Me dressed as a gin brother

"Really?" Toru Amuro's pupils constricted for a moment, but apart from this most basic physiological reaction, he didn't show any expression of shock or fear, as if he was really an ordinary convenience store clerk.

Kurosawa Hideaki put his hand in his pocket and looked at the other party again.

He is good at exercising, has strict requirements on himself, has a lot of psychological pressure, has very serious insomnia, and only has 2-4 hours of effective sleep every day.

The understanding of coffee is very professional, can make Western-style desserts and simple Japanese dishes, and has a good understanding of light meals and fixed meals. I work in this convenience store in the morning and afternoon. There is a smell of cream on my body, and there are two kinds of differences on the edges of leather shoes. The color of eggshell crumbs, he had just eaten a failed soufflé at noon before coming.

Wow, Dessert Superman!

There is a bunch of keys in his pocket, which should look like car keys. He is very rich and drives to work, but the car is not parked in the parking lot near the convenience store, because expensive vehicles will bring trouble to his disguised "ordinary person" identity. trouble and doubt.

Judging from the response and reaction just now, he should be performing an undercover mission. He is positioned as a member of the intelligence department, belongs to the Ministry of Public Security, and is indeed a colleague.

The undercover organization doesn't seem to fully trust him yet. They have placed eyeliners around so that they can report to their superiors at any time. They may have been bugged. Outside the scope, it was not included.

But it's better to be cautious.

"Well, I like to drink high-roasted coffee. I really envy you who know them so well. When I understand them well, I will come here to be your colleague. I hope you have already checked your body by then."

Kurosawa Hideaki showed a polite smile to Amuro, "It seems that you are off work, goodbye."

Amuro looked at the brisk back of the young man when he left, and didn't understand where the flaw was exposed.

There is only one direct contact person under him, and the files have been washed clean, and even the Metropolitan Police Department has less than five people who can really recognize him.

The name of Kurosawa Hideaki is widely circulated among the police. In order to fight against the endless stream of young detectives from the private sector and improve the credibility of the police, the police cast him as the guiding light of the police.

Before today, he thought that kind of miraculous reasoning ability was hype, but now it seems to be true.

Toru Amuro put the last can of coffee beans in the basket on the shelves, and ended his work at the convenience store for the day.

Outside the convenience store.

"Master, don't drink too much coffee. I will truthfully report your caffeine addiction to your brother."

"Don't be so serious, you look like you want to throw away all my coffee." Kurosawa Hideaki moved the paper bag full of coffee beans to the side.Madeira didn't speak any more, the Porsche started slowly and drove towards No. 223 Mihua Town.

MAISONMOKUBA is a mid-to-high-end self-service apartment with five floors.

The problem now is that this is indeed No. 2, Mihuacho 23-chome, but the driver's license does not say which floor or number he lives on.

and so……

Kurosawa Hideaki stuffed the paper bag into Madeira's arms, "Send me upstairs."

Madeira didn't move, and glanced in the rearview mirror. A white Mazda was parked behind them, and the car followed them all the way.

"He was just on the way." Kurosawa Hideaki followed his gaze, then patted the locked car door, "Send me upstairs, Madeira."

"Okay." The deacon unbuckled his seat belt, trusting all the reasoning of the young master unconditionally, he flipped the bag of coffee and extra alcohol creamer, and emphasized again, "You bought too much, I must tell your brother!"

"Hmph, he knows everything anyway, but all I know is that he's busy with work." Kurosawa Hideaki followed Madeira and approached the elevator, "Maybe all the videos of me solving the case were sent to him today, drink more What's the deal with coffee."

Madeira didn't answer, and gin got angry once when Kurosawa Hideaki ignored dissuasion and ran to become a policeman. The price was that the Trevi Fountain in Rome was rebuilt that day.Fortunately, Gin was not in Japan at the time, otherwise the unlucky one might be Tokyo Tower.

This house was also rented by Kurosawa Hideaki at that time, but the boss was always good at compromising with this younger brother, and quickly accepted the young master's choice as if he didn't know anything.

"Why doesn't my brother let me be a policeman? It's not because he is also a policeman and doing very dangerous undercover work, so he doesn't want me to go through those things, so he won't let me go?"

