Me dressed as a gin brother

Kurosawa Hideaki hooked Kitajima's arm around his neck, and at the same time as the guards, he lifted Kitajima's body, and ran to the stairs at the fastest speed amidst his exclamation.

The soaring adrenaline in the face of danger made Kurosawa Hideaki's mind spin fast.

Prisoners generally do not allow a lot of time when setting up such remote-controlled bombs.

Because the remote control distance is about 500 meters, the prisoner will generally detonate at a place where the bomb will not be affected, so there is no need to leave time for escape in advance.

And the timely detonation of the bomb can also allow it to accurately bomb the person the prisoner wants to bomb.

So, that bomb will explode within 2-3 seconds.

In these 2-3 seconds, can they take the slow-moving Tadao Kitajima to the next level safely?

impossible.

And, according to Amuro, Ireland had a grudge against Gin over Pisco's death.

If we make inferences based on this and the existing character profiles.People like Ireland, after losing someone important, should want gin to taste what it's like to lose a loved one.

Although Ireland is still not sure about the relationship between him and Gin, Ireland is definitely the type who would rather kill by mistake than let go.

Since Ireland wanted to kill him, the bomb that the other party installed in the bathroom of his office was definitely not the kind of small bomb used to deter or divert attention.

This bomb was so powerful that it might blow up the entire top floor, and they would have no time to avoid the shock wave and the high-speed sputtering of furniture fragments that were comparable to blades.

It's better to keep running than to find a bunker!

"Quick! Squat down against the wall! Move fast!"

Kurosawa Hideaki grabbed the guard who was about to run forward and pushed him to the ground. Immediately, a strong tremor followed.

He held his breath, firmly pressed Bei Dao's shoulder, and the three of them pressed against the cold wall.

The shock wave generated by the explosion filled the entire corridor with debris at a speed of about 90 meters per second.

From the corner of his eye, Kurosawa Hideaki saw the guard sticking to the small half of the shoulder at the edge of the corridor.

That does not work!

If there is a plank passing by, the policeman's shoulders will be crippled!

Kurosawa Hideaki stretched out his arms, grabbed the policeman's collar with difficulty and yanked it towards him, and the policeman fell on Kitajima Tadao who was caught between the two.

Tadao Bei Dao who was hit and the guard who hit him cried out in pain at the same time, and then a piece of steel with an edge thickness of less than one millimeter flew past the guard's neck.

The man's eyes widened in horror, and he completely forgot to breathe.

If Officer Kurosawa hadn't pulled it casually, the steel piece would have been stuck in his lung by now!

A second later, the shock wave burst out of the glass and spread farther away.

"Hey—" Kitajima Tadao took a quick breath, and then gasped for breath.

"No time to catch your breath, stand up and keep going!"

Hideaki Kurosawa stood up, and didn't even have time to pat the wall dust that fell on his body, "Ireland must still have a bomb in the building, we have to get out as soon as possible!"

The guard picked up Tadao Bei Dao like Kangmi, "Let's go!"

This posture made Bei Dao's stomach rest on the policeman's shoulder, and he hiccupped uncomfortably, "I don't think I'm too old to run, to be honest, I don't feel a little bit involved in your escape like this." without--"

"--boom"

The hot flames mixed with the smell of gasoline filled the entire floor.

Hideaki Kurosawa shrugged his nose, and immediately concluded, "It's an incendiary bomb. Ha, Ireland really has all kinds of bombs, as expected of someone who has served in the US military."

"What should we do now?" The policeman looked at the flames that were about to reach his feet, "Should we go through or go back?"

Kurosawa Hideaki looked back, almost the entire top floor was blown up, and the stairs under his feet were also cracked one after another in the explosion.

creak.

There was a slight cracking sound, and the originally inconspicuous crack quickly extended to the feet.

The ups and downs of the guard's chest immediately became smaller, as if they would lose weight as long as they held their breath, and the precarious stairs could still bear their weight.

