Chapter 620: The bar at night is the habitat of evil people
[Sanwu Bar], a ghost bar in urban legend;
It is said that the bar is located in the most prosperous area, but no one can find it;
It is said that only the sinful can find the entrance to the bar;
It is said that it is a paradise for evil people and a gathering place for top villains;
It is said that at least half of the masterminds of vicious crimes across Japan are guests of this bar;
It is said...
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Late at night, Moriarty appeared in the bar. Looking at Toru Amuro, who was still working diligently and dedicatedly, he smiled kindly and said:
"Thank you for your hard work tonight, Amuro-kun. Leave the rest to me, don't delay your rest."
"It doesn't matter. I'm still a young man and can handle it."
Toru Amuro smiled, then worriedly said:
"Boss, you often work at this point. Is your health really okay? How about hiring a waiter to take over?"
Moriarty chuckled and said:
"I'm old and can't sleep for too long, so it's time to get up at this point."
"Yes, really...?"
Toru Amuro was a little embarrassed. There were still two or three hours until dawn. It was too early anyway, right?
At this time, Moriarty was heard laughing again:
"What's more, the bar's business is getting better now, and I feel very motivated."
"Well, that's what I say..."
Amuro Toru hesitated to speak, his expression was hard to describe.
He turned to look at the guest area. In addition to Gin and the others, some leaders of gangs and violent societies have recently begun to appear, and even occasionally some fugitives who are wanted...
This small bar, which no one cared about at first, has gradually become full of talented people.
——They are all ‘talents’ that make people’s eyes dim.
At first, he once doubted whether Moriarty had any connection with the black organization, but after repeated investigations, he concluded that the other party was indeed not from the black organization, and he did not even have anything to do with these 'talents'.
As for why there are so many 'talents' in the bar...it can only be said that the bar itself is a mixed place, and it is normal for these people to appear.
...The rest may mean that the Feng Shui and name of the bar are really not good.
in addition……
"Boss, don't you think the rumors about our bar are getting more and more outrageous on the Internet?"
Toru Amuro turned on his phone and showed Moriarty some of the posts he had browsed before, feeling a little headache.
In any case, it’s an exaggeration to say that half of Japan’s vicious crimes are committed by guests here, right?
"Hehehe, of course."
However, Moriarty smiled and said:
"Because I'm the one who spread these rumors~?"
"Eh?"
"Don't you think it's cool, Mr. Amuro? What kind of paradise for evil people, an entrance that only sinful people can find..."
Looking at Moriarty who was immersed in narcissism, Toru Amuro couldn't help but smile helplessly.
Moriarty treats him very well. Even though his working hours are often irregular, he has no complaints at all. He keeps to himself and lives a life of two o'clock and one line every day.
It's this alternative hobby... that really gives me a headache.
By now, what he was most worried about was the personal safety of Moriarty, his boss.
well.
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When Toru Amuro left, Moriarty took over. He received every guest with a smile, but the atmosphere in the bar seemed to have changed slightly.
There seemed to be some invisible aura spreading in the bar.
If I had to use a specific word to describe it, it would probably be sin.
However, all this has nothing to do with Moriarty. He just watches everything with a smile, just like a spectator watching the fire from across the bank.
At most, they will only provide some trivial help when the guests are confused.
"Another wonderful night." Moriarty sighed with a smile.
At this time, another young customer walked in outside the bar door. He looked to be in his early twenties, with short black hair, slender figure, and handsome appearance.
"Obviously the rumors on the Internet say it's like a devil's cave, but no matter how you look at it, it still looks ordinary."
The young man walked leisurely to the front of the bar, looking around and commenting on the decoration of the bar.
Moriarty didn't care about the young man's comments, he just smiled and said:
"Long time no see, Linya-kun. Would you like something to drink?"
"Yeah, what would you like to drink?"
Orihara Izaya tapped his chin, and after thinking for a moment, he chuckled:
"Just have a Pussyfoot. I don't want to get drunk after all."
"Haha, no problem."
Moriarty started mixing drinks, and after taking an interesting glance around the bar environment, Orihara Izaya returned his gaze to Moriarty and said with a smile:
"Sir, do you believe there are [abnormalities] in the world that are different from human beings?"
"Of course. If it were just us humans, it would be a little too lonely."
"Eh——"
Hearing this, Orihara Izaya suddenly extended his tone unexpectedly and said:
"I thought the old man was a traditionalist."
"But if there really is an [abnormality], wouldn't the so-called crime become boring?"
"After all, no matter how well-planned a crime is, it can't compare to unreasonable superpowers, right?"
"That's wrong."
Moriarty chuckled:
"Whether it's knives, guns, lies, truth, superpowers...these are just tools and means, and they have no impact on the art of crime itself."
"Really? Maybe."
Regarding these remarks, Orihara Izaya was noncommittal and showed a lack of interest.
But the next moment, he quickly cheered up again, leaning on the countertop with one hand and his chin with the other, and asked interestingly:
"So, old man, do you know [Chaldea Mysterious Agency]?"
"What's wrong?"
Moriarty kept moving his hands, his smile remained the same, and he seemed not to be touched at all by the topic he mentioned.
Orihara Izaya didn't find it boring either, but still smiled with great interest:
"Nothing, I just recently discovered such an interesting office and was planning to find some time to visit it."
"It is said that it is an office that specializes in dealing with various mysterious existences. I am very curious, what does the other party think of humans and [abnormalities]? Where are they?"
"I'm looking forward to getting an answer that satisfies me."
"Really? Good luck to you then."
"I'd like to lend you some good words."
At this time, Moriarty finally mixed the wine and brought it to Orihara Izaya, but the other party just slapped the money on the bar, jumped down, and waved away with a smile.
"This is a drink for you. Since you're older, drink something non-alcoholic. I'll go get started first."
Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Moriarty shook his head helplessly and laughed.
Then, he picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and sighed:
"What a pity."
In fact, he was quite optimistic about this young man. Who would have thought that he would be so unlucky that he would choose an opponent that he should not mess with.
You know, in this world, even he wouldn't dare to set up some interesting little games for Fujimaru Ritsuka like he did before.
because--
"Boom--!"
On an originally clear night, lightning suddenly flashed and thunder roared, startling everyone.
But after just this moment, he became calm again, as if nothing had happened.
Moriarty shook his head again and made an emergency call out of kindness.
"Someone here was struck by lightning. Yes, that's right..."
(End of chapter)