[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

Looking at the monster downstairs, I felt like I was on the set of a strange show or a fantasy movie.

We often see such positions in movies: high-ranking villains, condescending and side by side overlooking the protagonist in distress, their eyes are full of calculation and contempt.

It's just that in this incident, it's really hard to say who is the villain and who is the decent.

I secretly glanced at the two people on the left and the right: Karasuma Takuya had a complex expression, his indifference was mixed with regret, and there was a trace of pity that I didn't know if it was true or not, while Amuro had a face of disapproval, frowning, One corner of the mouth was clenched tightly by the teeth, and it was pressed inward.

I am a little relieved.At least he reacted like a normal person, so he couldn't help leaning towards him.

"Your target was this at first, right?" Amuro's eyes were on top of my head and shot at Karasuma Takuya, and two men of similar height exchanged eyes across me.

Karasuma Takuya also shrugged: "Probably, I just didn't expect to meet you. This is also some kind of subtle fate."

When he said the second half of the sentence, his eyes were looking down, and they collided with my peripheral vision.

I quickly withdrew my gaze.

Amuro glanced at him and the monster in disgust, and said nothing more.

"Ah, where's the other boy?" I suddenly remembered that there was another person whose life and death were unknown, and asked in surprise.

"Don't worry about him, he probably ran away too." Amuro said in a calm tone, "Besides, they are not college students. Remember the news reports you heard on the way here?"

"Of course I remember." I raised my voice slightly, "The road murderer in the report is actually this child and the Tamiya couple, just like Mr. Karasuma said just now. But it has nothing to do with whether they are college students or not. Is it related? Although I don't think they are like..."

"It's not the Highway Murderer. There's another report." Amuro rubbed his temple helplessly. "It's about the serial murder case."

I thought about it and said "oh".

"I've paid attention to this case before. At least two murderers specially selected families with art collections in their homes and lived in remote locations. After killing the owner, they stole some valuables. The Tamiya couple are very suitable for them. The target, so those two men pretending to be college students should be home murderers."

Karasuma also interjected with a smile: "I agree. And after I got in the car, the news reported that the bodies of two male college students were found on the outskirts of Saitama Prefecture. In fact, it was not the one who killed them. Highway murderers, but these two burglary murderers. They killed two boys, and threatened the three female students accompanying them to cooperate with them and go to the Tamiya couple's mansion to seek help—after all, there are girls who will make them They look more believable."

"That's right." Amuro continued, "There should be no sign of rain at that time. They may want to approach the couple in the name of asking for help when the car broke down, and then wait for the opportunity to act. Unexpectedly, there was a heavy rain by accident. They had no choice but to hide inside to avoid the rain. It's a pity that they didn't expect that the Tamiya couple was not simple, and there was a man-eating monster at home."

"Wait!" I raised my hand to stop their reasoning, "If they are burglars and murderers, then who is the man and woman who replaced the Tamiya couple?"

"Art Thief." Karasuma Taku also pointed to the paintings above the fireplace, "They were all replaced before we came. If it weren't for the rain and the five uninvited guests who arrived first, they should have It's gone away."

"This night is really a gathering night for the wicked." Amuro complained, glanced at Karasuma, and said with deep meaning.

That is to say, all the villains.Huh, something seems wrong.

Those three girls and I are innocent.

A loud belch interrupted our reasoning, and I saw in horror that the well-fed "monster" had changed its crouching posture, with its legs kicked back and its arms bent on the ground. The posture is exactly the same as that of a reptile aiming at its prey and about to pounce on it.

Its phosphorescent eyes looked straight at us.

I remember lizards with very powerful hind limb muscles, capable of running and bouncing at great speed.If it attacks suddenly, humans cannot escape at all.

"Give me the gun." Amuro suddenly whispered in my ear.

Are you worried about me?

But I gave him the gun back.To be honest, just thinking of lizards makes me shudder, let alone aiming and shooting, I can't even run away.

The monster's cheeks were bulging, and its eyes were fixed on us.

It makes me sad to think that this is still a 12-year-old child.

Suddenly, without warning, it jumped up like a frog, slid a smooth curve in mid-air, and rushed towards us.

"Hey, don't you want to do something?" Amuro yelled at Karasuma while stretching out an arm and pulling me behind him.

If it wasn't for my self-indulgence, he should have seen my fear of reptiles.

If it wasn't for the lizards, I could have provided some help, but I'm so cowardly that I just want to hide behind them, or just run to a room and lock the door to hide.

Karasuma gave a half-smile "hm", and pulled out a [-]cm long dagger from his sleeve.

With a swipe of his thumb, the dagger sheath fell off, revealing the sharp blade.

Why use a dagger?