Impossible to go back.

The lower level would surely explode again, and retreating now to the doomed top level would be suicidal.

Can only go forward.

The air gradually thinned under the scorching fire, and Kurosawa Hideaki's side face was flushed red by the fire.

He chuckled, "Is there still a choice? Then go down."

The police officer swallowed, "My name is Oda Bong. If... I hope you can at least remember my name."

"I never remember the names of dead people." Kurosawa Hideaki smiled and looked at Oda's dim eyes after hearing this sentence, "Unless you are alive."

Oda Bong's eyes brightened surprisingly for a moment, "How do we go down?"

"Simple." Kurosawa Hideaki pinched his sleeves to wipe away the sweat that was about to drop from the side of his face, "Did you see those flames?"

"I see." Kitajima Tadao interrupted while lying on Oda's shoulder.

"Just run faster than them." Kurosawa Hideaki supported the railing and jumped up. The strong waist and abdomen made him maintain a good balance in mid-air.

Then he turned half a circle in the air relying on his arm as a fulcrum, and landed lightly in the middle of the next flight of stairs.

"Cool~" The guard smiled and whistled, with the straightforwardness unique to Osakans.

"Give it to me." Kurosawa Hideaki stretched out his hand towards him, took him with both hands under Kitajima's shocked eyes, and then put the old professor on the ground.

"Actually, I can walk by myself." Bei Dao tidied up his clothes, "This really makes me feel very uninvolved."

"Then you can go by yourself." Kurosawa Hideaki shrugged, "After all, you are much heavier than Miko. I advise you to eat less hot dogs, which will cause high blood sugar and high blood lipids."

He glanced vaguely at Bei Dao's belly.

"What are you doing?" Tadao Bei Dao grabbed his belly, "Is it full of knowledge? You—"

"I don't." Kurosawa Hideaki patted his flat stomach, "It turns out that people who use their brains often don't get fat so easily."

Tadao Kitajima:?

Are you saying that I usually don't use my brain?

The tense atmosphere gradually relaxed because of Kitajima's exaggerated expression.

But the situation is far from relaxing.

Incendiary bombs are more powerful indoors than ordinary bombs.

The flame not only makes the oxygen more rarefied, but also ignites everything in the room that can be ignited.

When the flame reaches a certain intensity, the flashover phenomenon may cause a second explosion.

After running through the upper two floors, the road ahead is obviously much easier.

"Officer Kurosawa, your phone has been flashing since just now."

"Huh?" Kurosawa Hideaki took out his phone, and immediately saw a dozen missed calls displayed on the screen, all of which were from Toru Amuro.

Is there something urgent?

Just as he was about to call back, Toru Amuro's name lit up on the screen again.

He picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"How are you?" Amuro asked eagerly, "I saw an explosion on the top floor of the Metropolitan Police Department, where are you now? Zi..."

"I'm fine, I escaped." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his lips slightly, and then the smile froze on his face, "But the brulee and coffee you gave me were all blown away."

"what……"

Toru Amuro uttered a short syllable, and then something fell heavily on the wooden table, making a dull sound.

"Aren't you happy?" Kurosawa Hideaki thought of those two seemingly well-crafted buds, "I..."

"No, I'm very happy." Toru Amuro didn't care about overturning the glass in his hand, he pressed the table tightly, forcing the trembling that was transmitted to his fingertips on the table, "I can't..."

I can not lose you.

No, not yet.

Toru Amuro clenched his teeth tightly, making a tooth-chilling rubbing sound.

He took a deep breath, "It's fine, Bree can eat next time."

Zizi...zizizi.

"Hmm." Kurosawa Hideaki lowered his eyelids and responded softly.

His current signal is full, and there will be no such current sound.

These strong electric sounds are from Toru Amuro, who should have been tapped.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked up at the floor numbers in the emergency escape passage, and they had already descended to the 10th floor.

If Toru Amuro was bugged, who would be bugging him?

Gin, Belmode, Ireland or boss?

