Me dressed as a gin brother

Akai Shuichi quickly came back to his senses, "Are you alone? Where is that guy? Still up there?"

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced back.

Amuro Toru, who was by his side, was nowhere to be seen.

"Looks like I'm leaving first." Akai Hideki looked at the rioting crowd not far away.

Most people leaned back and raised their heads to see the situation in the waiting area of ​​the Ferris wheel. What's more, they took pictures and videos with their mobile phones while watching the excitement, and the sound of police sirens came from a distance.

"Let's go, don't look at it." Kurosawa Hideaki reminded, "Only a few people in the Metropolitan Police Department know about the FBI's investigation in the country. You will definitely be questioned with a sniper rifle on your back."

"Oh?" Akai Shuichi wrapped James' arm around his neck and put it on his shoulders, supported half of his boss's body with his spare shoulder, then reached out to wrap his arms around James' waist and lifted him up, leading him to follow with ease Kurosawa Hideaki and Curacao.

"Where are you going to take us?"

Kurosawa Hideaki asked, "Who said I'm going to take you? Aren't you living at Kudo's house now? Where should you go back?"

Akai Shuichi exhaled slowly.

"It's great to have a worry-free younger brother like Hideyoshi."

"If my younger brother was Kurosawa Hideaki, I'm afraid Kurosawa Hideaki would be mad at me."

"It's really not easy for GIN to raise Kurosawa so big."

Kurosawa Hideaki froze, and made a note of Akai Shuichi in his heart.

Whoever wants to be your younger brother is a passionate FBI!

He quickened his pace and walked to the exit of the aquarium, and saw Kazami Yuya standing beside the commercial vehicle waiting for someone.

"Mr. Kurosawa! Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Kurosawa Hideaki pointed to the two unknown members of the organization who were obediently following behind, "These two are members of the organization monitoring Curacao."

He paused, and pointed at the indifferent young lady in Kazami Yuya's shocked expression, "This is Curacao, the person who stole the undercover list. She volunteered to go back to the police station with us."

Kazami Yuya:?

"Really? I don't believe it."

"What happened?"

"Let's go back and talk about it. There was an explosion inside. People from the Metropolitan Police Department are investigating. If they encounter it, they will definitely be arrested for a record. At that time, the cases of Yu Zecheng and Curacao will be postponed, and things will change later. ,Walk."

"I said why Kurosawa ran so fast. I didn't want to make a record." Akai Shuichi pushed James into the Ford that had been parked at the exit, opened the driver's door and got in, pressed the window and probed to Kurosawa Hideaki Said, "Don't forget our previous transaction."

What deal?

Kurosawa Hideaki was stunned.

Oh, and share intelligence.

He nodded perfunctorily, then sat in the back seat of the commercial vehicle, and said to the 'prisoners' who were still standing outside: "Curaçao, you sit in the co-pilot. You two, come here."

The man with the flower arm who wanted to go to Kyoto to plant cherry blossoms got into the car first, followed by the very timid man.

Kazami Yuya glanced at the situation in the back seat from the rearview mirror, turned his head and saw Curacao sitting in the co-pilot and fastening his seat belt obediently, and felt that the world was very unreal for a while.

He drove in a daze, and arrived at the gate of the police hospital in a daze. When he recovered, he was already standing in front of Ze Chengyou's hospital bed.

"what……"

"How did things become like this?"

"Pfft...cough!" Kurosawa Hideaki coughed to cover up his laughter, Kazami was also very funny to tease this dull-looking man.

He looked at Sawajo Yu who was lying unconscious on the bed.

He slept soundly. It seems that the chief surgeon did convey the matter of "give Sawajo Yuta some anesthesia" to the anesthesiologist.

Awesome.

Don't worry about Ze Chengyou waking up early and running away while no one is paying attention.

