Me dressed as a gin brother

The heart is beating hard.

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the person sitting in the driver's seat.

"Fasten your seat belt, master." Madeira started the engine, "Of course, if you regret sitting in the co-pilot, you can also choose to sit in the back seat before the car starts."

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the rearview mirror, and made a decision a second before his elder brother met his gaze, "I'll change positions."

He quickly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the rear door and got in. The whole process took less than eight seconds.

Anyway, it's my own car, so it's up to me where I want to sit?

The unique and deep sound of the Porsche engine sounded, and when the scenery outside the window changed from the dark gray-blue walls of the police hospital to the empty sidewalks at night, Kurosawa Hideaki finally found a topic.

"How's the vodka now?"

"Him?" There was sarcasm in Gin Jiu's voice, "You—"

"——I think that Vodka is a good subordinate of yours, so I added his name to the undercover list. If he is really an undercover agent, then he is not good enough to lurk by your side. You can take this opportunity Get out of his surveillance."

Kurosawa Hideaki quickly cut off Gin's words, and said in one breath: "If he is not an undercover agent, you can also give him an option other than following the organization... I think that if you have been in the organization for so long, if there is another The more trustworthy person, that should be vodka..."

"I don't want you because..."

Saddened by the betrayal of his subordinates.

"Hmm..." Kurosawa Hideaki puffed his cheeks, unable to say such a provocative word for a long time.

"It's just... I don't want you not to experience the fun of belonging to the Mafia in Er because no one is useful. There are also many people in the Varian assassination unit managed by Pengelie's second-in-command."

He paused, then quickly glanced sideways at Gin's face, "It is said that Ai'er is from Pengo Lie's brother family, and we want to have what others have."

Gin was silent for tens of seconds, "Although Reborn said that you have graduated, I think you should go to him and help you practice your language organization skills."

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

"Haha."

I didn't expect such a serious person like Gin to make jokes.

His laughter faded away under Gin's gaze.

Oops.

Brother doesn't seem to be joking...

"Sir, the young master is just a little bit shy." Madeira yelled out to Kurosawa Hideaki, "This is precisely what is cute. Don't worry, this will not happen when he talks to other people."

The muscles around Hideaki Kurosawa's cheeks bulged. What does it mean to be "a little shy"?

impossible!When talking to Gin Jiu, it is more tactful because I want to take care of my brother's face!

Not because of shyness at all!

But he could not refute Madeira loudly.

Gin was still sitting on the side, if he said it, wouldn't his brother's face be taken care of?

Kurosawa Hideaki felt that he had suffered from being dumb, and leaned against the back of the rear seat sullenly and yawned.

"Go home and have dinner before going to bed." Gin said suddenly.

Kurosawa Hideaki suddenly opened his eyes that were about to close, tried to stare wide at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, and suddenly heard his brother laugh.

He leaned his forehead against the glass of the Porsche to stay awake, but his consciousness came and went, and by the time he came back he was home.

He blinked tiredly, got out of the car slowly, opened the door and stepped into the hallway, when he bent over to change his shoes, he caught a glimpse of a pair of shoes with a very strange size.

A bit old, but the owner of the shoe loves it.With frequent brushing, the crease where the toe meets the ball of the foot has been well cared for and doesn't look shabby.

The sweat smell in the leather shoes is a bit heavy, and the owner of these shoes has been walking outside for at least three days.

For shoes of this size, the owner's height is generally between 173-178.

Comprehensive yardage and stroke judgment.

These shoes... are from vodka.

Vodka, actually in his house?

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head and glanced at Gin, who looked as usual.

He dawdled to change his shoes, and before he could figure out what to ask, a man in only a shirt came out from behind the entrance.

"Is it over? Brother."

Kurosawa Hideaki stared at the man's face, thinking that he would not admit his mistake when the thing turned into ashes.

Besides vodka, who else in this world would call Brother Gin in this tone?

Kurosawa Hideaki wasn't sleepy at all, with one hand on his hip, he blocked the gin at the entrance, and said with his chin raised, "I'm done, what do you want?"

Vodka first glanced at Gin's face, and saw that the person didn't say a word, before answering, "It's nothing...just...the rice is ready."

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

ha?

He reached for the vodka, walked quickly to the dining table, and saw several plates of pasta on it.

Very ordinary spaghetti, topped with black pepper beef sauce, cut into large pieces of fried beef sticks on the noodles, it looks surprisingly good.

Kurosawa Hideaki just filled his stomach with a cheesecake and started gurgling again.

Can't!Fight for it!

Not everyone who cooks is eligible to be eaten by him!

Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out a chair, sat on it and leaned back halfway, looking at Vodka, who was a little nervous, "Do you still need to wear sunglasses indoors?"

Vodka glanced at the gin and saw that the other party sat down at the main seat with a calm expression, picked up a fork and prepared to eat as if he hadn't seen his predicament, and knew that he was destined to become Xiao Kuozawa's toy today.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing eyes that didn't match his appearance.