With too few clues, Kurosawa Hideaki began to guess wildly based on the existing conditions.

Madeira showed a rather speechless expression.

Although he is not an internal member of the organization, Gin is his boss, but this does not mean that Gin is not sincere enough for the organization.

He may be hiding something, but he is also diligent and serious when working for the organization.

If someone in the organization said that Gin was an undercover agent, then most of the members would think that he was sick and needed to be cured.

The young master who grew up under formal education is different from Qin Jiu. His three views do not belong to absolute justice, but they are not far behind the universally recognized kindness.

Therefore, Kurosawa Hideaki never thought of his brother as a mafia member.

"When we meet on Sunday, do I need to bring something?" Kurosawa Hideaki twisted the fabric of his cuffs. He had no experience of facing relatives, so he was a little nervous.

Madeira took out the spare key to open the door of 303, then bent down and put the paper bag containing coffee beans on the cabinet at the entrance. After doing this, he took out the pocket watch in his pocket to take a look, and then slowly closed the pocket watch build.

"Say what you want to say, don't make unnecessary actions to prolong the thinking time."

Kurosawa Hideaki saw through the hesitation he tried to hide on the spot, then took a breath quietly and prepared himself, "You can bring anything, even a black coat."

"Not this." Madeira said helplessly, "My next words are a bit over the top. You are too smart, so you know what it means to meet you. It means that your brother will have no more secrets in front of you. He told you Frank."

"That's a life-and-death secret. In any case, you are the only blood-related people in the world. Don't let him down."

Kurosawa Hideaki looked into Madeira's eyes in silence. These two sentences were the deacon's response to his previous guess.

His brother is not an undercover agent, but a real mafia.

"I understand." Kurosawa Hideaki lowered his eyelids and repeated, "I understand."

The atmosphere between the two froze, and anxiety spread between the corridors.

Ding--

The elevator rang, and a very familiar man came out of it. He was the clerk of the convenience store just now.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and then looked away. He didn't analyze other people's interests now, and said to the deacon, "Goodbye Madeira."

After speaking, he closed the door abruptly.

"what happened?"

Standing at the entrance, Kurosawa Hideaki heard Toru Amuro's questioning voice from outside the door.

"It's okay, sir. My young master has a little temper, and there may be some emergencies. Please don't mind."

Kurosawa Hideaki was not in the mood to open the door to refute Madeira's words. He turned on the lights at home, and it was obvious that the cleaners were very professional, and even noticed the corners.

Looking around the house, there are at least 15 or so video monitors and listening devices installed.

He was not in the mood to dismantle it, so he found the bedroom, fell down on the big bed, folded his hands on his stomach, and assumed an extremely peaceful posture.

My brother is not an undercover agent, he is a real member of the organization, what should I do?

Plan [-]: Help the mafia that my brother belongs to become bigger and stronger, and he becomes the official news channel for my brother.

Plan [-]: As a conscientious police officer, take down the mafia that your brother belongs to.

Before coming to this world, although his life was not smooth, he was at least a world-renowned police officer.

He is not a high functioning sociopath, nor is he an antisocial personality.Positive thoughts, but lack of empathy for the victims, it seems that he is inhuman, but this is not a matter of principle.

It is not in his interest to help a criminal organization grow stronger or even dominate the world. If crime becomes legal by then, the fun of solving puzzles in life will be completely gone.

Consider option two.

What if the mafia to which my brother belongs is brought up?

According to the existing information, it is speculated that the elder brother's status in the organization is definitely not low, even very high.Therefore, unplugging the tissue means sending the brother to the electric chair, which is not feasible!

Kurosawa Hideaki jumped up from the bed and started pacing in the bedroom.

It was not easy for him to have a relative.

Think about it, what method can uproot the organization while picking out the elder brother?

Kurosawa Hideaki walked from the bedroom to the entrance, picked up the coffee beans that had just been left on the ground and put them in the refrigerator.

Considering Gin's salary over the years, the size of the organization should not be underestimated. Generally speaking, if officials want to eradicate such a huge organization, they will definitely think of placing undercover agents in it.

Wait, undercover?

