Me dressed as a gin brother

After Kurosawa Hideaki finished his gestures, he looked eagerly at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Compared with Jiang Gu Ling, who had a clear voice and purpose, Jing Guang seemed a little angrier.

strangeness……

why is he angry

Kurosawa Hideaki recalled what he had said during the live broadcast, and couldn't find anything that could anger Zhu Fujingguang.

Forget it.

It is not much time until [-] o'clock in the evening, so it is more important for Toru Amuro to calm down and deal with the criminals who planted bombs.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Fugu Ling.

[Time is running out, it will take about 1 minute to walk from here to the nearest phone booth. 】

[Go quickly. 】

Kurosawa Hideaki stretched out his hand and gently pushed Toru Amuro, pushing him away from the door of the master bedroom.

Amuro was pushed back a step.

He tilted his head, and his gaze easily passed Kurosawa Hideaki's shoulder and landed on the chaotic bed.

The scuffed sheets and quilts piled up near the back of the bed had nothing to do with how tidy he had made it in the morning.

Just looking at this scene, you can roughly guess how many laps Kurosawa Hideaki rolled on it.

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately understood this look, he moved a step sideways, and before he could cover the other party's sight, the ruthless Mr. Public Security immediately turned and left without hesitation.

Xiu Ming:?

Although I didn't mean it when I rolled, why don't you feel shy at all?

He snorted softly, and when Toru Amuro walked away, he closed the door heavily, then took out his mobile phone, walked to the coffee table, plugged in the power cord, and opened the software connected to Toru Amuro's body camera and bug.

A clear picture appears on the screen immediately.

Takada took a breath, "This surveillance equipment is so advanced! Our police usually don't use such extravagant things."

"Really?" Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head and glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang who had not spoken from the beginning to the end, and quietly reached out and grabbed the porcelain plate of cheesecake on the coffee table and dragged it towards him.

"In addition to developing the pharmaceutical industry, Renye Karasuma is also developing the computer industry and various smart hardware devices. For Renye Karasuma, who has limited mobility and needs to lie down and control Japan, good monitoring and wiretapping equipment is very necessary."

Takada Ken: "Huh?"

Obsessive-compulsive disorder: "So, this, actually, is Ura, Maru Ren, yeah?"

"Yeah." Kurosawa Hideaki successfully pulled a whole piece of cheesecake in front of him, smiled happily and complacently, "My informant stole it for me, is he good?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

No one has ever understood elder brother's surveillance in such a straightforward, fresh and refined way.

"It's amazing." Takada Ken, who didn't know the truth, said.

"Hmm." Obsessive-compulsive disorder echoed.

Kurosawa Hideaki showed an expression that you really have discernment. He stared at the shortening distance between the camera and the phone booth, and absently raised his jaw to signal Takada Ken and OCD to take the cake on the table.

"Do you want to eat it? Zero made it, and I still have a refrigerator."

Takada Ken: Do you think I look like I can eat it?

Didn't you notice that those cheesecakes you took out were the only ones you moved?

May I ask which policeman can still eat after seeing your live broadcast just now?

This is cheesecake, not blood pressure pills.

Kurosawa Hideaki listened to Takada Ken's endless chatter in his heart, and after eating his own in two or three bites, he raised his hand and pulled the portion left for Takada Ken, "Since you can't eat, then I will help you solve it."

"I just said so much, I'm hungry."

"Are you eating?" Kurosawa Hideaki looked at OCD.

The young man looked at Takata, then at Zhu Fu Jingguang's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and finally smiled awkwardly, holding up the last piece in Kurosawa Hideaki's accusing eyes.

"Team leader, I made it. In the future, if I don't have a chance, I will eat it."

The obsessive-compulsive disorder has neat sentences and quick movements, eating half of it in one bite, without giving Kurosawa Hideaki any chance.

"Excellent intelligence personnel must learn to read the face of the speaker."

OCD while chewing and thinking.

"I didn't expect the team leader to make delicious cakes, as expected of a waiter in a coffee shop."

"Well, a coffee shop clerk who can't make cheesecake is not a good undercover police officer."

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

Unexpectedly, this obsessive-compulsive disorder didn't speak very quickly, but his inner voice was smooth and active.

jingle! ! !

A loud and abrupt electric ringtone came from the phone.

Zhu Fu Jingguang tensed his body reflexively, almost bouncing off the sofa.

The sound of the electric bell is almost exactly the same as that of an emergency call.

At the same time, the images on the surveillance camera trembled violently.

Kurosawa Hideaki frowned.

what happened?

Could it be that the prisoner asked Jiang Gu Ling to go to the public telephone booth to make contact so that Jiang Gu Ling could listen to the electric ringtone when the public telephone rang, and confirm his physical reaction the moment he heard the ringtone in the surveillance outside the telephone booth?

Kurosawa Hideaki took a bite of the cake that he didn't finish chewing, raised his hand to turn up the speaker of the phone to the maximum, leaned forward slightly, in order to see all the information exposed on the 6.5-inch screen.

despair.

The handset of the public phone was unplugged, and the spiral-shaped telescopic cord hung down in front of the camera.

"Hello?" Jiang Gu Ling's voice sounded.

"You don't look in any hurry, Mr. Amuro."

The sound-changing electronic sound with current and some distortion comes out of the speaker.

"I guess you're not going to just tell me where the other bomb is."

In the picture, the telescopic cord of the phone that almost covered the camera was pulled away.