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

"It's not pretty, you should take it with you."

Vodka: ...

Row.

"What's your name?" Kurosawa Hideaki didn't intend to let him go like this, "Tell me your real name."

"Uozuka Saburo."

"Your family still has Erlang?" He propped his chin and looked at the man who was a bit cramped, and when the tip of his tongue reached the front of the roof of his mouth and was about to open his mouth to answer, he suddenly said: "Forget it, it's not important."

"Do you know why you are at my house?"

Vodka: "Because you plot against me!"

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't raise his eyebrows, "Is that what you think? Am I plotting against you?"

Vodka: ?

"How does he know what I'm thinking?"

"No, sir."

Saburo Uozuka thought one thing in his head, but said another thing with his mouth.

Kurosawa Hideaki sneered, "So, originally you didn't intend to be loyal to my brother, but now it's just a stopgap measure?"

Cold sweat oozed from Vodka's forehead.

You can't talk nonsense!

Big brother didn't even eat the noodles!

Vodka's Adam's apple rolled once on the slightly thick neck, and he said with his hands behind his back: "I have already chosen the person I am loyal to."

"So you're not an undercover agent?"

With the aroma of black pepper lingering at the tip of his nose, Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the pasta at hand, and then glanced again.

"I……"

"clatter--"

The slight sound of the porcelain plate colliding with the table drew everyone's attention.

- A dollop of cheese mayonnaise.

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes climbed up along the fingers clasping the edge of the porcelain plate, and met Gin's eyes.

"Have a meal."

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at Vodka again, and warned him fiercely in his heart: Go to sleep in the warehouse!

He turned around in silence, poured a whole dish of cheese sauce into the pasta with a straight face, stirred it viciously with a fork, and then rolled up a lump and stuffed it into his mouth, pretending to be chewing vodka bones.

We must find a time for this thing to change the title of "Big Brother"!

As a subordinate, there is too little sense of distance!How undignified!

Vodka took two steps back, bypassed Kurosawa Hideaki, went to the dining table from the place farthest from him, and sat in the farthest corner.

It's not cowardly, but sitting at the same table as a mafia and the beacon of the police is still a little scary.

It felt like he was having his head cut off, and in the next second he would be sent to the electric chair to choose one of the heavens and be sent away directly.

The eldest brother seems to be very composed, as expected of the eldest brother.

Kurosawa Hideaki:?

He squeezed the spoon tightly, so angry that he wanted to stick the spoon on the vodka's skull.

Damn it, he shouldn't have gotten vodka out of the organization for gin, no matter whether he is an undercover agent of another organization, he should go to jail with the organization!

Holding back his breath, he swallowed the pasta without chewing it. After eating, he quickly went upstairs, closed the door, took a shower, threw himself on the bed, rolled around on the pillow, and vented his anger. kicked the extra pillow to the floor.

There are a lot of empty rooms at home, which vodka will my brother give?

If he knew it earlier, he brought Curacao back. Why can vodka live at home, and his future subordinate Curacao has to sleep in a hotel?

No.

Let Curacao check out tomorrow!

Damn vodka!

Kurosawa Hideaki knelt on the bed and punched the pillow a few times, then pressed the pillow against the back of the bed, pinched the middle and slapped it a few times.

"Humph!"

He snorted heavily, raised his hand and pulled the thin blanket to wrap himself up, and fell asleep in the next second.

"Master? It's eight o'clock, please get up."

Kurosawa Hideaki pulled up the thin blanket irritably until it covered his head.

But the summer blanket was really short, and when it was pulled up to cover the head, the soles of the feet were exposed.

He had to lift his legs up and hide under the blanket.

"Master, Mr. Kazami called just now and said that Zecheng Yu had woken up, why don't you interrogate him?"

Madeira's deep voice drilled into the eardrums through the gaps in the quilt enchantment, penetrating everywhere.

Kurosawa Hideaki rolled in annoyance.

"There are still guests at home, do you want to lie in bed in front of your brother's subordinates?"

Kurosawa Hideaki opened his eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt and sat up.

"Vodka? What about others?"

Madeira suppressed a smile, "He went out. You said yesterday that he was not good-looking, which seemed to make him a little concerned. He decided to go to the shopping street to change his image."

"……Oh."

cheated.

In fact, you don't need to cover your head with a quilt to avoid being deceived, but Madeira is too loud when waking people up.

"What about brother?"

"Sir, I have a task today, and I have already gone out." Madeira squatted down, grabbed Kurosawa Hideaki's foot that was about to step on the floor, and stuffed it into the slippers found in the corner of the room, "Pay attention to your health, my young master."

He paused, "Because you seem to be dissatisfied with the shirt I found for you yesterday, you have to match the clothes yourself today. I hope that when you come back in the evening, your clothes will be in a relatively complete state."

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at him, stood up and opened the closet, muttering softly, "It's not up to me."

Madeira tilted her head with a smile, "What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything." Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out a silk white shirt from the closet and lied calmly, "You heard wrong."