Me dressed as a gin brother

Shibuya ScrambleSquare, West Wing, Rooftop.

Akai Shuichi raised the sniper rifle and looked at the helicopter through the scope.

He was standing just enough to see the mailbox on the underside of the helicopter.

It's just a matter of one bullet.

"boom--"

boom--

The bullet hit the helicopter's mailbox, and the explosion instantly set the helicopter on fire.

Kurosawa Hideaki's hair was blown up a little by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and the rest was protected by Furutani Rei.

He looked at Jiang Gu Ling's drooping forehead hair and eyes through the light of the fire, and suddenly felt the joy of dust settled.

After being arrested, Pramiya will definitely give out the drawings under interrogation, and other bombs in Shibuya that have not yet been detonated can be dismantled.

After Rum is arrested, all the forces under his line will gradually surface.

Once Renye Karasuma loses the support of cutting-edge equipment and drugs, she will not have a few years to live.

In the past, when he met his elder brother, he could only wait for the other party to barely spare 10 minutes in the task time.You have to be sneaky when you ride the Ferris wheel.Now, the whole world knows that he has an older brother.

Not a criminal organized by any organization, just his brother, an informant who tried his hardest.

really not bad.

Everything was exactly as he had planned.

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled and closed his eyes, feeling vaguely that he had forgotten something.

what's going on?

……

What is it?

ambulance?

The police department is definitely ready.

coffee beans?

No, there's not a single coffee bean left.

Cheese--

cheesecake!

Kurosawa Hideaki opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a gasp in his throat.

"—Doctor! He's awake!"

"There is no need to inject epinephrine, talk to him and confirm the state of consciousness."

A very familiar voice sounded, and Kurosawa Hideaki realized that he had passed out just now.

He turned his eyes with difficulty, and saw the extremely bright green hair under the light.

He's a doctor in Midorima who lives up to his name.

He turned his head to look at the instrument beside him.

Heart rate 54, blood pressure 60.

Well, it seems that the police department has indeed prepared an ambulance in advance, and it should be on the way to the hospital now.

correct!

His cheesecake!

Kurosawa Hideaki stretched out his hand and grabbed Furutani Rei's hand. After the person approached, he took a breath of oxygen in the mask slowly and hard, and said word by word: "There is still unfinished cheesecake in the refrigerator, we need to transfer Freeze, or... it will... break."

Falling Valley Zero: ...

Midorima, who was going to treat Kurosawa Hideaki's trauma: ... Are you a relative of Murasawa?

After explaining about the cheesecake, Kurosawa Hideaki closed his eyes tiredly and fell asleep again.

drop--

what's ringing

……

drop--

"Prepare the stitches."

Is it a medical device that rings?

Looks like it's surgery time.

Kurosawa Hideaki was not sober, he wanted to know if Zero would return to 303 to help him put the cheesecake in the freezer.

drop--

"With that black line, he doesn't seem to like white."

"Ah, okay."

"It's really dangerous. The bone was almost pinched in the lungs... What are you going to eat tonight? How about pork rib soup ramen? There's a restaurant over there in Ginza."

"can."

Well, male nurses like female assistants.

Kurosawa Hideaki reasoned by dialogue.

But the lady was completely unmoved.

Speaking of which, because I picked up ribs for him, I want to eat rib ramen soup?

hiss……

Although he should feel nothing under anesthesia, he felt a little empty in his chest.

Oh, of course it is empty, still sewing.

"Wake up." Midorima took off his gloves and patted Kurosawa Hideaki's face, "I can't sleep or drink water for 3 hours after the operation, do you understand?"

"Provoke..." Kurosawa Hideaki barely opened his eyes, he wanted to say that he understood, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Damn narcotics!

Green room: ...

puff.

"Geniuses also have times like this, happy."

"Advance to the ward, the one on the top floor is vacant, I will notify the police department, and I will come to give medicine immediately."

The effect of the anesthesia has not completely faded, and Dr. Midorima's words suddenly come and go.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the incandescent lights passing by above his head, and was quickly pushed into the elevator.

Wearing an oxygen mask feels a little uncomfortable, like the lower half of your face is wet.

sleepy……

He slowly closed his eyes, wanting to take a nap.

But just as the upper and lower eyelids came together, the assistant next to him yelled, which made him open his eyes reflexively in fright.

"You can't sleep for three hours." The assistant read aloud kindly.

hateful!

Kurosawa Hideaki stared hard at the ceiling light of the elevator, and was soon pushed into the ward by several doctors, and moved from the stretcher to the hospital bed.

In order not to let him fall asleep, several doctors even helped him slightly rock the back of the hospital bed.

But Kurosawa would rather it hadn't shaken up.

Because he met Madeira's dark face.

Help, help!

"Look...provoke..."

I can't speak clearly!

