[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

A few days later, Shibuya Natsuko was discharged from the hospital, and his family moved in to take care of her. I wisely packed my things and left.

I was "dragged" by Mr. Okiya back to Kudo's house, the FBI was there, Judy saw me enter the room, grabbed my cheek, twisted it lightly, then hooked my arm around my neck and strangled me hard Le.

"Okay, you guys really deserve to be partners. Forming a group and pretending to be dead caused me to shed so many tears! Really, at least give me a hint!" Her voice was trembling, but there was a bright smile on her face .

I was moved and rubbed her face, the feeling of deja vu reappeared.

"Let's continue to live here in the future." Okiya Subaru put my simple luggage badge next to the sofa.

I shook my head: "You have been targeted by Bourbon. Although this time the danger was saved, he will definitely continue to pay attention to you in the future. My existence will only make him worse, which is not good for your investigation, so I still return Let’s live in the original home.”

Okiya Subaru supported the mirror frame, and smiled knowingly: "It makes sense, but——you have nothing else to hide from me, right?" His expression was a little subtle.

I swallowed nervously, shook my head and said, "No, no, it's just that I don't know what to do to make ends meet, and I'm a little worried, hahaha."

"Do you want to rejoin the FBI?" Gene came out of the kitchen with a straw in his mouth.

"No, I don't have this plan for the time being..." I refused. My half-baked person would only cause trouble for them. Besides, the FBI is not run by my family. If you want to leave, you can leave, and if you want to re-enter, you can re-enter.

We had lunch together, everyone cooked, and Judy was shocked by the fact that Mr. Akai could cook.

I leaned closer to her: "Don't be fooled by the appearance, you'll know when you try it later."

It turns out I was right.Beef stewed with potatoes, the potatoes have been rotten into mud, but the beef is half-cooked, too much coriander is added, entangled into a big ball, the soup is full of white fat-like semi-solid, reminds me of the leftovers in the university cafeteria Big iron bucket.

Sure enough, no one is perfect, and Judy and I squeezed our noses and slipped away from the pot of dark dishes, deliberately ignoring Mr. Akai's resentful eyes eager to evaluate.

I made a plate of Chinese-style spicy tofu and Russian borscht, which I used to be very good at.Judy made a fruit and vegetable salad, which she doesn't know much about, but the salad looked appetizing.

Cameron's appearance is stout and strong, and his craftsmanship is actually the best here. Hard dishes such as steak, grilled sausage, and bacon are all made by him, and they taste amazing.As expected of a German, he is an expert in meat products. I heard that he brews his own beer at home.

Jean, who has Italian ancestry, really made authentic pasta. During this period, he drove the ostentatious Hummer to buy ingredients several times, and kept complaining about the unauthentic pasta sold in Japan.

Conan came when the meal was about to start. Seeing that we had made his house smoky, with vegetable leaves and sauce stuck to the carpet, he dared not speak up and wiped his sweat vigorously.

At his suggestion, we also invited the doctor and Xiao Ai.He asked me to ask for it. Xiao Ai seemed to want to say something when she saw me, but she held it back arrogantly for a long time. When we arrived at Kudo's house and I poured her a glass of juice, she whispered something "Thank you".

"Don't worry about it." I pursed my lips and smiled. This child is a bit awkward, but even if she shrinks into a primary school student, her clothes and accessories are very particular. She looks like a delicate girl at first glance, and I——

I tossed and turned these few clothes, and they were all out of fashion. No wonder girls would sneak glances at me when I was walking. It turned out that it was my problem with how I dressed.

Japanese girls like to wear cute skirts, and they are very short. I wear long skirts that reach to the ankle, or slim denim trousers with a shirt.

I looked at Judy, she had already changed into a miniskirt and a beautiful silk scarf, so it seemed that I really needed to change my dressing style.

Buy a few beautiful skirts, high heels, and various accessories, which can not only adjust your mood, but also make you face life positively, which is great.

