Chapter 16 Training Kurosawa Online Questioning
Inside a prison in Miho, Miho's second-in-command lies on a white hardboard bed. In a few days, he will be sent to the execution ground.
His face was ashen. He, the second-ranked assassin on the Mihua Assassin List, had fallen to this state because of a dog.
And then there was Snake One, who had always been loyal to him, but due to his own carelessness, he went to report to the King of Hell early.
Thinking of this, Mihua's second assassin couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with grief and covered his face to weep.
The prison nights are quiet and still, with prison guards occasionally patrolling the cells.
"Tap tap tap!" Someone was walking towards us from a distance, stepping on the floor.
The sound gradually grew closer, step by step, until it finally stopped in front of the cell of Mika's second assassin.
"Bang!"
The heavy iron door was kicked open and slammed against the wall with a loud bang.
Someone walked into the cell, and at that moment, time seemed to stand still; even the chirping of insects outside the wall stopped abruptly.
"Is it a prison guard?" Mika's second-in-command sat up in bed.
However, he was wrong.
In the dim light, the person's features were obscured; all that could be seen was that they were wearing a cloak, resembling a mysterious figure from a novel.
"Who are you?" The second assassin of Mihua stood up warily, facing the mysterious man and adopting a defensive stance.
Judging from his clothes, he is definitely not a prison guard.
"I'm here to help you escape."
The thought of "escaping" was incredibly tempting for someone trapped in a prison, and Mika's second assassin shuddered.
However, there's no such thing as a free lunch, and Mihua's second assassin knew this all too well; the other party definitely needed him to do something.
Mika's second assassin relaxed and said, "Are you telling the truth?"
"certainly!"
What do you need me to do?
"Hehe, I need you to kill someone." Number Two approached and stopped a meter away from Miwa's second assassin.
"You know this person, he's..." He paused to leave the audience in suspense.
"Kurosawa Formation".
"It's him!"
"Do you want to know why you lost so completely?"
"That's all because of Kurosawa Jin. If it weren't for him, you and your subordinates wouldn't have been targeted."
"If it weren't for him, your men might not have died."
Number Two's voice had a touch of magic, as if it were subtly enticing the other person.
"Yes! Yes!" Fine beads of sweat dripped from the forehead of Mika's second assassin.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he were possessed, and he was enveloped by overwhelming resentment.
"It's him! It's all because of him! I'm going to kill him!!!"
Seeing how easily the second assassin of Mihua transferred his hatred to the target, Number Two couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Hahahaha—
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After the entrance ceremony, the new batch of police academy students will have one day to adjust and adapt before officially starting training tomorrow.
On his way back to his dorm, Inoshita Yao tried to get close to Ichihara Haruhiko every time, but was pushed away by the other.
"Stay away from me, we've only just met."
"The more you interact, the faster you'll get to know someone," said Inoshita Yao, offering his social theory.
“Look at Jin, he’s adapted very well.” He looked at Jin and raised an eyebrow at him.
Kurosawa Jin: ...
He adapted well because he already knew both of them.
When Kurosawa Jin first met Inoshita Yo, he was also taken aback by Inoshita Yo's sudden enthusiasm.
Of course, he couldn't say these words out loud; he could only keep them to himself.
"Ah Yao, Haruhiko is the kind of person who's slow to warm up, so just let him go," Kurosawa Jin advised, while simultaneously distancing himself from Ichihara Haruhiko.
"Alright."
"Thump." Suddenly, Kurosawa Jin felt someone bump into his back, and he had to turn around to check.
"I'm so sorry, so sorry," the other person apologized repeatedly. "I was looking at the trees by the roadside when I was walking, and I didn't notice them for a moment!"
The speaker was a thin, small young man. He was slightly short, with delicate features, fair skin, short chestnut hair, and yellow-brown eyes. He looked shy and harmless.
"fine."
Inoshita Yao peeked out from behind Kurosawa Jin, his face beaming with enthusiasm, and said with his signature smile, "Hello, my name is Inoshita Yao, what's your name?"
The person on the other side was also startled by the sudden appearance of Inoshita Yao and was at a loss for what to do.
"Uh... Hello, my name is Naoto Hideaki."
“See? Not everyone can handle his enthusiasm,” Haruhiko Ichihara chirped in a voice only Jin Kurosawa could hear.
Kurosawa Jin sighed, "That's just his personality, there's nothing we can do about it."
"So, you mean you're very familiar with him?" Inoshita Yao hit the nail on the head.
"Uh, no, this is our first time meeting." He wiped away non-existent sweat, thinking to himself that Haruhiko's observation skills were as sharp as ever.
"Jin, Jin, he lives right next door to you!" Inoshita Yao put his hand on Hideaki Naoto's shoulder, giving off the feeling of an older brother protecting his younger brother.
"What a coincidence!" Kurosawa Jin exclaimed in surprise.
"Hello, I am Naoto Eikai." The chestnut-haired youth bowed politely, looking quite well-behaved, a bit like the boy next door.
"I am Kurosawa Jin, and he is Ichihara Haruhiko," Kurosawa Jin introduced.
