Me dressed as a gin brother

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes were out of focus, watching Yuya Kazami disappear at the door

too exaggerated.

Also, not as good as Kazami said.

A normal boss will let his subordinates take a good rest so that they can complete their work more efficiently.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Sawashiro Yu who gradually regained his sense of autonomy.

The moment he met his gaze, Ze Chengyou broke free from Madeira's hand, and rubbed the corner of his mouth with the sleeve of his hospital gown, "What did you do to me!"

"I'm not obligated to solve your doubts." Kurosawa Hideaki scanned Zecheng Yu from top to bottom, and sneered, "Come on, continue."

The muscles around Ze Chengyou's cheeks tightened and he clenched his teeth.

"I haven't finished asking the question just now." Kurosawa Hideaki propped his elbows on the bedside table, and looked at the man who was trying to straighten his back to make himself look more dignified.

"I want all the information about that anonymous chat room. If you can satisfy me, I will tell you what you want to know."

Ze Chengyou sneered, "Didn't I just say it all?"

—Test.

Kurosawa Hideaki lowered his gaze.

Unexpectedly, when he was at an absolute disadvantage, Yu Zecheng would not give up his temptation.

The other party is testing whether he can really control others through words. If he really has this ability, then there will be any restrictions on using the ability.

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't want to reveal this ability from blood to the public.

Once said, the difference between him and his elder brother will become a topic of discussion between various forces at any time and on any occasion.

"Did you say you didn't tell me that you didn't know it yourself, or did you say that what you told me just now was all lies?" Kurosawa Hideaki narrowed his eyes and looked at Zecheng Yu with a provocative smile, "You don't even think about yourself You don’t remember what you said? Did the anesthetic turn your already dull brain into a display?”

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Madeira who was standing by Ze Chengyou's bed and was ready to control him again at any time, "Throw away your gloves and replace them with the spare one."

Zecheng Yu squeezed his back molars, making a crisp sound.

Kurosawa Hideaki used the key to unlock the lock of the bedside table in the ward, fiddled with it a few times, and pulled out one of the evidence bags.

Through the plastic bag, Zecheng Yu's old mobile phone with oil stains and cracks was turned on, and holding the corner of the evidence bag, he put the mobile phone on the side close to Madeira.

Madeira immediately picked up the evidence bag, and faced the screen directly to Yu Zecheng.

Kurosawa Hideaki got up and stood opposite Sawajo Yu in order to observe all of Sawajo Yu's expressions.

"Which browser or software is the chat room in?"

Ze Chengyou glanced at the phone screen subconsciously, he was determined not to answer this question, but in the next second, Kurosawa Hideaki's voice rang again, "Madeira, the second row from the front, the second from the bottom icon."

Zecheng's expression almost collapsed, "How could he know?"

"Even if he really has mind reading skills, he couldn't have figured out what I was thinking just now."

"I'm not thinking anything about chat room icons and avatars at all!"

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't give Zecheng Yu time to react. He walked to Madeira and looked at the mobile phone in the evidence bag.

The background of the chat room and the chat history with a light color close to fluorescent green were displayed on the screen.

Dong Ri: 【Zecheng is not online today? 】

Flame: [No. 】

Dong Ri: [What did you ask Zecheng to do? 】

"Toichi Knocked on the Flame"

"Blame has exited the chat room."

The chat history is very brief, among them, the communication intention of the person "flame" is not obvious, but it is clear that the status is higher.

Dong Il is a male with a high social status. When he speaks, he will unconsciously take on the tone of command and questioning, and likes to get to the bottom of it.

Jobs that create these two habits—

"Police or prosecutor...?"

Kurosawa Hideaki clicked on the list of chat rooms, except for Tori's profile photo which was still on, the profile pictures of the rest of the members were all gray.

There are not many members in the chat room, roughly a dozen or so.

At the top of the list, the person whose nickname is followed by a small crown should be the creator of the chat room.

"rule?"

Does it have any special meaning?

Could it be the word in this person's name?

Kurosawa Hideaki continued to look down. The names of the members of this chat room were easy to recognize. I don’t know if it was a requirement when joining. Their names are more or less related to themselves in reality.

For example, Toru Mishima's name in the chat room is Judge.

Moriya Teiji's name in the chat room is Architect.

Mitsuhashi Yota is the fire seed.

Kurosawa Hideaki flipped through the pages.

Remember all the nicknames that cannot be matched with the real criminals.

He handed the evidence bag to Madeira and sat back in his original position.

Ze Chengyou is different from the prisoners who have been interrogated before. He has a strict mouth, and his expression will change a little only when he asks the corresponding question.

Holding a piece of A4 paper, Kurosawa Hideaki quickly jotted down the image of Sawajo Yuu's reaction, and soon knew the conditions for entering the chat room.

— Hate public officials.

Doctors, police officers, prosecutors, you can hate any of them.

dong dong——

There was a knock on the closed door of the ward.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked up at the clock on the wall.

11:00.

Unknowingly, he had already spent the whole morning with Yu Zecheng.

He closed his eyes tiredly, relieving his sore eyes from staring at Zecheng Yuwei's expression all the time.

"Come in." Kurosawa Hideaki said hoarsely.

Madeira stood up immediately and opened the door for the visitor.

"Xiu Ming?" Zhu Fu Jingguang called in tentatively.

"The young master is inside, please help him, I'll go outside and buy some water for him." Madeira said.

"Need not."

"Need not."

Kurosawa Hideaki and Zhu Fu Jingguang spoke in unison.

