Me dressed as a gin brother

For a moment, Kurosawa Hideaki didn't know whether he should first question the pause in Toru Amuro's conversation, or continue talking about things related to Curacao and the case.

He opened his mouth and heard a loud whistle coming from outside the warehouse.

—The ambulance and the police car have arrived.

If Toru Amuro stayed here, he would definitely be taken to the police station for a record.

Although the organization's eyeliner is gone, someone needs to follow up on the "false undercover list", and with Toru Amuro's current status, it is not suitable for him to enter the police station openly.

"The person who stole the list around ten o'clock last night was a silver-haired woman named Curacao. She is Rum's confidant and is good at shorthand."

Toru Amuro quickly told Hideaki Kurosawa the information he had obtained so far, "Because the undercover list has been changed a long time ago, I was not there when Curacao invaded the main control room of the Police Department yesterday, but the FBI was not there. I knew when I learned that the organization would send people to the Metropolitan Police Department to steal the list, so I sent Akai Shuichi to stay at the gate of the Police Department."

Kurosawa Hideaki snorted and answered, "Then Akai caused her to have a car accident and lose her memory while chasing Curacao?"

"Yes." Amuro said.

"Hurry up, there are important wounded inside! Hurry up!" Yuya Kazami's voice and chaotic footsteps came from outside the door.

The two of them paused for a moment at the same time, looked at each other for a second, then staggered their eyes, and then turned their eyes back to cover up.

Looking at Hideaki Kurosawa's cute reaction, Toru Amuro felt his throat a little itchy, and couldn't help coughing, "I'll leave first. I learned that Curacao will be taken to the Kyoto Aquarium by the FBI. This is Curacao. The first place to show up after the accident."

"They should want to take a gamble on whether going to the first location can stimulate Curacao to recover his memory. Curacao is an important witness. Whoever has the information in her hands has the initiative to deal with the organization. I can't let this person fall In the hands of the FBI, they're going to push the envelope and come up with a deal."

"Hmm." As soon as Kurosawa Hideaki turned around, his wrist was grabbed, and then a long strip of paper was stuffed into his palm. When he spread it out, it was a ticket for Zhang Jingdu Aquarium.

What do you mean?

He looked back, and there was no shadow of Toru Amuro behind him.

Running really fast.

Kurosawa Hideaki curled his lower lip, and then met Yuya Kazami who rushed in.

"Officer Kurosawa! Are you okay!" Kazami Yuya rushed to him and scanned Kurosawa Hideaki from top to bottom, and gasped after seeing the dried blood on his hand, "Your hand!"

This is a pair of bomb defuse hands!Never get hurt!Otherwise, where will I find such a bomb disposal genius next time!

Kurosawa Hideaki was stunned for a moment, spread out his palms, and saw the red rust-colored blood between his fingers, "It's okay, it's his."

He pointed to Yu Zecheng, who was lying on the concrete floor, exhaling more air than inhaling, "It was stained during the body search, and I was not injured."

The medical team put Yu Zecheng on the stretcher like a dead pig and fastened the restraint belt. One of the young nurses looked at Kurosawa Hideaki frequently, and said something audible about the battle damage and fragility. If you don't understand.

Kazami Yuya: "Battle damage?"

He looked at Kurosawa Hideaki's current appearance through the headlights. In fact, there was not much damage, but a small bloodstain appeared where the pants were cut.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, if Mr. Kurosawa was seriously injured because he was kidnapped in the parking lot of the police station, then the police might not be able to keep him."

Kurosawa Hideaki paused as he climbed into the car, hearing what Kazami Yuya said, the other party seemed to know his true identity already?And after knowing it, his attitude towards him has not changed in any way.

It's strange, he obviously doesn't care what others think of him, but he still feels very happy after realizing that Kazami Yu won't have a rift with him because of his status.

"What do you mean by battle damage?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked, wiping the blood between his fingers with a handkerchief soaked in pure water.

"Ah..." Kazami Yuya's eyes wandered for a moment, "It means battle damage, a game term."

Kazama concealed something, his tone of voice was weak, and he sounded a little guilty.

Kurosawa Hideaki wiped his hands, folded the dirty side inward, poured water on the exposed clean part, and began to wipe the sticky neck, dusty hair and trousers that were so torn that the original style could not be seen clearly.

By the time the white handkerchief became dirty, they had just arrived at the gate of the police car hospital.

Sawajo Yu, whose wound had undergone emergency treatment, was lying on a stretcher, and just after being carried off, he looked fiercely at Kurosawa Hideaki who was standing aside.

[I haven't failed yet!As long as you find a way to pass the news you heard today to Rum, he will definitely reuse me again, and even give me a code name directly! 】

Zecheng Yu's voice sounded very crazy, Kurosawa Hideaki looked at him calmly, and said softly: "Stupid."

Ze Chengyou struggled on the stretcher, but he quickly realized that it was a waste of effort, he might as well gather his strength and run away after the bullet was taken out.

"Escape?" Kurosawa Hideaki sneered, "You are so naive that it makes people laugh. Don't worry, I will have a good chat with you after the operation is over."

Thinking of the anesthetic injected into his waist, he sneered, turned his head and said to a nurse pushing a stretcher: "During the operation, the dose of anesthetic should be higher. It is best to let him sleep for a full 12 hours."

"... yes, sir."

