Poirot eases his frame out from Hastings muscle car, stretched and smiled ' ah inspector Japp! You know I love the strange ones! That's why I've been friends with Hastings all these years!'

Hastings mumbled something under his breath which sounded a little bit like the word banker.

'What was that?' Asked poirot?

'Oh nothing old boy just reminding myself I needed to go to the bank later...' Hastings replied looking uncomfortable, poirots newly learned mma skills in his thoughts.

'I thought so! Now inspector what have we got here then?' He strode towards the taped off area.

'Poirot I'm baffled! The victim was the trade delegate from Romania, he's been left in one hell of a mess but by Christ look at the expression on his face!!' Japp lifted the tape up for them to go under.

The scene was marked out with little flags where body parts were found. Unfortunately they were the little novelty flags you put on sandcastles.

'Awe bloody hell guys! What in sweet gods name are those things?!' Japp shouted.

'Sorry boss my bloody kids swooped them with the crime scene ones! Best I could do' an embarrassed crime scene officer said.

'Well supposed its better than nothing!' Japp was again massaging his forehead with his hand.

'I say!' Hastings said turning green and running to be sick.

'Poirot this is important. The victim who was Vladimir losalpe, was over here for the big conference to set up a new working relationship between the Uk and Romania. This' he gestured to the gore fest. ' will not do our government any favours'.

'It's ok inspector I know the score! It's certainly one for the little grey cells to ponder!' Poirot then strode around the scene, careful not to step in any of the bits of body scattered around the floor and hanging in the laurel bush. He looked at the head which could only be described as having a amused shocked look on it which given the circumstances was quite funny added to that someone had put a traffic cone one it.

'Ah these students will put a cone on anything!' Inspector I'm assuming your looking for the people who put this in him?'

'Yes poirot! I'm not a half wit!' Japp replies angrily.

'Well mon a mi, I certainly am intrigued, the cuts to the neck I have seen before! It's from a legendary samurai sword!'

Japp looked up stunned! 'Really poirot? You've seen something like these before?'

'Yes my dear fellow, a long long time ago...'