First of all, exclude Ireland, he is the most stupid of the four, and it should not be possible to deduce that there is a relationship between him and Toru Amuro.

Then excluding gin, with the degree of brother's hatred for the organization, he should be busy looking for a memory card now, and he doesn't have time to talk about it.

So is it one of Belmode and the boss?

Ha, such a good opportunity, of course, is to pass the good news of Ireland's exposure to the boss of the organization who will treat his subordinates as abandoned sons.

A heartfelt person like Ireland must be very uncomfortable after being targeted by the boss.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised the corner of his mouth, and said abruptly: "Ireland disguised as Matsumoto Kiyosaga and lurks in the Metropolitan Police Department. I know you are not clean, but I didn't expect you to not even tell me such a thing."

Amuro was stunned for a moment, why did he suddenly speak like this, could it be that the conversation between them was tapped?

"I have something to tell you." Kurosawa Hideaki said.

Toru Amuro glanced at the ignited Metropolitan Police Department, closed his eyes, and said calmly, "Let's talk."

Kurosawa Hideaki pretended to stop talking, and paused deliberately, "Are you sure no one is bugging?"

Toru Amuro answered immediately, "Definitely."

He took the cue.

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled, and immediately asked like Chagang, "Where are you?"

"A coffee shop near the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Is that where you went for the interview?"

"Ah."

"Okay." Kurosawa Hideaki thought of something, his attitude changed suddenly, and even the tone of his voice had a hint of intimacy, "It's okay even if someone eavesdrops, isn't he listening even when we do that kind of thing?"

Toru Amuro's breathing almost stopped.

He shook his head, turning the stuck gears in his brain.

Now it's time to cooperate with acting.

Amuro clicked his tongue impatiently, "Are you regretting it now? Don't waste my time, what are you going to say?"

"No, I won't regret it, I like excitement."

As soon as Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, Kitajima Tadao, who was pricking up his ears, slammed into the armrest with a squawk, crying out while covering his mouth while shedding physical tears.

Kurosawa Hideaki was amused, and said maliciously: "We didn't know that someone would record it at the time, and you didn't want to leak that videotape, did you?"

Toru Amuro grabbed a pen and drew a messy circle on the sticky note, and then wrote Kurosawa Hideaki's name in that circle.

He cleared the scene when Kurosawa Hideaki was talking to his ear, and kept his voice absolutely steady, "Don't talk nonsense, where is that person?"

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately raised his voice impatiently, "Hey, is that how you talk to me?"

"Hey, is that how you talk to me?"

Belmode chuckled when she heard Kurosawa Hideaki's complaining voice in the headset, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the screen, "Look, I said that they are very pure, without any emotion."

"Keep listening."

The cursor flickered and changed a line, "Bloodline is amazing, I don't believe he will be too different from Gin."

"Zi Zi...Zi Zi."

Kurosawa Hideaki frowned quickly, the sound of electric current in the earpiece became more and more serious, Amuro Toru was pacing, and he was getting closer and closer to the monitor.

You have to pretend to be willful, "Remember that time you went to the bank to withdraw money?"

"Remember." Toru Amuro immediately wrote the word "Bank" on the note.

"You forgot to buy me cheese tart that time, and the captain brought it to me later."

Toru Amuro wrote Captain on the note again, sneered, and said contemptuously, "It's just a fake Hokkaido limited, you like it that much?"

"Are you jealous?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked with a smile.

"How could it be?" Amuro paused, he couldn't utter the next line, even if it was acting, it was too much.

Hideaki Kurosawa acted as if he wanted to make him angry on purpose, and said even more, "But the captain brought a real limited cheese tart later, it was delicious, and it was the best cheese tart I've ever eaten."

"Really? I don't want to hear the crap, tell me the name of the guy who took our tape."

"Yoshino Junji." Kurosawa Hideaki breathed a sigh of relief after saying the name.

"Goodbye." Toru Amuro hung up the phone pretending not to miss it.