Then the screen changed, and Kurosawa Hideaki saw the screen outside the public telephone booth.

The glass is still clean, and the camera clearly captured the surveillance camera hidden in the tree facing the phone booth.

"Smart." The distorted voice joked, "Who made your lights so high-profile? He didn't think about you at all during the live broadcast."

"Really?" Amuro asked.

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled, and swallowed the mouthful of cheesecake.

Zero will ask this question, which means that the other party believes that he has considered everyone's situation when he broadcasts live.

The prisoner on the other side of the phone obviously didn't expect Toru Amuro to ask directly.

The unplanned reply made him lose his rhythm, and he had to stop and adjust.

After a few seconds, the voice sounded again.

"Dong Il, if you can solve Dong Il, I will tell you the location of the first bomb."

Kurosawa Hideaki narrowed his eyes.

To his ears, this sentence was equivalent to saying: I am a person in an anonymous chat room, and Dongri has a bad relationship with me, and I can't understand him.

Toru Amuro was still circling, "I'm just an ordinary waiter, how could I know where Tori is?"

"Huh!" A loud humming sound came from the speaker, "Would your lamp leave you?"

Toru Amuro fell silent, and for a moment only the sound of his breathing remained in the bug.

Takada Ken put his hands on his knees, with a sensible and well-behaved face.

There are no idiots sitting in this room, although he and compulsion... are not.

Although he and Aoki are not as smart as Mr. Kurosawa, they still can't fail to understand that the words just now are forcing Toru Amuro to stand in line.

Either show their distaste for Kurosawa Hideaki, show that he is a mafia, and the two have ended their relationship in the photo and turned their faces.

Either admit that he is an undercover lurking in the organization, who is originally a policeman.

The former will not get more news, and the latter may anger Rum, who is already extremely angry.

Anything you choose is wrong.

How would Jiang Guling respond?

Kurosawa Hideaki was also curious.

He looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, and the sullenness on his face had been replaced by worry.

"Jing Guang, I doubt that this prisoner will post Zero's answer on the Internet."

"why?"

"This kind of persecution can only be effective if it is released to let everyone know. If Zero says he is a mafia, he will definitely be besieged by public opinion that has just been aroused by anger. Amuro Toru's identity will be invalidated immediately. The identity of the intelligence officer is exposed. In the end, all tasks will be exposed to the eyes of passers-by, even if he survives this time, he will still struggle in the organization."

"If zero admits that I will help with the investigation, it is tantamount to admitting to being an undercover agent, then we can only pray that the cooperation agreement between the criminals and the organization on the other side of the phone is not strong, and they are likely to retreat like Ireland, otherwise they will play enough. Detonate all the bombs immediately after that."

"But if the call is not made public, everything I said will not be true. Zero can lie as much as he wants."

"Although many prisoners are pitifully stupid, there are different types of fish. Not all of them are cute little goldfish."

Takada Ken swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In this way, it is better to choose the second option. Although it may be life-threatening, at least it will not tarnish the image of the police.

But the problem is-

Could Mr. Furuya realize that his phone conversation with the criminal will be made public?

If he realized it, would he be willing to gamble with his life?

--"you're right."

The picture on the screen drops slightly.

Toru Amuro leaned back and leaned against the glass of the phone booth, "My light will not abandon me."

"...If you can't solve Dongri, then the first bomb will be detonated at noon tomorrow."

The prisoner's voice was a little stiff.

Obviously.

Toru Amuro's reaction exceeded his expectations.

They have already confirmed that Toru Amuro is a public security policeman, but they lack conclusive evidence.

According to this speculation, they are almost sure that Toru Amuro would choose to protect his undercover mission without knowing that the call would be made public, instead of choosing to admit the unwarranted ambiguous relationship.

What went wrong?

"I see." Toru Amuro hung up the phone calmly, and let out a slow and long breath.

The moment the other party said that sentence, he realized that the recording of the call would be made public.

Since it's going to be made public, it's a big bet.

Thanks to Kurosawa Hideaki for setting a good example, letting him make such a decision without any hesitation.

Kurosawa Hideaki held the remaining cheesecake beside him, staring blankly at the still moving screen on the phone.

What Zero said just now circulated in his mind:

"You are right, my lamp will not forsake me."

"My beacon..."

"mine……"

No, no!

Kurosawa Hideaki shook his head vigorously, shaking Zero's voice when he said this sentence out of his head.

This is just a means for Zero to secure his identity as a servant in an ordinary coffee shop.

He emphasized that the ambiguous relationship between the two is to carry out undercover missions when necessary.

He is utilitarian!

Kurosawa Hideaki regained his senses and scraped the shattered cake into his mouth. Before he could swallow it, he saw Toru Amuro who opened the door to change his shoes.

The other party glanced at the coffee table.

"Three empty plates and one used spoon, did you eat all of them?"

Kurosawa Hideaki withdrew his gaze, lowered the corners of his lips, and thought confidently: This time it doesn't count.

After thinking about it, he put down the porcelain plate and spoon in his hand, signed firmly and quickly in sign language: [It's me, what's wrong? 】

"Ha ha."

As soon as An Shitou frowned, Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed twice.

Not good!

How can someone be angry and stop being angry halfway through, and then get angry again after stopping for a while?

Unreasonable, right?

What is the reason again this time?

Because he ate three cheesecakes?

What's wrong with cheesecake?

Never mind, let's change the subject first.

"About Dong Ri, there should be news from the Police Department. Let's call Chief Kuroda to confirm the current situation."