The two paused at the same time, and Zhu Fu Jingguang said before Kurosawa Hideaki opened his mouth: "It's not early, and the interrogation process should be almost over, why don't you just go to lunch?"

"Okay." Kurosawa Hideaki folded the A4 paper that recorded the questions and Sawajo Yu's corresponding responses and stuffed them into his pocket, "Where should I eat?"

"Go to Mihua Town. Zero just happened to be working today. Would you like to try his craft in the store?"

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyebrows, "You came here just to ask me to eat?"

"Of course not, Fengjian just completed the formalities, and I brought people to transfer Zecheng Yu." Zhu Fu Jingguang took out the transfer procedures documents.

Kurosawa Hideaki took it, glanced at it, and closed it.

Anyway, all the things that should be asked have been asked, and he doesn't care where Ze Chengyou will be turned in the end.

"Go ahead, I have nothing to ask."

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced out immediately, and four police officers in uniform immediately entered the door, and after performing the etiquette to Kurosawa Hideaki, they handcuffed Ze Chengyou and moved him to the stretcher.

The slight sound of the wheels rolling on the tiles gradually faded away, and Kurosawa Hideaki sighed slowly and relieved, "Let's go too, it's been a hard morning, Madeira."

"Master, you have to pay attention to your body. Long-term high-intensity hits are heavy on attention." Madeira advised, "Next time you can divide this interrogation into two parts."

"Yes." Kurosawa Hideaki responded perfunctorily.

Just looking at this attitude, Madeira knew that the little ancestor didn't listen to his words at all.

The three of them came to the basement and got in the car.

Kurosawa Hideaki only felt that as soon as he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, someone told him that the restaurant had arrived the next second.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, followed Zhu Fu Jingguang and Madeira to get off the car.

As soon as he walked to Poirot's door, he saw the words Full house written on the small blackboard standing outside the door.

It seems that this cafe is very popular.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked up through the glass, and most of the people sitting inside were police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department.

After all, Poirot's location was very close to the Metropolitan Police Department, and it was very convenient for policemen who had to commute to eat a single set menu in the cafeteria for a change.

but……

Zero doesn't seem to be there?

He scanned it carefully again.

Not really.

There is only one energetic female waiter in the shop.She seemed very welcome, and both male and female customers would linger for a few seconds when ordering because they wanted to say a few more words to her.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Kurosawa Hideaki, "Huh? Why isn't Zero here? He clearly said that he should come to work here today."

He looked at his phone, but there was no email from zero on it.

"Forget it, Poirot doesn't have a seat. Why don't you go to have lunch elsewhere, and there is a sushi restaurant right next door." Hideaki Kurosawa pointed, "Go to that one."

"Hmm." Zhu Fu Jingguang is very good at talking about such matters that do not involve principles.

The three immediately walked towards the Iroha sushi restaurant.

Pushing open the door, the waiter in the store came up immediately, "Welcome! How many guests? Do you need a cubicle?"

Madeira glanced sideways at Kurosawa Hideaki, "Three, no compartment is needed."

"Yes—" the waiter enthusiastically helped the three of them move the chairs from the empty table in the corner of the store, "Then please sit here."

Kurosawa Hideaki frowned.

The waiter is very controlling.

In general, the waiter in a restaurant will first ask the customer where they want to sit, and then recommend a suitable location based on the customer's idea.

Throughout the process, the waiter will focus on serving the guests and their subjective consciousness.

But the waiter completely skipped the questioning, and directly opened the seat for the guests with his own subjective consciousness as the leading factor.

"What's the matter? Is the customer not satisfied with the seat I recommended?" The waiter said and scratched his head, "Oh, just tell me what seat you want."

——Strong desire for control, and will firmly hold the initiative in his own hands in the conversation.

Such a person would not be an ordinary waiter.

"Right here." Kurosawa Hideaki took the lead in sitting down on the chair.

This location is facing the TV in the store, and you can also see the customers coming and going, and it is not far from the door.

He looked up at the waiter, "The menu?"

"Oh, the guests are more impatient than me? Is this the first time? Although sushi is more convenient, it also needs to be savored. The special set meal is good for three people. How about ordering the special set?"

He asked how it was, but he didn't give any other options at all. If it was an ordinary person, he would just go with the flow and choose the most expensive premium package.

but……

"No." Kurosawa Hideaki turned to the a la carte area and glanced, "Eel hand roll, caviar roll, tuna pressed sushi, flame salmon sushi, flame salmon belly sushi, cheese salmon sushi, cheese glass shrimp sushi, white shrimp hand Three servings of nigiri sushi, corn inari sushi, and Edo chirashi sushi."

He stared at the waiter's expression, even if the other party couldn't remember a little bit, he would give the waiter a step down in time.

but.

"Guest, your tongue is really good. I'm still an apprentice here, so don't embarrass me."

When the man smiled, the two front teeth protruding from his lips stood out.

"Fortunately, my memory is not bad. Please wait for a few minutes, and the receipt will be delivered soon."

"Really?" Kurosawa Hideaki closed the menu, pretending not to see anything, "You don't look like an apprentice at all, you are very skilled at your work."

"Oh, I think so too." The man laughed heartily, and he bent over to Kurosawa Hideaki and said.

"Actually, I was lucky to get this job. The boss said that if the person in this position hadn't been involved in a car accident while delivering food, and I was so pitiful living on the street with no money, such a good job and position would not have been lost. It's in my hands."

"I'm very warm-hearted, I will definitely come again next time I have a chance!"

The waiter put the folded menu under his arm and whispered, "I'm very interested in you, Officer Kurosawa."