Me dressed as a gin brother

Still want to run?

"The meeting doesn't start until eight o'clock." Kurosawa Hideaki reminded vaguely, "It's only 6:12."

Time is not tense at all, you can walk back.

"If you take a shortcut, it only takes 5 minutes to walk from [-]-chome to [-]-chome."

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at Toru Amuro expectantly, wishing he could write "We are together" on his left cheek and "Take a shortcut" on his right cheek.I don't want to run anyway.

"actually……"

You can go separately.

"You want to separate." Kurosawa Hideaki immediately picked up on Toru Amuro's hesitation, "I see."

He lowered his eyelids to avoid Toru Amuro's sight, "I'll just walk back by myself."

I wonder if Jing Guang would like to make an extra breakfast...

Forget it.

At this stage, it's better not to get too close to Jingguang. It's a matter of two people eating breakfast alone. It's a matter of time. At worst, he will go to the convenience store to buy rice balls to eat.

Anyway, Amuro wanted to get rid of him, so he definitely didn't want to let him have another breakfast.

Kurosawa Hideaki wrinkled his nose, and emphasized again in a low voice: "I know."

"If you don't chase it, you will really lose it."

Li Baoen looked at the back of Kurosawa Hideaki leaving, "It is said that he has a friend who is living in 303, and he is also a patient with mental illness who he has treated. Generally speaking, this kind of patient is easy to feel migratory towards the doctor, and even fall in love with each other."

"You don't need to use this method." Tosu Amuro straightened his expression and looked at Libaun, "Who are you? What's the purpose of staying by Kurosawa's side?"

"There is no special purpose. I am just his tutor. According to his sponsor, my duty is to help Kurosawa Hideaki form a complete and mature personality, and train him to be an excellent heir with all-round development."

"Heir?" Toru Amuro thought of the luxurious villa in Mihuacho [-]-chome.

Kurosawa Hideaki's sponsor seems to be very kind to him, and it is not impossible to make him the heir of the property with all his strength.

"The light is green." Li Baoen looked at Kurosawa Hideaki, who had already started to cross the zebra crossing. "My suggestion is fair competition. Active retreat is not what a policeman should do."

"Really?" Toru Amuro lifted up the hair hanging in front of his eyes, revealing half of his smooth forehead, "Although I don't agree with what you said to me alone before, it is undeniable that I don't want to lose this friend."

He crossed the guardrail and zebra crossing, hooked Kurosawa Hideaki's shoulder, and asked with a smile under the surprised gaze of the other party: "Do you want to come to my house for breakfast? I made tea bowl steamed and steamed plum cakes this morning. After so long, mushrooms and minced meat It should be tasty."

Prunes have always been a very magical food.

When Kurosawa Hideaki heard the steamed plum cake, his cheeks involuntarily turned sour.

Ben, originally planned to forgive this undercover gentleman who arbitrarily wanted to draw a line with him tomorrow.

But for the sake of his good attitude of admitting mistakes, it is not impossible to shorten this time to 1 minute.

"...Steamed plum cake." Kurosawa Hideaki pursed his lips and murmured.

Toru Amuro: "Huh?"

"Two pieces of steamed plum cake are enough." Kurosawa Hideaki blinked his eyes lightly, and then said confidently, "Two pieces are not enough, I will eat cheese tart in the future! Mayonnaise pizza! Cheese cuttlefish!"

His voice of declaring the name of the dish gradually became more confident, and then he found that Toru Amuro had withdrawn the hand hooked on his shoulder at some point.

ah?Could it be that there are too many dishes, making Mr. Amuro feel embarrassed?

"If you think it's too much, it's okay to have a little less..."

Toru Amuro suddenly came back to his senses, he actually thought Hideaki Kurosawa's aggrieved look was cute just now?

He staggered a step, distanced himself calmly, and then smiled: "No, I'm just distracted, it's fine."

"Okay." Kurosawa Hideaki carefully looked at Toru Amuro's expression, he didn't lie, he was really distracted.

What are you thinking?Definitely not a job.

Amuro Toru's brows furrowed slightly for a moment, and he seemed a little puzzled, but this emotion was fleeting, and then he showed more of a contradictory sense of guilt.

ashamed?shy?embarrassment?or guilt?

It seems to have, and it seems to have none.

Alright, you are indeed an undercover Mr. who can switch between five identities at the same time.

This expression is indeed very difficult to read.

Kurosawa Hideaki gave up exploring and forced himself to think about something else. Studies have shown that in friendships that last long enough, generally speaking, both parties will leave enough privacy for each other

After returning to the apartment, Kurosawa Hideaki gently opened the door of room 303, found the uniform from the closet in the master bedroom, and washed off the sweat in the bathroom.

"咚咚-"

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Heize?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's figure came in through the translucent glass door, "Is that you?"

"Yes." Kurosawa Hideaki had to turn off the shower, wipe off the water stains on his body, and hurriedly changed his clothes, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"No, I got up at this time." Zhu Fu Jingguang leaned against the door, and heard the humming sound of the hair dryer coming from inside.

Kurosawa Hideaki doesn't like the buzzing sound of the hair dryer, he thinks it's too noisy, so he doesn't usually dry his hair.There was plenty of time in the morning, and it was even less likely that he would blow if he had nothing else to do.

So there was only one possibility, time was very tight, and the occasion to be attended was more formal, so he had to dry his hair before going there.

"Are you going to attend an emergency meeting later?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked.

