Me dressed as a gin brother

He rested his index finger on his wrist, took off the glove on the other hand, and looked at the forensics staff who came late.

"Collect all the documents in the study. As long as there are words on them, even if there is only one word, send them to the top floor of the Metropolitan Police Department."

The police officer from the forensics department was stunned, "You want all of them?"

if not?

What did he say that was not clear enough?

"I thought you weren't taking taxpayer money for nothing."

Kurosawa Hideaki put his hands in his pockets and firmly grasped the gloves that he had taken off before, "If you want to retire early, retire early and give this position to young people who are willing to work."

"What do you mean?" The police officer of the forensics department heaved his chest violently, suppressing his anger, "Why do you say that I—"

"—with all these useless things in your workbox!"

Kurosawa Hideaki stepped forward suddenly, opened the box, and the unorganized tools were scattered all over the floor.

"You came to the scene of the explosion to collect evidence and even forgot to bring the evidence bag and record board. What are you doing here? What? Could it be that the sliced ​​meat in the sandwich you ate before departure was your brain?!"

The staff of the forensic department pursed their lips, unable to find any rebuttal.

Because Officer Kurosawa was right.

He did eat a sandwich before he came.Because it took a long time to heat the sandwiches, he and several other forensics staff failed to catch the first wave of police cars arriving at the scene.

They are late.

However, it is normal for the forensic department to be late. There are so many explosions in Tokyo, Japan every year, many of which are accidents and unsolved cases. Even on-site investigations are useless.

Just one time late.

It's just that there is no evidence bag.

Kurosawa Hideaki slowly took a deep breath, and let go of the silicone gloves that were tightly held.

The policeman from the forensics department turned his head sideways at this time, squinted, the corners of his mouth were turned down, his eyeballs were rolled up, and more of the lower white of his eyes was exposed.

He knew that his behavior was wrong, but he was not convinced.

Ha, ridiculous.

"Get out." Kurosawa Hideaki said calmly, "If you don't want to do it, let the person who wants to do it."

The man blinked in humiliation.

"Do you feel ashamed? The crime scene doesn't need the useless self-esteem of a forensics officer. Do you respect the three innocent people who died here?"

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the tools scattered on the ground, "You don't deserve to use them."

"Officer Kurosawa." Behind him came the voice of Gong Chang's police department.

"Ah."

"Sorry, I will report the issue of the forensics department to the higher authorities." Gongchang Police Department tried to appease the somewhat anxious Kurosawa Hideaki, "We have to go to Professor Bei Dao's house."

He doesn't usually have much contact with Kurosawa Hideaki, so he can only speculate on how he gets along with Police Officer Kurosawa through the few words he got from communicating with Megure Police Department.

"The voice of the caller is still the voice synthesized by AI, and it should be the same murderer."

"Well, let's go." Kurosawa Hideaki cast a final glance at the member of the forensics department, turned and left.

I hope Professor Tadao Kitajima is okay...

"Do you want to take your friend with you?" Gong Zhang asked, "Is he your assistant?"

Although he could see not as many things as Hideaki Kurosawa, he could also feel that this incident was very strange. If they searched one section for arsonists and searched one section, he didn't know how long it would take to solve this case. .

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the people standing aside.

Toru Amuro understood, he stretched out his hand to Yumachi, and showed his most superb acting skills ever, "Hello Police Department, Yumura, I am Toru Amuro, currently a detective, but because I am not good at learning, I am talking to Mr. Kurosawa Learn the skills of solving crimes. Now he can barely be regarded as his assistant."

"Hello."

Yumachi shook hands with Toru Amuro hastily, and the three of them boarded a police car and headed to Tadao Kitajima's address - 7-55 Mihuacho.

This address is closer to the commercial center of Mihua Town, so more people will be affected by the explosion, and the impact and panic caused will be greater.

Kurosawa Hideaki stared blankly at the thick smoke extruding from the upper floors of the apartment.

Tadao Kitajima's residence is at least on the 14th floor. It is already difficult to put out the fire with a high-pressure water gun at this distance, and the process of putting out the fire is extremely slow.

Now I can only pray that Tadao Bei Dao is not in the house, otherwise he has almost no chance of surviving.

"Ah...why is our apartment on fire?"

A loving and familiar voice came from beside him, Kurosawa Hideaki was taken aback, and looked to the side, and Kitao Tadao's bald head came into sight.

"Whose family?"

Tadao Kitajima hung the plastic bag from the convenience store on his wrist, then wrapped up the huge bouquet in his arms with one hand, then pushed his glasses with the other hand, and looked up at the burning floor.

"Why does this look a bit like the 15th floor?"

"It's the 15th floor." Kurosawa Hideaki's heart suddenly fell back to his chest.He chuckled, "It's your house that's on fire."

"Hmm... It's not accurate to say that it was on fire. It should be an explosion or a gas explosion."

"Oh, my house... what? My house?" Tadao Bei Dao was stunned, "How is it possible? I don't even know how to cook, and the gas in my house has almost never been turned on! The gas pipes haven't reached the end of their repair period, so it's impossible." Leaking due to aging pipes”

"My God! My thesis! My computer is still on it!"