"Goodbye."

Belmode raised his eyebrows nonchalantly when he heard Toru Amuro, closed the bugging window, and said to the screen: "It's just flirting, isn't Gin the same? If Kurosawa and Gin are really brothers, how about their personalities?" In fact, it's almost the same, they all take feelings as a joke."

The cursor flickered for a while, and the person who controlled it was silent for a while on the opposite side of the computer, and finally believed Belmode's words.

"Hideaki Kurosawa found out that Ireland was pretending to be Kiyocho Matsumoto?"

"Yes."

"We can't keep him anymore, let's deal with it."

Belmode lit a slender lady's cigarette, took a puff slowly, and after exhaling, he whispered to the light screen: "Yes, mylord."

Of course she can't let the boss suspect Toru Amuro, that man has her weakness in his hands.

"Hi, gin." Belmode said slowly to the deep male voice on the phone, "You are safe for now, and so is my little Gabriel."

Kurosawa Hideaki put away the phone that only had a busy tone left, and pushed open the door of the first search section with Kitajima Tadao and Oda Matsuri who looked absent.

"Great--"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo the search lesson is alive again, and the Kurosawa Psychological Research Handbook that I just memorized can finally come in handy again."

"Shhh - the administrator said this can't be mentioned."

The deliberately suppressed cheers of the crowd mixed with this strange topic sounded one after another in the room.

"Phew, my heart almost stopped when the top floor exploded again just now."

"Stop talking, I think Chief Kuroda almost forgot to breathe..."

"Who is that old man that Officer Kurosawa rescued?"

Kitaojima proudly puffed out his chest.

"I don't know? It looks familiar. It doesn't seem to belong to our department. Judging by its appearance, it should not be from the police. The requirements for physical fitness are quite high there. This... looks like it can't run fast."

"Pfft...cough." Kurosawa Hideaki coughed, bit her lips tightly, and pressed down the corners of her raised mouth, pretending that she hadn't smiled, "Is everyone alright?"

He looked around, and finally his eyes stopped on the FBI.

"Do you know Kevin Yoshino?"

James patted the dust on his neckline, "We are here for some people including Kevin Yoshino."

"Kevin Yoshino is a former Marine Corps sergeant whose mentor, Timothy Hunt, committed suicide for some reason."

"The people who killed his master were Ryuzaki Nuo, Okakura Masaki, Caijin Kozo and others. These people are all among the dead this time."

James paused, "We suspect that the one who killed these people was Kevin Yoshino, who used to be a sniper in the Marine Corps."

"It's not him, it's his younger brother." Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out the tablet from his arms, wiped the dust off it with his sleeve, and called up Yoshino Shunji's photo, "It's him, the one I mentioned earlier in the Special Mobile Team Undercover."

James and the two people around him looked at each other, "Kevin Yoshino does have a younger brother, but he should still be in the United States."

"But the fact is that he has been a civil servant in Japan for several years." Kurosawa Hideaki interrupted James, almost writing on his face: How do you FBI work.

James kept his mouth shut. Experience told him never to argue with Kurosawa because no one could beat him.

Better talk about something else directly.

"Do you have snipers here who can shoot from 700 yards away? The two brothers of Yoshinoya are very good snipers. If you want to catch them, it is better to use two snipers."

"After all... only snipers can defeat snipers."

Judy closed her eyes slowly, "If Xiuyi is still there, then our FBI can send out a sniper."

Oh, then he is still there.

Kurosawa Hideaki thought of Akai Shuichi's fake face.

The suspended animation is Akai Hideichi's own decision, and how the other party handles the relationship between colleagues has nothing to do with him.

He glanced at Judy's sad expression again, "The Metropolitan Police Department is still a bit dangerous now, let's go out first, and it won't be too late to come back after the explosives department inspects the entire building."

The police department looked at the Kuroda administrator.

"Just listen to Police Officer Kurosawa." Kuroda Hei looked serious, "Everyone go down together, move quickly."

