COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

lupin bar.

There are people sitting on each deck, either in groups of three or five, or one person drinking alone.

The dim light blurred the appearance of everyone in the field.

The bartender was standing behind the bar, skillfully mixing glass after glass of wine.

The little bartender put the drinks on the tray quietly and quickly, and then 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 turned their attention to the newcomer.

Silently and vigilantly watching the approaching person.

"Here." Someone on the corner sofa raised his hand and greeted the person who came.

Everyone withdrew their gazes and continued chatting in low voices, or drinking for themselves.

The newlyweds walked towards the corner sofa.

Along the way, I passed a lot of suspicious guys.

He didn't even look at it, he lowered his head and looked at the road beneath his feet.

The pure black tile floor can clearly reflect the opposite world.

"Are you the most famous intelligence dealer in Tokyo?" The newcomer asked in a low voice as soon as he sat down on the sofa.

"If Tokyo doesn't have another intelligence dealer named Rongmu, then I'm right." The blond man chuckled softly and politely said.

"I have found the answer to your entrustment. Is it cash or transfer? This doctor of the house of God." The blond man smiled, his pale gray eyes were extremely cold.

"Transfer the money, and tell me your account number." Dr. Kamiya, who was wearing a hat and mask and dressed in black, said.

"Then let's transfer it to this card." Kagome, or Kitagawa Village Osamu, pushed a bank card in front of Doctor Kamiya.

Dr. Kamiya took the card, operated on the phone for three minutes, and pushed the bank card back.

"Since the payment has been completed, we can continue the transaction." Rong Mu said with a smile.

Dr. Kamiya took off his hat and frowned.

"I'm sorry, if you don't like my eyes, then I can also wear glasses to communicate with you." Rong Mu said apologetically, and put on thin gold-rimmed glasses to cover the cool and thin pair of glasses. Gray eyes.

The whole person looks gentle and handsome, not at all like a well-known intelligence dealer in the world.

"Let's talk about it directly, and why is the meeting place offered here?" Dr. Kamiya looked at the surrounding environment and guests, and asked with a frown.

"Because this place has something to do with your client's request." The blond man glanced at a certain location without a trace.

"I investigated several rich people and politicians in China who almost died and were finally rescued, and found one thing in common."

"All of their people have been here before."

"When their people left here, the rich and politicians who almost died were miraculously freed from the rescue."

"Also, those rich people and politicians have different conditions."

"Some are really because of getting older, and some are because of cancer..."

"But when their people left here and they survived miraculously, they never went to the hospital again, and they are all very healthy now." The blond man tapped on the table and said slowly.

Kamiya's meaning fell into silence.

Kagome didn't make a sound to interrupt the other party's silence.

When the two remained silent.

"Wine for the two of you." The bartender came to them with a tray, and the timing was just right.

"Thank you." Long Mu smiled and nodded to the bartender.

"Are there any patients with ALS in that group of people?" Dr. Kamiya looked at the back of the bartender as he left, and thought to himself that this bar, which looked like it was extravagantly decorated and had strange guests, was so unfathomable.

"I don't know." The blond man raised his glass.

"After all, I've only found those in China, but I don't have the ability to find out what's going on abroad." He took a sip of the rainbow cocktail and said.

"How dare you charge 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 few were indeed rescued from hell, weren't they?" the blond man asked rhetorically.

"This is your only hope, Doctor Shenya." The blond man pointed at the glass in Doctor Shenya's hand and hinted.

"The only hope?" Dr. Kamiya said meaningfully.

"Indeed." He drank the wine 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, the Colt 1911. The price is $1699. It has been deducted from your commission fee. Now, take this gun, sit down at the bar, and put the gun on the bar, Look at the bartender, don't talk." The intelligence dealer named Rong Mu taught his guests.

"Won't this be considered a provocation?" Dr. Kamiya asked, putting his hand on the gun.

"In this place, you have to talk like that." The blond man said firmly.

Dr. Kamiya took the gun, stood up, and walked towards the bar.

The blond man took out a booklet 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 had chocolate-colored skin, honey-colored eyes, and brown curly hair.

Laughing brings a frivolous and ambiguous hormonal aura.

Dr. Kamiya was silent, took out a Colt and put it on the bar.

The smile on the bartender's face remained the same, but his eyes became deeper.

"What does this guest mean?" He just asked in a low voice.

According to what Kagome said ~www.readwn.com~, Dr. Kamiya kept silent and watched the bartender.

Guests from all over the place cast their gazes.

"So, do you want a Moscato?" asked the bartender, who exuded male hormones unscrupulously.

Ah, it's not good if you come to smash the scene.

The young master really likes this bar.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement." The bartender smiled and took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet.

Popular lover, girl killer.

Moscato.

"Trouble, a cup." The blond man dressed in black also came to the bar and said politely.

"This is my friend, Moscato doesn't matter, just give him a glass of the same as mine." Rongmu put away the gun on the bar, put it in the hands of Dr. Kamiya, motioned for him to put it up, and smiled. to the bartender.

[Members of that organization will give the wine representing themselves to those who are about to be killed. ]

so…

This bartender is also a code member.

The bartender codenamed "Moscato".

Rongme recorded the information in his heart, and stared at each other with a smile.

I don't know why, but lupin doesn't have any fatalities or fights.

Everyone will only do it after leaving this bar.

Maybe behind this bar...

There is also a hidden existence of higher status.

He squatted for a long time before he squatted to this bartender who was different from the other bartenders.