Haruhiko Ichihara subtly sized up the person in front of him and said calmly, "Hello."
"Are you going back to your dorm? Let's go together!" Inoshita Yo invited Hideaki Naoto.
"OK!"
The four walked together, with Inoshita Yo pulling Hideaki Naoto along in front, while Ichihara Haruhiko and Kurosawa Jin chatted casually.
“That Naoto Hideaki doesn’t seem as harmless as he appears.” Haruhiko Ichihara stared at the back of the person in front of him, his eyes seemingly dissecting the other person.
"Why do you say that?" Kurosawa asked, seemingly casually.
“A person’s inner qualities can be seen from some small details.” Haruhiko Ichihara adjusted his glasses.
Indeed, Kurosawa Jin had already noticed that the man's performance when he bumped into him was extremely poor.
As a veteran actor, Jin Kurosawa could tell whether he was being genuine or just acting.
"It does feel a bit out of place," he nodded in agreement.
"Be careful, he might be after you. After all, you're the young master of a conglomerate," Haruhiko Ichihara kindly reminded him.
Kurosawa Jin: ...
"So many people really do know who I am," he said, feigning annoyance.
Perhaps because Kurosawa Jin and his companion were too far behind, Inoshita Yo turned around and shouted at them, "Hey! Why are you two so slow!"
"Here I am!"
Regardless, I will not let either of them get into trouble this time, Kurosawa Jin secretly resolved.
——
"Everyone, jog slowly along the outer edge of the track for ten laps."
"Get moving, everyone! No slacking off! Keep the lines straight! No one falling behind!"
The instructor who spoke was a middle-aged man with gray hair, surnamed Zhongtian, who was said to be a new instructor transferred from another place.
"Yes, instructor!"
In the middle class, as the top student in this year's entrance exam, Kurosawa Jin undoubtedly became the class monitor.
He led the entire class in a run on the track. After five minutes, some of the less physically fit students were out of breath, such as Jingxia Yao.
"How many laps... are there?" He was panting heavily, feeling like he might collapse on the track at any moment.
Painful times always seem endless, leaving people physically and mentally exhausted.
He struggled to lift his head and saw that Kurosawa Jin and Ichihara Haruhiko in front of him were upright and their breathing was not disordered.
"No, Jin, don't you feel tired?" Jingxia Yao ran forward with all his might.
"good."
"Wait for me!" he said, and then gradually fell down.
Kurosawa Jin turned his head and met Inoshita Yo's gaze. Through his eyes, it was as if one could see him screaming: "Are you even human?!"
"Ah Yao, you have to keep going!" he said earnestly.
After speaking with Kurosawa Jin, Inoshita Yo approached Ichihara Haruhiko.
"Chunyan, I didn't expect you to be so fit despite your slim figure!"
Haruhiko Ichihara said expressionlessly, "That's because you underestimated me. I was second when I entered the university."
"ah?"
"As expected, people only remember the first place and ignore the second place." Haruhiko Ichihara raised his hand and wiped away his sweat.
Jingxia Yao's confidence was severely damaged. Of the three, he was the only weakling!
He looked back, trying to regain his lost confidence.
The first thing I saw was Naoto Hideaki's deathly pale face. He didn't look well; it felt like he had been gone for quite a while, even though he was still exercising.
"Naoto, are you alright?" Inoshita Yo noticed that something was wrong with the other person and asked worriedly.
"I...I..." Naoto Eikai was about to speak when his body went awry, his left foot crossed over his right, and he collapsed.
"Ah, Naoto! Are you alright?"
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In the medical room.
Jingxia Yao and the other two sat by the hospital bed.
"Ah Yao, you and Haruhiko go eat first, I'll watch over things here." Kurosawa Jin looked at Ichihara Haruhiko, gesturing for him to pull the others away.
"No, I want some too..."
"Let's go, Inoshita, let's go get them some food." Haruhiko Ichihara understood Jin Kurosawa's look, turned around and dragged Yao Inoshita out.
"Ouch, Haruhiko, you pinched my flesh!"
Their voices faded into the distance, leaving only Kurosawa Jin staring at Hideaki Naoto on the bed.
"Stop pretending, just say what your purpose is."
"You actually found out." The person on the bed suddenly opened their eyes, abandoning their previous shyness and displaying a sharp and piercing gaze, clearly not someone to be trifled with.
"You tricked me into bumping into you yesterday, and today you're pretending to faint to gain sympathy." Kurosawa Jin exposed Hideaki Naoto's true colors in just a few words.
What is your purpose in approaching us?
"I'm close to you, of course, because of you."
At this moment, Naoto Hideaki's expression was icy, like a machine that had killed countless people.
"Me?" Kurosawa Jin scoffed. "Do you want my money? Or my power? Or...?"
"My life!"
Although he emphasized the last three words, it is unlikely that Naoto Hideaki would want to kill him. After all, it would be completely unnecessary to go to great lengths to act and get close to someone in order to kill them.
Of course, it's better to fry it.
"You're overthinking it. I have no bad intentions. Please believe me, I'm here to help you." Naoto Eikai got out of bed and came to Jin Kurosawa.
"Someone's watching you, Kurosawa Jin!"
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