Kuroda directed everyone to retreat while walking up to Kurosawa Hideaki and whispered, "Who is Shuichi that woman from the FBI talking about?"

"Dead." Kurosawa Hideaki said expressionlessly, "died in the line of duty, he just died a while ago."

Kuroda's footsteps were slightly stagnant, "Really? That's a pity. Judging from the lady's reaction, he seems to be an excellent sniper."

Kurosawa Hideaki touched the roof of his tongue with the tip of his tongue.

There was something wrong with Kuroda, he cared too much about Shuichi Akai, and he shouldn't have such an attitude when he wanted to borrow someone from the FBI.

Kuroda's superb acting skills may not be seen by others, but no sense of disobedience can escape Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes.

The unfamiliarity he showed is pretending, and his understanding of Akai can be seen from his pronouns for Akai's gender.

Obviously they are two people who have never met, but they directly use the masculine "he" when referring to Akai Shuichi.

This is really intriguing.

Xiuyi is actually a slightly unisex name. This kind of name is not as directional as names like Miwako. It is difficult to judge men and women directly by such names.

There is no doubt that Kuroda knew Shuichi Akai, and the two were familiar with each other and had a good relationship, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Kuroda Hei was very concerned about Akai's safety, and even asked him for information as soon as he heard his name.

Kurosawa Hideaki paused, and looked at Kurodabei in surprise.

When they met for the first time, he speculated that Akai Shuichi was looking for a close relative and that the close relative was not by his side.

Later, Akai Shuichi came to Japan to investigate the case on the surface, but who knows if he found his parents by the way?

Coupled with Kurodabei's attitude...

No way? The father of the FBI sniper is the administrator of the Japanese public security?

Do not!

"I don't believe it." Kurosawa Hideaki murmured, walking out of the police station in a daze.

He felt better when he saw Madeira approaching with a sniper rifle, "Did you go back and get the gun?"

"Of course." Madeira discharged more than a dozen bullets on the hood of the car, "I have a legal gun license in Japan. As your deacon, I also need a sniper rifle to protect your safety."

Kurosawa Hideaki watched Madeira's twitching jaw muscles silently.

You obviously want to kill Ireland directly!

"How many yards can you shoot?"

"When I was young, I could shoot 800 yards, and now it's about 700." Madeira casually pushed the bullet into the magazine, "If you need to shoot down the helicopter, I should be able to do it if I work hard."

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

I'm so envious of this kind of tone that is so confident when you pick up a gun!

Even after special training, the longest distance he can snipe is only about 650-680.

"I'll leave it to you where you need to snipe."

"boom--"

The shops not far away suddenly burst into flames.

Kurosawa Hideaki curled his lower lip. This is not a good sign. If Ireland starts to attack indiscriminately, it means that he also knows who the memory card is on.

In order to prevent the police from concentrating on arresting Yoshino Junji, he had to disperse the police force of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The most effective way is to blow up shops and residential buildings.

"Quick! Send someone to see what's going on!" Mumu Police Department said.

"Police, the police and emergency calls have been blown up! The line has been busy! There are still many people rushing to the Mihua Hospital near the police station, causing traffic jams!" Takagi put down his phone sweating, and looked at the only person who could Relying on the life-saving straw, "What should we do now? Our police car was also bombed."

Hey.

It is Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Kurosawa Hideaki pressed his palm against Takagi, signaling him to be calm and pick up the phone, "Hello?"

Zhu Fujingguang let out a long sigh of relief over the phone, "It's good that you are fine, your brother is here with me."

"He's with you?" Kurosawa Hideaki was stunned for a moment, "Did he not go after the card?"

"No." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled wryly, and looked at Gin who had just put Beretta away, "He asked me to tell you that the boss of the organization approved him to use armed helicopters, but he is going to give up this privilege to Ireland ,so……"

"Hiss—" Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes lit up, "I understand! If you snatch it, it's mine, right?"