Me dressed as a gin brother

"It should be a hallucinogen." Kurosawa Hideaki whispered, "This hallucinogen emits a sweet fragrance above 35 degrees, and the one you played just now accelerated its volatilization. Slow down the breathing rate and stay away from the crowd .”

Kurosawa Hideaki dragged Amuro Toru to the base of the wall, where he could clearly see the whole banquet hall.

The doors and windows of the entire banquet hall are tightly closed, forming an airtight and airtight space.

The central air conditioner, which was still running just now, had stopped at some point, and the carbon dioxide in the air gradually increased, starting to produce a feeling of suffocation.

Kurosawa Hideaki saw that several people picked up the paper in their hands and smelled it, and then showed a very happy expression.

The smell of this hallucinogen can stimulate the brain and make people have an illusion. At first, it is a sweet smell, but gradually, people will smell the sweet smell that they want to smell the most. smell.

It may be the unique scent of a lover.

Probably my favorite dish.

If he smelled it at this time, he should be able to smell the strong aroma of coffee.

These most "wanted" smells will gradually occupy all the senses, making those who smell him forget the initial sweetness.

In this stage, people will devour the hallucinogen with great hunger and thirst, and after inhaling a certain amount, they will produce strong hallucinations.

There are cases abroad where one's own son was beaten to death because of taking this hallucinogen.

The inmate even mistook his 11-year-old son for a vicious dog.

"We seem to have found a way to organize and control government officials." Kurosawa Hideaki murmured.

His brother really gave him a big gift.

"It's just hallucinogens? Hallucinogens are not enough to make many congressmen condone crimes. Although this thing is addictive, it is relatively easy to quit, and it will not achieve long-term control effects." Amuro looked at those who had already started to smell their fingers. The guests frowned.

"Do you want to take action?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked, before Amuro Toru answered, "You can't move, you are performing an undercover mission, and taking action means actively exposing yourself. To be honest, I don't have the confidence to be among 100 lunatics." Save you."

"I can't either, sorry." Kurosawa Hideaki quickly hooked his lower lip, "I'm too curious about what will happen next, of course I can make these 98 people leave this manor intact, but this is not a good idea. Easy leads also disappear."

"Nagai Takashi's purpose is also unknown, you don't want to do this either, right?"

Amuro let out a soft breath, "Yes."

When the police should use unscrupulous means, they will use unscrupulous means. Kurosawa Hideaki is right.

After being silent for a while, the host in suit and leather shoes finally felt that the time was almost up, and he said passionately, "Most people must have understood these prompts, and those who make the final answer according to the prompts will be able to get the host's gift for everyone." A gift of one billion yen is prepared! Then, please enjoy the three-day holiday happily, and see you~"

Judging from the expression, it doesn't look like a lie.

Kurosawa Hideaki asked reluctantly: "What do you see in that bunch of things?"

There is no way, he needs someone to read the questions to him, even if he can't understand the questions, let alone figure out the answer.

Amuro widened his eyes in novelty, "You don't know? The police have requirements for computers, right?"

"Whispering!" Kurosawa Hideaki lowered his voice and roared softly, "I was put in the wrong place, the Metropolitan Police Department needed me, and the police didn't need me at all. I put it in the police station."

"Those people installed three cameras in my police office, and all three were facing me!"

Amuro Toru didn't know what was going on, but he heard a little grievance from this sentence.

"That's why the officer put your office on the same floor as his. He is afraid that those people will find opportunities to hurt you?"

"Yes, so there are still many good people in the public security." Kurosawa Hideaki muttered, "I really can't think of what kind of person would betray their beliefs."

The public security in Japan is basically equivalent to the CIA in the United States. Those who enter the public security are required to be absolutely loyal to the motherland.

Once an undercover agent appears inside, the consequences will be disastrous.

"What is that string of codes?" Kurosawa Hideaki urged, "Tell me quickly."

"It should be the basic code of an undeveloped software. It involves computer upgrades. The direction should be information cracking. I don't know if there is more." Amuro shrugged, "After all, I learned encrypted information cracking, isn't it? develop software."

Kurosawa Hideaki let out a breath slowly, and murmured, "Actually, you can't understand the question very well, you can understand the words, but you don't know what they mean when you put them together..."

Toru Amuro: This metaphor is quite apt.

"Tsk, grab Itakura Taku." Kurosawa Hideaki swept across the people in the hall.

"If someone has to be rescued from this place, I'll choose Itakura Taku, who probably has clues to the organization."

The question now is, where is Takumi Itakura?

"Let's act separately." Kurosawa Hideaki said decisively, "After the central air conditioner is turned off, the concentration of hallucinogens in the indoor air has obviously increased. After 3 minutes at most, those hallucinogens will start to completely volatilize. There's also inhalation at the very edge, and we have to stay awake all the time."

Kurosawa Hideaki tapped the watch on his wrist, "Let's check the time, it's 12:45:52 pm Tokyo time."

"Same." Toru Amuro raised his wrist, causing the metal strap to collide with Hideaki Kurosawa's, "Exactly."

