Me dressed as a gin brother

"Shinichi Kudo?" Gin turned off the screen, and unconsciously rubbed the frame of the phone with his thumb.

"Ah, that kid." Vodka who was driving answered, "Why do you think of him again?"

"Him? Should I remember him?" Qin Jiu asked back.

Vodka: ...

Qin Jiu sneered, "I never remember the names of dead people, turn around."

"Brother?" Vodka shook in the driver's seat, and said in surprise, "Why? If we turn around now, we may not be able to catch up with the plane at Tokyo International Airport."

Kurosawa Hideaki held the corner of the tablet tightly and murmured, "Don't turn around."

"Turn around and go to Shibuya." Qin Jiu said in a deep voice, "I don't want to say it a second time."

"Yes."

The tires screeched against the ground.

Kurosawa Hideaki closed the monitoring interface irritably, and after a second, he quickly opened it again and sent the complete intercepted information to the main screen.

The whispering in the conference room stopped for a moment, and soon, intense discussions followed.

Kurosawa Hideaki frowned and looked at the noisy police officer below.

Because the lights are extremely dim, it is impossible to see everyone's expressions clearly, so it is not known how many of these people are fishing in troubled waters.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the monitor on the tablet.

The elder brother wanted to deal with Toru Mishima alone because he was afraid that he would get on the bus to rescue him without knowing that there was a bomb on the school bus.

But gin must not go to Shibuya.

Toru Mishima is currently under close surveillance by the police.After his route of travel is speculated, the Tokyo police will definitely deploy defenses along the road.

Once gin arrives in Shibuya, his actions will be restricted, and it is very likely that he will not be able to come out safely.

Kurosawa Hideaki ruffled his hair.

The time from Shibuya to Tokyo National Airport is about 25 minutes, if there is a traffic jam, the time will be extended to 35 minutes.

As long as he can solve the case within 25 minutes, Gin can be prevented from entering Shibuya.

No time to hesitate!

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at Kuroda Hei, and ordered decisively: "Put on the walkie-talkie next to the school bus driver, and I want to talk directly to Toru Mishima."

"—You can't do this rashly!"

Before Kurodahei answered, a police officer sitting in the front row said loudly, "Toru Mishima's mood is inherently unstable, and doing so will definitely irritate Toru Mishima, we can't use a carload of hostages Gamble with your life."

Kurosawa Hideaki took a deep breath, "Then what better way do you have?"

He picked up the remote control on the table and adjusted the monitoring content on the screen.

"Shibuya is a commercial area. The drive from Nagano to Shibuya is usually about 3-4 hours. According to Mishima Toru's escape time, he has hijacked the school bus for more than 2 hours. In other words, the school bus is only 1 hour away from Shibuya about a drive away."

Kurosawa Hideaki threw the remote control on the table, the sound was not loud, but it was like a bell ringing in everyone's heart.

"Which one of you has the confidence to wait for Toru Mishima's negotiating call within an hour?"

"What if he arrives in Shibuya and makes a negotiation call after everything is arranged?"

"What if he stops the school bus in front of 109 Department Store, pretends to negotiate and then blows up the school bus?"

"At that time, there will be triple consequences of huge property losses, national panic, and a decline in the credibility of the police. Who is willing to bear the consequences?"

There was no response in the conference room, and no one wanted to risk the consequences. As the ones who pressed the buttons, they didn't want to lose their jobs.

Kurosawa Hideaki sneered, "Once the negotiation call is connected, I will take responsibility for what happened in the car alone. Are you still going to follow the criminal's footsteps?"

He reached out and tapped the table lightly.

"I want to talk directly with Toru Mishima, this is a notice!"

"It's connected." Kuroda Hei handed his mobile phone to Kurosawa Hideaki, and then comforted him in a low voice, "Don't be angry, there are 25 undercover agents here, maybe they are the ones who fan the flames."

Kurosawa Hideaki snorted, "Thank you."

"I believe in you." Kuroda Bei smiled.

Kurosawa Hideaki paused when he took the phone call, then turned his head away, "Don't think I didn't know that you were the one who suggested the doctor come to the meeting."

This sentence is fast, urgent and light.

He didn't look at Kuroda Hei's reaction, put the earpiece to his ear, and raised his hand to signal to Zhu Fu Gaoming. Soon, the recording interface appeared on the big screen.

"Toru Mishima, do you know who I am?"

Kurosawa Hideaki was the first to speak, and while he was speaking, he kept a close eye on Toru Mishima's movements in the monitor, not letting go of any expression.

The surveillance footage of Toru Mishima was placed in the center of the screen.

"You, who are you?" Mishima couldn't speak clearly, and even stuttered a little.

— Emotional.

"I'm Kurosawa Hideaki." He announced his family name in a soft voice, "You ran away when you heard my name this morning, why? Scared?"

— Gudong.

The sound of Mishima swallowing saliva was particularly loud.

Kurosawa Hideaki always felt that the police officers sitting below followed Mishima Toru and swallowed nervously.

"I, I... I didn't... I didn't... I ran away... after hearing your name." Toru Mishima stammered.

During the monitoring, his face was distorted, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with his stammering, and even hit his cheek hard with the butt of his gun.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked away.

——Strong self-esteem, wanting to be valued by others, once...

