Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 251

2022-03-09

Chapter 251 Culture is Important

Ai Liang quickly packed up and followed behind the thugs into the elevator.

As the saying goes, the lights and wine are intoxicating, and the cattle and horses will lead you to mix society.

If these thugs really have any specialties, they won't be just a thug.

As long as they don't commit any major event and don't get in their way.

Ai Liang is too lazy to care about the attitude of these cannon fodders.

In this complex, each layer has different tenants.

Ai Liang saw at least a few different storefronts from the floor plan at the entrance.

For example, the second and third floors are bathing and massage centers, the fifth and sixth floors are accommodation, the seventh floor is an entertainment center, and the eighth floor is an office area...

Ai Liang now wants to The place to go is the bar on the fourth floor.

Probably under the numbness of alcohol, it is easier to obtain information.

Many intelligence dealers, or places where there is information circulation, use bars as their bases.

Ma Wei is a subordinate intelligence unit of Song Jie's subordinate forces.

Perfectly inherit this fine tradition.

As mentioned earlier, Song Jie belongs to the modernist intelligence faction.

Although he is involved in many industries, his main business in name is intelligence.

Even if the income from other aspects is N times the income from intelligence.

He didn't give up, his main business with meager income.

Perhaps this is the last stubbornness of the intelligence business?

Ma Wei is working under Song Jie's hands, and the industry will inevitably develop in Song Jie's direction.

But he is not as big as Song Jie after all.

You can't recruit any capable subordinates, you can only use these ferocious, simple-minded people to make up for it.

Let's not say anything else, this thug is still carrying a storage bag, looking like he's not very good at using his brain.

It's not for no other purpose, it's simply forgetting to let go.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened.

Still the same, Ai Liang walked out of the elevator behind the thugs.

Slowly moved towards the Conference Hall gate at the end of the corridor.

Open the door and it's a bar.

Midnight and early morning are peak times for bars.

Most of the bar seats are filled with all kinds of people.

And the overwhelming majority are males, almost no silhouettes of females can be seen.

The big guys are either drinking and bragging with the people next to them, or they are staring at the two dancers on the dance floor in the center of the bar.

They were wearing scantily clad clothes, clinging to steel pipes, stretching their enchanting figures to their heart's content.

Occasionally meet the eyes of the guests, and throw a wink in the past.

Ai Liang just glanced and looked away.

Compared with the bars in Neihua City back then, the dancing skills of these two dancers are really not that good.

If you only know how to pull the steel pipe and turn it in circles, you will at most rub it up and down twice.

Saying that they came here for part-time jobs is a bit of a compliment to them.

Even if it's a part-time job, why don't you learn something more?

But considering Ma Wei's sphere of influence, it's not incomprehensible.

The overwhelming majority who come to drink every day are regular customers or people nearby.

These people don't really come to dance anyway.

It's better to invite two hot bodies.

After the thugs led Ai Liang into the bar, they didn't stop.

Instead, he took Ai Liang all the way across the wine table, bar, and into the side door.

When he opened a door again, the two entered a mini bar.

After Ai Liang entered the door, the thug turned and left, leaving him alone at the door.

Unlike the noisy environment outside, it is much quieter here.

The mini bar is very small, about fifty square meters by visual inspection.

Except for the bar, there are not even a few tables.

There are only three guests.

The owner here seems to have built an old-fashioned record player to play soft and soothing classical music.

Let's not talk about the wine, but the atmosphere is pretty good.

Ai Liang ignored the prying eyes from the other side of the wine table.

Put on your mask, go straight to the bar, pull an ashtray and sit down.

"A glass of pure water."

Ai Liang said.

The bartender picked up the glass, took half a glass of water and pushed it over.

He smiled and asked, "What else to drink? If you're not sure, I can recommend it."

"I don't have time to waste time with you."

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Ai Liang picked up the cup and poured the water into the ashtray: "I prefer to go straight to the point."

"Sorry, our boss is on his way, why don't we drink something first? ?"

The bartender repeated the previous words.

He smiled and wiped the cup that would never be wiped clean.

The act of wiping the cup has no special meaning, but when there are no guests, find something to do for yourself so that you won't be idle.

And also to satisfy the layman's stereotype of a bar and make yourself look "professional".

You have to have a drink to open your mouth, right?

Ai Liang squinted his eyes: "Then have a Cocktail and adjust it according to what I said."