However, I have no money.

After a big meal, Gene proposed to go to the movies, and everyone readily agreed. Xiao Ai said that the homework was not completed, so she went home with the doctor. The rest of us went to the largest theater in Mihua Town in two cars.

There are not many films released today. After a brief screening, a bunch of reasoning madmen went straight to the well-known "The Invisible Guest".

Mr. Akai and I are next to each other, and this feeling is also very familiar. It seems that a long time ago, we would often go to the midnight theater after finishing our tasks to watch a movie to relax.

The film has a tight rhythm throughout, with reversals and reversals, and the actors' acting skills are overwhelming. Until the end, many people slumped in their seats and savored it for a long time.

The male protagonist is so simple, a proper 24k pure scumbag man, he committed a crime and poured dirty water on innocent women, how many people were deceived by his handsome face, and he called "dear" catchy just a second ago , smashed her head in the next second, it's too scumbag.

Just like that bastard.

Why did he do such a crazy thing? Didn't he forget to vaccinate after being bitten by a dog?

In the evening, I will go back to Kudo's house first. Mr. Akai and his companions will plan the next activities, and we will go to the mansion of our boss James in Japan. I will clean up the house by myself. After taking a hot shower, there will be nothing else to do. Do.

Seeing the lights on the opposite side, I suddenly wanted to pay a visit.

As a result of the visit, Xiao Ai agreed to go shopping with me tomorrow.

I decided to have a new start, so I must put all the clothes full of old memories at the bottom of the box and change to a new style. Don't think about money, just make money after spending it all.

The next morning, it was Saturday.There are many people in the store.

"This set is too earthy, like a resentful woman from the Showa era, next set." The yawning woman with a cold face folded her arms and rejected the fifth set of clothes I chose independently.

"Neither does this one, dressed like a pizza delivery guy."

"It's too fluffy, you are tall, don't choose this fat style!"

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After choosing the clothes that everyone is satisfied with, it is already noon.

"These pieces are all super pretty. Miss Natsume has long and straight legs, and the vest line remains at the waist, which is very suitable for this kind of plaid miniskirt and white shirt with an exposed waist." Haibara said with satisfaction, "The rate of return is absolutely [-]%. "

"There's no need to turn heads, just dress in harmony." I responded hypocritically, and she had an expression of "Really, they are all women, stop pretending, who has a good figure and doesn't want to show it off".

Wait, she seemed to have said a very excessive word just now, what is "the remains of the vest line"?Are you saying I gained weight?

Damn it, I must start exercising when my body recovers!

However, this body seems to be too ostentatious. There are several teenagers dressed as gangsters whistling at me, and I get nervous when the wind blows...

But there are miniskirts all over the street, and I didn't violate the dress. Maybe Erika's figure is too hot. The same dress is like the model in the poster, revealing lazy and sexy.

I looked at the street with cars coming and going, and secretly made up my mind.

Let's start from scratch.It started with the promise of a trip to Türkiye for Gene.

But because of the emergency, I was the only idler who could go. Gene wanted to postpone it, but I said I would just go by myself.

I desperately want to go out to breathe. I have an American passport. I don’t need an ID to go to Turkey. I just need to use Erica’s identity.

Three days later, I sat in a fast food restaurant next to the airport and had breakfast.Looking at everyone running around with luggage, I suddenly had the idea of ​​going back to the United States, at least where I am not an illegal resident, and no one will always target me.

After I was full, I lined up with my passport and air ticket. When it was my turn, everything went smoothly, but when I was about to leave the line and enter the waiting area, two men in suits grabbed me.

"Miss Natsume Akie? We are police officers from the Japanese National Police Agency. There are serious doubts about your identity and you are not allowed to leave the country for the time being. Please come with us."

I instantly petrified in place.

It was him, it must be him!He is the only one who knows my false identity, and he reported me.

Is he just so unwilling to let me go?You have already snatched so much from me, what else do you want?

(End of this article)

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