Me dressed as a gin brother

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at Toru Amuro's ears maliciously, and even took a step closer, so close that he could hear the other's rapid breathing.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes slipped zero's ears protruding from the champagne-colored hair, the color was darker than usual, with a little warm color.

I thought this kind of ruthless policeman would never be shy.

He lowered his eyes and saw the silver bracelet in Toru Amuro's pocket. He suddenly made a plan, stretched out his index finger, and while the other party was in a daze, he secretly hooked out the handcuffs and hid them in his pocket.

Then waited another three seconds.

Three seconds later, Toru Amuro finally prepared himself mentally, and decided to reach out and take it, "You—"

"Ah——" Kurosawa Hideaki suddenly withdrew his hand holding the fabric, and suddenly realized, "I will go anyway, since the members of the organization monitoring Curacao are in front of her cabin, why don't I go first?" To control the members of the organization, confiscate their communication equipment, and cut off the possibility of them sending messages to the organization from the root.”

As he said, he could hardly hide the smile on his face, "This way you don't have to 'hide your head and show your tail', what do you think?"

Toru Amuro curled up his fingers, his expression difficult to discern.

Kurosawa Hideaki put the cut corner of the shirt into his pocket, then tucked the other side of the shirt that reached the thigh into the waistband of his trousers, and looked up at the Ferris wheel.

"It's too late, I'll go first."

He took a step back and climbed up from the iron ladder used for maintenance. When his head emerged from the top of the Ferris wheel, the strong wind hit, making people have to squint.

The cabin carrying the members of the organization will reach the top in about 30 seconds. Since the emergency escape door of the Ferris wheel cabin is on the top of the cabin, the moment the cabin reaches the top is the best time for a sneak attack.

"Akai is right, he is sometimes unexpectedly cute."

Kurosawa Hideaki's thoughts froze for a moment, and he looked back to where the voice came from.

Toru Amuro smiled and said, "I'll leave it to you from the members of the organization."

"Hmm." Kurosawa Hideaki lowered his head, looked at the cabin that could reach his feet in a few seconds, and pretended to remind inadvertently.

"Judging from the extent of the smell, I suspect that the bomb made by Yu Zecheng should be related to the friction time."

"The bomb should not use the traditional countdown method, but a device is installed inside, and it should explode when the Ferris wheel cabin carrying Curacao returns to the exit."

"That position had the most staff and caused the greatest commotion after the explosion. The members of the monitoring organization had already disembarked before the explosion, so it was easy to escape in the chaos..."

"I know, you are more worried about me than I thought." Toru Amuro paused, "When we first met, you were too lazy to explain any case content to me, let alone the information that I might have deduced .”

Again.

Kurosawa Hideaki ignored him, bent his legs and jumped down. When he landed, he sank his knees and released the strength without making any sound.

He looked up at Toru Amuro, who was still on top, and hummed softly.

He is also able to say this kind of provocative words with temptations, inciting people's hearts, and he is able to directly tell him that he likes it.

coward.

Just getting more and more angry.

Kurosawa Hideaki opened the emergency escape door, and grinned at the two members of the organization inside the cabin, "Hi~surprise~"

"You are--"

"Hush..." Kurosawa Hideaki held Beretta tightly and pointed at the man who spoke, "I'm not in a good mood right now, you better shut up."

He jumped down from the cabin roof, threw his legs out suddenly, and ruthlessly landed on another man's stomach.

The man was kicked away, hit the iron seat of the ferris wheel with his lower back, and collapsed to the ground after groaning in pain.

"Don't make small moves that can be seen at a glance in front of me." Kurosawa Hideaki didn't turn his gun, and didn't even look at the man lying on the ground, and said to the unlucky guy who was always pointed at by the gun, "Raise your hands Over your head, sit slowly and sit by the railing."

The man's cheeks trembled, and he sat down on the edge of the seat forbearance.

"Hand over all the communication equipment on your body." Kurosawa Hideaki walked up to the person lying on the ground, and stepped on the other side's knee joint that was pressed on the ground.

"Ah! Ah!!" The man who was lying on the ground as if unconscious just now screamed.

"Pretending to be dizzy?" Kurosawa Hideaki pushed hard with his heels, and the man's upper body immediately lifted up, like a fish bouncing on a cutting board.

