Autumn famous mountain bike god is reborn

From the occurrence of the murder case to the detection, to the time when Fujiwara Takumi and Takahashi Ryosuke were able to walk out of the coffee shop... It seemed like an extremely long process, but in fact, only one hour passed.

"Brother Amuro has already told us," the elementary school student named Edogawa Conan explained to Fujiwara Takumi in a clear child's voice with a pure and innocent smile on his face: "Because they all drive white RX-7s. Man, I also know that you have something urgent to go to the convoy... So under his persuasion, the police officers agreed to call Officer Takagi after you finished your work, and make an appointment with him to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to take notes oh."

"what."

Fujiwara Takumi was stunned, squatted down and took the card. Although he felt extremely delicate, he still thanked him politely: "Thank you, little friend."

Unexpectedly, even a waiter in a coffee shop can have such a strong network in the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo.

When he heard the three words "little friend", the originally perfect business smile on Conan's face seemed to stiffen for a moment.

"You're welcome, then goodbye big brother!"

He waved his hand, and quickly ran back to Amuro's side, and started talking with him in a serious manner.

When Takumi Fujiwara opened the door and sat in the FC assistant's seat, he couldn't help but look up at Mr. Amuro who kindly helped them with this little favor.

The mixed-race waiter with short blond hair happened to be looking in their direction.

The moment the eyes of the two sides met, the corners of Amuro's originally indifferent lips condensed slightly, and soon a sunny and cheerful smile bloomed again.

He smiled and gave them a 'goodbye' gesture.

Fujiwara Takumi subconsciously returned the same gesture before getting into the car.

"As expected of Tokyo, they are incredible people."

He couldn't help sighing.

Whether it was Gunma County, which he was most familiar with ten years ago, or Nottingham, England, which he was most familiar with ten years later, they are all relatively quiet and simple towns.

It cannot be compared with Tokyo, which can trigger murder incidents casually, and has magical detectives and elementary school students who can solve cases quickly.

Hearing Fujiwara Takumi talking to himself, Takahashi Ryosuke couldn't help laughing: "I think they are probably also special cases."

Fujiwara Takumi nodded solemnly: "Yes."

Even in Tokyo, if there were people like that everywhere... it would be too dangerous.

When they came to the headquarters of the Fuji Rapid Road Team, Mr. Ryosuke's words were verified.

"Huh? Did you actually take the road that needs to pass through the Mihua Market?"

When the front desk lady in charge of the reception heard the route of Fujiwara Takumi's arrival, the smile on her face disappeared and turned pale with lingering fear: "Be careful to avoid the rice flower market in the future, by the way, remember to be sure Far away from the high-rise buildings in Nishitama City. I don’t know why, those two places seem to be occupied by the god of death, and the frequency of murders and bombing attacks is particularly high. Although the detection rate is surprisingly high, it still makes people feel unsafe Feel it."

"My younger sister has wanted to move for a long time, but because of a murder case in the neighbor's house, the house has been unable to sell, and she can't leave at all. It's so pitiful...Ah, sorry, I seem to have said too much."

The lady at the front desk sighed, reluctantly put away her sad expression, and said comfortingly, "Fortunately, you are just passing by, so there shouldn't be any accidents, right?"

"Uh... that's it."

Unexpectedly, the seemingly calm rice flower market turned out to be such a dangerous and terrifying place, Fujiwara Takumi said dryly.

Fortunately, at least the murder happened next to them, not on them.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" The lady at the front desk showed a sweet smile again, and asked in a business-like manner, "Is it a student who came to visit? Or a guest who came to watch the track day?"

Takahashi Ryosuke, who had been standing quietly behind Takumi just now, came up.

He put one hand on Takumi's shoulder naturally, lowered his eyes slightly, and took out the card from his coat pocket: "Please look at this."

Only then did he realize that behind this handsome guy who looked like a high school student, there was actually a taller and more handsome guy standing behind him. The front desk lady couldn't help showing a shy blush on her face.

But her professional instinct still prevailed, but when she took the card, she was much more shy and gentle than usual.

The moment she saw the above content clearly, she couldn't help but let out an "ah", and her face immediately changed.

"I'm very sorry, please follow me."

Her attitude suddenly became cautious.

After leading Fujiwara Takumi and Takahashi Ryosuke to the parlor for entertaining distinguished guests, she quickly found Manager Maeno.

They only waited for less than 5 minutes, and the former field manager with a smile on his face appeared.

In front of him, there is also a middle-aged man in the same suit and leather shoes who looks like he has been pampered for a long time.

After looking at Fujiwara Takumi and Takahashi Ryosuke with scrutiny, the other party smiled noblely, stretched out his right hand to Takumi, and straightforwardly expressed his closeness and value: "Kiichi Kitahara. It's a pleasure to meet You, Fujiwara Takumi."

Fujiwara Takumi was at a loss for a moment.

It's just a part-time job as a test driver... As the founder of the Fuji Rapid Road Team, President Kitahara, do you need to come to say hello in person?

"Nice to meet you, President Kitahara."

Although it is unclear why this happened, Fujiwara Takumi quickly recovered his calm and calm attitude, and shook hands with President Kitahara in a natural and polite manner.

Kitahara Koichi didn't ignore Takahashi Ryosuke who was on the side, and also smiled slightly, shaking hands with him personally.

