Me dressed as a gin brother

Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed helplessly, "It's hard to show any violent expression on his face...but he's angry..."

Jing Guang pondered for a few seconds, and then said: "I remember that he once lost his temper with a little girl on the platform, and that should be the time when his emotions fluctuated the most."

"Oh?" Kurosawa Hideaki changed his shoes at the entrance, "Then you might see it for the second time today."

2-23和2-21仅隔着一条街，用寻常的步速走过去甚至用不了10分钟。

Kurosawa Hideaki touched the red and swollen palate with the tip of his tongue.

When I ate the grilled fish in a hurry just now, a small piece bulged up in the mouth of the palate, and there was a slight tingling sensation when I licked it.

I was busy talking before and didn't notice it, but now the small bulge feels particularly prominent, making people want to lick it non-stop.

If I had known earlier, I should have brought out that unfinished coffee-flavored drink. I really want to drink iced coffee.

"Here we are." Toru Amuro looked at the number plate in front of the 2-21 mansion, "Kudou? Is that the famous high school student detective?"

"Yes." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his hand and pressed the doorbell. "The child's curiosity is so strong that it is hard to contain, and he has a strong desire to explore. It is probably the type that makes the teacher a headache in school."

"Hello—" Conan dragged his voice out from the electronic doorbell, "I've already heard it!"

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head towards the small camera on the doorbell, took a step back, and revealed the other two people standing beside him, "Really? Who are you? Why are you at the home of high school detective Shinichi Kudo?"

"Ah... I, I'm his distant relative." Conan urgently found an excuse for his reaction just now, "Brother Shinichi usually takes good care of me, so be careful if you speak ill of him, I'll call him and tell him."

"Oh." Kurosawa Hideaki responded flatly, "Open the door, don't think I don't know you are discussing countermeasures."

Conan:  …

"I do not have!"

Come on, he already knows how serious the consequences of helping the FBI lurk in the country, how could he still commit crimes knowingly.

Creaking, the heavy door opened to the three of them.

Kurosawa Hideaki took the lead to enter the door, and saw a grown man with pink hair standing at the entrance.

The other party seems to be about the same age as him. The pink hair is well-groomed and the shape is very fixed. It can be seen that the wig is carefully cared for every day to keep it in the best condition and make it look exactly like real hair. .

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes fell on this man's high collar and short sleeves.

At the end of July, the weather in Tokyo, Japan was relatively hot, and Akai was still wearing a high collar.

Really dedicated.

Just expose it like this... I feel a little embarrassed.

Kurosawa Hideaki withdrew his gaze, stretched out his right hand with a friendly smile on his face, "Hello, sir."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

He had reason to suspect that the word "Akai" was stuffed in the pause in the middle.

"Hello." Okiya Subaru extended his right hand and briefly shook Kurosawa Hideaki, "Please come in."

His Adam's apple slid up and down slightly, and quickly returned to the top of the neck.

The high-necked black primer and black thin-rimmed glasses make this face very young, with a bit of youthfulness and childishness when entering the society, and the temperament of the character is well grasped.

Kurosawa Hideaki stepped forward and slightly raised the tip of his nose.

The smell of laundry detergent perfectly overwhelmed the inherently odorless liquid foundation. Compared with Belmode, who was dressed as a male waiter and a male teacher, who both wore the same perfume, the person who disguised Akai Shuichi was obviously more rigorous.

The four of them walked to the sofa in the reception room, and Conan was already sitting obediently in the corner, trying to tell Kurosawa Hideaki that he was very cooperative.

"Sit down, please." Akai Hideichi said with ease, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Whatever." Toru Amuro leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at the person who was still not seated. According to Hideaki Kurosawa's statement and performance, this person was undoubtedly Shuichi Akai.

"Then let's have black tea." Akai Hideichi knelt down and took out black tea from the storage compartment under the coffee table, and made a cup for each of the three people using the complete tea set.