When he was doing these actions, his eyes were locked on the other person, and the fear he brought to people was often much stronger than the thunderous attack.

No matter which of these two people can't hold on to compromise with him first, it can make the other shake.

"Don't step on it, it's about to break!" the man cried, "I'll hand it over!"

"you!"

Regardless of his companion's questioning, he raised his upper body slightly in the posture of being stepped on his knees, took out all the belongings in his pockets and threw them into the distance, and then took out the bottom of his pockets, "There is nothing, the gun is here! "

He drew a pocket gun from his hip.

Kurosawa Hideaki heard a roar from the throat of the group member who was pointed at by the gun.

It seems that this level is slightly higher.

If none of them surrender their guns, then they have a slight chance of winning.

But now, their chances of winning are zero, because——

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his hand to pick up the pocket gun, opened the safety, aimed at its former owner, and retracted the foot that stepped on the man's knee.

"sit up."

The member of the organization who took the lead from the heart cowered and hid in the corner of the Ferris wheel's cabin. He didn't even dare to sit on the chair that came with the Ferris wheel. He shrank on the floor between the corners of the Ferris wheel's bulkhead, wishing he could get together.

Kurosawa Hideaki took a few steps back, and after confirming the crosshairs of the two pistols, he said to the other person, "Stretch out your hand, stick it on the railing, straighten it! Stay away!"

The man took a deep breath, "Anyway, there is no chance. Instead of running back to the organization and being killed because the mission failed, it would be safer to be caught and spend the rest of your life in prison."

Kurosawa Hideaki unwrapped the handcuffs stolen from Toru Amuro, and fastened one end to the wrist of the organization member, and the other end to the railing.

"I don't know how the dishes in Japanese prisons are like these days? I will be very sad if there is no beef."

Kurosawa Hideaki:?

You have just been arrested, and you want to eat the food in the prison?

"Actually, I've been tired of this kind of life for a long time. Hey... I hope Officer Kurosawa can dismantle the organization soon, so that when I'm in prison, I don't have to worry about a sudden inmate or prison guard killing me."

Kurosawa Hideaki was speechless, feeling that using psychological tactics against them was an insult to tactics.

"I heard that the prison labor reform project in Kyoto prefecture grows cherry blossoms. It's very romantic. I want to go."

"Shut up!" Kurosawa Hideaki yelled unbearably, "The things in your head are noisy."

The would-be prisoner wearing the "silver bracelet" froze for a moment, "Can things in my head bother people?"

"Ah...Officer Kurosawa is unexpectedly a bit of a second grader. You don't think you have superpowers, do you?"

Kurosawa Hideaki:?

What did you say?I could have read minds!

He angrily pressed the pocket pistol against the man's cheek, wishing he could poke the barrel in, "I tell you—"

"Uh-"

A sharp shout from the next box interrupted Kurosawa Hideaki, who immediately put down his gun, went to the man sitting in the corner, took off his suit jacket, and tied his hands to the railing.

Then immediately poked his head out of the escape hatch to see the situation in the rear cabin.

The pod where Curacao sits is just past the apex.

Judging by James' expression, Toru Amuro probably hasn't been able to open the escape door yet.

The increasingly stinky smell made Kurosawa Hideaki unable to hold his breath.

Through the frosted glass, he saw Curacao hugging his head, curled up on the chair in pain, and James sat on the side motionless.

It seems that Curacao has regained his memory.

"Has Curacao recovered his memory?" The member of the organization with one hand in handcuffs looked at Kurosawa Hideaki expectantly.

"Ah."

"Great!" He showed a relieved smile, "In this way, Police Officer Kurosawa can obtain more comprehensive information, speed up the demise of the organization, and make him feel more at ease in the prison!"

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

Thank you for being so considerate of me, but honestly it's not necessary.

He was a little worried about Zero, and wanted to go to the Curacao cabin to have a look.

Of the two members of the organization, one has zero guts and is still shivering in the corner, and the other is already dreaming about the old-age life of planting trees in the prison.

Nothing would happen if they were left alone here.

The distance between the cabin and the ground is getting closer and closer. If it is as expected, the bomb on the cabin where Curacao is located will soon explode.