"Da." An insulated lunch box full of aroma was placed beside the bed.

goo—

There was a rumbling sound in my stomach.

It smells so good... What kind of soup is it?

Why does it smell like cheese.

The mouth began to secrete saliva, and Kurosawa Hideaki sank half of his head in the pillow, looking at Madeira pitifully.

One bite!

Can I have a bite first?

Shintaro Midorima pushed a small trolley filled with salt water into the door, ruthlessly blocking Kurosawa Hideaki's view of Fan.

good or bad!

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the cart again, and saw three big bags of salt water.

Xiuming: ...

what?All three bags are mine?

"Four bags." Doctor Midorima kindly drew out the saline and poured it into the powder bottle, put it on the machine and shook it well, then drew it out with a syringe, and poured it into the saline bag.

Then he ruthlessly took Kurosawa Hideaki's hand out of the bed, found the vein on the back of the hand and tied it.

"This is medicine to prevent wound inflammation." Midorima looked at the person lying on the hospital bed, whose face was almost as white as his hair, and said with the last pity, "If you feel thirsty, you can use a cotton swab dipped in salt water and apply it to your lips superior."

"You are his deacon?"

"I'm."

"Note that you can't sleep, eat or drink for three hours." Midorima paused, stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses, "But you can go to the bathroom."

"You can drink water after three hours. These are the granules and granules that you need to eat today. After you can drink water, give him this as soon as possible."

fill?Why do you use the word pour?

Is it bitter?

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head in great resistance, but the action of the anesthetic made it very difficult.

"If you don't drink or play tricks, you have to increase the amount after you have a fever."

Ok……

"By the way, this." Midorima took out a small sealed bag from his pocket and put it on the bedside table, "It blocked the bullet for you, and you were only broken by the impact of the bullet. The ribs and chest trauma were also caused by it. The diaphragm came out after the bullet hit."

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head.

It was the fake police badge he had put in his coat pocket earlier.

A bullet got stuck on the stamen in the middle of the police badge, and the police badge was deformed by the impact, looking like cherry blossoms wrapped the bullet.

Kurosawa Hideaki closed his eyes tiredly, and just as his consciousness was a little fuzzy, he heard Madeira clear his throat, "What's going on with you and Mr. Furuya?"

The tone was extremely gentle, and the voice was very gentle, but Kurosawa Hideaki just felt creepy.

He opened his eyes slowly, without any sleepiness. He was obviously 24 years old, but he felt a guilty conscience of being caught in a puppy love.

"Debt... ki..."

Together.

But can't speak...

Kurosawa Hideaki: ...

Madeira: ...

"Forget it, count the time, your brother has finished recording the transcript, and the husband should also be very curious about the relationship between you."

- Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door, and then it was pushed open, and Kurosawa walked in.

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't want to face it, so he closed his eyes.

"The doctor said you can't sleep within three hours, and now there are 2 hours and 52 minutes." Madeira reminded.

So long!

He reluctantly opened his eyes again, feeling aggrieved inexplicably when he met his elder brother's eyes.

He is a great hero!

Is this the tone of Madeira speaking to the heroes?

"The situation?" Kurosawa looked at Madeira.

"It was quite successful, but the doctor said it was almost poked into the lung."

"is it?"

Kurosawa Hideaki shrank his neck at his brother's question, "Porphyrin."

Kurosawa: ...

He couldn't help it, and smiled briefly.

Kurosawa Hideaki was only a small ball when he was born, and he just learned to speak when the tragedy happened.

Can't say anything clearly, looks stupid.

Who would have thought that a child who couldn't even speak clearly at the age of one would grow up to be so powerful?

Whose child can speak clearly at one year old!

Kurosawa Hideaki shouted in his heart, bro, wake up!Don't look at how powerful you are now, you couldn't speak clearly when you were one year old!

"Grandfather asked about your situation, and he hopes you can return to Italy." Kurosawa walked to the window, "The medical conditions over there are much better than here."

"And Furuya Ling, as a police officer, can't go abroad casually. This way, we can temporarily separate."

"Don't go back first."

As time went by, the effect of the anesthetic gradually faded, and Kurosawa Hideaki was finally able to speak clearly, "Why do you keep holding the gun?"

"Has the Metropolitan Police Department confiscated it and registered it?"

"They don't have permission. After all, I'm an Italian mafia, and I'm here for vacation." Kurosawa's identity transition was professional and smooth, "As for why I keep holding it..."

knock knock.

"Come in." Kurosawa Hideaki finished softly, and the door of the ward was pushed open immediately, Fugu Ling walked in, rushed to the bed in two or three steps, and first reached out to check the temperature of his forehead.

"I don't have a fever—"

The second half of the words got stuck in his throat, Kurosawa Hideaki looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

The older brother's Beretta pressed against Jiang Gu Ling's temple and pushed it out.

"Get out, I want to talk to you."