"Hmm." Kurosawa Hideaki was not surprised that the next arrangement would be deduced by Zhu Fu Jingguang, and he was an excellent policeman after all.

He dried his hair until it was half dry, and opened the bathroom door, "I have to go, see you next time, Jing Guang."

Kurosawa Hideaki put on clean socks and commuter leather shoes, and after fastening his tie, he looked at Jing Guang who was standing silently aside.

"what happened?"

"You are……"

avoid me?

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Kurosawa Hideaki's cheeks that were a little red after taking a bath, and the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat.

He couldn't ask this sentence, this sentence is like a stone stuck in the balance device, as long as it is taken out, the precarious balance will be broken immediately.

"What's the matter?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked, putting on the watch beside him, "Is the previous illness showing signs of recurrence? Or is there something wrong with the body?"

"It's nothing." Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head, "Performing tasks is more important, see you next time."

"Okay." Kurosawa Hideaki carefully recalled Zhu Fu Jingguang's body movements, expressions and language organization ability in the house for the last time before going out.

Everything works, no issues.

"Call me later if there is a problem, see you next time."

After leaving 303, he had a wholesome breakfast at Toru Amuro's house.

To be honest, the steamed tea bowl and the steamed plum cake were both delicious, but there was too little time left for this meal, and he was scalded 6 times because he ate in a hurry.

With a sip of ice water in his mouth, Kurosawa Hideaki got into Amuro Toru's car at 7:48.

7:48, only 12 minutes before the start of the meeting.

From the gate of the Public Security Bureau to the basement, there are a total of 10 security check procedures, each of which takes about 45-60 seconds.

In other words, there was only 2 minutes left for them to rush to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Can it work?

"Yes." Toru Amuro replied affirmatively to Hideaki Kamikurosawa's questioning gaze, "Keep your ice water in your mouth, don't bite your tongue."

Kurosawa Hideaki fastened his seat belt, and Toru Amuro stepped on the accelerator in an instant.

The roar of the engine resounded throughout the garage, and Kurosawa Hideaki leaned back, clinging to the back of the chair, and a question arose in his mind——

This person is not using the gas pedal as a brake, is he?

"squeak--"

The sharp sound of tires rubbing against the ground pierced the eardrums.

Holding his breath, he watched Toru Amuro turn the steering wheel all the way and drift out of the parking space with a beautiful tail flick.

After sprinting for a while, he crossed the speed bump, and with the help of the wall next to the garage, he drove the white sports car over the lifting railing at the entrance and exit of the parking lot.

Literally fly.

The Mazda rx7 landed heavily, and Hideaki Kurosawa gulped down the mouthful of pure water that was not so cold.

"Wow." He looked back at the undamaged lifting rail, did he really "fly" over like this?

"Has your Zida rx7 been modified, can the roof be opened?" Kurosawa Hideaki said loudly, "Open it and try it!"

Amuro glanced at Kurosawa Hideaki who was very excited in the co-pilot, "I can't do this car, I haven't changed the roof."

"Okay, open that window." Kurosawa Hideaki tried to press the switch of the lift window, but the window was locked by Toru Amuro and could not be opened at all.

"No." Toru Amuro refused again, "Your hair is not dry, you will catch a cold."

what.This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, more than Madeira.

Kurosawa Hideaki stuck it on the window to see the scenery passing by outside, and finally realized a truth, "So it's better to be a modern sports car! The Porsche 356A is still too old-fashioned, and it can't drive so fast at all."

I don't understand why my brother likes such an old-fashioned car. Is it because of the cigarette lighter that comes with that car?

Toru Amuro parked the car in the parking space accurately, then pulled out the car key, and jokingly asked the person who was still sitting in the car, "Do you need help?"

"Of course not."

Hideaki Kurosawa reluctantly got out of the white sports car, and when he clocked in at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, he whispered to Toru Amuro, "I want to sit next time."

"Okay." Toru Amuro kept the meeting badge on his chest, and then entered the security check process.

"Please hand in your guns and store them in the safe here." A young policeman said.

"I didn't bring a gun today." Kurosawa Hideaki took the initiative to stand on the security checker with his hands raised, and the machine didn't make any sound.

He waited in front for Toru Amuro to lock the gun, and then went through the screening and detection of bugs and monitoring equipment. After ten procedures were completed, when he opened the door of the basement conference hall, the pointer of the time just pointed to eight o'clock.

It was the first time Kurosawa Hideaki saw the appearance of the Director of Information of the Security Planning Division of the Police Department of the National Police Agency.

He has a beard, a burnt right eye, a serious face, and a serious face.

It's hard to imagine such a person doing something like using a surveillance camera to make simple facial expressions to have a conversation with him.

more importantly--

He also experienced a major accident and lost contact with his family.

"Kurosawa, we meet again. I'm Kuroda Hei."

The director sat at the top, and he pointed to the vacant seat next to him as kindly as possible, "Sit next to me."

"Zero, sit next to your crew."

There were rustling conversations in the conference hall immediately.

Holding his breath, Kurosawa Hideaki sat silently beside Kuroda Hei amidst these conversations.

"The purpose of calling everyone here today is to find out the undercover agents lurking in the public security police."

Kuroda's serious voice was carried through the microphone throughout the meeting room, this sentence did not reduce the whispers in the dark, but he didn't care, "The situation is urgent, the spy will look for opportunities to transmit national intelligence information to Sharon The United States, I hope that everyone will add Kuisawa’s behavioral analysis and don’t resist it. Now, who is willing to ghostwrite the report for Kuisawa?”