"No problem."

The bartender is refreshing 's agreed, and quickly got the bartender and measuring device ready.

"Gin, black cherry, charter, twenty-five milliliters each, in that order, plus half a lemon."

Ai Liang said, the recipe for Cocktail in a previous life .

Although the government of this world is very different from the previous life, there are some things that remain.

Wine is one of them.

It's just that many Cocktail recipes that were born in a specific era have disappeared.

There are quite a few Cocktails based on wines with names he hadn't heard of before.

There are even a lot of Cocktails made with rice wine.

When I first heard about these Cocktails, Ai Liang had an indescribable feeling.

If you want to describe it, it is the same as the British saw the saber version of King Arthur.

If you still can't understand, just imagine replacing the stockings on the two-dimensional character with red embroidered cotton pants in the mountain village.

Not to mention how awkward it is.

Ai Liang worked in a bar in a previous life.

When I first entered the industry, I read several Cocktail recipes whenever I had time.

I'm afraid that the guests will not be able to tune it out if they want a Cocktail that they haven't heard of.

However, it turns out that he thinks too much.

Many people go to bars to drink, and they want the usual items.

Wine table veterans like to order tequila and martini, while female customers are mostly Margaritas or Bloody Marys.

Those who try to get girls drunk will order Long Island iced tea.

There are really tricky customers, I want to order another Cocktail.

There will also be a senior bartender, but it's not his turn at all.

When Ai Liang finished his part-time job at the bar, he forgot all about it except for the few drinks he used to shake.

But now under the blessing of this inhuman body.

Ai Liang clearly recalled all the Cocktail recipes he had seen in his previous life.

Even if I just skipped it at a glance, I remembered it all again.

Only by selling Cocktail recipes, you can live without food and clothing in this life.

The bartender frowned when he heard the recipe.

He hadn't heard of the recipe.

And black cherry and charter.

Both are strong-flavored liqueurs, and few have tried combining the two.

Based on the principle that the customer is God.

The bar is still holding a wine measuring machine. According to the recipe given by Ai Liang, pour the wine into the shaker one after another.

Pour juice from half a lemon into the shaker with a lemon squeezer.

The bartender dipped a drop on the bar spoon, tasted it on the back of his hand, and then showed an incredulous expression.

After shaking with ice, the bar picks up the ice filter and pours the pale-yellow Cocktail into the glass.

"I've never heard of this recipe, can I give it a name?"

The bartender asked.

"Mr. Ma, if you're going to continue the show, the next thing you say is the name of the glass."

Ai Liang gently pushed the glass aside.

He is absolutely impossible to eat or drink from strangers on someone else's property.

"As expected to be the first Bounty Hunter of the Asian League, really good eyesight."

The bartender...or Ma Wei.

Gently clapped his palm: "didn't expect a famous person like you to know me as a little bartender. I'm really flattered."

Ai Liang Staring at Ma Wei with Zhang Sima's face.

Not to mention that in Neihua City, you are a guy who can only be a trick in Qianhua City, what are you pretending to be here?

Pester and chirp think they are stylish?

If it wasn't to maintain the character of the messenger.

Ai Liang has been in physical communication for a long time.

He's the most annoying kind of guy who puts on a lot of shit and wastes his time.

"Give me Song Jie's contact information."

Ai Liang took out a check from the inner pocket of the leather jacket and pressed it on the bar.

At the same time, there is also a cylindrical container.

"Hehe, let's not say whether I know someone like Boss Song, even if I do, why should I tell you?"

Ma Wei glanced at him The number on the check: "If you don't say anything, you will come to my site and smash the market. Some of them are unreasonable!"

In fact, Ma Wei at first received a call from Zhang Yan.

I thought it was the enemy who came to find fault.

I didn't realize something was wrong until I heard that I even used the gun.

Qianhua City is completely gun-free.

He has no grudges and needs to use guns to solve problems.

Even if there is, you shouldn't go to Turion Bar, but come here to find yourself.

Add the other party's offer to meet him just to talk things over.

From this point, Ma Wei deduced that Ai Liang was probably not a native of Qianhua City, but a Bounty Hunter from out of town.

I don't know the rules of Qianhua Market.

This kind of savage and sturdy style seems to come from Neihua City.

Ma Wei originally had a try one's luck mentality and asked Zhang Yan to bring people over.