"Master." Madeira's eyes fell on Kurosawa Hideaki's waist. One side of the clothes was missing, and the other side was not properly dressed. The shirt was unbuttoned and loosened casually, and the abdomen could even be seen looming during the action. skin.

He slowly closed his eyes, looked up, met the eyes of Kurosawa Hideaki, who was looking embarrassed, and sneered, "You really don't like the shirt I brought you."

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes darkened, and he didn't even know how to explain it.

Do you want to tell Madeira, 'I cut off the hem of my clothes to make Zero ashamed? '

No, things seem to be more serious in this case.

"It was an accident." Kurosawa Hideaki himself felt that this explanation was very unconvincing.

"Anyway, it's what the case requires, and you will always be my best deacon."

Madeira looked a little better.

Kurosawa Hideaki breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's not talk about this, Kazami, do you have a recorder?"

"Bring it."

"Very good." Kurosawa Hideaki didn't take the recorder that Yuya Kazami took out from his pocket, "Turn on the recorder, I want to interrogate these two first."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand at the stall prepared by Kazami Yuya, "Planting cherry blossoms, you come first."

Kazurin the flower-armed man, "The key to deciding whether I can plant cherry blossoms in Kyoto is here!"

He straightened his back and stood opposite Kurosawa Hideaki, "Shall I kneel down?"

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

This is not necessary.

"Introduce yourself."

"My name is Isamu Yokota, 35 years old, from Hokkaido, I joined the organization after graduating from high school, and I am currently the leader of Group F outside A."

Yokota Isamu seemed to have already prepared a draft in his heart.

"A peripheral is responsible for surveillance work, and our role is to be the eyes of the organization distributed all over the world."

"There are 26 groups in the periphery of A. Group A is the highest and Group Z is the lowest. The promotion mechanism is related to the benefits generated by the task. If you do nothing, you may be just a peripheral member for the rest of your life."

Kurosawa Hideaki slowly sat up straight, Yokota Isamu knew more than he imagined.

"It took me 12 years to be promoted from Group A, Group Z, to Group F. If there is no accident, I will become the leader of Group A, Group A in three years' time."

understood.

This is a very self-disciplined member of the Black Organization, who has a clear plan for his future career.

"But I'm tired of this precarious life." Yokota suddenly became emotional, "I—"

"Get to the point." Kurosawa Hideaki interrupted, propping his head up. He really didn't want to hear why Yokota Isamu wanted to go to the Kyoto Prison to plant cherry blossoms, "Why are you in the Ferris wheel of the newly built Toto Aquarium on the reclaimed land in Tokyo Bay this time?" ?”

Isamu Yokota: ...

"This morning, I received an order from Rum. He asked me to find Curacao and observe whether she has recovered her memory."

Kazami Yuya was attracted by Yokota Isamu's narration, "And then?"

"And then I didn't find it."

Kazami Yuya: ...

"I found Curacao in the afternoon, but I couldn't see whether Curacao had recovered his memory, so I contacted Rum and told him the truth."

When Isamu Yokota said this, he paused for a moment, looked at the expressionless Curacao on the side, swallowed his saliva, and then continued: "Rum hesitated for a while, and finally decided to kill Curacao. He told us that Curacao Suo will be taken by the FBI to the Ferris wheel on the Dongdu Aquarium, and by then, it won’t matter whether Curacao has recovered his memory or not.”

"Did you install the bomb together?" Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the unconscious Sawajo Yu.

"No." Yokota waved his hand. "The organizational hierarchy is very clear. Members of our Group A are not qualified to touch things like bombs."

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

According to Yokota, Group A should also be responsible for information collection in addition to surveillance. That is to say, Toru Amuro also climbed up here step by step many years ago.

"So you knew in advance that there was a bomb on the Ferris wheel, but the bomb had nothing to do with you?"

"Yes." Yokota Isamu glanced at the timid men behind him, "No one in our group knows."

No lie.

Kurosawa Hideaki saw a part of Yokota's arm exposed outside the black shirt, and the tattoo that spread from the cuff looked like the tentacles of Domeki.

