[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

Toru Amuro left Natsume Akie's community and walked to a parking lot in the west area of ​​Mihua Town.

It was dark and the parking lot was dead silent.He didn't use the remote control, he walked to his car directly from memory, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat, not surprised by the woman sitting next to him.

"It's all over, Bourbon?" The gorgeous blonde beauty propped her face with one hand, and looked at Amuro slyly with cat-like eyes.

"Well, it's over." Amuro glanced at the woman in the rearview mirror and started the car, "It's just a very interesting little incident, and it has been perfectly resolved."

"As expected of you. So, what happened to that matter?" The woman asked, twirling a strand of hair with her fingers.

"that matter?"

"Don't pretend to be confused, it's Margot's information, have you investigated it?"

Anshi paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Everything about her is a mystery, and there is no way to start."

The woman sighed: "Even you can't get any clues about her, she is really a mysterious person."

"This should be my line, Belmode." Amuro turned out of the parking lot and drove into an empty avenue, "A person like you, who is deeply loved and trusted by that adult, knows nothing about her , How can we 'little people' find out the truth so easily."

Belmode shrugged and said, "It's not that I don't understand at all. Didn't I tell you before that she is a woman with excellent physical skills, and more importantly, she is a master sniper, one level taller than Chitian and Cohen. Level, it is said that like that Akai Hideichi, she can hit targets beyond 700 yards. Of course, I know this too. She is a newcomer, because of her excellent sniper ability, she was favored by the adult and joined the organization, and won the 'Ma Song 'this code."

When he heard the name Akai Shuichi, Amuro's expression darkened obviously, and the fingers holding the steering wheel were pinched hard, the knuckles were bluish white.

"What's the matter, Bourbon?" Belmode noticed something strange and asked.There was a hint of concern in her teasing voice.

Amuro loosened his fingers, and his expression recovered: "It's nothing, I just remembered some unpleasant past events."

Belmode gave him a meaningful look, and said with a warning: "Don't take it lightly, Bourbon. This Margaux was given the power to shoot and kill traitors by that lord. Even if he was killed by mistake, he would not be held accountable. So, be careful of the people around you, especially those you just met recently, and be more cautious when doing things."

"Hearing your words, it seems that I am the traitor who is going to be purged." Amuro said with a smile, avoiding a drunk truck with a beautiful drift.

Belmode blinked secretly, and said softly, "Who knows."

The white car speeds up into the thick night, like a white shark rolling in the black prodigal son.

The author has something to say: I'm a little busy next week, and may be interrupted for two days, please forgive me_