[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

There is a section of winding mountain road ahead. According to Karasuma Takuya, the place called Black Cat Villa is on a high slope at the end of the mountain road.

"Why would someone build a mansion in such a place with inconvenient transportation?" I muttered to myself.

"It's not a usual residence. It's a place for vacation or cooling off. The owners of the Black Cat Mountain Villa, Tamiya and his wife, have inherited millions of dollars. They have many houses in Tokyo, Kyoto and other places, and the monthly rent alone To be able to live a life of debauchery." Takuya Karasuma explained.

"It's nice to have money." I rested my chin and sighed.

By the way, this guy's surname is Karasuma, so he must be someone from the Karasuma group, right?I glanced at him through the rearview mirror, he was fiddling with his mobile phone, his face was paler by the overly black short hair.

In fact, his face is quite young. Some people believe that he is 23 or [-] years old, but I don’t know why I thought he was in his early thirties from the beginning. It may be that his demeanor and temperament are relatively mature, and he also claims to be a university teacher. Obviously my judgment correct.

"What are you doing alone in this wilderness?" I asked.

"A field trip, and pick up something by the way." He put down his phone, rubbed his eyes, looked at the back of my head and said, "A teacher from the same college met Tamiya and his wife when they were traveling in Vienna some time ago. If you want to go to the suburbs to check the wind direction, I asked me to give them the CDs they recorded during their play.”

"Vienna, I really want to go too. The romantic capital of music." I hummed doremi from "The Sound of Music", but unexpectedly he hummed along with me.

After humming halfway, he realized that he had lost his composure, and grinned embarrassedly: "Tamiya and his wife are art lovers. It is said that there are many paintings of celebrities in their family collection. Although they are fakes, they are all high-priced fakes. The work has some research, and I really want to take this opportunity to see it with my own eyes.”

The car drove into Panshan Road.The road was narrow and steep, and could barely accommodate two cars running side by side. At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the gaps between clouds were filled with blue lightning, and loud rumbling noises rolled across the sky.

"Cut." Amuro smacked his mouth, this was the only word he spit out after Takuya Karasuma got into the car.

He picked up speed again, if I didn't have full confidence in his driving skills, I would definitely stop it.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, accompanied by an earth-shattering bang, the sky was like a pot of boiling water, churning messily and crazily.

He turned the Mazda into a racing car, and finally drove off the mountain road at the moment when the downpour fell.

"The storm is finally here." Karasuma Takuya looked at the treacherous sky and said to himself with a half-smile.

Chestnut-sized raindrops hit the window pane intensively and crazily, making a "bang bang" sound, and I opened my mouth wide: "Hey, this is hail!"

Amuro saw a temporary stop ahead, and hurriedly drove the car there.Said to be a docking station, it is almost just a small open space with a cover, but it is quite life-saving for us at this moment.

He parked the car inside, covered by a roof, and the hail was falling on the outside, so we had to hide inside for a while.

"It's great to meet you." Karasuma showed gratitude, suddenly wrinkled his nose, sneezed hugely, and then searched all over his pockets for tissues.

I hand him a packet of napkins.

"Thank you!" he said, rubbing his nose. "I have allergic rhinitis, and pollen, heavy dust, and sudden cloudy days are all triggers."

I was about to say that I was the same, but then realized that was me, opened my mouth and closed it awkwardly.

Amuro glanced sideways at me.

"Today's weather is really abnormal. When I was measuring the wind speed at the top of the mountain, I saw several groups of college students outing in the wild. I don't know if they are as lucky as me." He smiled cheerfully.

I felt that Amuro didn't like this person very much, and he never took the initiative to talk to him.He turned on the car radio, the signal was intermittent because of the heavy rain, and it was still the news station I was listening to just now.

"At noon today...the Highway Murderer...committed the crime again. The dead were two male students traveling wild. Their bodies were found on the side of the suburban road leading to Saitama Prefecture. The time of death was around [-]:[-] noon to [-]:[-] p.m. Anyone with information please contact the police..."

I fought a cold war.

"Hey, did we just pass by where the body was found?" I asked nervously.

Amuro thought carefully for a while: "Very likely, but the body may have been discovered before we passed by."

He turned his head and looked at Karasuma Takuya with sharp eyes: "Can you let us see what's in your backpack?"

I froze for a moment, but Karasuma shrugged indifferently as if she had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

"Do you suspect that I am a road killer?" He said with a smile on his face. "However, it takes a long time to be cautious. After all, you have helped me a lot, and I don't want you to be on guard because of suspicion."

He readily unzipped the zipper and poured out the dismantled telescope, wind gauge and other equipment in the backpack for us to see.

These are the only things in the bag, and there is a shiny golden key that looks very heavy.

