Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 177 The Man Who Ordered Tequila at the Cocktail Bar

Entering the Dahei Building, Qin Zhibo took the stairs to the second floor, and then took the sightseeing elevator to the top floor.

The place recorded on the bar card is the top floor of the Dahei Building - the 20th floor.

Ding--

When the dark golden elevator door slowly opened, a long corridor appeared in front of Qin Zhibo.

In the deepest part of the corridor, the colorful signboard says "Cocktail Bar".

This is the destination of Qin Zhibo's trip.

Qin Zhibo finished arranging the human skin mask on his face in the bathroom in the corridor. After confirming that the holes, eyes, and nose were all accurate, he opened the door and walked into the bar.

In the cocktail bar, dim ambient lighting and a large wine-red carpet.

Since it was only morning, there were not many people in the bar.

Except for the seats by the floor-to-ceiling windows, there are only a few guests who want to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the city, and there is only one bartender on the inside of the bar. There are less than ten people in the huge bar.

Qin Zhibo walked to the bar with melodious music and moved his butt to the seat.

"A glass of whiskey, thank you."

Before coming here, Qin Zhibo happened to see whiskey in the office hut.

It was wine that belonged to the original owner, but Qin Zhibo didn't like drinking very much, and the wine was placed on the desk in the office openly, so the influence was not good, so Qin Zhibo put away the bottle of whiskey.

Now at the bar, Qin Zhibo ordered a glass of whiskey naturally.

As for the vodka I drank at the Izu Grand Hotel last time, why didn't I order it this time?
because it's not very tasty
At the bar, the bartender with glasses and a beard nodded slightly as a response.

But immediately, the bartender asked in a dull voice, "Do you want Scotch whiskey, American whiskey, Irish whiskey, Canadian whiskey, or Japanese whiskey."

Qin Zhibo: "."

He was a little speechless in his heart, but Qin Zhibo did not enter the difficult time of entanglement and choice.

Although I didn't look carefully at the type of whiskey in the office, after all, the original owner is a Hawaiian, and American whiskey is probably more suitable for the taste buds on this tongue.

"Then American whiskey." Qin Zhibo replied.

Just when Qin Zhibo thought he could wait quietly for the drink, the bartender spoke again.

"Would you like bourbon, rye, corn, wheat or malt?"

Qin Zhibo didn't quite know the difference, but he wasn't too low to ask, so he picked the last whiskey that the bartender said casually.

"Malt whiskey."

Just when Qin Zhibo thought he could wait quietly for the drinks, the bartender opened his mouth again.

"Would you like to open a new bottle of wine, or the old bottle?"

This.
Qin Zhibo couldn't help asking, "Is there any difference?"

"There is a difference. The wine in the old bottle is the base of the wine left after opening the bottle, and the flavor may be slightly worse." The bartender still answered Qin Zhibo's question with a robot-like voice.

Qin Zhibo felt that drinking other people's alcohol was not much different from picking up cigarette butts: "Then open a new bottle."

"No problem, but there will be an additional corkage fee." The bartender replied.

"open!"

Qin Zhibo, who is not too bad for money, is very happy, and he will not use the old stalk of "open--just kidding" to prevaricate the embarrassment of discovering that the corkage fee is too expensive after opening the bottle.

Just when Qin Zhibo thought he could wait quietly for the drink, the bartender opened his mouth again.

"Would you like a half glass or a glass, please?"

"Half a glass." Qin Zhibo had just finished speaking, but when he thought that the corkage fee had been paid, he changed his words: "It's still a glass."

Just when Qin Zhibo thought he could wait quietly for the wine to be served, the bartender opened his mouth again.

"Do you want it with ice or without ice?"

"Add—ice—"

Qin Zhibo almost gritted his teeth to say these two words.

If the bartender had a new question, I might not be able to restrain the urge to blow his glasses.

Anyway, the human skin mask I'm wearing now, running away after the fight is not only exciting, but also no one can find out my identity.

Fortunately, the artificial mentally handicapped bartender in front of him finally stopped asking new questions and turned around to get the drink.

I saw him take a new bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, open it, pour it in, and add ice.
After a set of slow movements, Qin Zhibo finally had an extra glass of malt whiskey in his hand.

Picking up the wine glass in his hand, for some reason, Qin Zhibo now feels tired like he just came out of the official department in his previous life.

Let's take a sip first.

Qin Zhibo took a sip of the wine in the glass, and a unique aroma burst out between his lips and teeth.

Hmm~ It's the aroma of malt.

Although the process before drinking is a bit cumbersome, the taste of the wine is quite good, and I didn't use fake wine to fool me just because I was a newcomer.

Or there's no fake wine here at all
After taking a sip of his wine, Qin Zhibo turned his head to look at the bartender who continued to wipe glasses in the middle of the bar.

Because there is a leather mask on his face, he will not be the one who is embarrassed, so Qin Zhibo can openly observe the bartender's behavior of wiping wine glasses.

Three circles left ~Three circles right~
In fact, Qin Zhibo was somewhat puzzled by the bartender's act of wiping the glasses.

Why in all kinds of film and television works, as long as it involves bars, the bartender always stands there cleaning glasses as long as he has no work to do?
Doesn't the bar have a sink?

Besides, I don't know if the towel is dry or not, so I just keep wiping it there.

But now sitting in front of the almost empty bar, Qin Zhibo understood the meaning of this behavior.

Assuming that the bartender is not wiping wine glasses now, he can only stand and stare blankly.

That would look a little silly, and the guests wouldn't be comfortable.

So the behavior of the bartender wiping the glasses is actually finding a job for himself, so that he will not look so embarrassed, and the guests will not be embarrassed.

Just imagine, if you are a customer in a restaurant, and the waiter is standing by and has nothing to do, even if he keeps looking at the wall, you will feel that he is looking at you.

Moreover, mobile phones in this era are not entertaining, so there is no possibility of fishing at work.

After all,
Qin Zhibo looked at the bartender standing two meters away, and a doubt arose in his heart.

So is this bartender a member of a black organization?

If this bar is a place often used by black organizations to meet up, wouldn't it be more convenient to arrange the staff of the bar directly as their own people?
Just when Qin Zhibo couldn't find anyone more suspicious than the bartender, a man in black pushed the door and broke into Qin Zhibo's field of vision.

The man in black went straight to the bar and ordered a glass of wine with his mouth open.

"Have a shot of tequila."

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