The bartender, named Gu Tian, raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Alright, this is your first drink of the day."
As he spoke, he turned around and took a bottle of vodka from the liquor cabinet behind him, poured it into a glass, added a few ice cubes, squeezed some cream around it, and finally dripped a few drops from a bottle containing some unknown liquid. The so-called 'CHUI Xiao' liquor was now complete.
Although the bald man didn't know why this seemingly unappetizing drink had such a strange name and wasn't cheap, he quite liked its complex flavor.
He likes this wine and is easily ridiculed by the locals, but he doesn't care. He can just fight back if anyone laughs at him; he's used to it.
Sure enough, when the drink was made, many people in the bar turned their heads to look at the bald man who had ordered it. After seeing him, they all turned back to continue chatting and joking with the people around them.
The bald man took a sip, wiped the cream from his lips, and asked the bartender, "Who won the bet?"
Gu Tian raised his head, gestured to a corner of the bar, and said, "That black guy from the American place won, his name is Campbell."
There's a betting game in the bar, a life-or-death wager. You bet on who will be the next person to die in the bar, with a one-week limit. If the other person lives, you lose; if they die, you win.
If the other party gives birth, your money goes to him, and the bar takes a 30% cut.
If the other person dies, your money is still yours, and the bar will give you 50% of the current prize pool as a bonus.
Money doesn't matter; the people who come here aren't short of money. But the thrill of gambling is something money can't buy.
The bald man turned to look at the black man named Campbell and asked, "How much did he earn?"
"Tens of millions, I guess."
Furuta's casual answer did not surprise the bald man, because such bets were quite common here.
Suddenly curious, the bald man asked, "How did you die?"
Gu Tian laughed after hearing the question and explained, "Just now, a strange guy in a black robe came to buy some equipment. He then mocked Gu Tian's height and said something like, 'You look like a little kid. Go home and drink your milk.' Well, that's how he messed with someone tough."
The bald man frowned: "Black robe?"
"Yes, that person did look about the height of a child." Gu Tian shuddered as he recalled the scene. "But the methods he used were definitely not something a child could do."
The bald man grew increasingly curious and pressed for an answer: "How did that person resolve it?"
"It's hard to say, and I can't say."
Gu Tian shook his head and said dismissively, "If you want to know, go ask other people yourself. I don't want to become part of the prize pool."
...
Guangyou was unaware of what happened at the bar; that person was simply blind and had messed with him.
There isn't a single good person here. Even that bartender who seems easy to bully isn't simple. You can't get through that door without something in your hands.
Therefore, dealing with that person didn't bother Guangyou at all, and besides, he only came to this place once.
He is currently at a construction site with a wide view near Teitan High School.
With some time to spare before the performance started, Guangyou leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest. There would be no one at the construction site tomorrow, so he wasn't worried about being discovered.
...
The next day, inside Takagi's car
"Alright, where do you live?" After fastening his seatbelt, Takagi turned to the Teitan trio and Conan sitting in the back and said, "I'm going to take you home."
"Officer Takagi, are you going to take us home now?"
"Maybe we'll be able to decipher the code soon."
The Teitan trio were somewhat unwilling. Although they hadn't slept all night, the case had kept their minds active, so they weren't sleepy at all.
“You’ve all been up all night. You kids need to get plenty of rest,” Takagi said earnestly as he started the car. “I can’t let you kids run around everywhere.”
Ayumi asked, "Where did Officer Sato go?"
Gao Mutou replied without replying, "Of course we'll continue the investigation; this matter isn't over yet."
Mitsuhiko leaned forward slightly and asked, "I know, Officer Sato must have asked you to take us home, right?"
Genta crossed his arms, clearly dissatisfied: "You're a man, why do you always listen to Officer Sato so much? Seriously."
Takagi was both amused and exasperated after hearing this: "I can't help it. Officer Sato is two years older than me, and she's my senior in both life and work. Logically, I have to listen to her."
Ayumi moved closer to Takagi and said, "Won't you have no status after marriage if you do this?"
These words almost made Takagi swerve, and he felt helpless about the precociousness of these children.
But then, thinking of what Fumi had said, he felt a little disappointed: "Marriage? It's probably impossible. Officer Sato hasn't even replied to me."
Thinking about Miwako's strange attitude towards him these past few days, he felt at a loss.
He is very introverted. His confession a few days ago was probably the boldest thing he had ever done in his life. He still hasn't recovered from the shock. He feels ashamed when he thinks about the scene and wants to punch himself.
Takagi sighed inwardly, "If I hadn't confessed, Miwako and I probably wouldn't have ended up like this."
He thought about it for a moment and accepted the fact: "At least I have no regrets."
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