Me dressed as a gin brother

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

He took a deep breath and asked word by word, "Where are you?"

"Beverage store." Kurosawa Hideaki took the iced latte handed over by the cashier brother, thanked him in a low voice, and took a sip calmly, "Wow~ The latte here in Shibuya is really good, it's actually Italian beans !"

Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his eyes with difficulty, "Aren't you quitting?"

"Quit." Kurosawa Hideaki walked to the clothing store on the side, and smiled at the mobile phone lens erected by passers-by on the second floor, "I'm not dependent on drinking now, I'm just taking a few sips casually, next time I have a chance Get up and drink?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming stared at the smile in the camera, his lips were straightened.Kurosawa Hideaki found the shooting spot in the live broadcast room he was watching, and he was brazening himself to the camera without any fear.

"Don't be so stern." Kurosawa Hideaki seemed to be able to see Zhu Fu Jingguang's expression, "It was a matter of life and death for me just now, what's wrong with buying a cup of latte to treat myself?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath, "No, what, what."

"Well, look, you also think it's nothing." Kurosawa Hideaki responded casually, walked into the clothing store and walked around on the first floor.

Due to the street defenses, customers on the first floor of all shops in Shibuya were invited to the second floor, and there were only tellers standing in front of the counter temporarily on the first floor.

He casually pointed to a satin loose shirt and slacks, then pointed to himself.The teller immediately understood and packed the two clothes in the same size as the invoice.

Kurosawa Hideaki went shopping for a while, and finally bought five sets of different styles of clothes. He smiled at the a little excited teller, "Swipe an extra [-] yuan and exchange it for some cash."

"Ah... this..." The part-time college student looked up, "It's usually not allowed, I have to ask the boss."

"Is it really not possible?" Kurosawa Hideaki looked at this gentleman majoring in sociology at Yingqing University with the pitiful expression he had just looked at Conan.

"Ah...this..."

The other party's ears turned red suddenly, and he lowered his head not daring to look at each other.

He whispered: "Yeah, it's not impossible."

hateful!Who said there are more handsome guys in Yingqing University, but this one is really handsome!

God, if Officer Kurosawa were to be an idol...

No, no, Officer Kurosawa is still the most attractive when he was a police officer!

Damn it, he will go to the police academy after graduation!

The teller handed the cash and the receipt to Hideaki Kurosawa, "Well... I want to be a policeman after graduation..."

"Huh?" Kurosawa Hideaki picked up the paper bag containing five pieces of clothing, and suddenly realized what this "children" meant.

"That's the one, I heard you just say to that child that you...you are the most...favorite..."

"My favorite dream is to be a kid who is a police officer." Kurosawa Hideaki immediately picked up his words, then took out a card from the cash he just exchanged, and teased: "The Metropolitan Police Department is waiting for you, kid, take your scholarship." .”

The college student took the tip from Kurosawa Hideaki in a daze, and suddenly realized that Police Officer Kurosawa was only 2 years older than him.

Little, kid or something...

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled at the red-faced college student. Of course, he said this to Conan not only to amuse Conan.

The most important thing is to attract more people to become police officers.

It's time to replace those old cops who just dawdle and know nothing.

He picked up his almost finished latte and walked back to the place where the police cars gathered beside the school bus.

The leisurely posture seems not to solve the case but to go on vacation.

Police Department Shiratori glanced at the sweat on Kurosawa Hideaki's head, "Well... Police Department Kurosawa, do you want to go back to the police station first? Let's go for the rest of the procedures here..."

"Okay." That was what Kurosawa Hideaki was waiting for, and he stuffed the paper latte cup he had finished drinking into Rensaburo Shiratori's hand, "Throw it away for me, by the way, Mishima Toru's hypnotic effect should not disappear yet, What do you want to judge, hurry up and judge."

White Bird Police Department:?

Why didn't you say something so urgent!

No, wait a minute.

How did Police Officer Kurosawa hypnotize Toru Mishima in public just now, without a pocket watch or crystal stone?Is it really scientific?

Kurosawa Hideaki just pretended not to see his doubts, "Where is the nearest road defense point? I'll take a taxi."

He conveniently untied his heavy body armor and put it on the front cover of the police car. The sweat-soaked combat uniform was tucked into the tight belt, clinging to his body, outlining his lean waistline.

Shiratori Ren Saburo glanced at it, and turned away, "It's just 100 meters west of Shibuya Central Street."

He paused, feeling that he couldn't leave Kurosawa Hideaki alone, "How about I call a police car to take you?"

"No need." Kurosawa Hideaki retracted his stomach, pulled out the combat uniform that was tucked into the waistband of his trousers, stretched out his hand and shook the clothes stuck to his body, and the irritating feeling of stickiness disappeared, "I have something to do."

"...Oh." The Shiratori Police Department stopped talking, and held back for a long time before speaking again, "Be careful."

Kurosawa Hideaki snorted, "It's quite honest, I have a piece of news for you."

Shiratori was taken aback, "What?"

"Just now, I saw the paper cherry blossoms you put in your certificate."

Shiratori immediately became nervous, and couldn't help but grabbed the ID and hid it in his pocket.

"Made of straw paper?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked clearly, "You want to be a policeman because of it?"

Shiratori didn't respond, and swallowed, feeling as if he had been stripped naked and placed with Police Officer Kurosawa.

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't care about his embarrassment, smiled gently, approached mysteriously, and whispered: "Just now, there was a little girl on the hijacked school bus wearing a cherry blossom bracelet made of straw paper. If you want to know where it came from, ask the little girl yourself."

