[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

I sat paralyzed on the ground for five or six minutes. Because of shame and grievance, these few minutes seemed extraordinarily long. I don’t know what kind of expression he used to look at me from behind. I just kept cheering myself up in my heart: stand up, You can do it, leave this embarrassing room and go back to your own room, it's just a corpse, don't be afraid.

Not afraid of being impossible, but I still tried my best to get up from the ground, tore off the skirt that had faded to my waist, and staggered out of his room without looking back.

There was no movement behind me, I closed the door with my backhand, blocking his breath inside.

The corridor was still dark, and I remembered the two paintings I saw with Karasuma Takuya. For some reason, I didn’t feel any emotion when I saw it, but when I recalled it in the dead of night, I felt a kind of terrified thoughtfulness. feel.

My legs began to tremble, and even crossing this less than two-meter-wide corridor was difficult. The corpse on the other side of the door, the cracked eyeballs, and the long and curved tongue were clearly reappearing in front of my eyes, and I couldn't help it. Trembling, he took a step back towards the door of Anshi's room behind him.

In fact, I could not be so self-respecting and turn back to seek his protection, but I only hesitated for half a second before resolutely abandoning this idea, gritted my teeth, and unscrewed the door of my room across the corridor.

Everything inside the door remained the same, I was leaning against the door panel, staring at the stiff corpse, the spots had already started to appear on her face, I really wish my eyesight was not so good.

There is a cold smell in the room, is it from the corpse?

I felt nauseous and retched my throat for a long time, until the flying gold stars appeared in front of my eyes, and finally stopped.

"Why don't you save me!" A woman's angry wailing suddenly came from my ear, I shivered, and turned my head to look around like an electric shock.

There was nothing, the corpse was still lying upright, with its hands bent like eagle claws, showing the pain and struggle before death.

"Why don't you save me!" The voice sounded again, it was not from anyone, but echoed in my own head.

"Obviously I left the message to you, why don't you crack it?" It continued to babble.

I covered my head and inhaled heavily until the sound stopped.

Yeah, why am I so stupid that I couldn't decipher the message she gave me?

No, I didn't pay much attention to it at all, and I was with Amuro just now, as long as I told him about it, with his cleverness, maybe he would figure it out, but I just cared about being teased by him, and there was still so much For a moment, I thought he really had some feelings for me, but I got carried away.

It's really crazy.

I laughed at myself a few times, stroked my messy hair with my hands, and stood up again.

There is a vanity mirror on the small table in the room, and I wrote the two numbers on it with my finger: 808 on the top and 101 on the bottom.

What does that mean?

I stared at the mirror for a long time, even though it clearly reflected the body on the bed behind.

People are really strange creatures. They were so scared to death a second ago, but when they realized their mistakes, they developed the courage to seek the truth for her.

And, I'm still holding my breath.

But I still seem to be incompetent, and 10 minutes have passed without any discovery.

I rubbed my eyes and decided to change my mind and push from the back to the front.Now she is dead, which shows that she wanted to ask us for help before, and the two numbers left behind are the meaning of calling for help, or implying the content of calling for help.

help...

808 ... 101 ...

Mirror... mirror? !

I stared at the mirror in front of me in astonishment, and finally understood the meaning of this message.

Mirror the two numbers 808 and 101 up and down, and you will get two SOS!

She was begging me for help.

I recalled the content of the conversation between her and the other two girls before, and recalled her weird behavior, and I understood a little...

She and her two companions are being watched, so she can't express it bluntly, so she can only fight hard in this way.

Fortunately, I understood it cleverly and erased the message in time, because another boy rushed over after me. He must have left a distress signal because he was afraid that she would be restless.

In other words, these three girls and those two boys are not in a partnership, but a relationship between a hostage and a hostage.This also explained why they didn't have the interaction that classmates should have. Why didn't the ponytail girl greet her female companions when she went to the bathroom, but said hello to the two boys directly.

I am very excited by this discovery, but at the same time regretful, if I can crack it sooner, maybe she won't die...

and many more……

Why was she killed?If those two men disguised as college students were abductors, why would he kill the abductees in other people's houses? Didn't this allow him to leave more clues?

I stared in the mirror and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Could it be that the two SOS are not a coincidence, but that there are two people in need of help, besides them, there is another...

which side?It should not be the three of us, so only the Tamiya couple are left.

An obvious conclusion gradually formed.

The two men are not just hijacking female college students. Their ultimate goal is the Tamiya couple, or the rich assets of the Tamiya couple, such as a high-priced counterfeit...

But why kill?