He squinted.

The decoration on a person's body can often reflect the personality of the person.

Most of Yokota Isamu's words are true, but it is not impossible for him to lie.

In the final analysis, the arrest was a bit too easy this time.

Could it be that simple?

"Take off your clothes and show me." Kurosawa Hideaki said coldly.

Yokota Isamu: "Huh?"

"Mr. Kuro, Kurosawa." Yuya Kazami tied his tongue.

"We generally do not advocate Mr. Kurosawa who humiliates criminal suspects!"

"How do you want me to explain to Mr. Jiang Gu!"

"I want to see the tattoo on your body." Kurosawa Hideaki didn't change his sitting posture, half-closed his eyes, as motionless as a mountain.

Yokota Isamu: "I see."

Kazami Yuya: "Huh... I think too much."

Yokota Isamu unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, folded the collar and put it aside.

—Slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at Yokota Ken's upper body. The green and red Domeki was crawling on the overworked shoulders and back. The bulging muscles made the Domeki look very hideous.

Domeki, monitor...

Isamu Yokota should be a very motivated, self-disciplined person who takes organization as his career. Why did he suddenly want to go to the Kyoto Prison to plant cherry blossoms?

This is very contradictory.

Yokota Isamu sweated a little under Kurosawa Hideaki's scrutinizing gaze, but he didn't dare to wipe it off.

— cramped.

Was the awkwardness about being naked in public, or because he was lying?

Kurosawa Hideaki looked down at Yokota's eyes and listened attentively.

At this time, Yokota Isamu's voice was completely inaudible.

"You are indeed on the periphery of A." Kurosawa Hideaki smiled, "but you are not the leader of Group F."

In the midsummer season, Yokota Isamu shuddered.

Kurosawa Hideaki let go of the headrest, grabbed the iron safety rail on the edge of the hospital bed and rubbed it.

No one spoke in the ward, Kazami Yuya breathed lightly.The only sound left in the room was the slight sound of medical equipment in operation.

One minute later, Kurosawa Hideaki spoke again.

"Have you figured it out yet? I'll give you another chance and repeat what I said wrong."

Isamu Yokota raised his eyebrows, shook off his shirt, and put it on in a leisurely manner, without the previous look on his face, "I am the leader of A's periphery."

The naivety faded from his face, and his whole body matched the temperament of the tattoo, "In order to deceive you, I only lied about my identity."

Yokota's gun and communication equipment were confiscated, and he was unable to send messages to anyone.Kurosawa Hideaki leaned back on the chair leisurely, seeing what else he wanted to say.

"You talk as cunningly as Rum, and, as Rum expected, you do seem to hear what's going on in other people's minds."

"Hmm." Hideaki Kurosawa couldn't deny it.

"So you actually don't know how to reason at all, and you just rely on mind reading skills to pretend to be a reasoning genius to become famous?"

Kazami Yuya stood up abruptly: "What did you say!"

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't even wrinkle his brows, and even smiled in a good mood, "Did Rum tell you how to deceive a person who can read minds?"

Yokota Isamu didn't answer.

"So that's the case." Kurosawa Hideaki said, "It seems to be true."

Yokota Isamu widened his eyes in surprise.

"Why do you want to be imprisoned in a prison where cherry blossoms can be grown in Kyoto?" Kurosawa Hideaki just asked, and answered quickly: "Ah, I see, among the prison guards in Kyoto Prison, are you from your organization? You just need to go in It is not difficult to escape by feigning death through the prison guards.”

"How do you know!" Yokota Isamu took a breath.

"So you were sent by Rum to test my ability. It seems that this gentleman will make a big move in the future? It's really exciting. As for you..."

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the Domeki exposed on the man's forearm, "I will arrange for someone to wash the tattoo for you. As for the prison... do you like Italian prisons? I will arrange the one by the window for you."