Me dressed as a gin brother

"first."

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at the three people standing upright outside the room, and said unexpectedly, "You blew up the bridge outside, right? Ms. Miyagawa?"

Miyagawa reached out and hooked the broken hair that fell on his cheeks behind his ears, showing an extremely puzzled expression.

"The bridge was bombed?"

"Stop acting."

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately came to a conclusion.Ms. Miyagawa's whole body's muscles were tense, and all movements were tightened inward.She was very nervous, and she couldn't even think of any excuses that could be used temporarily, so she could only show that she didn't know by asking a rhetorical question.

He regretted: "You are always like this, you know who I am, but you still lie to me."

The whole floor could hear the needle drop because of this sentence.

"Miss Miyagawa, can you tell me about your relationship with Mr. Nagai?"

Kurosawa Hideaki decided to give the girl another chance to confess, but Miyagawa insisted on playing dumb.

"We have a pure master-servant relationship."

As her voice fell, Kurosawa Hideaki heard her heart clearly:

"Haha, it's finally over, this damn old man should go to hell long ago!"

He clicked his tongue irritably, "Why does this thing keep popping up all of a sudden, can't it be turned off!"

"What's the matter?" Toru Amuro was puzzled.

"It's nothing."

Kurosawa Hideaki did not give Amuro Toru a chance to ask in detail.

He immediately walked to Nagai Takashi's desk, picked up the framed photo standing on the wooden table and showed it to Miyagawa, "Since you said you have no relationship, how do you explain this photo?"

It was a "family portrait".

The woman with a gentle smile is holding a pink swaddle in her arms, and a baby with her finger is sleeping inside.

Miyagawa was stunned for a moment, "I haven't worked with Mr. Nagai for long, so I don't know him very well. This should be a photo of the young master when he was young, right?"

"Really?" Kurosawa Hideaki wrapped the side of the photo frame with a clean handkerchief, leaving the woman alone.

"Take a closer look."

This is an aggressive move.

This act of distrust and questioning brought a strong sense of oppression and moral condemnation to Miyagawa Takako, whose psychological quality was not very good.

This is what Kurosawa Hideaki wanted.

"I told you I don't know!" Miyagawa Takako shouted in a broken voice.

"Mr. Kurosawa!" Keito Nagai pulled Miyagawa Takako behind him, "You—"

"—Me?" Kurosawa Hideaki interrupted Nagai Keito, "Now is not the time to defend your sweetheart. Don't you find it strange that your father took a family portrait with another person?"

Keito Nagai shuddered.

He closed his eyes, let go of Miyagawa Takako's hand, and exposed the terrified Miyagawa Takako to everyone's sight.

He grabbed Miyagawa's shoulder uncertainly, "You didn't do it, right?"

Takako Miyagawa did not answer.

"She doesn't know if she did it herself." Kurosawa Hideaki smiled sarcastically, "Miyagawa——no, I should call you Ms. Nagai now."

He put the family portrait back in place.

"What? Mr. Kurosawa, did you make a mistake?" Keito Nagai looked around anxiously, and finally looked at Takako Miyagawa's neck.

"Have you noticed?" Kurosawa Hideaki tapped the ground with the tip of his shoe, "Miss Miyagawa, the necklace on your neck is a relic of your mother, and it is exactly the same as the clavicle chain worn by the lady in the photo."

"You brought it to avenge Nagai Takashi, the father."

"If he hadn't abandoned you back then and married Keito Nagai's mother, your mother wouldn't have died under the torment of life's fatigue and illness."

"Because you didn't grow up with your father since you were young, and your mother died of depression, you hate Nagai Takashi very much."

Miyagawa Takako's lips trembled, showing a kind of extreme guilt after being pierced through.

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't care about this, he continued: "You wanted to kill him so much, finally, you waited for this opportunity.

"The opportunity to completely isolate him from the world made you so confident that you prepared enough cyanide to pour it on sandwiches and coffee."

"In order to prevent Nagai Takashi from discovering your plan and fleeing first, you even blew up the only suspension bridge leading to the outside world at all costs."

"Am I right? Ms. Miyagawa."

After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the sandwiches and coffee scattered on the ground.

Keito Nagai staggered a step in disbelief, "So...so Miyagawa is actually my sister?"

"Who is your sister!" Miyagawa pushed Keito Nagai violently, "If it wasn't for your birth, my mother would never have been abandoned at all! This evil congressman just wants a boy, if it wasn't for you and Your mother, how could my mother die!"

Keito Nagai looked at Miyagawa and opened his mouth in vain.

"So what if I killed him! He should have died a long time ago. Those who made those disgusting things shouldn't be alive. What are you! As his son, don't you know what he is doing? You and those people What's the difference between a murderer!"

After Miyagawa Takako finished talking hysterically, she slumped on the ground and gasped for breath.

Keito Nagai thought of those wildly dancing people in the atrium. Although he vaguely guessed what his father was doing, he never believed it was true.

"I killed it." Miyagawa put his wrists together and handed it in front of Kurosawa Hideaki, "Although I don't know why the bottle of cyanide I lost was eaten by Nagai Takashi, but this is God's help me."

"Don't be so anxious. Although you prepared the cyanide, you didn't kill the people."

Kurosawa Hideaki smiled gently, and he looked at Miyaji Iki, who had been standing silently.