The sound of the rain outside has weakened a lot, and it is estimated that we can leave early tomorrow morning.I glanced at my phone. It was 01:30 in the morning. I didn't know if anyone else was alive except me and Amuro, but I knew I was in danger and I had to find a weapon to defend myself.

There is only an iron chain that has been used as a murder weapon in front of me. Although it looks very useful, I can't use it because it is the murderer's mark.

Generally speaking, there should be tools such as axes and saw blades in the kitchen, so I decided to go downstairs again.

Even without these, a kitchen knife is better than nothing.

The corridor was still quiet, the plush carpet sucking out the sound of my footsteps, and I walked cautiously down the stairs and into the hall.

My eyes fell on the French windows uncontrollably. Not long ago, I don’t know if it was a hallucination or what, I saw a humanoid creature crawling on it. Now it is empty, only the traces washed by the rain.

Sure enough, it was an illusion, I shook my head and walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen was unusually cold, so I didn't think much about it, thinking it was raining, I walked in quietly, turned on the light, turned it to the darkest setting, squatted on the ground, and rummaged through the two base cabinets.

It doesn't matter if you look for it, I found a lot of strange things.

There were several chains of the same style thicker and longer than the murder weapon upstairs, and there were many dark red stains on them that seemed to have penetrated deeply.

It was blood that was constantly stained and dried up.

God!Why would an artist couple have such a thing hidden in their home?

You can't be practicing the Saint Seiya's unique move "Nebula Chain", right?

I put the items back in and rummaged through another cabinet.

Then I was taken aback again.

There are axes, big and small, chainsaws, bottles of aqua regia and chemicals to unclog toilets.

I shivered, not only because I was scared, but more importantly, there was a gust of cold air coming out of another door in the kitchen, and it hit me straight.

When I was making tea with my wife, I didn't notice that there was another door to the kitchen, because it was closed tightly at that time, and it was well covered by the box. Now the box was removed, and the door was slightly opened again. Overflowing from it, revealing its presence.

I stood up, walked over in a mysterious way, and opened the door.

Inside the door was darkness, freezing darkness.I fumbled at the door for a long time without touching the switch, so I looked inside by the light of my mobile phone's flashlight.

Inside is a long staircase.

I walked slowly down the stairs, my heart beating wildly with each step.

The place where Amuro pinched his thigh was painful, how much strength did that guy use?

As I walked down, it became colder, and a smell of refrigerant came to my nostrils. When I was almost at the end, I saw the switch and reached out to press it. The dazzling white light illuminated the entire space.

This is a basement, no, more like a cellar, very empty and damp, with five freezers along the walls, two of which were opened, and the cold air diffused from there.

Although I felt bad, I was still driven by curiosity, and I slowly moved to the open freezer and leaned over to look.

Then I froze.

There were two people lying in the freezer, one was a man and the other was a woman. Their mouths were bleeding, their clothes were intact, and their bodies were covered with white frost. The woman's eyes were still slightly half-open, looking at me weakly...

I took the courage to check her breath.In fact, it was completely unnecessary, she was already utterly dead, and sharp icicles had already formed on her hair.

Overwhelmed with great fear, I opened the other three freezers.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of carrion was overwhelming, and I was enveloped in it, so disgusted that I couldn't even breathe.

In the other three freezers, there are all kinds of stumps, broken arms and internal organs, some of which are fresh in color, and some have been rotten and smelly. In the center of one of the freezers, under the forearms of two women, there is a faint A face without eyeballs...

I didn't dare to take a closer look, so I ran up to it.

This was no longer just a case of murderers taking hostages. The house itself was very strange, and there was probably an ogre hidden in it.

It's not time to get angry with Amuro, I have to tell him this discovery, and others, and leave this weird villa as soon as possible...

The door was right in front of me, and I reached out to push it open, but before my hand touched the handle, the door was opened from the outside.

A pale smiling face greeted me outside the door.

"Yo, you found out?"

He said with a smile.

I didn't expect it to be him.

He raised the corner of his lips, stretched out his hand and pushed me lightly, I staggered two steps back, he took the opportunity to step in, and closed the door heavily.

I heard the snap of the lock snapping.

He shrugged and moved closer to me.

"Since you found out, then let's just make a mistake." He smiled gently, just like he did when he was hitchhiking.

I was forced into the cellar step by step by him, his hands were empty, I tried to recall the remaining fighting skills, took advantage of his slack, and punched him.

He didn't even duck, letting my fists land on his bony cheeks.

Then it was me who cried out in pain.

His bones were hard as iron, and my wrist was nearly dislocated.

He rubbed his face nonchalantly, twisted his neck again, and when he turned to me, his eyes became horrified and cold:

"I prefer submissive women, don't force me to chop you up and stuff them into the freezer."

His voice was colder than ice.