The red tea soup leaves a little trace on the porcelain white cup arm, and the aroma of black tea immediately rises in the air, isolating the entire reception room from other spaces.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was the first to take a sip of the tea soup, it was very hot.

He reached out and moved the portion in front of Kurosawa Hideaki aside, "There is also caffeine in tea, so don't drink it."

Akai Hideichi paused slightly when his fingers touched the handle of the cup. The voice was somewhat familiar, but the face of this person was very strange.

who is it?

"Why didn't you introduce yourself?" Kurosawa Hideaki laughed narrowly in the heat of black tea, "Could it be that you want to prolong the time by making tea or something, so you have to think about some countermeasures?"

Shuichi Akai's mouth was flattened, "My name is Subaru Okiya, and I'm a graduate student at Toto University."

Kurosawa Hideaki sighed and looked at Conan who was sitting in the corner.The child held the teacup and obediently sipped the tea soup, with an obvious look on his face.

He retracted his gaze, reached out to grab Zhu Fu Jingguang's wrist, touched the bracelet that Li Baoen gave him, and turned off the switch with a click.

In just an instant, the face that was so ordinary that it could no longer be ordinary disappeared like mist, revealing Zhu Fu Jingguang's true face.

Akai Shuichi opened his eyes slightly, revealing those indigo blue eyes, he only opened them for a moment, as if he just blinked, and then immediately closed them again.

"This is……"

"Don't act like you're shocked by technology, it's impossible that you don't recognize this face?"

"Scotland, the undercover police officer who committed suicide in front of you."

"You must not be able to figure out why the person whose heart was pierced in front of you is resurrected?"

Of course Akai Shuichi knew the answer, but he absolutely couldn't answer it, because once he said the word double, it would be equivalent to self-reporting.

"You are really stubborn." Toru Amuro sneered, "Do you have to wait for decisive evidence before you admit it?"

"What evidence?" Akai Hideichi took a sip of the black tea in front of him. Their plan was indeed not foolproof, but the only flaw was the charred corpse.

In Japan, where the autopsy rate is low, most of the corpses claimed by family members will not enter the autopsy process, especially the unclaimed ones.

In such a country with an extremely low safety index, the police would not care about the life and death of such a person at all.

This was also the reason why they dared to use this method at the time.

"You must think that no one cares about such a corpse in Japan, don't you?" Kurosawa Hideaki snorted and raised his jaw slightly, "It's a pity that not all Japanese police are as clumsy as you imagined, and they found something wrong The person is not even a police officer, but an inspection chief of the Metropolitan Police Department."

He paused, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and tuned to the scene recorded in the forensic examination room in the early morning.

A figure of Kurosawa Hideaki in a white coat appeared on the narrow screen of the smartphone. Under the incandescent light of the forensic examination room, his face was so white that it almost merged with the white coat on his body.

"Started?" Kurosawa Hideaki straightened his forehead hair, "Okay, I'll get to the point."

"Good morning, Mr. Akai, it's 7:19:56 in the morning on July 36th. I saw the corpse you used to fake death at the dissection table of the forensic examination room of the Forensic Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. That one."

Akai Hideichi outside the screen held his breath, and his clasped hands were slightly clenched.

--nervous.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised the corners of his lips, staring intently at his every move.

Ha, this is a rare opportunity to embarrass Akai. He even regrets not borrowing a few miniature cameras from Madeira to take this rare picture.

Kurosawa Hideaki on the phone screen had already stepped on the play button of the foot-operated tape recorder in the forensic examination room, and the narrating voice came from the speaker, "At 7:19 a.m. on July 1, body number B32 was tested for stomach contents. .Inspector Kurosawa Hideaki."

"After verifying the digestion of the stomach contents of the deceased, correct the presumed time of death recorded."

"The time of death of the deceased was from 7:16 to 7:8 p.m. on July [-], and the scene of the explosion was not the first scene."

