[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

"Almost enough is enough for me."

With a sullen expression on his face, An Shi came out from behind the dining table and looked at Gin with a sneer: "It's not like you to come here to find me early in the morning. What is it that makes you so impatient? But you probably don't want to attract unnecessary attention, otherwise you wouldn't deliberately choose the time when the number of people dining is the least. Tell me, what's the point?"

Gin stood up from where he had been sitting, with his hands still in the pockets of his windbreaker, his dark and murderous eyes hidden in the shadow of his long hair, he walked unhurriedly to the side of Anshi, with a low voice , The magnetic voice sounded again: "The organization has never tolerated traitors. I think you know this better than anyone else. I am here this time mainly to convey to you the order of the adult to get rid of a moth in the organization."

Amuro raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

Gin stared straight into his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Bourbon."

The expression on Amuro's face was once weird, a little scary, a little surprised, and a little wanting to laugh.

I don't know what he was thinking, but when I came back to my senses, I saw the corner of his mouth slightly upturned with a bit of sarcasm.

Then he laughed.In fact, it wasn't a very loud laugh, but the suddenly raised volume was extremely harsh in the empty room.

Both Vodka and I looked puzzled, only Gin stared at him for a moment, as if trying to see something from his weird behavior.

Amuro finally stopped laughing. He met Gin's eyes and said coldly: "I don't think it is the order of that lord, Gin. If it is the order of the lord, or if you have solid evidence, directly Assassination is enough, and you came here to let me know, it can only prove that you are not sure if I am the 'worm' in your mouth."

"It's really you, Bourbon." Gin squeezed out a playful smile, "I got information from Margo, she thinks you've hooked up with someone from the FBI, and that woman thinks you're dangerous."

"Me and the FBI? Is there any more ridiculous informant than this?" Amuro said with a look of contempt.

"Your dislike of the FBI is obvious to all," Gin said, "so I feel the need to confirm it myself."

After all, he shot at a very fast speed, took out a gun from his pocket, turned his arm, and pointed the muzzle straight at me behind.

But his eyes were still looking directly at Amuro: "Kill this woman who has something to do with the FBI."

My heart seemed to stop suddenly, what did he just say?kill me?

I stared at Amuro with frightened eyes, but he turned a blind eye to my fear.

"Is it necessary to kill this woman with uncoordinated hands and feet?" He shrugged, "I don't think she has anything to do with the FBI, a person who can shake a plate even if he can't even pass the FBI interview. "

His tone was very light, but every word pierced my heart.

Very good, I am such a stupid existence in his eyes, very good.

"And think about it, she is a colleague who works with me. If she dies here, then I will be the number one suspect. Aren't you afraid that the Japanese police will follow me to find clues about the organization?"

Gin was silent.

Amuro continued: "I'm very curious. Just a photo of her and Akai Shuichi a long time ago, what can prove? Does it prove that she is also the FBI? I'm afraid that Margot told you this information? Just working together, you can Finding that I was in collusion with the FBI, it seems that she is not a good investigator."

Gin glanced at Vodka, and the latter took out his mobile phone as if he had received an order, and held it up to Amuro.

I saw Amuro's expression froze, and he raised his eyebrows unnaturally.My farsighted eyes clearly saw what he showed in front of Amuro.

a photo.A photo of him in my living room last night.In the photo, I was only wrapped in a bath towel, revealing a large part of my shoulders and half of my chest, and one of his hands was still on my cheek, which looked like he was flirting from a distance.

The timing of this capture is too coincidental!No matter who took the picture, can he also make up for his next action of pulling my face!

"So, just based on a photo I took at her house last night? When did the organization degenerate to such a point that people who obtained information by taking secret photos can also be entrusted with important tasks?"

"Really? According to Margo, she came here to work for less than five days. Did you hook up so quickly? This kind of careless style is not like you, Bourbon. You must have known each other long ago, right?" ?For example, at FBI headquarters—”

"Is it necessary to study this carefully, Gin? They are all men, so it's not difficult to understand when you meet a type you like. After all, I'm not like you, I'm only interested in traitors..." Amuro said half-sarcastically and half-threateningly .

Huh?I seem to have been programmed to be a very confused woman unconsciously.

"However, that Sherry is still alive and kicking. If at that time, you could not be so naughty and shoot directly through her skull, it would save a lot of trouble in the follow-up. Am I right, Gin? Then If an adult knows that you have missed a good opportunity to kill the traitor due to personal reasons, what will he think?"

Amuro's venomous tongue was absolutely ruthless, I saw Gin's pupils shrinking rapidly, and a bitter anger swelled in the room.

"Well, what have you been talking about from the beginning?" I asked pretending to be confused, "What about Margaux, Bourbon, and organizations? Hey, don't get me involved, Mr. Amuro, you Is it a member of a gang? If so, please forget what happened last night, we should stop dating..."

I pretended to be scared and retreated to the door. At this time, there were many people knocking on the door.

"Hey, we are here to fix the water pipes. Didn't you call yesterday to say that the kitchen was leaking? Why is no one here? Our time is also very tight, what are you doing?" A rough voice shouted at the door.

The tense tension in the room immediately relaxed.

Gin glanced at me coldly, and then sneered at Bourbon with deep meaning: "In terms of the ability to collect intelligence, you are the only one in the organization other than Shuichi Akai, I hope you will not be the target of being purged. If you Then one day, I'll be happy to carry it out myself."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his hat, opened Poirot's door, and left in a swaggering manner under the surprised and horrified eyes of a group of maintenance workers in blue clothes.

So, am I saved?

"Okay, okay, I really wanted to say the wrong place, I'm sorry to make you go all the way." I stuffed two vouchers to the uncle who took the lead, "From now on, I will come to Pineapple often."

Maybe it's because my smiling face is so contagious, but what's more important is the weight of the two vouchers. The uncle immediately smiled and said, "Oh, thank you very much. From now on, you can always find me if there is a water leak. I will live nearby."

After sending the uncle away, I breathed a sigh of relief.Just now, it was Shiliang who called in my tone. During the confrontation between Ginjiu and Amuro, after I heard that he asked Amuro to kill me, I immediately dialed her number in a predetermined way.

It's okay to ring once.The two beeps are to get her attention by creating a little chaos at our door.Three beeps means call the police immediately.

I closed the door, patted my chest, and was about to make a victory gesture to Amuro behind me, but was forced back again and again by his face approaching suddenly.

I slammed into the door and he pressed down on me so aggressively that I was between the door and him like a hot dog.Tightly.

His face is so close that our noses will meet if I move forward a little.

"..." I couldn't speak, I could only stare at him with round eyes.The aura exuding from him was even worse than that of the gin just now, which made me feel panicked.

"Can you tell me carefully, who are you?" He said with a horrified expression on his face. I saw his pupils suddenly become small, and his purple-gray eyes were trembling due to great emotional fluctuations.

I don't think I've ever known such an Amuro.

very scary.