Although Zero's bomb disposal level is not top-notch, it is by no means bad.

He has not been able to open the hatch so far, most likely because he has encountered some problem that cannot be solved alone.

Kurosawa Hideaki made a decisive decision, turned around and said to the "quasi-prisoners" below: "Be honest, if you behave well, I will send you to the prison in Kyoto to plant cherry blossoms."

"Yes!"

Hideaki Kurosawa threw the man's excited voice behind his head, jumped out of the emergency exit, stood on the outside of the cabin, jumped, grabbed the railing and stopped, let go after the cabin arrived here, and landed on Toru Amuro. behind.

"Aki?" Toru Amuro turned his head to confirm his identity, and then immediately looked at the half-dismantled bomb in his hand, "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried that someone can't do it alone." Kurosawa Hideaki squatted down in front of the bomb, almost fell to the ground due to the stench.

"Is Sawajo Yu a normal pervert? He doesn't understand the aesthetics of bombs at all!"

"What's the aesthetics of the bomb?" After Amuro finished speaking, he bit the handle of the knife and looked intently at the intricate wiring under his hand.

"Different types of perverts have different aesthetics for bombs." Kurosawa Hideaki wrinkled his nose, "It's not always the smell that is beautiful, I think it's not that Sawajo Yu didn't think about solving the smell produced by this material when it exploded." smell, but he is too poor, so he can't solve it. Yellow cut."

Toru Amuro grabbed the yellow thread and cut it with the saber in his mouth. "The structure of the bomb is the same as what you said. It is indeed detonated by friction. Just stop the gear in the glass bottle in the middle."

"The last thread should be this." He said, pointing to the steel wire that tied the escape hatch. "If someone opens the door, this thread will be pulled off directly, and the friction will instantly speed up."

"Hmm." Hideaki Kurosawa sat cross-legged in front of Toru Amuro, resting his chin and staring at his focused expression, and said while lost in thought, "That's right, continue to disassemble."

"It took me a lot of time to figure this out. I just started dismantling the bomb. If it was you, you would be able to see the problem in about 30 seconds." Toru Amuro lowered his head.

Kurosawa Hideaki watched the hair swirl on the top of his head, and the heat suddenly poured down from the top of his head.

He was so hot that he could only pull out the other half of the shirt that was tucked into his trousers, letting the night wind from the Ferris wheel blow it in.

The blue copper wire broke, followed by red, black, purple, orange.

The grinding sound of the saber cutting the copper wire corresponded to the heartbeat.

Zero's eyelashes are pretty.

The nose is also very straight, the lip shape is also good-looking, and the appearance of working hard is also very good-looking.

His mind froze a bit, and the beautiful fonts of various fonts jumped around in his mind.

"—Okay." Toru Amuro cut the thread that locked the escape door, and opened the door, "Didn't you want to say three words to let Curacao go with you? You can say it now."

Kurosawa Hideaki suddenly came back to his senses, and looked down at the small window that only one person could pass through.

Seeing Bourbon's face, Curacao froze for a moment, "You really..."

"It's an undercover agent."

"Don't listen to the Japanese public security. The conditions given by our FBI will be better. As long as you tell us the information about the organization, we will arrange the most comfortable accommodation for you."

"The most comfortable prison."

"The most comprehensive care service."

"The most comprehensive surveillance."

Curacao gave James a sideways glance, and before he could sneer, he heard the young master of the police station who made a good first impression above his head say.

"My brother is Gin. He is an undercover agent sent by the official Italian intelligence organization and Mafia Air."

As soon as the words fell, Curacao suddenly turned his head and met his gaze.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised the corner of his lips, glanced at James with a slight complacency, coughed lightly, and continued: "I am the quasi-heir of Air."

He continued non-stop, "I have a VIP card for this aquarium. If you follow me, you can ride the Ferris wheel with Conan and the others as many times as you want, and I will pay for it. Of course, there is no problem if you want to shoot magazines in the future. "

Kurosawa Hideaki stretched out his hand downwards, with a smile of victory on his face.

Are you coming?

Be a good guy in the mafia this time, the kind of cop who is sure to be liked by kids, cool and handsome, and also regarded as a role model and aspirational object.