He undid the hidden buckle on the holster, "I'll start from the west, you'll go east."

"Well, in 3 minutes, we will meet at the exit regardless of whether we find anyone." Kurosawa Hideaki put his hand in his pocket, took out the cotton handkerchief that he carried with him, tore it in half with the corner of the table, picked up the dining car and prepared of mint water to fully soak it.

"Don't wring it out. If you smell something you like in the air, cover your mouth and nose with it immediately. Okay, see you in two minutes and 45 seconds."

"Amuro took the half-soaked handkerchief, "See you in two minutes and 42 seconds. "

The sweet aroma of hallucinogens in the hall became more and more intense, Kurosawa Hideaki frowned tightly, searching for Itakura Taku in the crowd.

That cautious man is smart and knows how to avoid other people's eyes. He should not be near the host. According to his personality, corners and walls can make him feel more secure.

Because when the back is close to the wall, there is no need to worry about someone sneaking behind you.

Kurosawa Hideaki searched along the wall, but he didn't see Itakura Takuo.

He raised his hand and looked at the time. There were 30 seconds left, not enough to search again.

Has Itakura Zhuo already left the banquet hall?

Kurosawa Hideaki tried to push the window at hand, and the huge European-style window remained motionless and locked tightly.

If Nagai Takashi’s goal is to let the participants, such as them, be completely under the influence of hallucinogens, then not only will the windows and central air conditioner not be opened for a certain period of time, even the exit door should be closed.

Itakura Zhuo had no reason to leave.

With 15 seconds left, Kurosawa Hideaki faintly smelled something unique in the air.

He was taken aback, isn't it the smell of coffee?

This aroma turned out to be the smell of the filet steak when I was eating with my brother that day.

The smell of steak is also mixed with this strong aroma of cheese, reminding him of the pre-dinner bag that was not late that day.

Kurosawa Hideaki is a little greedy for these flavors, because it obviously reminds people of happy memories.

But these were all false, he calmly picked up the half handkerchief soaked in mint water and covered his mouth and nose, the cold mint smell immediately woke up his mind.

I can't stay any longer, I have to leave immediately.

He arrived at the appointed place with three seconds left, and Toru Amuro was already there.

Kurosawa Hideaki said in a low voice: "I don't have it over there, he should have gone out."

"It's the same over there, but..." Toru Amuro pressed the doorknob and pushed, "The door is locked, how can Itakura Taku get out?"

"Look." Kurosawa Hideaki reached out and pressed the metal edge under the doorknob, then pushed lightly, and a code board was exposed, "Code lock, Itakura is a genius in the computer field, he should have hacked it, look here."

Kurosawa Hideaki pointed to the USB port on the blind spot of Toru Amuro's field of vision, motioning for him to come over and take a look. There were two or three brand new silver-white scratches on it.

"This is proof that he used a USB cracker in a panic, will you crack this, Mr. Public Security?"

Because of the hallucinogen, Amuro Yoshiaki felt that his heartbeat was speeding up rapidly.

That means they have less and less time, but...

"The portable deciphering program I bring is only suitable for computers. Who would carry a decipher with a usb cable?"

"It seems that I have to come." Kurosawa Hideaki blinked lightly at Toru Amuro, and now he is probably a magician who just took a divination class in the eyes of ordinary people.

Kurosawa Hideaki pressed the handkerchief to his nose and began to think.

According to Nagai Takashi's character and behavior, what password will he use?

First of all, he is arrogant and claims to be smart, so the password will not be too simple.

Judging from the password of the invitation letter he used, this congressman understands the most basic Morse code and binary.

The invitation was full of show-off and provocation.

This kind of person tends to put key information where everyone can see it.

Because he firmly believed that even if he directly presented the answer, no one would see that it was the correct answer.

This kind of cognition and action will bring great satisfaction to Nagai Takashi.

Kurosawa Hideaki once again recalled all the details of the scenes in the venue that may be full of passwords, and after making sure that there were no omissions, he took out the brass cigarette case in his pocket.

With his movements, the smell of filet steak became stronger and stronger. Kurosawa Hideaki shook his head, opened the cigarette case, and got the answer from the long and thin cigarettes inside——

321231615

He quickly entered these numbers into the code board, and when he turned the doorknob again, the door opened with a sound.

The two went out through the opened gap sideways. Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the alarm connected to the lock cylinder, and finally closed the door.

The thick European-style door cut off the strong smell of hallucinogens. Kurosawa Hideaki wrung out the water from the handkerchief, put it in his pocket, and asked casually, "What's that smell you smell?"

"It's hard to describe." Amuro revealed a rather nostalgic expression, "But you should have smelled that smell, it belongs to the unique smell of the police academy, the smell is the strongest in the morning training, and it doesn't smell very good, but once you smell it It reminds me of that time.”

Kurosawa Hideaki paused, noticing that Toru Amuro was in a low mood, he answered the words calmly, "It really doesn't smell very good. What I smell is filet mignon, it's really delicious. Sure enough, I can't eat it It is the most fragrant."