Chapter 94 Free is the most expensive
"Mr. Satake is receiving guests, please wait a moment."
The woman knelt down at the end of the ballroom and bowed slightly to apologize. She was wearing a kimono and had a soft appearance, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the dance hall. She looked like a young woman from a good family who had accidentally wandered into a place of romance.
Normally, this kind of little sheep would attract a bunch of hyenas, but there was a vacuum of five meters around her, and no one dared to get close. There was a metal door standing behind her, and through the round glass window, two men with fierce faces could be seen staring at Fushimi Shika and Kazama Takusai.
They say they want to break into the dragon's den and the tiger's den, but they can't even get in. It can be said that they are not successful at the beginning.
There was no choice but to find a seat at the bar. Fushimi Lu suggested ordering an alcoholic drink. After all, entering the store without consuming it would not give the boss face. Kazama Takusai wanted to refuse, but the bartender handed him the drink list before he could say anything.
"Hawaiian tropical style hula craft...what is this?"
Fushimi Shika opened the wine list, his eyes fell on the most expensive column, and couldn't help but ask the bartender: "Could it be that there are two beautiful girls in grass skirts, twisting their waists, holding A mug of ale or something?”
The bartender smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when you order."
A cup of craft beer cost 20,000 yen, and Fushimi Shika would not be taken advantage of. He flipped back, wanting to see the cheapest but most pretentious wine, but when the bartender suddenly said, "You two are free of charge tonight," Fushimi Shika flipped back the drink list.
Kazama Takusai held his hand, took out a thousand yen note from his wallet, put it on the bar, and said in a deep voice: "No need, here are two Cokes."
"Then I'd like two cups of cute and cute JK girl love drinks," Fushimi Lu pretended not to see Kazama Takusai's expression: "One cup per person, thank you."
"What are you doing?" Kazama Takusai glared angrily.
Civil servants spending large sums at gangster-run entertainment venues are also regarded as accepting bribes, but the specific amount and how to define it all depends on the evidence. Now that they have taken advantage, when the manager rips them off with sky-high bills, they will have no choice but to consider themselves unlucky, or they may even be dragged into the water.
Fushimi Shika turned slightly sideways, rested his left arm on the bar, and asked: "Do you want Jun Watanabe to live, or do you want to continue to play a good policeman?"
"What does this have to do with your ordering a drink?" Kazama Takusai frowned.
"If someone gives us face, we have to continue. If you are upright, how can others let you go? You have to leave some excuse for others, right?"
Saying that, Fushimi Shikama continued to browse the wine list: "It's quite appropriate to give away free drinks. The scale is just right. Even if you order a drink worth 100 million here, the police department won't bother to check. Don't worry, this kind of rubbish bar will not Use high-end wine, which is all industrial alcohol blended with flavors, and only with good-looking packaging and waitresses can you sell it at a high price.”
"There's still good wine," the bartender interjected.
He is just a bartender, and he is definitely not qualified to give customers free orders. Kazama Takusai knew exactly who the speaker was, and the exemption itself was a test signal. He wanted to refute, but after thinking for a moment, he felt that Fushimi Shika was right.
Compared to Toshi Watanabe's safety, his personal reputation and professional future are nothing.
Kazama Takusai took back the banknotes on the bar, snapped his wallet shut, and ordered a glass of the most expensive Macallan 25-year-old single malt whiskey.
The bartender started chipping away at the ice. While waiting for the drink, Kazama Takusai subconsciously looked at Fushimi Shika, who was looking at the fashionable girl swaying her hips on the dance floor with great interest. He thought to himself that this guy really didn't look like a newcomer, but rather like an old man who had been in the gray area for many years...
The deer's eyes narrowed slightly, as if searching for prey. Before the bartender could serve the drinks, he suddenly stood up and said, "Excuse me, I need to go to the toilet."
"Now is not the time to hunt for beauty." Kazama Takusai said.
"Who do you think I am? I really need to go to the toilet," Fushimi Lu said with an innocent face, "I have a sense of discretion in my heart, so please be patient." Kazama Takusai had no choice but to nod in acquiescence.
Fushimi Lu asked the bartender where the bathroom was, and then he quickly squeezed into the dance floor and disappeared into the crowd.
"Really, one or two of them don't make people worry..."
Kazama Takusai sighed. He took out the cigarette case, tapped the bottom, pulled out a thin cigarette, protected the lighter and lit it. Unexpectedly, sparks shot out for a long time, but no flames appeared. It seemed that it was out of oil.
Click, there was a crisp metal knocking sound beside him.
Someone was standing next to him, holding a metal lighter, the flame burning quietly. Kazama Takusai lowered his head and thanked him, held the cigarette in his mouth and approached the flames, took a deep breath and lit the cigarette.
He raised his head, exhaled the smoke, and recognized the man who had helped him light his cigarette.
"Why are you here?" Kagami Keito asked.
He and Kazama Takusai were once colleagues, and they worked together for a long time in the Metropolitan Police Investigation Division. In order to investigate the apartment massacre in the past two days, he frequently visited the Inagawa Club and identified the target suspect as Gen Satake, a branch officer across the street.
Kitahara Affairs Officer has always been responsible for coordinating the investigation work of the Kouban Patrol, and Kagami Keito rarely interferes. He had heard that Kazama Takusai was demoted before, but he never paid attention to the follow-up, so he did not know that Kazama Takusai was working as a patrol officer in front of Sugamo Station, nor did he know that the latter was a police officer cooperating in the case. .
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It was hard for Kazama Takusai to explain for a while, mainly because he was not sure whether Watanabe Shun was innocent. Besides, he was negotiating with the gang in private, so it was indeed a bit sensitive to talk about it.
He was silent for a moment and lied that he came to drink and relax.
Seeing that he was not wearing a police uniform, Kagami Qingdou patted his shoulder without saying anything and sat next to him: "Since we happened to meet each other, let's have a drink together. Do you have any recommendations..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw two JK girls in sailor uniforms surrounding him. They held up shiny neon signs with both hands, exposing their white navels, and their pleated skirts were too short to cover their absolute territory. Under the envious and jealous gazes of everyone, they approached Kazama Takusai with their proud breasts.
Why do you want to puff out your chest? Because they hold the wine glass with the gully on their chest, this is the special service of Sir Dug's underground bar, which is more expensive than Hawaiian tropical hula craft beer.
"..."
Kazama Takusai didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Kaga Keito's eyes. He lowered his head to look at the cigarette on his fingertips. The silence was deafening.
"Sir, your cute and jumping JK girl is ready to drink the love wine." The JK girl smiled and rubbed it over, opened the collar with her fingertips, and the crystal wine was swaying in the plump soft flesh, waiting for the guests to pick it up .
Seeing that Kazama Takusai was silent, she gave full play to her service spirit and adhered to the principle of "you get what you pay for" and asked thoughtfully: "Do you need Ellie-chan to feed you? I can help you warm the wine with your mouth."
"..."
Kazama Takusai's scalp felt a little numb.
(End of chapter)