Me dressed as a gin brother

"If you're willing to spend the rest of your life with him, and you're willing to accept death for him, then you love him. You want him to be your lover and your partner."

The more the priest said, the more confident he became, "It's different from Lukes butler or brother."

"Family and lover are different, understand?"

Kurosawa Hideaki stood up without saying a word, ignoring the eloquent priest, opened the door of the confession sideways, and left the church.

The cool breeze of the summer night will blow away the embarrassment.

Liking is not an immutable thing, maybe he will fall in love with someone else in a few days, if Zero keeps denying it, he may really fall in love with another person after a period of time.

Kurosawa Hideaki took out his brother's mobile phone. This smart phone has become a clock for telling the time because it has no SIM card and is not connected to the Internet.

21:17 pm.

Zero should be preparing to go to complete the task assigned by the organization.

Anyway, it is impossible to fall asleep when I go home now, so I might as well take a taxi for a drive.

By the way, there was no news from hiro, and he didn't go home in the afternoon.

Kurosawa Hideaki went to the taxi parked in the waiting area and took a seat, "Driving anywhere in the Toto."

driver:……

Really?Very expensive.

"Drive at the fastest speed, I want to go for a ride." Kurosawa Hideaki sat in the back seat and opened the window, "Pause for a while when passing the phone booth."

"Okay, sir." The driver started the engine and looked at the rear seat frequently from the rearview mirror.

"This gentleman is dressed so strictly, shouldn't he be the kind of spy who is performing a mission on TV?"

"He asked me to drive casually, in fact, he wanted to get rid of the people who were following him!"

"Oops, it's a little exciting, will I die?"

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

He amusedly watched the driver think more and more sideways, and drove faster and faster, leaving the church hidden in the night behind.

The scenery outside the window quickly retreated, and the green belt was connected in sight.

Kurosawa Hideaki sighed softly, forcing himself to think about other things.

Although he guessed that the organization would attack the undercover documents hidden in the police department, he couldn't figure out when the organization would attack.

Maybe today, maybe a week from now.

But it doesn't matter, the trap has been set, and the only ones who know that the list has been replaced are Furutani Rei and Takada Ken. There is no way that there will be problems with these two undercover agents of the Zero Group.

"Guest, the phone booth is here." The taxi driver dutifully reminded.

This is a phone booth near the coastline, next to a 24-hour convenience store and self-service gas kiosk.

The entire rest stop is right next to the highway, and there are almost no vehicles in the parking lot, and even less people.

Kurosawa Hideaki cast a teasing look at the taxi driver. The driver must have watched a lot of TV dramas, so he chose such a good place to deliver the news.

Now a slightly conscious taxi driver is more like a policeman than a policeman in the forensics department.

Kurosawa Hideaki walked into the phone booth, put in coins and called Zhu Fu Jingguang's cell phone, and the phone was picked up after the busy sound for about ten seconds.

"Are you still in the police station?"

"Hmm." Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his voice, "Martial law today, not enough manpower, the task I assigned was to guard the intersection of the zero group office, it's not very important, what happened?"

"The list." Kurosawa Hideaki briefly mentioned two words. According to Jingguang's reaction speed, the cause and effect of the instant incident must be understood.

"Well, that's it."

Zhu Fujingguang's slightly rapid breathing came from the receiver, "Today Kuroda told me that there are many undercover agents belonging to the organization in the police department."

"Some people are not real members. They only sell information to the organization because of the benefits of cooperating with the organization. But after completely eliminating the people sent by various forces into the police department, we have already begun to have insufficient manpower."

"It's okay, there will be a day when it will be cleaned up." Kurosawa Hideaki comforted, "I—"

Shila-

A strong electric current sounded, and Kurosawa Hideaki raised his head reflexively.

The entire coastline was pitch black except for the lights of taxis.

--power cut.

How could there be a sudden power outage?

"Sir." The taxi driver stood on the side holding the door, his face full of panic, "What happened? Why is there such a large area of ​​sudden power outage?"

Kurosawa Hideaki hung up the receiver on the phone, got into the car door, "Turn on the car radio."

"Yes."

Without street lights, it was still very dark just relying on the interior lights.

The driver was trembling with fear from his brain. One second, he was still playing a scene of agents and spies fighting in his mind. The next second, he was thinking of the end of the world, and then he was depressed and remembered that he still had the last bite of pizza at home.

Kurosawa Hideaki silently shut down his inner voice, and the only voice left in the taxi was the voice of the car radio anchor.

"Hello everyone, this is Nikma TV. We have received news that a large-scale power outage has suddenly occurred in the eastern capital, but the power company has not issued a power cut notice in advance. We have connected to the experts of the Tokyo Electric Power Company, please He came to explain the situation to us this time."

The female announcer has strong professional skills, speaks very fast, and knows exactly what the current audience likes to hear.

