[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

"Erica!?" Judy exclaimed, looking at me like a zombie crawling out of a grave.

Did she think I was dead?

The corners of my mouth twitched, sort of smiling.

The astonishment on Amuro's face quickly turned into a subtle smile with deep meaning, which made me a little hairy.He must be planning something bad, and I moved closer to Judy.

"So you still have foreign aid." He grinned and glanced at me provocatively.

Where did he get his righteousness?

To me, he was an unforgivable rapist, and he was a little complacent about showing no remorse so quickly.Shameless!

I'm furious!

I glared at him angrily, why did I just slap him that night instead of biting his life off?

I turned to Judy: "Those cards, let me see."

Judy smiled with relief and handed me the three graded test cards.

Although I can't compare with those famous detectives who have opened up, I am confident that my reasoning ability is not bad. I compared the three test papers carefully and showed a smile.

"What, it's very simple." I fanned the cards like playing cards and waved them in the air, "If it weren't for this special moment, Judy would have deciphered it long ago. Now her friends are still there." Rescue in the operating room, do you still expect her to play reasoning games with you without distraction, Mr. Amuro? Or, you are the kind of person whose friend is pushed into the ICU, life and death are uncertain, and you can not be shaken, so you can't understand her at this moment. Feeling anxious?"

I finished speaking in one breath and looked at him with a mocking expression. I was very happy to see his face gradually sinking.

Judy gave me the thumbs up.

For a while, Amuro didn't think of what to say back, which made me proud for a long time.

"Besides, Mr. Cameron's technical point is not reasoning. His car skills are super good, and he often makes meritorious service when chasing fugitives. Every organization needs parts with different functions. Why compare your strengths with others' weaknesses, yes Isn't it a bit too childish?" I can't seem to stop the brakes.

It's a pleasure, and I'm so happy to see that face getting darker and darker--relief!

"The wreaths on these three test papers are different. The direction of the swirls on the first one is clockwise, while the next two are drawn counterclockwise. The same person's habit of drawing circles will not change, let alone one who often approves papers. What about the teacher." I easily reasoned, "This is a bit like an intelligence test for primary school students, it's not hard to see, and it's nothing compared to the FBI entry test."

There was no sound in the huge office.Am I exaggerating a bit?

"Officer Higurashi, your dominant hand is the right hand, please try to draw a picture. And Officer Takagi, please try too."

Both of them drew a vortex on the white paper with an oil pen, and as expected, they both rotated clockwise.

"That's right, only left-handed people can draw circles counterclockwise. In other words, the person you are looking for is left-handed." I calmly concluded, although I don't know what this left-handed person did to Xia Zi.

That alone should suffice.Of course, there are other doubts, such as why the criminal drew a circle in an extravagant way, but I don’t want to go into details. First, I don’t understand the ins and outs of the case, and second, I just want to kill his prestige.

I saw Conan smiling at me, but then he gave Amuro a suspicious look, his expression tense.

He said very little today and seemed to be under a lot of pressure.

I've never seen him like this.

And he kept looking at me, as if he wanted to say something very important to me.

I leaned over to look at him: "Kenan-kun, can you tell me about the whole incident, Miss Xia Zi is my new roommate, I am a little concerned. Oh, don't disturb the famous detective to solve the case, let's go aside and talk about it."

When I said "famous detective", I gave Amuro a bad look.

"Well, okay." He agreed hastily, and we walked together to a corner where everyone couldn't hear the sound. I squatted down and looked at him.

"Thank you for saving Huiyuan." He said this first, "Officer Sato told me everything."

"It's just a little effort, thanks to Mr. Okiya's assistance." I smiled modestly.

Hearing Okiya's name, his eyes flickered, and he suppressed his voice vigilantly: "Since yesterday, there has been heavy rain in the eastern part of the United States, and all flights have been unable to take off."

He suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence.

American planes can't take off, does it have something to do with us?Anyone coming from America?

I had an idea: his parents!

This is his problem, his parents cannot come to Japan because of flight problems.

"Mr. Okiya needs a—a stand-in." He looked me in the eyes and said, "But it's a bit difficult now, can you—find a way to hold Mr. Amuro for a while?"

I shook my head wildly.

I can't tell the kid what he did to me, and I don't want to be alone with him.

At this time, bad news suddenly came from the hospital, and Miss Natsuko Shibuya was dying.

However, I still don't know what happened to her.But this bad news saved me, we dropped everything and rushed to Cupo Hospital.

Amuro unexpectedly followed Cameron's car step by step.

In the car, Judy told me the ins and outs of the incident, and told me that Conan believed that there was someone manipulating behind all this, and that person was probably Amuro.

"That's right, it's him, he can't run away." I said firmly.

Cameron made a crazy drift and parked the car at the entrance of the hospital. I followed Judy and Conan to the ward, leaving Cameron alone at the door to deal with Amuro.

Why is it a little uneasy, is it really good to leave that simple and honest guy there?