Chapter 77 New Customers in the Underground City
underground black market
It was as lively and bustling as ever, with shouting, cheering and wailing everywhere.
I wonder how many guests the rooftop will welcome today?
At the bar, the bartender was wiping the counter out of boredom. Although he had been wiping the bar for quite some time, it was already clean enough to reflect light.
Business has been bad recently. No one has come to his place to drink for many days.
Just as he was nodding his head and about to fall asleep, he heard a few knocks on the table.
The familiar sound of metal scratching against glass: "You seem to be free?"
The bartender suddenly raised his head and saw the familiar mask.
The bartender grinned and said, "Hey boss, where have you been making money lately? Same old thing?"
Yuya nodded, then asked, "How's the information I asked you to find?"
The bartender paused while pouring the wine, and said with a wry smile: "It's a bit difficult..."
Yuya raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although no one could see his expression because of the mask, his voice still showed some fluctuations: "Is there any information you can't get?"
The bartender pushed a glass of Fino in front of Yuya, sighed and said, "That person's whereabouts are hard to find, and the people over there seem to be trying to hide recently, so..."
Youya was silent for a moment, taking a sip of his wine without saying anything, he knew the bartender hadn't finished what he was saying.
"But according to gossip, someone saw him coming here." The bartender said, "Well, since this information is not very reliable, I won't charge for it."
Yuya tapped the tabletop regularly with his fingers. After a while, he picked up the wine glass, drank it all, then turned around and left without a word.
"Hey, boss, please remember to take care of our business. We won't be able to afford a meal soon." The bartender shouted from behind.
You ignored him and kept walking.
Just as he was walking through the crowd, Youya suddenly stopped and tilted his head slightly. Among the crowd, he saw a man wearing a knitted hat.
"···?"
Perhaps sensing the gazes being observed, the man in the knitted hat suddenly turned around and looked towards him. Under the half-hidden brim of the hat was a face that Youya was somewhat familiar with.
"...Are these people here to eat for nothing? They have already gone to their territory, and yet they tell me there is no news?" Youye muttered a few words in his heart, pretending to glance at the crowd, and after looking around, he lowered his head and left.
"..." Knitted Hat frowned. Was it an illusion? Did the masked man seem to be looking at him?
Thinking of this, the man in the knitted hat looked at the bar, thought for a moment and walked over.
"Hey, newcomer? What would you like to order?"
When the bartender saw someone coming, he immediately began to entertain him warmly. After seeing that half face, there was an imperceptible pause in his speech, but he quickly covered it up.
But he was still noticed by the perceptive man in the knitted hat. He raised his head slightly and looked at the bartender with cold eyes.
The bartender immediately broke out in a sweat.
The knitted hat slowly said: "Do you know me?"
The bartender put on a professional smile and said, "Everyone who comes here is my boss. How can I not know the boss who pays me?"
The man in the knitted hat frowned slightly. He knew that the bartender was not telling the truth, but he was also aware of the rules here. There were some things that could not be asked casually, otherwise he would not be able to get out easily.
The bartender still smiled professionally: "What would you like to drink, boss?"
Knitted Hat was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Bourbon whiskey."
The bartender nodded, turned around, took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, poured a glass, and pushed it in front of the knitted hat: "What do you want to eat?"
The man in the knitted hat took a sip from the wine glass and said slowly, "The masked man just now."
The bartender paused and sneered, "Sorry, please order something on the menu."
Knitted Hat was silent for a moment: "He's looking for me?"
The bartender still sneered, with one hand already reaching down: "If the boss is here to cause trouble..."
The man in the knitted hat remained silent, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, took out a few gray-green banknotes from his pocket and placed them on the bar, then left without saying a word.
The bartender glanced at the banknotes, looked around to see if anyone was paying attention, and quickly put them into his pocket. Then, he continued to wipe the bar with one hand and took out a unique-style mobile phone with the other.
His fingers quickly pressed the keyboard, and soon a message was sent out.
The bartender whistled and continued to clean the bar.
Although he had been wiping the bar counter for a long time, it was already clean and reflective.
In the distance, Yuya, who had returned to his normal state and was walking on the street, felt the vibration in his pocket. He took out his mobile phone and took a look, frowning slightly.
I didn’t expect that the FBI would go to that kind of place?
Unfortunately, no matter where you are, connections are important, and old customers are always more reliable than new customers from unknown origins.
Especially when you know the identity of the new customer...
Especially the new customer who was just sent out as intelligence...
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