Me dressed as a gin brother

The police department of Gong Chang was stunned, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Now? It's only around 7:35, this is commuting time, everyone is either on the subway or driving, and there is no time to watch TV. It seems that this is not the time to call a reporter. The perfect time for a launch."

"No, now is the best time." Toru Amuro explained, "Because whether it is a bus or a subway, there are on-board TVs on board, and the content of the press conference can be disseminated through these TVs."

"There are also car radios in cars. As long as these facilities are well utilized, the speed of information dissemination will be faster than we imagined."

"So that's how it is!" Gong Chang's police department suddenly realized, "As expected of Police Officer Kurosawa! Your assistant is also doing a good job, why did you graduate from a university? Are you interested in becoming a police officer?"

"Haha, it's just a very ordinary university." Amuro laughed dryly, "I'm only interested in reasoning at the moment. I don't plan to be a policeman. I still have to study."

"Pfft." Kurosawa Hideaki gave a short laugh, pursed his lips and turned his head away.He is already the best of the police, but he didn't feel any disobedience when he said this.

The contrast is too great!

"Then I'll contact Matsumoto's manager to start preparing for the press conference. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Go buy some breakfast first, and we'll try to start the press conference at 7:45." Yumaga Police Department finished speaking to Kurosawa Hideaki, Looking at Toru Amuro, "If the assistant wants to attend the press conference, he needs to apply for a temporary pass. Do you want me to apply for you by the way?"

"Ah...no need." Toru Amuro waved his hands, "I have to go to a coffee shop for an interview today, and I will be late for the press conference."

"Then go quickly." Kurosawa Hideaki urged.

Just kidding, Toru Amuro is currently performing an undercover mission. If he frequently enters and exits the Metropolitan Police Department without organizing missions, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

"Gongchang police department, I'll go to have breakfast first, see you at the police station at 7:45."

Archer: "Yes."

Kurosawa Hideaki let out a breath slowly. The atmosphere in the conversation between Amuro Toru and the Yumachi Police Department just now was very relaxed, which even made him feel a lot more relaxed.

This apartment is very close to the commercial street, and there are many convenience stores nearby, so you can eat hot oden casually.

Hideaki Kurosawa held a paper bowl containing 10 Zhixin fish balls and sat in a Porsche driven by Madeira.

"Master, it's better to eat less junk food like Kanto cooking." Madeira saw the fish balls piled up in Kurosawa Hideaki's bowl from the rearview mirror, "It's really too much."

"Well... Kuo has a tough battle to fight today." Kurosawa Hideaki said vaguely with a fish ball in his mouth, "I definitely don't have time to eat anything else this morning. If I don't buy more, I will be hungry."

Madeira frowned slightly, "What about lunch?"

"Eat at the police station cafeteria." Kurosawa Hideaki swallowed two balls in one gulp, chewing with puffed cheeks, "You can contact my brother later and let him pay attention to the press conference held by the Metropolitan Police Department at 7:45."

"Don't mention my name on the phone, keep it cryptic."

After eating the warm Zhixin fish balls, the gas that accumulated in the chest seemed to disappear.

"From now on, when you communicate with Gin, don't say anything about me, including the recent situation."

After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the scenery and buildings passing by the window. As long as Madeira changed his communication method and let Gin listen to the press conference after that, he would definitely understand what he wanted to express.

"Here we are." Madeira stopped at the gate of the Police Department, "I will wait for you in the parking space reserved for you by the Metropolitan Police Department. I wish you good luck, young master."

"You don't need to say that." Kurosawa Hideaki muttered, "See you later."

"See you later."

Kurosawa Hideaki boarded the elevator to the release hall.

The release hall was located on the second floor of the Metropolitan Police Department. He pushed open the heavy sound-proof door, and was immediately taken aback by the camera that almost poked in front of him.

"Officer Kurosawa is here!"

Someone yelled in a low voice, except for a few vertical large-scale camera equipment, all the cameras aimed at the release platform immediately turned their lenses and "looked" at Kurosawa Hideaki.

click-

The flash lights lit up one after another.

The reporter sitting near the door in the back row boldly asked: "Mr. Kurosawa, this incident is just two gas explosions. Isn't it a bit of a big deal to hold a press conference just because of the two gas explosions?"

"Maybe we can follow the rules." Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the name tag on his chest, "Mr. Sato, I can leave you the first question of the press conference, I hope you will not be afraid to raise your hand when the time comes. "

"Okay, okay." Sato shrank his neck.Huh, what a strong sense of oppression, after the press conference starts, can he really muster up the courage to raise his hand and ask Officer Kurosawa a question?

At 7:45, Kurosawa Hideaki sat down directly facing the camera.

"Hi everyone, I'm Kurosawa Hideaki."

"To put it bluntly, this press conference is for the prisoners responsible for the two gas explosions this morning."

Kurosawa Hideaki looked directly at the camera placed in the center of the corridor.

The footage captured by this camera will be transmitted to all public screens.

Many people will watch it, including the two prisoners.

