Me dressed as a gin brother

In terms of genetic similarity, these two people must at least be somewhat similar, if not exactly the same?

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at Zhu Fu Gaoming's side face, and the other party's eyes were fixed and concentrated.

It's nothing like the mild-mannered Jing Guang!

Kurosawa Hideaki snorted softly, and looked out the window angrily.

Don't listen to the explanation, right?

Don't you regret it!

"You didn't bring your cell phone?" Zhu Fu Gaoming asked in a low voice, "You were standing in front of my desk, you must have been using the phone on my seat, right?"

"Hmm." Kurosawa Hideaki replied angrily.

Zhu Fu Gaoming didn't mind his childish temper at all, he had more things to care about, "You seem very curious about that brown paper bag, there should be no information on the outside of the brown paper envelope, only a wet 0, do you know Who wrote this signature?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Kurosawa Hideaki opened his mouth, remembering the gin that handed him the lighter.

"I know." He paused, then whispered, "I also know Zhu Fu Jingguang."

"Really." Zhu Fu Gaoming said softly, "Let's talk after the matter is over?"

Obviously wanting to know the news about Zhu Fu Jingguang from him so much, but still put business affairs first...

Kurosawa Hideaki tightened his seat belt and rubbed his lips with his teeth, "Actually..."

"It's here." Zhu Fu Gaoming stopped the car, "What did you want to say just now?"

"It's nothing." Kurosawa Hideaki hesitated to unbuckle his seat belt, "Have you brought your mobile phone? Can you lend me another one?"

"Bring it." Zhu Fu Gaoming took out the phone from his pocket without hesitation.

Kurosawa Hideaki tightly gripped the flip phone with body temperature, hesitating to speak.

"Do you need me to avoid it for a while?" After Zhu Fu Gaoming finished speaking, he was about to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car.

Kurosawa Hideaki had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the seat belt, "Don't go! Sit!"

Zhu Fu Gaoming raised his eyebrows.

Ah...it seems a little too impolite...

Kurosawa Hideaki slowly loosened the lock, quick to wit, "There's nothing to avoid, it's business, you, you listen too."

Zhu Fu Gaoming took a deep breath, closed the car door that had just been opened, and then sighed slowly, "You don't have to be so nervous."

"I'm not nervous." Kurosawa Hideaki answered immediately, opened the flip phone and pressed Zhu Fujingguang's number, "I'm just... just looking forward to it."

"The number you dialed is wrong, please re-enter and play again. your..."

The intellectual and gentle voice of the female announcer cruelly came out of the earpiece that was turned up to the maximum.

Kurosawa Hideaki hung up the phone in a hurry, oh my god, you don't need to look up to know the expression of Zhu Fu Gaoming now.

He exhaled slowly, entered the numbers steadily, and pressed the call button.

"Hello?" Jing Guang's voice came from the phone, "Who are you?"

"I'm Kurosawa." Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at Momoko Takaaki who was sitting in the driver's seat, "I'm in the car parked next to the crime scene, you pull up the back seat and sit in, I have something to tell you .”

"it is good."

After Zhu Fujingguang hung up the phone, Kurosawa Hideaki handed the phone back to Zhu Fu Gaoming, and then watched helplessly as Zhu Fu Gaoming wanted to delete the previous call records.

"Don't!" He covered the screen, "Don't delete it... it's useful."

Kurosawa Hideaki couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he met Zhu Fu Gaoming's downcast gaze, and carefully withdrew his hand, "It's best to save it."

Damn, why are you so guilty!

You are the younger brother who saved the family!

Should be tougher!

Kurosawa Hideaki straightened his back, raised his jaw, and said forcefully, "Don't delete it."

Zhu Fu Gaoming put his index finger against the back of the screen, and snapped the phone shut, "Could it be that you did something to Jing Guang, which is why you are so guilty when facing me?"

"no!"

"Really?" There was a smile in Zhu Fu Gaoming's voice, "Although I'm not as proficient in micro-expression psychology and behavioral psychology as you are, I have been working on cases for a long time, and I have a good understanding of some occasions where expressions will appear. Knowing everything."

Kurosawa Hideaki reached out and grabbed the handle of the car door, ready to get out of this confined space at any time.

click -

The lock sounded.

Kurosawa Hideaki was taken aback, tentatively pulled the front door, and remained motionless.

Zhu Fu Gaoming is locked!

"We didn't meet each other, but you showed nervousness and guilt towards me, why?" Zhu Fu Gaoming said softly, "What did you do to Jing Guang?"

"I--"

"Crack." The car door slammed, and a person got into the car with the wind.

"What's the matter, Xiuming, what did you ask me to do?" Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Kurosawa Hideaki, who was huddled by the car door, and in the rearview mirror, he met Zhu Fu Gaoming's eyes.

"Something." Kurosawa Hideaki rubbed against the car door and straightened his back

Emboldened!

He looked at Zhu Fu Gaoming, "Is the car glass anti-peeping?"

"Yes." Zhu Fu Gao Ming said.

"Very good." Kurosawa Hideaki snorted, "Turn off the monitor in the car."

Zhu Fu Gaoming almost wanted to drive this lawless darling of the police department out of the car, but thinking of Kuroda's words, he turned off the driving recorder very cooperatively, "Now? What else do you want?"

"It's gone, Jing Guang, turn off your bracelet and talk to your brother for a while." Kurosawa Hideaki turned over, lay on the co-pilot and looked at the back seat, "Your brother seems to have misunderstood the relationship between the two of us." It's okay, explain it to him."

