lupin bar.
There are people sitting in every booth, either in groups or alone drinking.
The dim light blurred the appearance of everyone in the venue.
The bartender stood behind the bar and skillfully mixed one drink after another.
The bartender quietly and quickly put the drinks on the tray and delivered them to each guest.
The door of the bar was pushed open again, and the wind chimes hanging at the door made a crisp sound.
Everyone glanced at the newcomer.
Watching the visitor silently and vigilantly.
"Here." Someone on the sofa in the corner raised his hand and greeted the visitor.
Everyone withdrew their gaze and continued chatting in low voices, or drinking alone.
The newlyweds walked towards the sofa in the corner.
I passed many suspicious looking guys along the way.
He didn't look much, he lowered his head and looked at the road under his feet.
The pure black tile floor can clearly reflect the opposite world.
"Are you the most famous information dealer in Tokyo, Gome?" the newcomer asked in a low voice as soon as he sat down on the sofa.
"If there isn't another intelligence dealer named Gome in Tokyo, then I'm right." The blond man chuckled and said politely.
"I have found the answer to your request. Is it cash or transfer? This is Dr. Kamiya." The blond man smiled, but his light gray eyes were extremely cold.
"Transfer money and tell me your account number." Dr. Kamiya, wearing a hat and mask, said.
"Then transfer it to this card." Congmei, or Osamu Kitagawa, pushed a bank card in front of Dr. Kamiya.
Dr. Kamiya took the card, worked on the phone for three minutes, and pushed the bank card back.
"Now that the payment has been completed, our transaction can continue." Rongmu said with a smile.
Dr. Kamiya took off his hat and frowned.
"Sorry, sorry, if you don't like the look in my eyes, then I can wear glasses to communicate with you." Rongmu said apologetically, and put on gold thin-rimmed glasses to cover up the cool and thin Gray eyes.
The whole person looked elegant and handsome, not at all like a famous intelligence dealer in the other world.
"Let's just tell you. Why do you want to meet here?" Dr. Kamiya looked around at the surrounding environment and guests and asked with a frown.
"Because this place is related to your commission as a guest." The blond man glanced at a certain location without leaving any trace.
"I investigated several wealthy people and politicians in China who almost died but were eventually rescued, and found one thing in common."
"All their people have been here."
"After their people left here, the rich people and politicians who almost died were rescued miraculously."
"Also, the rich people and the politicians all have different illnesses."
"Some are really because of age, and some are because of cancer..."
"But after their people left here and they miraculously survived, they never went to the hospital again, and they are all living very well now." The blond man tapped the table and said slowly.
Kamiya Yi fell into silence.
Romame didn't interrupt the other party's silence without making a sound.
While the two remained silent.
"Wine for you two." The bartender came to them with a tray, timing it just right.
"Thank you." Rongmu smiled and nodded to the bartender.
"Are there any patients with ALS among those people?" Doctor Kamiya looked at the bartender's leaving figure, thinking inwardly that this bar, which seemed to have luxurious decoration and strange customers, was so unfathomable.
"I don't know about that." The blond man picked up the wine glass.
"After all, I only found those things in China. I don't have that much ability to find out what's going on abroad." He said after taking a sip of the rainbow cocktail.
"How dare you offer such a high price for inaccurate information?" Dr. Kamiya took off his mask and took a sip of the golden liquid in front of him expressionlessly.
"At least those people were rescued from hell, right?" the blond man asked.
"This is your only hope, Dr. Kamiya." The blond man hinted, tapping the wine glass in Dr. Kamiya's hand.
"The only hope?" Dr. Kamiya said meaningfully.
"Indeed." He drank the wine in one gulp and put down the glass.
"What should I do?" he asked, putting down his glass.
The blond man smiled slightly, took out a gun, put it on the table, and pushed it over.
"This is another commission of yours, Colt 1911. The price is 1,699 US dollars. It has been deducted from your commission fee. Now, take this gun, sit down in front of the bar, and put the gun on the bar. Look at that bartender and don't say anything," the tipster named Gongme taught his guest.
"Wouldn't this be taken as a provocation?" Doctor Kamiya asked, putting his hand on the gun.
"In this place, you have to talk like this." The blond man said firmly.
Dr. Kamiya put away the gun, stood up, and walked towards the bar.
The blond man took out a pamphlet and a pen from his arms, ready to record the situation at any time.
The bartender behind the bar looks handsome and stylish.
Dr. Kamiya came to the bar and sat down silently.
"This guest, do you need anything?" the bartender asked with a smile. He has chocolate-colored skin, honey-colored eyes, and brown curly hair.
There is a hormonal aura of frivolity and ambiguity in her smile.
Dr. Kamiya was silent, took out a handful of Colts, and placed them on the bar.
The smile on the bartender's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became deeper.
"What does this guest mean?" He just asked in a low voice.
Dr. Kamiya followed what Gome said and said nothing, keeping silent and staring at the bartender.
Guests from all over looked at him one after another.
"So, would you like a Moscato?" the bartender, who was exuding male hormones unscrupulously, asked.
Ah, it's not okay if you come here to cause trouble.
The young master really likes this bar.
"If you don't say anything, guest, I'll take it as your consent." The bartender smiled and took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet.
Popular lover, girl killer.
Moscato.
"Trouble, a glass of last word." A blond man in black also came to the bar and said politely.
"This is my friend. Forget about Moscato, just give him a drink like mine." Gome put away the gun on the bar, put it into Dr. Kamiya's hand, motioned for him to put it away, and then smiled He said to the bartender.
[Members of that organization will give wine on their behalf to the person who is about to be killed. ]
so……
This bartender is also a code member.
A bartender codenamed [Moscato].
While recording the information in his mind, Longmu looked at the other party with a smile.
I don't know why, but there are no murders or fights in lupin.
Everyone will only do it after leaving the bar.
Maybe behind this bar...
There is also a higher status being hidden.
He squatted for a long time before he found this bartender who was different from other bartenders.
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