A key made of gold.

Amuro glanced quickly, with a strange expression on his face.

"Actually, that road killer is not a hitchhiker. On the contrary, he is a driver. When he sees the victim wandering by the side of the road, he pretends to offer help and waits for the opportunity to kill him."

"That is to say, from your point of view, we are more suspicious?" Amuro turned around and looked at him in the rearview mirror, with a distrustful smile on his lips, "If this is the case, you are quite courageous, that Is it really okay to expose valuable things to strangers casually?"

"How come, you must be good people." Karasuma Takuya pursed his lips and smiled, "My intuition has always been accurate."

There was a moment of silence in the car, and the sound of the radio became more and more like the soundtrack of the midnight ghost talk, buzzing, especially gloomy on this rainy and windy night.I quickly reached out and turned it off.

After about a few minutes, the hail finally stopped, but the rain became heavier and heavier. It was the first time I encountered such a heavy rain since I was a child, and I was a little bit at a loss, even if the cat was in the car, I was a little flustered.

Amuro started the car, but it failed to ignite once. Hearing the sound of turning off the engine, my whole heart was lifted. Fortunately, the second attempt was finally successful. The car started, and the water like a small river on the ground was stirred up, making a splashing noise. sound.

We were walking in the rainstorm. Karasuma Takuya and Amuro both had a strong sense of direction. They could clearly identify the direction in such a place where there were no road signs. With matching, we quickly found the one standing at the Black Neko Mountain Villa. hillside.

The moment I saw the mansion, I finally understood why it was called Black Cat Villa, because the whole house looked like a black cat standing upright from a distance.

This is the first time I have seen such a building.

There are lights in the house, and the light yellow light is like the eyes of a black cat, gazing at us quietly in the dark night.

Amuro parked the car at the foot of the hill.

Opening the car door, the cold wind blows in my face, and I hardly have the courage to rush into the rain.Takuya Karasuma jumped out first, and Amuro got out of the car and closed the door.I gritted my teeth, put the small package I carried into the close-fitting skirt, and jumped into the cold rain.

The rain didn't hit me overwhelmingly, a piece of warm clothes covered my head.

"Miss, be careful not to catch a cold." Karasuma Takuya smiled, his fair face seemed to be shining in the night, and his black rainproof jacket was protecting me from the smelly rain.

He nodded at us, and was the first to rush to the hillside. I turned to look at Amuro, and saw that he was arranging his coat with a slightly subtle expression.

"Don't stand stupidly, let's go!" He gave me a hand, and then ran forward.

Immediately I followed him, running up the stone steps leading to the top of the slope.

His body blocked most of the wind for me, but the rain still covered my face. I couldn't imagine how helpless I would be in this situation without him, and a warm current surged in my heart.

And the way he was arranging his clothes just now, he clearly wanted to throw the coat to me, but another person took it first.

That is definitely not an illusion produced by my self-indulgence.

But after thinking about it, this may be his instinctive behavior towards women, but he is usually too unkind to me, and a little bit of gentle action will make me feel flustered.

My mood suddenly became depressed.

When we ran to the entrance of the villa, we were completely soaked. Karasuma Taku, who arrived first, had already called to open the door. When we arrived, a woman in a pink dress was talking to him, and opened the door for us. Go in now.

She is about 32 years old and very beautiful. The makeup on her face is beautiful but not tacky. Her curvy figure is tightly wrapped in a slim dress, and a pure white plush shawl is draped over her fair shoulders.

"Come in! Hurry up and take a shower, you are all the second batch of asylum seekers." Her voice was a little low, but her tone was very gentle, like a very easy-going person.

We stepped into the hallway dripping with water, and saw three women and two men sitting on the sofa in the living room, all dressed as college students, staring at us intently.

"They were lucky. They came here as soon as the rain started, and they didn't get watered much." The woman said with a smile, "My name is Tamiya Miyuki, and I'm the hostess of this house. Go take a shower and change your clothes. "

Her eyes circled over us and finally landed on me.

"Ladies first. Two men can wash together. We have a big bathroom." She smiled, and then shouted to the corridor on the right side of the living room, "Honey, go find two clean clothes for the two. a man to replace."

"Understood." A thick male voice responded, and a minute later, a sturdy man with stubble walked out of the corridor quickly, holding two shirts in his hand, one white and one wine red.

"This is my lover, Tamiya Shizuoka." The hostess introduced.

A thunderstorm flashed outside the window, and a girl sitting on the sofa yelled "Aww", her companion hugged her shoulder and patted her lightly, the other girl looked out the window, biting her lower lip with her teeth, As if trying to endure something, the two boys who were walking with us sat indifferently, and their eyes fell on us in unison.

I don't like that look.