The two followed to the door of the operating room, and when Yuzawa was pushed into the operating room, Kazami Yuya completely relaxed his back and spread out on the sofa.

It's so exciting, these two days are really too exciting.

First, the prepared fake list was stolen, and the script written by Police Officer Kurosawa was staged as scheduled. Then, within a few minutes of the performance, the person who wrote the script was "kidnapped". When they found someone, Mr. Kurosawa who was "kidnapped" called Chief Kuroda himself and said: The kidnapper has been caught.

And this kidnapper is not an ordinary kidnapper, he is an outside line of the organization, and he is also Rum's eyeliner.

He was so tired that he could write at least three full reports in two days.

Kurosawa Hideaki heard Kazami Yuya's heartfelt voice, and his eyes drifted a little guilty for a moment.

Anyway, when someone is willing to help him write a report, he will never take the initiative to write a report.

How boring, if you have this time, you might as well solve a few more outstanding cases.

Presumably the Metropolitan Police Department and the public security would be happy for him to do something practical, instead of sitting at a desk and writing a report full of official formulas that a person with no technical content can write.

He thought of the reports that would be piled up on Kazami Yuya's workbench, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Kazami."

Kazami Yu was also flattered, he quickly straightened his waist, put his hands on his knees, "No hard work! This is what I should do!"

"—No noise is allowed in the hospital." The nurse standing at the front desk warned, "You have to shout out."

Kazami Yu also glanced at the nurse, who was ten years older than him, and stood down like a primary school student facing the head teacher, and responded in a low voice: "Yes..."

After answering, he took off his relatively clean suit jacket and spread it on the sofa beside him, and said to Heize: "Please sit down."

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but didn't move.

Kazami Yuya rubbed the back of his hands awkwardly, "Didn't you not use the sofa because you think that dirty pants will cause trouble to others? I have already called someone to go to your house to pick up replacement clothes, please make them now one time."

He paused, and carefully glanced at the nurse on duty behind the information desk.

Kurosawa Hideaki walked over and sat down. He thought Yuya Kazami was very interesting. On the one hand, he had a little inferiority complex, thinking that he was not as good as his 29-year-old boss because he didn't work hard enough, and on the other hand, he respected his bosses very much.

When it's time to be ruthless, you have to be ruthless. Your moral sense is not that strong, but you have the most basic bottom line.

Should it be said that there are similarities between subordinates and subordinates who get along well?

Kazami Yuya is excellent in other aspects except that his IQ is not particularly public security.

Kurosawa Hideaki praised Kazami Yuya in his heart, and raised his hand to glance at his watch.

"The clothes will be here soon." Kazami Yuya said, "You can rest for a while, Mr. Kuroda still has a lot of things he wants to ask you."

"Let him hold back for a while." Kurosawa Hideaki stared at the elevator entrance casually. Amuro Toru's intention of giving him the ticket to the Kyoto Aquarium should be to let him deal with the affairs here and go to help. After changing his clothes, he will go Got to go.

Amuro is right, Curacao represents the initiative, and they cannot allow members of this organization to fall into the hands of the FBI.

The gentle footsteps knocked on the tiles, and Kurosawa Hideaki's expression froze.

Oops, the footsteps...

It's Madeira!

He stood up, trying to turn around and run.

"Where are you going? My master?"

"Ah..." Kurosawa Hideaki changed his direction and took a few steps towards Madeira, "I'm here to welcome you."

Madeira looked up at the road sign that Kurosawa Hideaki was originally facing upwards, "I don't think my face looks like a green lighted safe passage sign, what do you think?"

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

"Where did you take the risk again? Make yourself like this." Madeira held up the paper bag, "I suggest you take a bath before changing clothes, what do you think?"

Kurosawa Hideaki: I don’t think so.

He snatched the paper bag and ran to the bathroom, "I still have something to do, I don't have time to go home and take a shower!"

The nurse at the information desk raised her head: "Don't make any noise in the hospital!"

"Okay ma'am." Madeira walked up to the nurse, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and folded it into the shape of a small rose and put it next to the register, "I apologize to you on behalf of the young master. Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

No one could refuse the old gentleman, the nurse glanced at Little Rose, and the anger that had gathered in her chest immediately dissipated.

Yu Kazami, who had also been reprimanded, was also stunned. He took a closer look and saw 10000 written on the exposed petals of the little rose.

Ten thousand yen.

Kazami Yuya: ...

Excuse me, it's a waste of your talent to be an executive.

"Please take it back."

Kurosawa Hideaki, who came out after changing clothes, heard the nurse say this.

He glanced at the paper rose on the table, retracted his head and hid it.

"Do you think it's not good-looking?" Madeira said with a smiling voice, and then said in frustration, "Young master is a bit childish, and I'm really causing you trouble."

"It's not troublesome, but it's really not allowed to make noise in the hospital."

"Okay." Madeira exaggeratedly relieved, "It seems that you have forgiven him, you don't have to worry about it, a rose is just a rose, this rose exists because of you, if you don't accept it, its Existence would be meaningless."

Kazami Yu was also dumbfounded, and Kurosawa Hideaki was dumbfounded.

This location is very good, you can quickly run to the safe passage without being discovered by Madeira.

Kurosawa Hideaki put his feet on his feet, squatted down slowly, and then stretched his arches, and rushed out lightly and silently.

The belonging of Curacao is very important. I'm sorry for Madeira, and I must go home first next time.