Jiang Gu Ling straightened up slowly, retracted his hand, and left the ward with Qin Jiu.

Soon, the figures of the two were blocked by the frosted glass on the door of the ward, leaving only two imaginative silhouettes.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked skeptical, "Zero and I have such a good relationship, maybe my brother won't hate him as much as before, and besides, Bourbon is just his personality state when he was undercover..."

"Who knows?" Madeira's voice was rarely gloating, "Maybe Mr. Jiang will hate Mr. Jianggu's true character even more."

"Will he hate me being in love?" Kurosawa Hideaki carefully analyzed his brother's expression.

There is no frown, but the corners of the mouth are drawn down, angry, but not to the point of anger.

Jaw clenched, a little disgusted...

Why disgust?

"If you hadn't been shot for Mr. Jiang Gu, Mr. Jiang might not be as angry as he is now." Madeira said.

"You are much more important to him than Mr. Jiang Gu."

"Shouldn't they fight?"

As soon as the voice fell, the nurse's shout came from the corridor.

"You two, fighting with weapons is not allowed in the hospital. If you have any questions, please go to the police station next door to solve them?"

"If the equipment on our side is damaged, we need double compensation. This is a police hospital! It's not a training ground for your police!"

The nurse lady is obviously used to such scenes and handles them with ease.

Just when Kurosawa Hideaki thought this was over, he heard the footsteps of Kurosawa Jin and Furutani Rei leaving.

No!

The nurse is advising you to stop beating, not to advise you to go outside for beating!

"Madeira, stop someone."

"No, young master, I'm just your deacon after all. I'm not qualified to ask what sir wants to do." Madeira said 'I'm just an incompetent deacon' all over his face.

"Besides, if you add me, Mr. Jiang Gu may come in to accompany you."

Kurosawa Hideaki: Do I mean that?

I'm telling you to stop them, not to join them!

He felt a pain in his chest from being angry, and suddenly realized that he really had a pain in his chest.

The anesthetic is coming back!

So thirsty!

"Master, apart from his good looks, what is it about Mr. Jiang Gu that attracts you?" Madeira didn't quite understand, "He doesn't even follow you as much as Mr. Zhu Fu."

"Maybe it's the charm of being selfless for the sake of faith?" Kurosawa Hideaki blurted out.

Madeira sighed, it's over... There seems to be no room for maneuver.

"Do you want to hear the story of the Lady Justice?" he said dryly. "This is your favorite story when you were a child. I can tell it to you."

It is not impossible.

……

"Once upon a time..."

"Enough Madeira, you don't want to tell a whole story 12 times!" Kurosawa Hideaki gasped, "Stop reading it."

He paused, "Turn on the TV and watch the news."

Madeira stood up and turned on the wall-mounted LCD TV.

"Today, Renye Karasuma, the founder of the Karasuma Group, was formally arrested. Karasuma Pharmaceuticals, Karasuma Medical Services, and Karasuma Industries, which were designed by the Karasuma Group, were all seized."

The hostess on TV had exquisite makeup and experienced experience, but she still couldn't help showing an excited smile on her face.

"Because of its influence all over the world, the case related to Renye Karasuma will be jointly handled by the FBI and other agencies."

"Next one."

"After comparison, Rum's real name is Tokipan Jincheng, and he is the founder of the Tokipan Consortium. The data shows that the daughter and son are both adopted. The so-called cousin Tokipan Rongce has nothing to do with Tokipan Jincheng. blood relation."

"Through tracing the source, the police found out that Tokiwa Eisaku conducted illegal biological research many times during his election as a candidate for parliamentarian. The drugs he developed did not meet the regulations, and the papers were suspected of being plagiarized. His professorship and doctorate certificate were revoked."

"Plamia stated during the interrogation that the two of them had lived in Japan for a period of time ten years ago, and encountered a fire during their residence. Due to the seriousness of the fire, the fire brigade listened to the guard's side and never went in to search for survivors. It is reported that this accident has something to do with Mr. Kuroda, the current chief of the Metropolitan Police Department..."

"The prime minister and other ministers are now suspended for investigation because they are involved in collusion with criminal groups. At present, the most popular candidate is Tumen Kanghui. His zero-tolerance attitude towards crime is the reason for his high popularity..."

"Okay." Kurosawa Hideaki closed his eyes sleepily.

"Don't watch?"

"Yeah." Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the time in the lower left corner of the news channel, and it was 40 minutes away from three hours.

still long.

He raised his eyelids with difficulty, and suddenly remembered that he still had a magnifying glass in his trouser pocket, but his clothes had already been changed into hospital gowns, so where did his magnifying glass go?

"What's in my pocket?"

"Here." Madeira opened the drawer, "The gun has been cleaned for you, this magnifying glass..."

"Pass it to me." Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out his right hand from under the quilt.

