Me dressed as a gin brother

Takagi suddenly came back to his senses, "Kusuda Ludao... the name sounds familiar."

"Familiar?" Kurosawa Hideaki was stunned for a moment, "How do you say it?"

"On July 7th, Yumi Miyamoto, who was patrolling in a mini police car, found a damaged vehicle near here. Because there was a lot of blood on the vehicle, the search for this vehicle was transferred to the third department of our violent criminal search."

"Then what? The owner of that car is Kusuda Rikumichi?" Kurosawa Hideaki adjusted the surveillance to the door of Minzuna Rena's ward again.

"Yes." Takagi opened his work account and took out a photo from it, "I'm a little concerned about the blood stains on this vehicle, so I made an extra copy of the photo."

Midorima Kyosuke took a look, "The blood splattered radially, and less than one millimeter of blood was left on the cushion. Ordinary methods would not form such a blood stain."

"It should be a pistol." Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at it and immediately looked away.He raised one hand from the mouse, and put his index finger and middle finger together to imitate the appearance of a pistol and pressed against his temple, "If you shoot like this, it will form a blood spatter that is less than one millimeter in size."

Takagi immediately understood what Kurosawa Hideaki meant. The corpse on the dissection table committed suicide in this position.

This is simply conclusive evidence.

"Let's not talk about this first, there is something I am a little concerned about." Kurosawa Hideaki stared at the monitor, "Takagi, watch this paragraph."

Kurosawa Hideaki pressed the play button when Takagi got closer to the screen.

On the evening of the 16th, after Conan first entered Rena Mizuna's ward, the FBI inside came out in full force.

No matter how much the FBI believed in Conan, it was impossible for them to let a member of the organization who would wake up at any time stay alone with a student in the first grade of elementary school.

Someone dismissed them with an excuse.

Kurosawa Hideaki adjusted the monitoring speed back to normal double speed.The monitoring has a static time of about 3 minutes, during which time there is no one in the corridor.

Then a teenager in a hospital gown approached the ward barefoot.

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately paused, "Who is this person?"

"Probably a nearby high school student." Takagi replied uncertainly.

"High school student?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked back with a little smile in his voice, "Will an ordinary high school student sneak into the room where the FBI is detaining members of the organization in the middle of the night?"

"This is by no means a pure high school student. Since you don't know him, let's reason a little bit."

Midorima Kyosuke moved two small benches beside him, and handed one of them to Takagi.The two sat side by side obediently at the huge desk, like two obedient elementary school students.

"This boy... is Rena Mizumu's younger brother, right?"

Takagi:?

Midorima Kyosuke:?

Why don't you reason?What about the reasoning process?

"Ah...why?" Takagi glanced at Dean Midorima and asked softly.

"Why don't you think about it for yourself?"

Kurosawa Hideaki pressed the play button of the surveillance video.

Two minutes after the boy entered the ward, Akai Shuichi's figure appeared from the corner, and he opened the door to enter the ward.

Five minutes after the teenager entered the ward, another burly FBI member entered the ward, and 5 seconds later, he restrained the struggling teenager and came out.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his fingers and tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips, "Dean, did Rena Mizumu check it yourself?"

Midorima Kyosuke was startled, and suddenly recovered from the question that Police Officer Kurosawa asked before.

"Yes. She wasn't awake when I went to check. Although all the indicators were close to normal, she was still in a coma."

"As expected..." Kurosawa Hideaki only said these three words, and the next words disappeared between his lips and teeth.

Rena Mizumu should have woken up long ago, but she kept pretending to be asleep.

The proof is this boy.

After the boy entered the room, he stayed alone with Conan for 5 minutes. When he came out, he struggled a lot, but he was completely unscathed.

In the monitoring screen, the shape of the teenager's lips can be vaguely recognized. What he said was: Let go of me, I still have a lot to say to my sister.

This elder sister can't be Conan Edogawa, so it must be Rena Mizumu.

After the boy was taken away by the strong FBI, Akai Shuichi stayed inside for nearly 20 minutes.

Conan, Akai Shuichi, Minzumu Rena.

The three spent 20 minutes in the closed ward.

Ha, he wouldn't believe anything without a discussion.

Well, it is known that Shuichi Akai is the FBI, and Conan is an absolutely righteous little detective, so what about Rena Mizumu?

In the previous assassination of Tumen Kanghui, because Rena Mizumu didn't behave like a member of the organization at all, he guessed that Rena Mizumu might be an undercover agent.

Unexpectedly, this guess was confirmed today because of a surveillance video.

"Ah!" Takagi shouted loudly, "I know!"

Kurosawa Hideaki trembled slightly in his chair from the sudden sound.

"I know why he is Renay Mizumu's younger brother!" Takagi clenched his fists and raised his head confidently, "If this boy has something to do with the FBI, then he can completely enter Mizumurena's ward without sneaking barefoot, but through The FBI is going to see it openly!"

"He looks very similar to Rena Mizumu, and he is younger, so he is Rena Mizumu's younger brother!"

