who send you don’t like technicians like you who have special hobbies and are not in good health, they prefer killers with good physical fitness, even if they are not as smart as you.”

Stimulated by Kurosawa Hideaki, Mitsuhashi jumped up suddenly, but his movements were restrained, and the detention chair made a thud.The secret hidden in his heart was exposed without hesitation, which made him feel unprecedented embarrassment and anger.

Hideaki Kurosawa leaned back on the chair in satisfaction, his pale lips parted and closed, "You're still impotent, that's why you're obsessed with pain, it makes you feel like a man."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and stabbed Miyashi's sanity for the last time as he walked out, "When you really need you, the guards will take you to the parking lot. The chat is over. By the way, Moriya Teiji What role did he play in the whole incident, was he your boss? Or did he take your place in the organization?"

"Oh, he replaced you." Kurosawa Hideaki clicked his tongue and regretted, "It seems that you are not too smart to be replaced."

Kurosawa Hideaki strolled away leisurely, leaving behind the furious roar of Mitsuhashi in the cell behind him.

What is needed is this kind of anger that loses his mind and wants to cut him into pieces, otherwise how will the next plan proceed?

When Kurosawa Hideaki returned to the parking lot again, he saw that the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department in this parking lot was already surrounded by reporters.

A reporter saw him, raised the microphone high in his hand, and raised his voice to ask: "Can you really become the beacon of the Japanese police? How do you ensure the absolute safety of so many victims during the bomb disposal?"

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at him coldly, and even wanted to expose the reporter's affair history now, but it's not the time for him to be interviewed yet, so he has to wait.

He stood at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department for a while, making sure that at least three newspapers' live broadcasts had captured him before leaving.

It is not clear whether Gin Jiu is the overall person in charge of this mission. According to the clues obtained before, Gin Jiu's status in this operation is only high or low.

Gin must be told on TV or in the car that he is doing dangerous bomb disposal work in the Metropolitan Police Department.Anyone can arrange to obstruct the transaction on the Shinkansen, except Gin.

"How's the situation?" Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the bomb defuser who had already switched twice.

The task of dismantling the bomb tested everyone's reason and character. The replaced elites of the bombing team took off half of their protective clothing and spread them on the ground panting, like fish in a net short of water.

"It's not bad. I haven't encountered a particularly difficult bomb so far, and they have all been solved smoothly." The Mumu Police Department wiped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief, "Maybe there will be no more dangerous bombs."

As if to refute Police Officer Mu Mu, a man got out of the taxi. It was already May, but he was wearing a heavy cotton coat.

He walked heavily to the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, and opened his clothes to the reporters blocking the gate.

From his chest to his stomach, there were three rows of bombs strapped to his body. The countdowns for these bombs were even different. The longest was three hours, and the shortest was only 45 minutes.

The reporter backed away instantly to make way for the man.

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes froze, "What time is it?"

Mu Mu raised his watch and glanced, "It's exactly [-]:[-], what's wrong?"

"First-level security! Evacuate the office building, this is the last victim." Kurosawa Hideaki quickly issued an order, and then said to the Megure police department, "I am going to be interviewed by reporters, and what I say may not be true, the police Do not disclose any information within the Bureau to the media, otherwise the success will fall short.”

--"Yes!"

The head of the Explosion Division and the Mumu Police Department spoke in unison.

Kurosawa Hideaki walked up to the dull-faced male reporter, glanced at his work ID, "Is that Nakata? I accept your interview."

Nakata was stunned for a moment, then raised the microphone ecstatically, almost hitting Hideaki Kurosawa's mouth.

"Is this incident a terrorist attack?"

"It is indeed a terrorist attack. The bomb the prisoner got belongs to the first-degree criminal Mihashi who was caught some time ago. He is on death row and suspended. We need to ask his accomplice from his mouth. It should be a huge gang organization."

Kurosawa Hideaki looked serious, but no one could see that he was lying. He was lying to Gin who was watching him on the opposite side of the TV.

"We already have a coping strategy. At that time, Sanqiao will stay in the parking lot with the victim. In order to prevent himself from being killed, we must also knock his mouth open."

The essence of lying is half-truths.

"Will this be inhumane?" Nakata was aggressive.

"Humanity?" Kurosawa Hideaki sneered, "If there is no Metropolitan Police Department, hundreds of casualties will be caused this time. Why don't you talk to the victims about humanity?"

Nakata's face turned red.

"I'm not interested in human reproduction, but—"

Kurosawa Hideaki’s words made Nakata feel bad. The ecstasy of interviewing that the police world was about to get a raise and even a salary increase disappeared almost instantly. He wanted to leave immediately, as if he had never been here at all.

"Mr. Nakata, bigamy is illegal. You even cheated on a female high school student. The second class will interrogate you in 10 minutes. This is your last report. Say goodbye to your audience and fans."

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled obediently at the camera, then turned around and was about to walk back to the bomb disposal site.

Mihashi has been placed next to the victim.

"Wait a minute!" A female reporter said loudly, "Officer Kurosawa, I am a reporter from Nichimai TV, and my name is Rena Mizumu. May I enter the scene to report on the spot? The whole country is concerned about this case. !"

Kurosawa Hideaki first looked at her expectant expression, and then quickly glanced at her from top to bottom.

Funny, professionally disguised, undercover organization in the media?No, not necessarily, maybe he was wearing an eight-layer vest like that Amuro Toru, and he couldn't finish it.

He smiled inexplicably, "No problem, for the sake of your justice."

When Reina Mizumu heard Kurosawa Hideaki's meaningful words, she paused, but quickly pretended nothing happened, and followed Kurosawa Hideaki's footsteps.