When Gin loses the nether filter

When the manga progressed to the point where Hattori Heiji used the excuse of going to the bathroom to leave Kazuha in the Metropolitan Police Department, and secretly went out to investigate the case by himself, everyone in the comment area said "So it is".

【Osaka black chicken! ! !You deserve it for not having a girlfriend! ! ! 】

[Tsk tsk tsk The washing machine next door knows how to accompany Lan Jiang to the rooftop to eat bento, look at you, you are so proficient, probably not once or twice tsk tsk tsk]

The comic footage followed Heiji to the river to discover the scene of the crime, and at this moment the comments suddenly skyrocketed.

[I rely on me, rely on me——!The one with the hat and mask! ! 】

[Is it Jing Guang? !It must be Jingguang! 】

[Give a close-up of the eyes!This cat has cat eyes!And this dress up!Definitely Jing Guang! 】

【Oh yes, I mentioned earlier that Master Qin and the four of them came to Osaka, this is a mission】

After Hattori Heiji intervened in the case, everything went smoothly.

The boy squatted next to the corpse, and his voice was immature but calm and clear: "The mouth and nose of the corpse are relatively clean, and there is only a little foam overflowing. If the deceased died by drowning, then the drowning liquid entered the respiratory tract. At this time, there should be a lot of white or white around the nose and mouth. Pale red foam—”

His eyes shifted: "Moreover, the deceased's fingers were clean, and his limbs stretched out without any traces of struggling and scraping the sand in the water, indicating that the deceased had lost consciousness when he was thrown into the river."

"Of course, the most important thing is the obvious bruises on the neck of the deceased, which can be seen to be the shape of tightly pinched fingers."

The boy stood up, raised his hand and roughly imitated some movements, and said to the surrounding policemen and the suspect over there: "It's about this height, the deceased is about 1.6 meters tall, so the murderer must be over 1.7 meters tall. can do."

After he said this, all eyes were on the two suspect men over there.

The man with the flower arm is obviously over 1.8 meters tall, and the dwarfed short man seems to be 1.7 meters too.

So the policeman standing next to Heiji couldn't help but ask, "But both of them are so tall..."

"Tsk."

The boy curled his lips: "I haven't finished talking yet, ah, I've already said this, don't you adults know how to use your brains?"

He complained bluntly, squatted down again, and pointed to the manicures on both hands of the deceased: "Here, here is the evidence. The lower half of the manicures on this aunt's nails are completely covered, which means that the manicures are newly done, but the manicures on the fingertips are completely covered. But there were obvious traces of jewelry falling off, and even sprained nails, which were obviously caused by the murderer's struggle when he pinched her."

"You can lock the murderer with the skin flakes from your fingernails—" Heiji shrugged, "But there's no need to be so troublesome."

He looked up at the suspect over there, and dragged his voice lazily: "Please—uncle, don't act anymore, take off the gloves on your hands."

Hattori Heiji took it for granted: "If I guessed correctly, this uncle should have scars left by the deceased on his hands!"

"--I see!"

The policeman on the side looked seriously at the man with the flower-armed face, "Then Okabe-kun, please cooperate!"

Okabe Naka, that is, a man with flowery arms wearing gloves, stared secretly at the woman on the ground, and finally took off his gloves slowly, revealing his hands with scratched nails.

He sneered: "Sure enough, women are trouble."

Hattori Heiji sized him up for a long while, and couldn't help but said: "It's obviously uncle, you have a problem with your character! You and the uncle next to you are just a couple, and you have to get involved with this aunt..."

The boy opened his half-moon eyes incomprehension, speechless: "Tsk, what are you doing, the three of you are also friends, such a chaotic relationship."

Hearing this, the thin man immediately withdrew his hand in a panic, glanced timidly at Okabe Naka, then quickly glanced at the corpse on the ground, and finally buried his head without saying a word.

Okabe Naka glanced at Heiji: "Little brat...cut."

He raised his hand unhurriedly, as if he wasn't worried about being arrested as a murderer at all, except for the annoyance when he was exposed at the beginning, his face was as relaxed as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, since the case has been solved, please trouble a few policemen to arrest me."