I was thinking like this one second, and the next second I saw five severed fingers of the monster flying in the air, splashing blood everywhere.

It screamed "Aww", landed on the handrail on the second floor, and grabbed Karasuma with the other hand.

Amuro suddenly covered my eyes.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of painful wailing resounded throughout the room. The monster kept jumping to the ground, moving in a panic and panic, completely at a disadvantage.

Amidst the continuous howls, I heard the sound of the blade cutting flesh. Amuro tightly covered my eyes, and refused to let go no matter how much I scratched.

He doesn't actually have to do that, I've always been able to bear it.But as the friction between the dagger and the flesh became more and more frequent, the strength in his hand increased uncontrollably.

I could feel his anger, even helplessness.

In fact, if Karasuma was not a member of the organization, he must have rushed to stop it.I could guess what Karasuma was doing to that poor kid just by the sound, but why did he torture it like this instead of killing it with a knife?

The sound of stabbing finally stopped, the monster fell heavily to the ground, and the room smelled of blood.

I pulled Amuro's hand away. Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked by the tragedy in front of me.

As far as the eye can see, no place has escaped the spray of blood, and the whole house looks like a massacre has just been carried out, even smallpox was not spared.

I was suddenly glad that I had just blocked my view.

I stumbled and stood up straight, threw myself on the handrail and looked down, and saw the monster rolling on the ground in a bloody mess. His ten fingers were all broken off, and one foot was also cut off. He was alone like an abandoned object. lying on the coffee table.

Apart from these broken places, there were inexplicable stab wounds on his body, but none of them were fatal.

"After all, it is a precious experimental material, how could it be wasted casually." Karasuma seemed to be explaining, and smiled at us innocently, but this smile was set off by the blood spots on his face, making it eerie.

He jumped down from the second floor and landed on the ground almost without bending his knees. He strode forward, mercilessly grabbed the hair of the child-like curled up and moaning monster, and strangled it unconscious.

It was just a child, and I couldn't bear it.Although it ate many people, it was completely out of instinct, just like tigers and lions. There is no objection to killing me directly, but is it necessary to torture me like this?

"Do you know what the main ability of a lizard is?" He looked up at us and asked with a smile, like a teacher in class.

I stared back at him with wide eyes, as if I had lost the ability to speak.

Does it change color?While terrified, the word flashed through my mind.

"It's the ability to regenerate. When they are in danger, they often cut off their tails to attract the attention of the enemy. This is called 'self-amputation regeneration' in biology. It is precisely because of this rare function that we decided to inject lizards into it. The blood serum. Although it has gone mad, it is still very valuable to continue to use as a test subject for regeneration tests."

The subject of the regeneration test...

I can't imagine what he would experiment with it.For a moment, I thought of Kaneki Ken, and my heart sank suddenly.

God.Is he going to treat this child like a gecko treats Jin Mu?

It's so cruel.

I tried to stop him and reached out to snatch the gun from Amuro's hand, but Amuro hid the gun behind his back and his other hand stopped my arm.

"Go and wake up those two women, let's get out of here first." He ordered solemnly and without question.

"But—" I frowned and looked downstairs, "I can't just leave it like this, or the child is too miserable. He was born weak and sick, and after being transformed into a monster, he will face cruel experiments. I... I can't just leave like this, if I leave it alone, I will always feel uneasy in the future—"

"That's enough, let me stop!" He grabbed my collar with fierce eyes, "If you don't want to die, don't mess with him, do you hear me? That's not someone you can deal with!"

I stared at him blankly for a moment, feeling drained.

After a few minutes, I wiped my tears resignedly, pushed his hand away, stood up, and said hoarsely, "I see."

I hung my head and walked towards the corridor on the right side of the second floor.

He is doing it for my own good, I understand, but I feel so lost.

Is he really so cruel?After weighing the pros and cons, quickly choose the way that benefits you, even at the expense of others.Is there such a factor in his nature, or has he been undercover in the organization for a long time and has changed?

I woke up the two girls ignorantly, but I was still thinking about this matter, and I didn't even seem to hear their screams at the top of their throats.

I wandered downstairs like a marionette, indifferent to the girl behind me who didn't know the truth and kept pulling me, seeing the blood and corpses all over the floor competing and howling.

Amuro was standing at the porch waiting for me, the door had been opened wide, the rain had become very light, and the sky was turning pale.

I tried not to look at him, nor at the monster lying on the ground, nor Takuya Karasuma studying its severed finger with an excited face.

Isn't all this really a dream?

When he was about to step out of the entrance, Amuro, who had already stepped out with one foot, suddenly made a low "cut", took out his gun, turned around suddenly, and quickly fired a gun behind him.

The bullet lodged deep in the center of the monster's forehead.

No matter how strong the regenerative ability is, it is certain to die.