Although my brother is not an undercover agent now, can he turn him into an undercover agent while his brother is working normally?

This idea is a bit dangerous, but it is the only way to solve the organization without affecting the brother.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked solemnly at the monitor in the corner.

Well, the showdown is over, he is a hopeless brother-controller who yearns for a loved one. When he made the game selection at the time, it was not to be close to normal people at all, that was his inner desire.

But that doesn't mean he likes being watched taking a shower or sleeping, the monitor should be removed.

Gin looked at his younger brother on the screen of the phone, wandering around the room like a headless fly for a while, then opened the refrigerator door and smiled at the camera in the refrigerator drain hole, and then the transmitted image disappeared.

The ice ball in the whiskey glass clicked, and the 5000-yen hand-chiseled ice ball disappeared into the wine that had already become extremely weak.

He frowned and extinguished the unsmoked cigarette in the wine glass.

"HI~GIN. You are really dedicated." The woman said half-sarcastically and half-jokingly, "You've been watching the surveillance cameras even after get off work, why? You've been undercover again?"

"Stop talking nonsense, U disk." Gin pushed the glass of dirty wine away, and the fact that Hideaki Kurosawa could not be monitored made him uneasy that the situation was out of control. In the past, Hideaki Kurosawa would at least leave someone in the corridor monitoring, but this time there was no one left.

"Don't be in such a hurry." Belmode lit a slender lady's cigarette, took a deep breath in the broken and charming light and shadow of the bar, and then exhaled slowly, waiting for the smoke to become the gap between her and the gin Only then did he open his mouth with great interest.

"I ran into a little police officer who looked a lot like you today during the day, you know? He even protected me even though he knew I was suspected."

Belmode raised his eyes and met Gin's gaze, "He is so sweet, GIN."

"It has nothing to do with me, U disk, three seconds." Gin picked up the Beretta placed on the table, pointed it at the face of the woman opposite, and started counting down: "3, 2—"

"Okay, you're still so impatient with me." Belmode pushed the USB flash drive to Gin, she shrugged indifferently, "It seems that you don't know him."

Qin Jiu sneered, "Don't bother me with such boring things."

He got up with the USB flash drive and left. He dialed Madeira's phone as soon as he was out of Belmode's sight, "I want all the monitoring after you received him today, immediately."

"Brother? I have already told the president about the time and place of the transaction. I will go alone in Dorobiga Paradise on Sunday."

"Really?" Gin paused, "Then wait until Sunday."

"A Qiu—"

Kurosawa Hideaki sneezed at the empty dining table.He forgot to buy instant bento in the supermarket, no food to eat!

Ding, the doorbell rang.

After opening the door, the convenience store clerk who was doing undercover work stood outside the door with a small plate of biscuits in his hand.

"I didn't expect that we are neighbors." Amuro smiled and handed the biscuit forward, "Please advise, this is a meeting gift."

Good, good man!

"I don't know what flavor you like, so I made a milk flavor without authorization, can I eat it with coffee, and don't let me in?" Amuro Toru released a friendly signal again.

Kurosawa Hideaki took the precious plate of biscuits, and then stepped aside, "I know that the purpose of you sending this plate of cookies is to come in and check my house."

Toru Amuro paused as soon as he stepped into the entrance.

"Your dressing style is obviously different from that of the daytime. You are more inclined to black, and you even wear a bolo bow tie. Is this the uniform uniform of your undercover organization?"

Kurosawa Hideaki picked up the biscuit and took a bite, then his eyes lit up, delicious!

He kindly found a pair of slippers for Toru Amuro, "Because there are eyeliners from your undercover organization around, so you want to use the little biscuit to find out if there are bugs and monitors in my room. After seeing it, you want to make a phone call." Is it right for the report to ask about the authenticity of my position? It’s okay, please come in, I just removed the monitor and listener.”

"As a thank-you gift for Biscuit, those listening devices that have been dismantled can be given to you, and they can still be used after being installed."

The author has something to say:

Toru Amuro: Thank you, but it doesn't feel good to be seen through :)

Gin: Monitor! ! !Monitor me! ! ! !

Kurosawa Hideaki: Brother, just wait, I will turn you into an undercover agent for your own good.