"Our real prisoner is still standing here."

"Is that right? Miyaji Iki-san who stole Miyagawa-san's cyanide?"

"Haha." Miyaji Iki laughed.

"What are you talking about? I was hosting a dinner downstairs half an hour ago. How could I have time to come up and kill Nagai Takashi? On the contrary, Mr. Nagai Keito is more suspicious than me. I have no motive for killing at all."

"Really?" Kurosawa Hideaki took out Beretta from his pocket and pointed it at Miyaji Iki's head, "Sometimes killing people doesn't require any motive, you just received such a mission."

Miyaji Iki's expression froze immediately, and the panic and grievance that he had pretended faded from his face.

"How did you know?"

The handsome host tilted his head, "Forget it, I know your catchphrase, 'that's a different price', right? As expected of the person who was told by the higher-ups to pay special attention, it really is extraordinary."

Miyaji Iki took a step forward, and pressed his forehead against Kurosawa Hideaki's black muzzle, "Then what do you want? Kill me?"

Toru Amuro took a step forward, but quickly stopped restrained.

Although few people in the organization have seen his face, he cannot take risks here.

"Hold out your hand." Kurosawa Hideaki pulled out the handcuffs in his pocket and shook off the buckle, "Just tell the interrogators of the Metropolitan Police Department your last words."

Miyaji Iki sneered, "Sorry, I'm not ready to be caught yet."

"boom--"

A huge explosion sounded, and Miyaji Iki withdrew his right hand from his pocket.

He quickly pressed four numbers on a flip phone.

"boom!"

Tremors came from under his feet, Miyaji Iki threw the mobile phone towards Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes, and quickly turned around after disturbing the other's sight, "Goodbye Mr. Police, if we can meet again~"

Want to run?

Kurosawa Hideaki quickly pulled the trigger, the gunshot fired twice, and his wrist hurt from the recoil.

But both bullets missed.

One shot past Iki Miyaji and shattered the window behind him, and another hit at his feet, opening a hole in the dark red carpet.

"Boom—"

The continuous explosion sounded again, and Kurosawa Hideaki gave up using the gun and tried to chase after him, but the coffee-soaked carpet made him slip, and then he was pinned to the ground by Amuro Toru, who rushed over from behind.

"Get down!"

Kurosawa Hideaki struggled twice, trying to continue to stand up and chase, but the back of his neck was firmly held down by Amuro Toru, unable to move.

"Bang—" All the glass in the manor cracked, and the fire quickly spread upwards from the first floor with this small explosion.

With a bang, the newly cracked glass exploded with the shock wave.

Toru Amuro snorted, and Hideaki Kurosawa immediately felt that the strength to hold him down was much smaller.

"What's wrong?" Kurosawa Hideaki immediately turned over and got up from the ground.

"It's okay." Toru Amuro decisively pulled out the small piece of glass pierced into the back of his hand.

Kurosawa Hideaki hissed, feeling pain even looking at it.

"Don't chase, don't forget that there are 98 other people who overdose on hallucinogens here." Toru Amuro said to Kurosawa Hideaki, holding the wound.

"No!" Kurosawa Hideaki took out a clean cotton handkerchief and handed it to Amuro, "He saw you with me, which would put you at risk of exposure, either I arrest him, or we die here."

If Toru Amuro hadn't held down the back of his neck just now, then the piece of glass would have pierced directly into the back of his head, and he had to chase after him.

"You go and Nagai Keito to evacuate the crowd, I'll go after the prisoner, don't forget Itakura in Room 6."

After Kurosawa Hideaki finished speaking, he took a deep breath. The burning smell in the air was not pleasant, but he couldn't control it so much now.

"After 30-60 seconds of fire, there will be a flashover phenomenon. At that time, the fire will be difficult to control. It will ignite the whole mansion in an instant. Save as much as you can. Don't put yourself in it. I will chase people."

Amuro hesitated to speak, Miyaji Iki obviously had a gun, and Kurosawa Hideaki's marksmanship...

Just now……

At a distance of five meters, both shots missed!It turns out that hitting ten rings within 20 meters is not an exaggeration.

But now there is no better choice than Xiu Ming, his identity is not suitable for chasing people.

"Next time..." Kurosawa Hideaki took a deep breath, he could clearly feel his heart beating faster.

Adrenaline peaks and dopamine is released rapidly.

This feeling was a joy he could not refuse.

"I……"

Kurosawa Hideaki hesitated to speak twice in a row, he finally gave up those words, and swept the red handkerchief oozing from the back of Toru Amuro's hand.

"I'll see you outside in 60 seconds." Kurosawa Hideaki said, "I ordered a helicopter before entering the manor, and I'll come at five tomorrow morning. Goodbye, Mr. Amuro."

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Toru Amuro's heart. He thought of the bomb in the parking lot of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the expression on Hideaki Kurosawa's face when he dismantled the bomb.

He reached out to grab the hem of Kurosawa Hideaki's clothes, but the hem of the clothes only slightly touched his fingertips, and quickly disappeared into the gradually growing flames.

Amuro Toru understood Zhu Fu Jingguang's mood very well for a moment.

Kurosawa Hideaki is a charming high-IQ lunatic, he is full of drawbridge effect.Let everyone who meets him worry about his thrilling behavior and...