"I really regret that all the conditions we offered have failed to impress you for the time being." President Kitahara sighed regretfully, fixedly stared at Fujiwara Takumi, and continued: "However, through Takahashi-kun We also understand that you do not have any formal intention to join any team at present."

"Thank you very much for the appreciation of the president." Fujiwara Takumi said succinctly: "But I'm sorry, I still have more important things to do."

"It's okay, young people are like this, I understand very well."

President Beiyuan smiled politely: "I just want you to remember that if one day you are willing to change your mind, the conditions promised in the previous A-level contract are just the starting point. As long as your ability is as good as that shown in that video tape, the treatment There is absolutely no room for improvement.”

Fujiwara Takumi nodded without thinking: "I understand, thank you very much for your appreciation."

But he already has a clear goal, and he has already walked the road to the professional arena. Of course, it is impossible to accept the invitation of President Shimo Kitahara.

"There is one more thing I want to ask you today." President Beiyuan said sincerely: "Although this request seems a bit sudden, we are really very interested in your true strength..."

He was actually hit by Mr. Ryosuke.

Fujiwara Takumi sighed in his heart, patiently listened to President Kitahara's words, and nodded in agreement: "I have no problem, I can start anytime."

In fact, after that day, there were some differences in the attitude of the senior management of the Fuji Rapid Road team towards the video tape.

Even if it is clear that there is no possibility of falsification in the content, the driving skills displayed by Fujiwara Takumi are so amazing that it is completely unbelievable that a high school student who has just completed can possess them.

"Instead of arguing here, it's better to let him run on the track once."

As soon as this proposal was put forward, it was unanimously approved by everyone.

Let Fujiwara Takumi use the internal car of the Fuji Rapid Road team to run the team's track... It will be clear at a glance what his true level is.

After agreeing, Fujiwara Takumi immediately said: "My only request is that no matter how many races I run, I must bring my navigator."

"I'm glad you are willing to agree." President Kitahara said without hesitation: "Of course there is no problem."

After President Kitahara left, Manager Maeno, who had been incapable of speaking just now, was finally able to step forward.

He looked at this Takumi Fujiwara, who was as young as his voice, with complicated emotions. It was really hard to imagine that this was a talented driver who even President Kitahara couldn't help but want to meet in person and even shake hands.

Today's first- and second-tier teams have no competitions, and no training activities are arranged, so in order to supplement business income, some racing venues should be opened to external racing amateurs for a fee.

Driving events, known as track days, refer to non-competitive events that are strictly regulated on the track and allow participants to drive quickly in their own cars that comply with the regulations.

Because it can not only increase the fans' favor towards the club, but also the team can earn a lot of income by selling the use time of the venue, it is not only popular in the UK where it originated, but also held in other European countries and even the world.

Tokyo, of course.

However, in order to better examine the true strength of Takumi Fujiwara, President Kitahara directly canceled today's track day event, keeping the venue vacant, and only waiting for Takumi Fujiwara to play.

Thinking of this, Maeno couldn't help but shudder in his heart, but his face was as respectful as ever.

After a brief self-introduction, he leaned over and said, "Mr. Fujiwara and Mr. Takahashi please follow me."

After coming to the driver's lounge, a few staff members who were in charge of measuring the size came first.

They finished their work quickly and came back out into the field with a new full set of spare racing gear.

After leaving the two sets of equipment behind, he politely withdrew.

Fujiwara Takumi skillfully checked the safety equipment, and after confirming that it was complete and in good condition, he nodded with satisfaction and handed one set to Ryosuke Takahashi.

Without the slightest sense of defense, he didn't go into a separate compartment, but stood beside the bench naturally, and quickly started changing equipment.

Because of the preparatory process that has been done thousands of times, just like before the test run on the field of Todojuku in Tochigi Prefecture, Fujiwara Takumi quickly removed other clothes on his body.

In a specific scene, Fujiwara Takumi, whose professional status was activated unconsciously, did not have the usual shyness on his face.

Accustomed to sharing the locker room with other people, he frankly wore only a thin inner jacket, and then skillfully changed into a fireproof one-piece racing suit.

If you just open it casually, in fact, you can barely handle it with just the long-sleeved shirt and trousers you are wearing now.

But he was already in a state of being tightly bound by the seat belt. If he moved a little more, he might accidentally damage the trousers.

Out of love for the only formal suit, the stingy Fujiwara Takumi took off only his close-fitting white short sleeves, and then put on a brand new one-piece racing suit.

It just happens to be a looser style on the side, which is convenient for his arms to move freely.

There is also a racing car seat specially installed for this purpose in the lounge. Fujiwara Takumi sat on it and quickly tried various movements to ensure that the driving position will be comfortable for a long time before standing up .

In addition to racing uniforms, the racing gloves and racing shoes provided by the Fuji Rapid Road team are definitely of high quality, which is enough to prove that the team attaches great importance to them.

Fujiwara Takumi, who had completed the process of dressing up in less than 3 minutes, looked at Mr. Ryosuke who was still motionless in surprise.

He hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back his concern, and enthusiastically tried to help: "That...Mr. Ryosuke, do you need me to help you change your clothes?"

The author has something to say:

Instructions on track day activities, racing suits, and provision of racing seat test positions, from The Track Day Complete Handbook (TheTrackDay

Manual)" author [English] Mike Breslin (Mike Breslin), Machinery Industry Press.