"The dissection is complete."

"How about it? You want to use suspended animation to stay in Japan illegally for investigation? Do you think the Japanese police can't see your tricks?"

"Have you forgotten me?"

At this point in the video, there was a short pause.

This is the reaction time he specially set aside for Akai Shuichi.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at "Okiya Subaru", he didn't seem to expect things to turn out like this at all, his clasped hands changed postures and crossed arms across his chest.

Fingers clasped together represent relaxation, fingers clasped tightly represents tension, and arms clasped to the chest represent psychological defense.

Next, Akai should show some aggressiveness.

He's supposed to admit what he's done before being aggressive.

The video on the phone didn't stop playing, and Hideaki Kurosawa's somewhat distorted voice came out of the speaker continuously——

"This corpse is the decisive evidence of your fake death. I will keep it in the Metropolitan Police Department. Don't worry, neither the organization nor the FBI can steal such a large thing from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"I will delete the recording in the forensic laboratory. But I will back up this video. As long as you cooperate with me in the future, I will not tell anyone about your fake death."

"If you don't agree, I will directly report the information about your suspended death to the director of our public security."

"I'll tell him and send you home."

Toru Amuro:  …

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

Akai Shuichi: ………

Although they had expected that Kurosawa Hideaki would not come to him so easily, but they never expected that this person would record a threatening video so emotionally and sincerely.

Toru Amuro quietly turned his head to look at Kurosawa Hideaki's side face, his eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow on his lower eyelid, his expression of winning was a little flamboyant and confident.

Kurosawa Hideaki took back the phone that finished playing the video, and took out a voice recorder, "If you still don't want to admit it, I still have the recording of Conan's confession."

Akai Shuichi took a deep breath and looked at Conan who was trying to hide himself.

He held that breath for a while, then let it out slowly.

"It is indeed me." He paused, and continued, "This is the best choice for the FBI. My 'death' can make Mizumurena's position in the organization more stable, and we can also obtain more accurate information."

"For you FBI, this is of course the best choice." Kurosawa Hideaki answered.

Akai Shuichi's confession was within his expectations, but the tricky part hadn't come yet.

Next, Akai will show strong self-protection and aggressive tendencies in language in order to control the initiative of the conversation.

But he must not let Akai take the initiative.

He is the one who really dominates.

Kurosawa Hideaki leaned back slightly. This posture can give people a sense of psychological oppression during negotiations. "What is good for your FBI does not mean it is good for our public security."

He spread his fingers and pointed to the side, "This is an expert in intelligence from our Security Planning Section, sorry for the inconvenient disclosure of his real name."

"This is Zhu Fu Jingguang from the Intelligence Division of the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Of course there is also me. The three of us came to see you to express the greatest sincerity of the police. I don't bother to talk about the scene of cooperation."

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his left leg and put it on the knee of his right leg, "If you want to stay in Japan, trading with us is the only option."

Akai Shuichi lowered his gaze, and glanced at Kurosawa Hideaki's thin white ankle, "Oh? Could it be that the cooperation you mentioned is my unilateral contribution, and you guys just sit back and enjoy it?"

"You can't say that." Toru Amuro leaned forward, stepped over the cup of black tea that was right in front of him, and reached out to pick up the cup that belonged to Kurosawa Hideaki, which was deliberately taken away by Shu Fu Jingguang.

The position blocked Akai's view from looking down at Kurosawa's ankle, pulling it towards him.

Toru Amuro picked up the cup of black tea and took a sip calmly, "Our public security has paid, after all, letting nearly 20 FBIs stay in the country is our biggest sacrifice, isn't it?"

"As far as this number is concerned, I can use the three charges of espionage, threat to national security, and illegal investigation after entering the country to send you to a military court."

Toru Amuro paused for a moment, and asked softly: "How can you say that our police did not pay? There must be a limit to fighting for the interests of the organization you belong to, isn't it?"