After a few seconds of pause, the voice of a male commissioner sounded on the radio, "I am Yama Tennessee, the head of the Technology Department of Tokyo Electric Power Company. This large-scale power outage should be caused by an explosion near the coastline. As far as I know, the person who caused the explosion It's a van and a sedan."

Kurosawa Hideaki secretly wrote down the key words.

"The explosion and the secondary explosion broke the cable near the coastline. We are now actively repairing it. It will be fully restored in about three hours."

Ha, the head of the technical department is quite good at talking, and he will probably be promoted after this incident.

Judging from these words, the power outage has nothing to do with Tokyo Electric Power Company. It is all to blame for the two cars that collided and fell into the sea and exploded.

In this case, as long as the people from Rimai TV Station can catch hot spots, they should know to send someone to the scene of the crime to take first-hand information and intelligence.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Yamada, I believe everyone must also want to know the current situation at the scene of the crime. We will connect with the reporter who is broadcasting live."

It is indeed a big TV station, and it really lived up to expectations.

Kurosawa Hideaki leaned forward and looked at the small car TV next to the driver.

A reporter with long flaxen hair and exquisite makeup appeared on it.

After she finished her opening remarks, she moved away, and the high-definition camera immediately scanned the scene of the accident behind her.

"Pause."

As soon as the voice fell, the taxi driver reflexively pressed the touch screen button, and the screen froze at this moment.

This is the scene of a series of accidents.

The red car was squeezed and hit by a car and then lost control and turned over. After it fell from a high altitude, it affected the truck behind.

The truck was unable to dodge in time, and the vehicle was too heavy to be flexible, so the two vehicles collided.

This is the first two crashes.

Judging from the tire marks on the ground, there should be three cars at the scene.

A vehicle braked in front of the accident scene and remained at the scene for some time.

Another car was heading towards the scene and accelerating.

Kurosawa Hideaki quickly simulated the scene based on the blurred picture.

Why is this car accelerating towards the scene?

Who is he trying to hit?

Are you trying to destroy the scene of the accident?

No, not right.

He was trying to hit the car that was parked at the scene of the accident!

Did he succeed?

There seemed to be no traces on the ground, making a sharp turn about 10 meters close to the scene, and then the scratches became more severe, and the person who tried to hit someone rushed out of the guardrail and fell into the sea.

Then the car He was driving exploded.

Kurosawa Hideaki narrowed his eyes.

This is not a simple traffic accident, just now there was a fierce competition near the Kyoto Expressway.

Why is it the Kyoto Expressway?

Could it be because the organization sent people to sneak into the police station tonight?

Kurosawa Hideaki withdrew his body, leaned on the back seat and fastened his seat belt, and ordered: "Please drive to the police station as fast as you can, hurry up!"

"Yes!" The taxi driver replied enthusiastically.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't turned off his voice, he might have heard the taxi driver excitedly bring him into the role in the spy movie.

The taxi drove quickly to the downstairs of the police station. Kurosawa Hideaki paid the money, and instead of going upstairs in a hurry, he walked around the outer parking lot. The tire friction in one of the places was very new, and someone had been waiting here for a long time .

"Hello—who are you?"

The patrolling policeman held a flashlight in one hand, and stretched the other hand behind his waist, "What are you doing here?"

Kurosawa Hideaki took off his fisherman hat, revealing his iconic silver hair, "Do you remember what model of car is parked here? If you don't remember, it's okay, you can describe what this car looks like."

"Officer Kuize!" The patrolman's eyes lit up, he stood at attention and saluted, "I offended you just now, but there was an accident in the parking lot tonight, so I have to be a little stricter."

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't care why he wanted to be more rigorous, "Answer my question briefly."

"...Yes!" The patrolman straightened his back involuntarily, "It's a Ford parked here, with a red body and white stripes on the front."

Red Ford?

Isn't that Akai Shuichi's car?

"Did you write down his license plate number?" Kurosawa Hideaki walked up to the patrolman. Although the police department turned on the backup power supply, only one light was turned on in an insignificant place like the parking lot.

"Write it down." The patrolman smiled, looking a little smug.

"Where's the surveillance?" Kurosawa Hideaki tilted his head to look at the side face of the patrolman, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

I was standing far away just now, and the lights were not bright enough, so I couldn't see many details clearly.

Now that he stood close, he could clearly feel that something was wrong with this patrolman. His police uniform was sloppy, and his shirt was tucked into the waistband of his trousers.And judging from the butt of the gun, the gun pinned to the waist is not a police pistol.

what to do?Is it to cooperate with acting or to expose directly?

Kurosawa Hideaki hesitated for a moment, then pretended not to notice anything and ordered: "Reserve the surveillance when this car appeared in the parking lot, I'll watch it later."

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." The man smiled ferociously, and quickly drew out his gun and put it on Kurosawa Hideaki's waist.

Kurosawa Hideaki let out a muffled snort, and quickly poked the needle into the flesh—this is an anesthesia gun!

The man pulled out the needle and grabbed his wrist, "Be normal, let's go!"