Don't you want to listen?Tell someone else to see if you listen.

"Jing Guang?" Zhu Fu Gaoming turned around very quickly, looked back from the gap between the driver's seat and the co-pilot, and met Zhu Fu Jingguang who had just closed his wristband, "This pajamas... are you Lukes?"

"Yes." Jing Guang looked a little nostalgic, "I'm back, brother."

Zhu Fu Gaoming looked at Jing Guang, then at Kurosawa Hideaki, then at Kurosawa Hideaki, and then at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't laugh or cry, "I had an undercover mission before. When I was about to be exposed, Kurosawa Hideaki's brother who was lurking in the organization rescued me. I didn't have the chance to meet before because the timing was not right. I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking, he opened the bracelet that had been closed for a few seconds, and his face, which was highly similar to Zhu Fu Gaoming's, slowly reorganized into the appearance of a mixed-race foreigner.

"This is..." Zhu Fu Gaoming looked at Kurosawa.

"New technology from Italy." Hideaki Kurosawa kept his face unchanged, "Help Jingguang go out in a fair manner."

Zhu Fu Gaoming raised his eyebrows.This kind of cutting-edge technology is generally reserved for internal talents in the country, and it makes no sense to give it to Jing Guang.

"I am not in a partnership with Zhu Fu Jingguang." Kurosawa Hideaki said every word, very seriously, "We are friends."

Zhu Fu Gaoming turned his head to look at Jing Guang.

"Yes, I didn't have time to change into the uniform because Xiu Ming and I went to live at another friend's house yesterday." Jing Guang said slowly, "I brought him to meet you before, and it was Zero."

Zhu Fu Gaoming's expression became even more strange, he stopped talking a few times, his eyes turned around Jing Guang and Kurosawa Hideaki, and finally retracted, "I see."

Kurosawa Hideaki:?

Zhu Fu Jingguang:?

Wait a minute, why does this sound so weird to you?

"I see." Zhu Fu Gaoming unlocked the car door, "It's somewhat impolite to wear pajamas. After watching the scene, do you two want to go home with me and change your clothes?"

Kurosawa Hideaki always felt that Zhu Fu Gaoming didn't fully understand, but now time is running out and the case is urgent, "I'll talk about the clothes when the time comes."

He opened the door and got out of the car, "Let's go to the scene first."

The three opened the door and got out of the car.

Kurosawa Hideaki saw Kuroda Hei standing in the middle of the crowd at a glance.

The other party glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang and Lukes, then looked at Kurosawa Hideaki, "Come?"

"Yeah." Kurosawa Hideaki walked to the corpse.

This is a burned body.

The deceased was burned at the bridge pier. Judging from the skeleton, it should be a male of about 175 years old.

Kurosawa Hideaki squatted down to examine the soil around the corpse.

The soil by the river was very moist, but the murderer left no footprints.

Very professional.

The body was burned very clean, and the skin and flesh had shrunk, not to mention the clothes of the body. There were almost no clues left at the scene.

He looked at the head of the forensics department that was placed aside, and said to the members of the forensics department standing beside him, "Give me a pair of gloves."

"Please use it!" The young policeman from the Forensics Division who stayed at the scene took up a pair of gloves with both hands, and almost stuffed them under Kurosawa Hideaki's nose.

He took the belt and began to examine the head.

There was an x-shaped imprint on the forehead of the deceased. The four corners of this imprint left heavy marks, which should be something like a claw.

"Have you checked the mark on your forehead?"

"I checked, it's the paw print of a woodpecker." The young police officer in the forensics department didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of disturbing Kurosawa Hideaki's thinking.

"Don't be so nervous." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyes and glanced at him, "You can stand up if you want to learn."

"Yes!"

After the police officer from the forensics department stood beside him, Kurosawa Hideaki began to examine the fracture of the skull.

Judging from the incision, the deceased was killed by cutting off the main artery with a sharp weapon, and was decapitated after death.

"The murder weapon is a tachi." Kurosawa Hideaki straightened up, took off his gloves, and coughed, "The murderer is about 175 in height, male, meticulous in thinking, strong in anti-detection ability, and proficient in swordsmanship. He is very familiar with this area and very familiar with it." Probably on patrol a lot and passing by here a lot, he was fully prepared for this homicide, very professional."

"You mean he is a professional killer?" Kuroda Hei answered.

"No." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his lips mockingly, "He is not a professional killer."

"The corpse has a directional symbolic meaning, and professional killers generally don't leave any directional information at the scene."

"This is a typical vendetta. Since the deceased is a policeman, I suggest that you start with the victim's social relations and unsolved unsolved cases. Then check to see if any murderers sent to prison by the deceased have come out recently."

"I personally prefer...the murderer is also a policeman. Only the policeman is so familiar with the road to the police station while being proficient in kendo. It is best to check the policeman in charge of this area first and check their suspicions. .”

"What do you mean!" A man's voice came from the shore, "You mean the murderer is in our Zhutian group?"

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the three people standing together, and his gaze stayed on the man in gray casual clothes, "So it's your Takeda group who is in charge of this?"

"So what?"

Kurosawa Hideaki turned on the tablet he was carrying and glanced at the tracking signal and satellite images. The Porsche had already parked in an underground garage. It seemed that his brother was still safe.

He leaned back on the hood of the police car, looked up at the three people standing on the embankment, "What are you doing in a daze? Come down, suspects, I'm still waiting for your self-introductions."