Kurosawa Hideaki held down Tadao Kitajima who wanted to rush into the cordon. "Don't go, safety is important, and the paper can be written again."

"This must be man-made! Who did I offend?" Kitajima Tadao squatted down slowly while holding his hairless head while talking to himself, "Could it be the professor from the university next door? Because I stole his project Are you going to kill me? No way, is the competition in the academic circle so fierce now?

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

It wasn't that drastic.

He squatted down next to Tadao Bei Dao, "Do you usually stay at home at this time?"

"Yes." Kitajima Tadao said fearfully, "I usually wake up at this time, and I will use the microwave oven to heat up the breakfast bought at the convenience store at regular intervals."

"timing?"

The word is really subtle.

"Yes, because my microwave oven can be controlled by my mobile phone. You just need to put the food in it in advance and click on the mobile phone when you get up." Tadao Kitajima scratched the back of his head unkindly, "I'm not very good at cooking."

"Then why are you not at home today? Is it because you are going to school to get this bouquet?"

"Don't ask me knowingly, isn't this bouquet of flowers sent by you?" Tadao Bei Dao laughed, "You really saved my life."

Did he send it?

How is it possible, he never sends flowers to others.

Kurosawa Hideaki reached into the bouquet of lilies and took out the greeting card hanging on the flower branch.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The handwriting is sharp, piercing through the back of the paper, and there are some perfunctory words from the superiors to the inferiors.

This flower was actually sent by my brother in his name.

Why does Gin send flowers?

Because he knew that something would happen to Tadao Bei Dao!

He is saving lives.

That is to say, the murderer this time is someone from the organization?

This person is not under the jurisdiction of Gin, and his rank is likely to be higher than that of Gin. My brother can't be openly disobedient, so he thought of using such a roundabout method.

"What's the matter? Didn't you send these flowers?" Kitajima Tadao carefully studied Kurosawa Hideaki's expression, "You don't seem to know that I will receive this bouquet?"

"It's really not me." Kurosawa Hideaki put the perfunctory greeting card into his pocket calmly, "This bouquet is sent to you by my deacon in my name."

"so……"

"No matter how much I can tell you, this may be related to a case we are investigating, maybe I have been implicated in you."

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled apologetically, "I will apply for a protection procedure for you, and you should not appear in front of the public and students recently."

He paused, "Just treat yourself as dead."

"Have you already guessed about the murderer?"

"Yes." Kurosawa Hideaki looked at Toru Amuro, "Tell him that you can't go home for dinner today."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and walked aside, calling Director Kuroda.

After the busy tone, the director's voice rang through the receiver.

"Hello? This is Kuroda."

"Well, I'm Kurosawa, do you still have the list of the psychiatrists you invited to analyze my behavior?"

"Yes." Kuroda Hei almost laughed out loud, "Don't you want to take revenge on them with the list?"

"No, I suspect that the people on the list are likely to be killed one by one." Kurosawa Hideaki said softly, "You must have heard about the two explosions in Mihua Town this morning."

"The one who survived happened to be a psychologist involved in the behavioral analysis. I suspect this was a targeted attack."

"You mean, the criminal is targeting you?" Kuroda opened the third drawer at hand, which contained all the analysis about Kurosawa Hideaki.

"That list is only available to a very small number of people in high positions in the police department. Do you mean that there are undercover agents among this group of people? This is an extremely serious accusation."

"I don't have that intention at the moment." Kurosawa Hideaki said, "Have you ever imported this list into a computer or performed data transfer?"

"Yes...you mean..." Kuroda almost shivered.

"Yes, I suspect that this list was leaked during transmission."

Hideaki Kurosawa looked at Tadao Kitajima, who had already listened in a daze, "This time there should be no undercover agents in our police, and the enemies are completely from outsiders."

"hacker?"

"I'm not sure yet," Kurosawa Hideaki said.

Kuroda was silent, this is probably the first time that Kurosawa Hideaki said 'I'm not sure yet'.

"I see, is there anything else I need to do?"

"No, please protect them. Of course, I don't ask you to protect them so that you can have a better meeting next time." Kurosawa Hideaki made a joke, intending to relieve Kuroda Hei's tense spirit.

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, the flames on the 15th floor were just extinguished.

"Come on, let's go up and have a look." Gong Zhang, the police department who had just handed over to the fire brigade, said.

Several people did not take the elevator, but came to the 15th floor through the stairs.

Residents on the 15th floor had already been evacuated when the explosion just happened, and the scene was a mess, with broken glass piled on both sides of the corridor.

Bei Dao gasped in fear, "Fortunately, my daughter and wife are both in Hokkaido. If they were here, I would..."

Kurosawa Hideaki was not very good at comforting people. He walked quickly into the house and went straight to the kitchen to check the "microwave oven" that was most likely to be the killer's detonating device.

"This microwave oven is a relatively advanced model." Toru Amuro took a glove handed over by Hideaki Kurosawa and put it on. "It can be used online."

"But it seems to be a trial product, and there is no device for overheating and power failure, so if it works for too long, it may cause an explosion. Looking at the degree of charred food inside... this thing should be the murderer's detonating device."