Shiratori's eyes lit up, "Thank you."

"It's okay, remember to throw the paper cup for me." Kurosawa Hideaki waved his hand, then turned and walked towards the defense point that Shiratori Police Department said.Soon catch a taxi.

"Go to the back of Exit [-] of Shibuya Subway Station."

After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, he raised the partition.He quickly took off his combat uniform and put on the casual clothes he bought just now.

Walking in the street in combat uniform is too conspicuous, and brother has a nasty vodka around him, he has to look more like a mafia.

Hideaki Kurosawa buttoned up his casual shirt.

The teller who stayed on the first floor was a newcomer, and the size by eye was not standard.

The shirt was a little too big, and the neckline, which was supposed to be below the collarbone, drooped across the chest because of the size.

Too loose.

Although it is a bit different from his usual dressing style, it is cool.

Kurosawa Hideaki tugged at the neckline twice, and quickly changed into his pants.After tucking the trouser legs into the boots, he put on a pure black peaked cap and a mask.

Yes, Not Bad.

He took out the plain glasses he bought just now and put them on the bridge of his nose, then lowered the partition to look at the rearview mirror outside the taxi.

The glasses perfectly covered the dark green pupils.

The hat also hides the eye-catching signature silver hair.

Coupled with masks and a completely different dressing style than usual, even if seen, it can only remind people of a new star signed by an entertainment company.

There will be no connection with Officer Kurosawa at all.

The camouflage was perfect.

The taxi slowly stops at the destination.

Kurosawa Hideaki swiped his card to pay and get off the car in one go.

He walked slowly to the window of the driver's seat and knocked. After the driver lowered the window, he stuffed a [-] yen ticket.

"Hush money."

The driver hesitated to speak, but thought that Officer Kurosawa might go undercover to an underground illegal performing arts organization next, so he didn't say anything in the end.

Kurosawa Hideaki blinked, the current taxi driver is really imaginative.

Forget it, it's as good as he thought.

About 100 meters west of Shibuya Central Street is the police road defense entrance.

If you want to go to Shibuya from Tokyo International Airport, this road is the only way to go.Now that the defense has not been withdrawn, the car queues cannot advance or retreat, and Gin is probably blocked here.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked around and found the conspicuous Porsche hidden in the convoy.

He walked quickly to the boutique cigarette shop next door. Although he didn't smoke, it was not difficult to find his brother's favorite cigarette in the cigarette shop.

"Two boxes." Kurosawa Hideaki raised his hand and glanced at the lighter cabinet next to him from the corner of his eye. "Buy another lighter."

The teller was stunned for a moment, and carefully reminded: "The price of our lighters is a bit high."

"The pure copper one." Kurosawa Hideaki didn't want to waste time, and handed the bank card to the teller, "Swipe the card, I'm in a hurry."

Teller: ...

So rich!

He didn't dare to talk nonsense, he was afraid that the commission he got would be lost, so he quickly swiped his card to issue an invoice.

"There is no need to pack the gift box, now we have to smoke."

While talking, Kurosawa Hideaki took out the lighter and tried it out, then threw the gift box aside, and then unwrapped the cigarette and put it under his nose to smell it.

Hmm, it smells bad.

He frowned, and snorted softly, forget it, anyway, he used it to coax his brother, and he didn't really smoke it himself.

There's no way in his life he'd smoke something like this.

Kurosawa Hideaki walked quickly to the Porsche, leaned on the co-pilot's door and knocked on the window.The window was lowered, and Vodka, who was sitting in the passenger seat, poked his head out.

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

Wow, you dare to ask my brother to drive for you!

When did you change the driver?

I didn't see you on the satellite screen before!

"Sit back and go."

The cold sound of gin came from the driver's seat.

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately locked the passenger door, pulled it open forcefully, and said coldly to Vodka: "Didn't you hear? I told you to go back."

Vodka looked back at Gin, "Brother?"

really?

Did you really say it to him by sitting in the back?

Kurosawa Hideaki narrowed his eyes and didn't let Gin speak, "Hurry up!"

The man in the indigo shirt outside was so confident that no one except members of the organization at the same level as Gin dared to talk to Gin like that.

Vodka shuddered, quickly got out of the car, and then opened the door of the back seat and got in.

Kurosawa Hideaki nodded in satisfaction and got into the co-pilot.

Gin gripped the steering wheel tightly and took a deep breath, with such strength that Kurosawa Hideaki suspected that he would pull the steering wheel out from the edge of the dashboard.

"Go downstairs to the Metropolitan Police Department." Kurosawa Hideaki swallowed, the taste of coffee remaining in his mouth was reassuring, "The undercover organization over there prepared a plane for you."

Gin slowly started the engine, shifted gears and changed lanes.

Vodka looked at the silver hair protruding from the peaked cap of the person in front of him, and suddenly remembered that he had seen this person who had a lot of opinions on him before.

"You're the mafia on the port mafia party boat! What's your relationship with Big Brother?"

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head and gave him a sideways glance, "Don't ask more about things you shouldn't know."

Vodka met the eyes that were very similar to gin, and shivered again.

Why, why does it feel like this is more fierce than big brother...

These mafia are really hard to mess with.

"When did the group and organization have such powerful undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department?" He bit the bullet and asked.

Kurosawa Hideaki chuckled, and played with the newly bought copper lighter in his hand, "Do you think you are worthy of asking me questions at your level?"

Vodka: ...

It sounds like it really doesn't match up.