[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

I stacked the last pile of clean dishes firmly on the shelf behind me, patted the water droplets on my hands lightly, turned around, and looked at the girl behind me with anticipation in my eyes.

The girl was tilting her face slightly, with her right index finger pressed against one side of her cheek. She remained silent for half a minute. Gradually, a mischievous expression appeared on her face.

My heart lifts upwards.

Sure enough, it's a little bit reluctant. I have zero service experience, and I don't have any points to add points except for washing dishes and serving coffee.

However, the girl suddenly giggled and held out a hand to me: "Congratulations, Ms. Natsume Akie. From today onwards, you are a waiter at Poirot's Cafe!".

I breathed a sigh of relief, raised the back of my hand and wiped my sweaty forehead.

"Thank God, I have finally met a successor that I am satisfied with!" She, the "former" waitress of this cafe, Azusa Enomoto, shook my arm excitedly, looking more ecstatic than me Kuang: "Tomorrow afternoon I have to take a flight to Los Angeles, but I'm not satisfied with the girls who came to interview. It's all the boss's fault. He insisted that as long as I'm satisfied, I can be hired. Hey, I'm under a lot of pressure. , After all, I have worked here for several years, and I want to choose a perfect successor no matter what, your appearance has helped a lot!"

Although I was still feeling guilty, I tried my best to squeeze out a confident smile: "Many, thank you for your compliment, I will do my best to take care of everything."

Azusa Enomoto was happily circling in circles, which made me feel even more ashamed.

"Well, Ms. Enomoto, why did you suddenly go to the United States, and you went there for a year?"

"Because, the dance academy I've always dreamed of has finally sent an admission notice. I'm going to study for a year to pursue my dream!" She clenched her fist with one hand and said with sparkling eyes.

"It's amazing!" I was a little shocked, but I was still happy for her from the bottom of my heart.People who have the courage to pursue their dreams are most worthy of admiration.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are basically no customers. Two girls in white-collar clothes came, ordered coffee in a hurry and took it away. He sat down at a table, smiled skillfully at us, spread out the newspaper by his side, put on his glasses and read it calmly.This posture looks like a regular visitor.

"This old man lives nearby. Every afternoon, he would come to sit for a while and order a tuna sandwich and caviar." Enomoto whispered, putting the sandwiches he had prepared earlier into the microwave to heat up, and soon he would have a hot afternoon. A small meal plus a cup of barley tea was placed on the old man's table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Haina, how are you doing today, is your blood pressure stable?" Miss Enomoto greeted familiarly.

The old man smiled kindly: "The low pressure is still on the high side, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm already seventy, and it's normal to have these problems, hahaha."

Next, Ms. Enomoto introduced me to the menu in the store and the details that need to be paid attention to when serving tea and pouring water.

"Although our store is not very big, we have a lot of customers, especially in the morning, afternoon and evening. But many of them are regular customers, and everyone is cute and polite, so don't worry too much." Ms. Enomoto smiled and led me around the rooms. From the staff lounge to the back kitchen, "It opens on time at eight o'clock in the morning. It's ok if Ms. Natsume comes two or ten minutes earlier. If there's something urgent, you can say hello to Mr. Amuro—"

"Mr. Amuro..."

"It's another waiter." Miss Enomoto explained, suddenly smirked, and whispered to me, "Super handsome guy, he is also very nice, smart, considerate and versatile..."

Speaking of Mr. Amuro, she poured out endless compliments, and I listened with a smile on my face, acting like a complete stranger.

In fact, I definitely know more about him than Miss Enomoto.Much more.

Suddenly, I thought of another question.

"Miss Enomoto, Mr. Amuro, how long have you been here?"

"Well, about two months or so."

"Oh." I used all the remaining memories of "Detective Conan" to roughly go through the timeline.

It's been less than three months, so he probably hasn't discovered Conan's secret. At this moment, as a new member of the winery, the focus of his investigation should still be Kogoro Mori.

I sighed helplessly.If I had known that I would travel to this world inexplicably, I should have reviewed the manga that I had thrown away for a year.

Miss Enomoto finally let go of Mr. Amuro, who was perfect, and talked to me about the regular customers in the store. Sure enough, there were the Mori family and the children of the Detective Boys.

"If you encounter any embarrassment, you can go to Mr. Mori. Our upstairs is the site of a famous detective. Don't you feel quite safe?" Enomoto said with a smile.

However, all I felt was a cold sweat.This is not a blessed land protected by famous detectives, it is obviously a barren land shrouded in the shadow of death.

Since wages are calculated from tomorrow, I said goodbye to Enomoto-san around five o'clock.I crossed a few streets, and it took me ten minutes to return to the residence of the owner of my body, a clean and exquisite high-rise apartment.

The elevator goes to the fifth floor. The corridor is spacious and bright. The walls are inlaid with beige tiles. The doors of six families are lined up. I walked to the door with the "Natsume" sign and took out the key. He stepped in with a trace of hesitation.

Even if a familiar neighbor happens to catch a glimpse of my back, I'm afraid they won't see anything unusual.

Now, I have to adjust to life in this world first.I have only a few memories of Natsume Akie in my mind.These barren contents include her address, the location of commonly used items, the street view of Mihua Town, etc., as well as the sparkling sea she saw before jumping into the sea to commit suicide.

I walked to the unfamiliar but familiar sofa, threw the bag on the carpet, and fell heavily on it.

death.

I close my eyes.

Tiredness surged up, this is the first time I have felt tired since I crossed over three days ago.

Eyelids closed heavily, and I fell into silent darkness.It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that only a moment passed, "Bang"!A sudden gunshot polished the darkness with scorching sparks, and I sat up on the sofa clutching my chest like an electric shock.

The feeling of my heart being pierced by a bullet revived in my memory, I was gasping for breath, and my whole body was soaked in sweat.

I almost forgot that I, too, had just experienced death.

What an old fashioned way to travel.I smiled bitterly in my heart, got up and went to the kitchen to make a cup of instant coffee.

It's getting dark outside, it's almost eleven o'clock, a sound sleep and a cup of coffee, and now my mind is clear.

Anyway, even though my body and environment are unfamiliar at this moment, at least—I am still alive.

Well, let's start everything from scratch.I quite like this world, and I can be a colleague with someone like Amuro. Thinking about it, I am a little excited to look forward to it.

Well, it's decided!Forget who I used to be, anyway, I have nothing to miss in that world, cheer up, and start over as Natsume Akie!

I raised my mug and made a hopeful toast to the moon.

At this moment, a pink afterimage flew past my window and fell to the ground.

"Boom——" There was a heavy muffled sound, accompanied by the buzzing of several private cars, my body froze suddenly, and it took me a while to recover, and I threw myself to the window and looked down.

A woman in short pink pajamas was lying face up on the ground, a large pool of blood was gushing out from under her, and soon formed a small pool.

shit!