Until just past the building's surveillance.

It was only then that he realized that he had really won the jackpot.

"It's already happened, it's useless to say anything. It's better to negotiate the current business first."

Ai Liang pushed the check forward again.

"Where's Zhang Yan? They didn't come with you?"

"I think he's too tired, so help him get a good night's sleep."

Ai Liang euphemistically expressed Zhang Yan's current situation.

As soon as Ma Wei heard it, he immediately reacted.

This guy Zhang Yan was probably stunned by Ai Liang.

"Before you talk about business, you must destroy the other party's place first. I have never heard of this way of talking about business."

Ma Wei's eyes are dark and his face is a little uncomfortable. Good-looking: "You have to be clear, this is not Neihua City, but my site!"

Let Ma Wei put pressure on him with his eyes.

Ai Liang's expression didn't change.

He unscrewed the cylindrical container and poured a bottle of colorless crystal powder into an ashtray filled with half a tank of water.

Ma Wei propped up the bar with his hands and watched quietly, without stopping.

These powders are probably regarded by him as something like ketamine.

It's all done.

Ai Liang did not give the answer Ma Wei wanted, but replied to his initial question.

"Don't you want to know the name of this glass of Cocktail?"

Ai Liang picked up the Cocktail and poured a little into the ashtray: "The name of this glass of wine is the last words. ."

"Last word, what an ominous name."

Ma Wei coughed and knocked on the table.

Several drinkers next to him stood up immediately.

"But it's quite suitable for your current situation.

Mr. Messenger, you probably don't know yet? Not long ago, Song Boss offered a high price for your trace. , didn't expect to be met by me."

Ma Wei looked at the messenger with the expression of looking at the fat sheep: "You are now being pointed at by two guns, it is best not to act rashly."

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Ai Liang really didn't move, and didn't even mean to fight with a gun.

Ma Wei thought he would admit defeat, so he came out from behind the bar and planned to tie the person with a rope himself.

“Have you heard of sodium sulfide?”

Ai Liang suddenly opened his mouth to learn about chemistry: “Sodium sulfide is a very easy deliquescence substance, and it will produce acid with acid. Reaction."

"And these reactions will produce a gas called hydrogen sulfide."

Ai Liang turned the high stool, slowly turned around: "The low concentration The hydrogen sulfide has a strong pungent odor, but the high concentration of hydrogen sulfide has no taste.

Because your sense of smell will be paralyzed in an instant, and you won't be able to smell anything."

Except for Ai Liang, Ma Wei and several of his subordinates shrugged their noses unconsciously.

That's right, Ai Liang from the very beginning didn't plan to negotiate with these people.

He came here just to go through the motions and improve the chain of reasoning.

Before entering the door, Ai Liang already got the information he wanted to know.

Including Ma Wei's plan to tie himself and Song Jie to take credit.

Since the other party didn't plan to trade normally, he wasn't ready to speak properly either.

The messenger does not have the martial power of the hermit, so with the help of the foreign object, poison qi is a good choice.

Ai Liang picked up the wine glass and poured all the remaining wine into the ashtray.

This move stimulated the nerves of Ma Wei's men.

He rushed forward and pushed Ai Liang away, knocking the ashtray over with a slap.

Ai Liang stood by without making any obstacles.

Just as he poured sodium sulfide into the ashtray, Ma Wei didn't respond.

The group of people in the room didn't even know what hydrogen sulfide was.

At most, from Ai Liang's words, it can be concluded that hydrogen sulfide is poisonous.

How toxic is unknown.

It's okay to rush into the bathroom with an ashtray and throw it away.

It was directly knocked to the ground without affecting the continued deliquescence of the sodium sulfide powder.

"Mr. Ma, I'm never joking. If you haven't given Song Jie's contact information, then this glass of wine is your last word.

Yes. Now, even if you run out now, the poison has entered your body, guess how long you can live?"

Ai Liang's words are typical of bullying the other party without culture.

By misleading words, let them think that this is a poison with an antidote.

Actually, there is no cure for this thing.

You can only get out of the highly toxic air as soon as possible and go to the hospital for first aid.

It's too late and people are gone.

In order to add persuasiveness, Ai Liang continued to flicker: "I have a lot of pills on my body, I am dead, can you tell which are antidote and which are poison?"

Now Ma Wei is completely broken.

(end of this chapter)