Kurosawa Hideaki let out a breath slowly, "The first half is pretty reliable."

"As for the content about behavioral psychology is not within your professional scope, it's understandable if you don't see it."

"But if you look at this paragraph carefully."

Kurosawa Hideaki freezes the surveillance video at the moment when the boy is forced to leave the room, and enlarges the surveillance image, "Look at his lips."

The young man opened and closed his lips, Takagi stared at it for a while, but didn't see anything.

"Go back and watch more TV shows and learn how to read lips." Kurosawa Hideaki sighed, stood up and looked at Dean Midorima, "Thank you, we have confirmed the basic information."

"This Rena Mizumu, isn't she a key criminal in some case?" Midorima Kyosuke was a little annoyed, "I thought James wouldn't do something like that..."

"That's the FBI, why wouldn't they do it?" Kurosawa Hideaki put his hands in his pockets, "I will report this matter as appropriate, the James you mentioned should also want to protect you, so he didn't say anything. "

"When we write the report, we will also try to simplify this part of the content as much as possible. If you don't know anything about it, you won't be punished."

"Thank you." Midorima Kyosuke smiled kindly, "Actually, it's good to write it truthfully. I have reached the age of retirement, and my son and grandson are also very competitive. It's actually not bad to retire like this."

"A medical family like yours must want a good reputation. This is the FBI's problem." Kurosawa Hideaki threw the finished coffee can into the trash can, "Takagi, let's go back to the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Ah, okay." Takagi hurriedly straightened his coat, and bowed to Dean Midorima in the room before leaving the office, "Thank you for your hard work!"

He closed the door and followed Kurosawa Hideaki's footsteps.

"...Officer Kurosawa, you just said when we were writing the report?" Takagi emphasized the word 'we'.

"Should we write the report on this case together?"

"What are you thinking?" Kurosawa Hideaki bought another cup of coffee when he passed by the vending machine on the first floor, "Of course you wrote it alone."

Takagi: ...

"Tell me the truth, you are willing to take me to solve the case because I can write those reports?"

Kurosawa Hideaki paused, "I didn't have this idea at first."

"Eh?"

"But now." He raised the phone and checked the text message. "In the future, if you are free, you can run the case with me. Of course, you will write the report."

Takagi suddenly realized that this might just be a way for Kurosawa Hideaki to teach him the skills to solve crimes!

According to that internal meeting document, Officer Kurosawa had a slightly awkward personality.

Because he lacked the experience of communicating and accompanying peers in his childhood, he was not very good at expressing his kindness.

People with this kind of experience usually release their goodwill through some seemingly "deal" methods, so that even if they are rejected, they will not be particularly embarrassing.

He is protecting himself in this way.

"What are you thinking?" Kurosawa Hideaki carefully observed Takagi's expression, "You don't seem to want to reject me, what are you thinking about me?"

"Ah... yes." Takagi replied honestly, "Because there is a behavioral analysis that I need to recite in the issued meeting documents, so I couldn't help thinking about it just now."

He gushed, "The criminal psychology and psychology experts in the police department are really amazing, that document is not wrong at all."

"It's okay, if you want me...ah no."

How should I say it?Oh, to say it directly in a subjective and affirmative tone!

Takagi reorganized the language according to the instructions on the document, "I want to follow you to learn how to solve crimes, and it is also possible to become a detective apprentice! How about writing the report instead of you as my tuition fee?"

Kurosawa Hideaki puffed his cheeks, but did not answer directly.

With red ears, he aggressively opened the door of the taxi parked in front of him, "You, go inside!"

"oh oh."

When Takagi sat firmly, Kurosawa Hideaki got into the car immediately.

"Sir... Are you going to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

The atmosphere was a bit delicate, the taxi driver asked tremblingly, and it was weird to go to the Metropolitan Police Department after four o'clock in the morning.

"Yes." Kurosawa Hideaki answered the words firmly, and waited for the taxi to start before he said slowly, "Just do as you say, and you are allowed to follow the case given to me by the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Ok."

In about 10 minutes, the taxi arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, and Hideaki Kurosawa paid with his card.

"Oh...you paid for so many taxi rides tonight, I'm really embarrassed." Takagi scratched the back of his head.

"It's nothing, just small money." Kurosawa Hideaki slammed the car door calmly.

"Small, small money?" Tokyo taxis are really expensive!

"Hmm." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "Time is running out, we have to delete that recording on the dissection table."

"Why?" Takagi didn't understand, "It's only 48:[-], and there are still more than three hours before commuting time."

"No." Kurosawa Hideaki looked serious, "You don't understand, my brother will wake up in 12 minutes, if he sees that I haven't gone home to sleep at this point... he will probably be angry..."

"But... if it's only 12 minutes, no matter how hard you rush, it's impossible to get home, right?" Gao Mushe was a little speechless, "How can there be such a controlling brother? You are an adult."

"Really?" Kurosawa Hideaki selectively ignored the second half of the sentence, "Since it's too late no matter what, then don't go back at all, buy another can of coffee, and leave when the Metropolitan Police Department is off work. "