Speaking of which, does this thing have three lenses that can be combined?

Until now, he didn't know what the combination of the three lenses looked like.

Kurosawa Hideaki took the heavy diamond-shaped portable magnifying glass from his hand, and pulled the lens away with one hand.

"Agreed for 5 minutes! You ignored me for more than 20 hours!"

"You're still injured!"

The small characters on the lens are chubby and round, like a small balloon full of air, and it will roll when shaken.

"If you used me from the beginning, you will definitely not get hurt! I am very powerful, the most powerful magnifying glass in the world!"

is it?

Kurosawa Hideaki dubiously closed the three lenses slowly, and there was a clicking sound when they were all closed together.

Then, the lens reorganized in his hand and turned into a silver pen.

It cannot be said that it is exactly the same as a magnifying glass, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with a magnifying glass.

Kurosawa Hideaki took it and twirled it around his fingertips.

A pen...what's the use?

Why is the tuberculosis magnifying glass not talking anymore, do I need a long paper?

"Madeira, give me an A4 paper."

Madeira looked at the pen in surprise, "Is this from Li Baoen?"

"Well, I was thinking it might have some other use."

Kurosawa Hideaki tilted his head, "It is said that the weapons over there are all related to the family. I thought I should get a cross based on inheritance, because the first boss of El was a bishop."

While talking, Kurosawa Hideaki took the A4 paper from Madeira, and drew a line on the paper.

——I can’t write it.

Can't write a word with a pen?

Kurosawa Hideaki was too shocked to speak.

isn't it?

What use are you then? ? ?

It's too heavy to put in your pocket!

"Nonsense! I am the most powerful magnifying glass in the world!"

The pen moved by itself, and the standard cursive Italian appeared on the white paper.

"You are a pen now." Kurosawa Hideaki reminded.

So he watched helplessly as the pen retreated two spaces, blacked out the word magnifying glass, and then wrote next to it.

"pen."

Ah... so stupid.

"I'm going to be angry!" It wrote the words in extra large size.

But besides being angry, what else can you do?

"I can write the crimes committed by the prisoner! As long as the crimes that can be written by me are the crimes committed by the prisoner!"

The nib of the pen stands on the white paper, proudly raised...

pen clip...

"Most of the time, I can do this at a glance." Kurosawa Hideaki was very speechless, "You stepped on my injured rib, get down."

"Liar, I only have 200 grams!"

fatty.

Kurosawa Hideaki thought to himself, the handwriting of the pen was distorted into an irregular line on the white paper, obviously very angry.

"Wait, you said...you can write as long as it's the worst crime a criminal has committed?"

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes suddenly lit up, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Criminal motives and violations of the law can be written?"

"Of course, I'm the best!!!"

The pen adds three exclamation points to this sentence.

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled gratifiedly, "It seems that you are really useful, so, from today onwards, all my case reports will be written by you."

pen:?

"I hate the repetitive and boring work of writing reports. I just like to think. Do you need to drink ink? What brand of ink do you like? I can buy it for you."

pen:……

"unnecessary!"

He paused, and then wrote a few small words on the side where he didn't need it.

"But I like mint."

Kurosawa Hideaki almost couldn't hold back his laughter, "Okay."

I understand, you don't need to drink ink, but it's okay if you drink it.

He played with the very angry thing that was not sure whether it was a pen or a magnifying glass for a while, then glanced at the time, and then flicked in the clip of his pen despite the pen's struggle.

The pen that swaggered on Kurosawa Hideaki's belly turned back into a magnifying glass in his hand.

"Can I go to sleep?" Kurosawa Hideaki couldn't hold back a long yawn.

"Okay." Madeira stood up and replaced the next bag of salt water for him, and put away the messyly scribbled A4 paper.

When he sat back in the nursing chair, he found that Kurosawa Hideaki had closed his eyes.

After falling asleep, the young master looked very well-behaved, with his cheeks pressed against the pillow, puffed up by the pillow.

His lips were a little flaky due to dryness, and Madeira had to hold a cotton ball with tweezers, and roll it over his lips with pure water.

so strange...

Such a lonely person is now willing to cast his life as a shield for another person.

He should have been happy, but...

Forget it, it was Jiang Gu's fault, hey...

Hey……

Unexpectedly, the young master hid a safe under the bed to store coffee beans. What a childish trick.

Madeira tilted her head and looked out the window.

The sunlight breaking through the gray and white clouds at dawn was warm and clear, and it looked like the young master's hair in the sun.

His eyes are a little moist.

It's so strange, ten years ago at this time, the young master could barely reach the floor with his toes when he was sitting on the stool, but now he is already an adult who can handle himself alone.

How many more years can they get along?

Time is such a thing that it is worth cherishing because it is limited.

I hope that in the next ten years, people like them can also walk with the young master...

Just like the young master expected.

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