"The prisoner is a left-handed male with a weight of about 80 kilograms and a height of more than 185 centimeters. He was wearing a sharp American army knife. He used this American army knife to cut open the indoor pipe and cause a gas leak."

The reporters below began to whisper to each other.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his voice, and the speaker trembled and made a louder voice, "He has quick hands, has undergone a long period of good training, and may have had military life before. Judging from the saber he used and the way he cut the pipe. Look, the place where he served in the military should be the United States."

"To sum up, I speculate that he is not purely Japanese, at least he is of mixed race."

The reporter's whispers were louder this time.

"My description of the prisoner has been completely finished. Below will be the reporting hotline of the Metropolitan Police Department. You are welcome to report whereabouts."

After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, he slowly moved his eyes away from the lens of the camera, and looked at the press seat, "Next is the question time for everyone."

— There was no sound.

No one dared to speak.

Police Officer Kurosawa's gaze is too oppressive. Is that how he looked at the camera just now?

If they were criminals, they would probably want to surrender directly after seeing the released video!

"Is there no one?" Kurosawa Hideaki glanced around and looked at Mr. Sato who was sitting closest to the door—the reporter who asked questions as soon as he entered the door.

Sato looked left and right, and finally raised his hand tremblingly.

"Very good." Kurosawa Hideaki praised, "The gentleman sitting at the back."

Sato stood up like an elementary school student who was called out to answer a question, with his hands clinging to the seam of his trousers, and he forgot to take the microphone.

He yelled out the previous question unchanged, "This incident is just two gas explosions. Isn't it a bit of a big deal to hold a press conference just because of the two gas explosions?"

"All the cases I encountered before have been solved, and I haven't reached the stage of finding the culprit at the development conference." Kurosawa Hideaki said, "Because of the explosion at the crime scene, there are too few clues, the victim's social relationship is clean, and there are no suspects. The direct candidate, that’s why a development conference is needed.”

"Also, I don't think it's a big deal to have a press conference for the sake of two lives."

"Yes! I understand! Thank you!" Sato not only thanked loudly, but also bowed by the way.When he bowed, his forehead hit the head of the reporter in front of him, making a muffled bang.

The reporter at the scene looked at Police Officer Kurosawa sitting on it and Officer Matsumoto who had a scar on his face beside him, and suppressed the smile that just came to his lips.

"The next one." Kurosawa Hideaki scanned the reporters in the front row, and the people who could grab this position were all reporters from major newspapers or major TV stations.

They may have already figured out what questions to ask on the way here.

But as soon as he said the next one, the scene returned to a state of silence.

Those reporters who raised their heads a little earlier began to want to bury their heads in their chests again, not daring to say a word.

"Since you have no questions, today's press conference will end here." Kurosawa Hideaki stood up, "I hope that everyone will truthfully publish the profile of the prisoner I just mentioned in the newspapers and news. Goodbye."

He nodded politely to Manager Matsumoto who was sitting on the sidelines, and turned to leave.

After walking out of the meeting room, Hideaki Kurosawa's straight back slowly relaxed. Officer Takagi, who was standing behind the press booth to maintain order, walked quickly to his side, "Mr. Kurosawa, you were really oppressed just now! This It must be the most peaceful press conference held by our Metropolitan Police Department."

"Really?" Kurosawa Hideaki smiled, "No matter how oppressive I feel, I can't be more intimidating than Manager Matsumoto, right? Reporters from major newspapers are not afraid of a mere policeman. The previous reporters Didn't Manager Matsumoto sit on the sidelines like today?"

"Ah... this... yes, haha." Takagi laughed dryly, "Then why didn't those reporters even ask a tricky question today?"

"Because they're afraid of me."

Takagi:?

Didn't you just say that you don't feel oppressed?

"The sense of oppression generated by my body movements and words today is not aimed at reporters, but at criminals." Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at Takagi who hadn't quite reacted, "Who do you think is afraid of me?"

"Ah... prisoner!" Takagi clenched his right hand and slammed it on the palm of his left hand.

"So that's how it is. They are afraid that you will find out what they have done. Before a reporter, you exposed the crime of bigamy in public!"

"Well, that's why some people don't dare to stand up." Kurosawa Hideaki took out his phone, "As for those who haven't committed any crimes...they are probably pure rookies and timid."

"Takagi, it's an emergency!" A chubby police officer waved a stack of documents and pushed through the crowd and walked to Takagi, "Just now, there was a car accident in Shinjuku caused by brake failure. The road rolled over twice, the owner of the car died after rescue failed, and a dice was left at the scene."

"The same dice also appeared yesterday. Yesterday's dice turned up with the number six, and today the number five turned up... This should be a serial murder case."

The chubby police officer saw Kurosawa Hideaki standing next to Takagi after he finished speaking out of breath. His eyes lit up and burst out with joy.

"Great, you're here too. It's the first time we've met, I'm Chiba from the First Investigation Section, please be sure to stay and solve the case with us, this case..."

It's so hard!