Make him a hunting target.

How bold.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his lips and smiled, "Have you seen my photo?"

"How, how do you know?"

"I know everything about you." Kurosawa Hideaki gave Mishima Toru enough gentleness and patience like teasing his prey.

He even chatted with Toru Mishima like an old friend reunited, "I don't like criminals."

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his body sideways, staring at Toru Mishima's movements on the screen.

The other party turned around in a frenzy, and then kicked the handrail of the school bus with a leather shoe, and the metal handrail made a muffled "clang".

Then, Toru Mishima seemed to feel remorse for this action, he squatted down sadly, and covered his face.

There was a whimper on the phone.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not a criminal... It's the fault of those people, those people are not good, I, I punish them, we, we are actually the same, I and you, we are the same."

He continued intermittently, "They all made mistakes, and I, I'm punishing them."

——pretend.

Toru Mishima deserved to be able to sit on the position of police investigator, and he actually wanted to win his sympathy in this way.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised his lips mockingly, but did not make any mocking sound.

Toru Mishima's trust must be won in the shortest possible time!

"Is it the same? I don't think so. While we all punish people, I strictly follow the law and never use lynching."

First of all, affirming Toru Mishima's statement gave him a sense of satisfaction that the scheme had succeeded.

"And I won't involve innocent people like you did."

Secondly, to make a difference, complete obedience sometimes makes suspicious prisoners suspicious, and Mishima must be let down.

"You did those things to those people to punish them, so why do you want to torture me? I broke the law?" Kurosawa Hideaki raised his voice slightly.

The police officers in the conference room did not dare to vent their anger.

Officer Kurosawa really dares to say it!

So bold!

This kind of communication is like walking on a tightrope. If there is a little carelessness, the children in the car will be doomed, and the person in charge of the communication will also take full responsibility!

But Police Officer Kurosawa was so sure that he would not make mistakes!

"You, you didn't break the law." On the curtain, Toru Mishima showed a somewhat shy expression, and he said in a sweet voice like a young man in love, "San, Mihashi said, said you, yes...it's Xiaomei .”

Kurosawa Hideaki narrowed his eyes and looked at Kurodabei.

Here comes the news!

Yota Mihashi, the first person to make mercury rod bombs.

It was the first major bomb case he took over after returning to Japan.

Kuroda nodded immediately, summoned Lukes, and whispered something to him.

Toru Mishima was still saying, "I, I have seen you, your videos, and you are indeed very, very beautiful."

Kurosawa Hideaki gritted his teeth hard, he didn't like others to praise him with words like beautiful, it seemed to say that he was nothing but skin.

Even though he was so angry that he wanted to hit Toru Mishima on the ground, Hideaki Kurosawa's voice didn't change at all, and he even smiled gently.

"Yota Mihashi? How did you know him?"

"I can't, can't say." Toru Mishima stammered and refused, and then hit himself hard with the butt of his gun.

Kurosawa Hideaki took a breath, this behavior was against common sense.

This is not normal.

Generally, the emotion of remorse is not mixed with remorse.

And Toru Mishima slapped himself just now and breathed a sigh of relief.

He seemed very happy.

Fortunately, I swallowed the answer that I was about to blurt out.

Why did Toru Mishima want to blurt out information that shouldn't be said before?

This kind of blurting behavior is impossible in a severely manic patient.

Most of these patients will hesitate to speak and show confusion. They will not know what to say first, and then they will speak incoherently.

Kurosawa Hideaki thought of what his grandfather and Li Baoen said, and suddenly had a guess in his mind.

He lowered his voice, ordered softly but firmly: "I want to know how you and Yota Mihashi met, Toru Mishima."

"I met him when I was visiting him."

Compared with the previous stuttering language, this time, Toru Mishima spoke extraordinarily fluently.

He couldn't help but continued, "I know his skills, and I was ordered to find him to make a bomb."

"On order?" Kurosawa Hideaki just said the word, when Toru Mishima uttered a rhetorical particle in a daze.

"Ok?"

It seems that a clear order is required.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the recording timer, 5 minutes had passed, there was no time to waste!

He ordered: "Toru Mishima, tell me what you want? Where is the school bus going? Is there a bomb in the bus?"

As soon as the words were finished, the police officers in the conference room gasped and grabbed the sleeves of their companions tightly.

They are afraid of what will happen in the next second.

This imperative tone is most likely to bring on psychopaths.

What is Officer Kurosawa doing?

They gritted their teeth and closed their eyes, only to hear Toru Mishima say like pouring beans:

"I'm going to Shibuya Street, the intersection with the most traffic. Where to park the school bus, you can just give me a van and put it at Shibuya Station. I will pick it up myself. There are bombs in the car, remote-controlled bombs. "

After Toru Mishima finished speaking, his face was blank, and he looked at the camera at the front door of the school bus.

Suddenly smiled at the camera, "You're looking at me, aren't you?"

He didn't seem to know what he said.

Kurosawa Hideaki stared closely at Toru Mishima's expression. Sure enough, the criminal returned to his previous appearance. He stammered:

"Prepare a van for me and park it at Shibuya Subway Station. After I get the van, I will naturally open the door of the school bus. If I find that there is no van, these children will wait to be buried with me!"