The flower-armed man sneered: "I didn't expect so many policemen to rely on a brat to find the murderer, cut."

"Click."

The policeman who handcuffed him glared at him: "Prisoners who have been arrested don't talk too much, you have time to think about these things, why don't you think more about how you will live in prison in the future!"

"How's it going..."

Okabe Naka raised his eyebrows: "Oh, let's live like that."

He was pushed and shoved by the police towards the direction of the police car. Halfway there, he turned his head and said to the thin man over there: "Hey, Ping Gong, don't forget about tomorrow's goods, work hard, wait me back--"

Hiramiya nods his head indiscriminately, and suddenly notices that the boy beside him has been staring at him for some time.

The man's eyes flickered: "Why, what's the matter?"

Hattori Heiji frowned: "Uncle, are you a truck driver?"

Ping Gongjian nodded hesitantly: "...Yes."

Hattori Heiji stared at the little red marks on the hem of the man's clothes, like oil paint.

He and the man got into different police cars and went to the Metropolitan Police Department to take notes.

Along the way, Hattori Heiji always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out clearly.

After arriving at the Metropolitan Police Department, he carefully confirmed that Yuan Shan and Ye had left before he dared to enter.

It wasn't until after finishing the notes that Hattori Heiji asked the police for a copy of the autopsy report that he finally came to his senses.

——The red paint on the uncle's clothes is the same as that on the dead aunt's clothes!

The boy frowned tightly.

"But what does this mean..."

"Ah, damn it! I always feel that something is wrong..."

He repeatedly recalled Okabe Nakashi's relaxed appearance when he was captured just now, and the words the latter left for Hiramiya.

Tomorrow's goods?

what?

Would an arrested murderer gratuitously remind his gay man of such things?

Hattori Heiji couldn't figure it out.

He grabbed the corner of a passing policeman who was at the scene just now, and held his head up: "Uncle policeman, can you show me the information of the two suspects and the deceased in the case just now?"

The boy's eyes were bright and solemn: "I feel, I found something strange!"

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During the process of solving the boy's case, Zhu Fu Jingguang took pictures of the scene and sent them to Qin Jiu, expressing that his assessment target had died unexpectedly.

[gin]: ...

[gin]: Then change the task content.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the news.

He was actually a little worried that Gin Jiu would just let him pass the assessment. Although he knew that his strength was fine, this indescribable assessment process would definitely arouse the opinions of other people in the organization.

He himself doesn't care what other people think, but he is worried that it will affect Gin's opinion of him.

Although... that person certainly doesn't care what other people think.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the phone, silently waiting for Qin Jiu's next instruction.

Perhaps Gin was discussing with another invigilator, Belmode, after a few minutes.

[gin]: Investigate the Sunshine Orphanage Incident

[gin]: demand to find the truth before the police

Jing Guang was thoughtful, and just as he was about to reply and received it, he was surprised to see another message from Qin Jiu.

[gin]: You can do it, Luchuan

[gin]: I believe in you.

In an instant, the young man's face turned red, and his eyes widened slightly.

His hands shaking while holding the phone, he replied immediately.

[Lvchuan]: I understand!

……

"Bermod, have you finished sending?"

The silver-haired man was sitting on the sofa, reading some documents in his hand, his eyes lightly fell on the smiling woman over there.

He squinted unconsciously: "What did you say to Lu Chuan?"

Since Zhu Fu Jingguang is a subordinate of Qinjiu, Belmode is supposed to be in charge of this assessment.

When Zhu Fu Jingguang sent a message just now, Qin Jiu replied a few words, then called Belmod from the next door, and Belmod was in charge after that.

The woman covered her lips and smiled lightly: "It's nothing, gin, it's just to encourage your little subordinates."

She glanced at the news that came back from the opposite side, and even the exclamation point showed excitement, so she said with emotion: "Gin, are all your subordinates as sweet as you? They are so cute~"

Gin raised his eyes coolly: "Go back to your room after sending the message."

"Ah, it's all over~"

She put down her phone and got up with a smile: "Gin, don't forget about tonight's date, yes, oh~ I'm looking forward to it."

Gin has long been used to Belmode calling their trips a date. In his opinion, this woman is either teasing people, or on the way to teasing people. No one can play with ambiguity better than her.

