"This is it, the Lemon Bar." When they arrived at 1-chome, Sotakuya came to the Lemon Bar under the guidance of Mao Lilan.
In the afternoon, when Tokyoites gather to drink, although the bar is open, there are no customers inside.
The three of them walked into the store, and Mao Lilan was responsible for negotiating with the bartender in the store.
This is what Zong Takuya specially asked Mao Lilan on the way here.
"Hello, I am Maori Lan, the daughter of Kogoro Maori.
Has my father been here today? "
Mao Lilan stepped forward and said hello to the bartender who was cleaning the wine glasses. Xiaolan's appearance, which clearly looked like that of a female high school student, immediately made the bartender Inoue take off his guard.
"Oh! So you are Mr. Mori's daughter.
Mr. Mori did come to my place today. He had only been away for almost an hour. "
"Then did my father say where he was going next?"
"Well, Mr. Mori only said that he was going to continue investigating Mr. Kimura's matter, but he didn't say where exactly he was going."
Inoue thought for a while: "But I think Mr. Mori will go to a nearby laundry or clothing store, right?"
"Well, by the way, I regret that I couldn't do much to help you when your father was attacked." Inoue looked guilty, as if he really felt guilty for not being able to help.
"It's okay, please don't say that." Mao Lilan was still a little green after all, and when faced with the bartender's sincere guilt, she immediately forgot about the suspicion on him.
Although Mao Lilan will be confused by the bartender's "crocodile tears", this does not mean that Sou Takuya will accept this trick.
To be honest, in the Metropolitan Police Department, Sotakuya was used to seeing the tears shed by the prisoners.
Some cried bitterly when they were arrested, and some reflected deeply in the interrogation room.
Are they really regretting the mistakes they made?
Obviously not.
The reason why they regret and cry bitterly is just because they were caught.
Sotakuya took a step forward and sat on the seat at the bar, facing the bartender.
After sitting down, Sotakuya looked around and noticed a row of hooks stuck to the wall in the bar.
I think it was used to hang clothes for guests.
"Is this where Mr. Mori and Mr. Kimura got the wrong clothes?"
The bartender followed Sotakuya's gaze and nodded: "Yes, the guests' coats are usually hung on the wall and put on when they leave.
Because the place to hang clothes is relatively cramped, accidents like this will inevitably happen sometimes. "
"Then the sound here should be very good?" Zong Tuozai said pointedly.
Humans are creatures that like to emphasize the sense of distance, just like when going to the toilet (referring to men) a row of urinals, if one of them is used by someone.
When there are not many people, other people will automatically and consciously go to the pits that are slightly farther away.
The same goes for hanging clothes.
They were all regulars at the bar, and there was no decision to hang their clothes next to each other at the Lemon Bar.
So if there were few customers, the "Kimura" would not choose to hang his clothes next to Mouri Kogoro's coat.
Unless the bar's business is very good, when "Kimura" arrives, only one kake next to Mori will be empty.
The bartender Inoue obviously thought of this and said to Sotakuya: "Business is not bad, the seats here are almost full every night.
It was the same day that Mr. Mori wore the wrong clothes. "
"Are all the customers nearby?" So Takuya asked immediately without giving the bartender time to breathe.
“Well, most of them are neighbors who come here to have a drink after get off work.
There are also office workers from nearby who occasionally come here for gatherings. "
"Is that so? By the way, is that bottle of wine stored here by Mr. Kimura?" Sotakuya suddenly asked, pointing to the wine cabinet behind the bartender.
There are rows of bottles of wine on the wine cabinet, some with name tags on them.
What Sotakuya was talking about was a bottle of wine that stood out among the drunkards.
Inoue seemed to be tickled when he heard Sotakuya's question, and his brief smile flashed away as if it was an illusion.
Then he turned around and took out the wine with Kimura's nameplate with both hands: "Yes, this is what Mr. Kimura left for me.
Under normal circumstances, Mr. Kimura will drink a glass of wine every time he comes to the store. This is already the third bottle of wine he has left for me. "
"Yeah."
Just when the bartender was about to put Kimura's wine back, Sotakuya reached across the bar and turned the bottle in the bartender's hand.
"Ouch, what are you doing?!"
Before Kun Yan could finish speaking, Zong Takuzai had already opened the bottle cap with one hand and put the bottle to his nose to smell it.
(Please do not learn the wrong movements. The correct technique should be to draw the air into the nose.)
"Sniff"
Zong Takuya tried hard to smell a trace of alcohol from the bottle of wine, but after smelling it for a long time, he couldn't smell any alcohol from it.
It's as if the wine bottle actually contains a clear water.
Isn't this a drink from Gin?
wrong.
Even if it's a winery, there's still some wine mixed into the water.
The bottle in Kimura's bottle is just a bottle of water. How many people have to be taken advantage of to drink three bottles of this thing in a row?
"do not move!"
At some point, the pistol that Sotakuya had always kept on his body was held in his hand, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the bartender at the bar.
The bartender Inoue had reached his hands under the counter at this moment, as if he was trying to grab something.
"Mr. Inoue, don't be impulsive.
Believe me, your movements are definitely not as fast as mine.
And this is not the American West. You, a bartender, don't need to take such dangerous actions. "
So Takuya held a gun in one hand and a wine bottle in the other: "Now Mr. Inoue, please slowly pick up your hands from under the counter and put them where I can see them.
If you don't want to try to see if it's a real thing in my hand. "
After hearing this, the bartender slowly raised his hands up according to Sotakuya's words, but his expression didn't change much: "Excuse me, is there any flaw in me?"
"You're not showing flaws, you're covered in flaws." So Takuya was speechless at the bartender's blind confidence.
The questions Sotakuya asked at the beginning were all well-founded.
First he asked about the bar's business, and the bartender said the business was very good.
He then asked about the makeup of the bar's patrons, and the bartender told him they were all nearby neighbors.
Since the customers in the bar are all nearby neighbors or office workers, why do they come all the way to issue discount coupons to the Maori Detective Agency?
And this discount coupon is only available to Maori family.
This thing is like fishing. Who throws fish food into the water one by one when making a nest?
Then there are the wines with the Kimura brand.
To be honest, the price of the wine is very average. Generally, if the most conspicuous place of the wine cabinet in a bar is to store wine, you will definitely choose expensive and good ones.
The bartender actually had the nerve to lick his face and ask him where his flaw was?
(End of chapter)
