Me dressed as a gin brother

As soon as the words fell, the hand that grabbed his wrist was immediately withdrawn.

"What are you doing here? Stealing a tablet?" Toru Amuro teased sleepily.

"Take it." Kurosawa Hideaki retorted confidently in a low voice, "It was originally mine."

He paused, and caught a glimpse of Toru Amuro lying on the sofa in the dark.

At the end of July, summer has just begun, and Toru Amuro is wrapped tightly in a thin quilt when the temperature at night exceeds 25 degrees.

cold?

Kurosawa Hideaki scanned Amuro, revealing the quilt's collarbone and half of his shoulders.

No pajamas.

Do you like sleeping like this?No wonder it's cold.

He retracted his eyes and looked at the tablet. He originally wanted to go back to his room after getting it. Now that he has been discovered, there is no need to hide.

"Go to the guest room and sleep, I want to investigate the case."

Kurosawa Hideaki rubbed his wrists, stretched out his feet, drew out a cushion under the coffee table, and sat down with his back to Amuro Toru.

"I'm very energetic now, and I can't sleep at all. Your sleep quality is so bad, you'd better go to the guest room and sleep honestly."

Amuro Toru put the gun away and turned on the cell phone beside him.

— 3:10 am.

Kurosawa Hideaki seemed to have a pair of eyes behind his back, "According to your average sleep schedule of only four hours a day, you should be in deep sleep now. I really didn't expect your four hours to be light sleep. Means you spend almost five years in a state of extreme stress."

He lowered his eyes and said in a quick breath, "You are a light sleeper, dreamy, and easy to wake up. Anxiety, thinking, and stress are too heavy, and you have mild stress symptoms. This is what undercover agents will do."

Hideaki Kurosawa opened the data analysis software with his head down, and entered the questions he had been curious about for a long time.

"I didn't expect you to be such a light sleeper...it's my problem to wake you up, sorry."

Toru Amuro lay sideways on the sofa, relying on Kurosawa Hideaki not being able to see the hand that let go of the blanket, looking at the young man's back.

"Are you watching me?" Kurosawa Hideaki didn't turn his head back, he leisurely pulled the external keyboard on the side and connected it to the tablet under Amuro Toru's sticky gaze, "What do you see?"

After finishing speaking, the typing sound paused briefly.

Everything seemed to go back to the afternoon when he and Toru Amuro just met.

At that time, Toru Amuro knocked on the door of 303 with a small milk-flavored biscuit in order to come in to check his identity.

"You didn't buy your pajamas yourself." Amuro said.

Kurosawa Hideaki waited for a while, and soon Amuro continued: "Silk texture, expensive, Italian handmade luxury. From what I know about you, this is not the type you would buy directly. So it is your family I bought it for you."

"You are 24 years old, and your deacon is very professional. It is impossible to buy underwear for the owner without authorization. He will definitely consult you before buying. So this shirt was not bought by Madeira."

"This proves that you still have a family member, male, rich, good taste, know how to enjoy, self-centered, very controlling, presumably a brother or father."

"This silk pajamas is brand new, with no traces of wear or washing. You cherish it, which proves that you love your family very much."

Kurosawa Hideaki's fingertips landed on the screen.

Well done, it turned out to be better than when we first met.

He hummed with a smile: "You learn from me?"

There was a rustling sound behind him, and Toru Amuro changed his posture.

"It's normal, the reasoning speed will be very fast by borrowing your logic chain, but I can't combine psychology and behavioral analysis like you." Amuro sighed, "No one can be faster than you."

"Of course." Kurosawa Hideaki touched his back with his backhand, and the part of the butterfly bone had the illusion of being stared at, and it was inexplicably itchy, "I advise you to go to the guest room and start sleeping now, it's 3:15. A bed is better for falling asleep than a sofa."

No one answered, and even breathing came from behind.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked back at Toru Amuro.

He fell asleep.

So, this policeman is the type who sleeps more soundly when someone he trusts is around?

Kurosawa Hideaki moved lightly.

When chatting with Toru Amuro just now, he found the information he wanted in the database.

Baijiu Pharmaceutical was established 30 years ago and has been committed to the research of health care products and various medicines. It is well known by the public because of its low price and few side effects.

Baijiu Pharmaceutical has its own researchers. Five years later, that is, 25 years ago, Baijiu Pharmaceutical was on the verge of bankruptcy, and researchers left one after another because Baijiu Pharmaceutical could not afford the research funds and wages to find another way out.

Later, Baijiu Pharmaceutical was acquired by another pharmaceutical company and changed its name to Karasuma Pharmaceutical.The Karasuma consortium became the main controlling shareholder, and Amada Xiusi was still one of the shareholders at this time.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the medicines presented in the database, and found several medicines for common colds and coughs that were entered into the search program, and the prices were ridiculously high.

He carefully checked the papers related to these drugs and found that the first author of these papers was one person—Eisaku Tokiwa.

It's a fairly familiar name.

In the case of Tumen Kanghui, who was assassinated by the organization as a candidate for parliament before, Eisaku Tokiwa was one of the candidates for parliament.

He is a professor at the School of Medicine of Dongdu University. He is currently around 60 years old. He is not old, but he is by no means young.

Pushing forward 17 years, Eisaku Tokiwa is only about 40 years old.

The first 26 years of a medical student's life are almost always spent in study.

There is a saying that if a medical student cannot produce a decent, innovative thesis before reaching a postdoctoral degree, it will be difficult for him to receive research funding again.

The door of scientific research has already been closed for this kind of medical students.

Kurosawa Hideaki dragged the screen to create a small search box on the side, and entered Eisaku Tokiwa's name in it.

This person's resume before the age of 30 was very mediocre. Although he attended the Department of Medicine of Dongdu University, he failed for two consecutive semesters. He did not publish SCI papers during the university. The project was dismissed as impractical and costly.

The students' image of him stays as the rich second generation.

After that, he studied honestly and applied for a postdoctoral fellowship at Dongdu University until he was 28 years old.

During this period, all of Eisaku Tokiwa's papers were quite satisfactory. It cannot be said to be a rehash, and it can basically be said to be nothing new.

But from the age of 30, the door of scientific research that had been crucified was slowly opened.

The research project and theoretical prototype proposed by Tokiwa Eisaku in the university were favored by a large pharmaceutical company. So far, he has received the first huge amount of financial support and high consulting fees.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the company that hired Eisaku Tokiwa as a consultant-Karasuma Pharmaceutical.

Karasuma - karasuma.

carasuma.

Is this a coincidence?

Kurosawa Hideaki entered the Karasuma Foundation in the search box, followed by the qualifier founder.

There are 34 entries in total.

Click on the one hanging high at the top, and the name Renye Karasuma comes into view.

Renye Karasuma founded the Karasuma Group half a century ago. 40 years ago, Karasuma held a literary auction in the Twilight Annex, where celebrities from all walks of life gathered, but unfortunately all of them died.

The autopsy found that the cause of death of everyone at the scene was a fight after taking an overdose of hallucinogens...

Other news seemed unimportant, Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes were glued to the three words.

Annex, hallucinogens, crows.

Eliminate all impossible options, and the remaining impossible is also the answer.

Renye Karasuma, I found you.

The boss of the organization.

"My... enemy."