So he just curled his lips coldly: "Got it."

Unexpectedly, the smiling blond woman was startled suddenly, then blinked, and stared straight at Gin.

He said sweetly in a tone that could make Gin sick: "Wow——Gin, your smile is so sweet."

Gin: ……………

Gin: "You can go now."

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On the other side, Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai, who parted ways, looked at their mission goals and began to contact other people quite naturally.

Toru Amuro: "Hey, Kazami? Help me find a person, and the photo has been sent to you."

Akai Shuichi: "Hello? Kamel, I need your help. The photos are in the secret mail. Please hurry up."

So this morning, the Japanese police and the FBI started working together. There was only one photo but it was necessary to find out all the information of this person. In the era when the face recognition function was not yet popular, the difficulty was not ordinary.

Only two undercover agents backed by the Japanese police and FBI could obtain information so easily.

In a sense, Gin and Belmode are indirectly enslaving the Japanese police and FBI to do things for them!

Amuro took a leisurely stroll around the B&B, bought a map, and got familiar with the surrounding terrain.

When he walked to a certain street corner, he found a bright yellow cordon around the entrance of the alley in front, and there were police guards there.

The undercover gentleman who graduated from the police academy immediately sounded the radar of the case. He squinted his eyes, put on a smile, and walked up to talk.

The blond young man smiled in embarrassment, shook the map in his hand at the policeman, and said in embarrassment: "That...Mr. Policeman, I just came to Osaka and got lost. This map shows that I should take this alley. What happened? Can I go through here?"

The policeman glanced at him sideways: "You can't go here, we are handling a case, and it is inconvenient to disclose the details of the case, sorry."

Amuro smiled: "Okay, excuse me."

He glanced into the alley casually, saw the dried dark red blood on the ground, and also saw the image of the corpse drawn with white lines - the young figure was obviously a child.

He couldn't help but look a little gloomy.

At this time, the comic has just drawn this step.

The camera first showed the back view of the blond young man standing next to the policeman, with a few dialog boxes floating on the top, which were the dialogues that Toru Amuro used to test the police just now.

And the next shot uses wide-angle painting to summarize the scene in the alley.

At the beginning, the barrage didn't realize who the young man was behind.

At this point, this story has come to an end.

In the last frame, the facial features of the blond and black-skinned young man are fully exposed, but his eyes are inexplicably gloomy, staring strangely at the appearance in the alley.

He was obviously smiling, but his purple-gray pupils were light in color, and he was a little terrified for no reason.

"I still have a mission..."

"It's a bit strange here, remember it first, I'll visit you later"

The young man bowed slightly to the policeman and left politely.

And the barrage went crazy after a moment of sluggishness——

[Tooko! ! ! !Lively! ! !My tortoise! ! ! (roaring) (distortion) (crawling)]

[Fuck me fuck me fuck me! ! !Damn it, is it really dark?]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

【Task?What mission (alert) Oh my god, this alley—couldn't be the case that Heiji is investigating, right? 】

[Black chicken—be careful—here is a handsome bad brother——]

[I never thought that Touzi would be so dark when he appeared on the stage qwq If I want to post it, Heitou will definitely pull out a gun and point it at me, and look at me with a fake smile (points to finger) (shy)]

[Wait, I remember that the four people on the Porsche didn't have Touzi at the beginning, right? Touzi also appeared in Osaka. Isn't this implying that Master Qin and the others are in the same place? ! 】

[Yes! !Jing Guang is also there]

[If the development of the original version is followed, Master Qin brings Touzi with him to carry out missions, this is not a group of undercover agents mixed in with a black bourbon (horrified)]

[Hey hey——why did you stamp the black square on Touzi qwq Maybe this is another old thief deliberately misleading us about drawing the underworld! 】

[Hey, the sisters in front don't mix forums at first glance, haven't we discussed it before, Master Qin and Touzi must be one black and one red, could it be that my beautiful and greasy Qin sauce is black!Sister, look at the silver-haired suit violin and the wet bath violin and the gentle gentleman violin and say it again (the devil whispers)]

[……………Okay, I was wrong qwq black through the red piano game high qwq]