Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 174: Diamond Legs, Right?

"Huh, Akagi Hero? He's nothing but a despicable villain."

An angry voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Ye looked outside the bar. At a table near the bar, sat a young man with a flat head and an injured right foot. There was a crutch next to the table.

Lin Ye noticed the young man when he entered the store.

Even though his right foot was injured, he still came to drink by himself with the help of crutches. His spirit is really touching.

At this time, the young man had already drunk a lot of beer and his face was flushed. When he heard Conan praising Akagi Hero, he couldn't help but feel angry and opened his mouth to refute.

Conan turned around curiously and saw the young man with an injured foot. He showed a look of surprise, jumped off the chair and came to the young man.

"Big brother, do you have a grudge against Akagi Hero?"

"That's right, I have this leg thanks to him." said the young man angrily.

[Just wait and see, Akagi, I will definitely avenge this.]

Lin Ye glanced at the young man, then looked away indifferently.

Although the young man is angry, he has no murderous intent in his heart, so it is unlikely that anyone will be killed. It is just a small problem.

"Thanks to him?" Conan looked at the young man's leg wrapped like a mummy under the table.

"Brother, can you tell me what's going on?"

The young man glanced at Conan and sneered.

"You little brat, are you his fan? Even if I tell you, you won't believe it."

"Big brother, please tell me first."

"Well, since you want to know, I'll tell you so you can know the true face of that guy."

The young man took a big gulp of wine and was about to tell his story when the commentator on TV came on with his evaluation of Hero Akagi who had an outstanding performance in the game.

"genius!"

"There is no doubt that Akagi Hero is a genius at playing football!"

"Tokyo Spirit is lucky to have found a player like this."

The young man sneered.

"Oh, genius. That's right, Akagi Hero is a genius, and I'm just a fool who works silently."

"But in high school, our scoring rates were pretty much the same. But his signing bonus and popularity were higher than mine..."

"I think it's probably because that guy has a pretty face. When the strength is almost the same, being handsome is indeed more popular. So, I decided to surpass him in strength."

"After joining the Tokyo Soul team, I practiced hard every day and vowed to surpass him. I must be better than him!"

"But just when I was making progress and was about to - no, had already surpassed that guy, that bastard kicked me hard and broke my calf during a practice match."

The flat-headed young man gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

"That guy must be afraid that I will surpass him, so he resorted to such despicable means. Bah!"

He spat fiercely on the ground.

Xia Fan, who was nearby, glared at him, but he was so angry that he didn't notice.

He looked down at his injured leg, anger and helplessness in his eyes.

"It will take at least three months for my leg to heal. But after three months, even if I return to the court, my strength will have been pulled apart. My career is over..."

After listening to the young man's story, Conan looked at his face carefully, as if confirming something.

"Oh, I remember now, the big brother's name is Uemura Naoki, right?"

"You know my name?" Naoki Kamimura was a little surprised.

Conan smiled and said, "Because I have watched your game. Big brother's skills are very solid and left a deep impression on me."

"Really?" Naoki Kamimura was a little surprised. This little kid in front of him seemed to be surprisingly knowledgeable.

"But big brother, you are still recovering from your injury, so is it really okay to go to the bar and drink? Will it affect the recovery of your leg?"

Naoki Kamimura was stunned.

Yes, of course he knew that drinking was bad for his health, and before this injury, he didn't drink at all.

However, when he was lying at home and watching Hideo Akagi running around the court on live TV, he got furious.

So, he, who had never drunk before, wanted to get drunk. But if he went to a bar near his home, he might be recognized. He happened to see a report about Poirot's bar in the newspaper, so he took a taxi here.

"Moreover," Conan looked at Uemura's injured leg, "you have no evidence to prove that Akagi Hero kicked your leg on purpose. These are just your guesses..."

"Big brother, I think you should go back and recuperate, and then compete with Akagi Hero in the future." Conan said with a smile on his face.

"That's enough, you little brat." Naoki Kamimura said angrily.

"I haven't yet fallen to the point where I need to be taught a lesson by a little devil."

He drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, then picked up the crutch on the table and limped towards the door of the bar.

Conan looked at his back speechlessly.

[What kind of attitude is that? I was encouraging you out of kindness, but kindness is not rewarded...]

"Conan, are you okay?" Lin Ye's voice came from the bar.

Conan turned around and gave a forced smile.

"Haha, it's okay, but that big brother is too fierce."

Lin Ye looked at Conan who had climbed back onto the high stool in front of the bar.

"Because he was blinded by prejudice. Maybe the pressure from Akagi Hero was too great."

Conan frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "Uncle Lin, why do people still drink alcohol even though they know it's harmful to the body?"

"This question..." Lin Ye stopped talking halfway, looked towards the door and smiled.

"Good evening, Ms. Huimei."

Conan turned around in horror and saw the woman.

【is her! 】

Miyano Shiho walked into the store, followed by a bodyguard in black, and she was still wearing the white coat.

When she saw Conan in front of the bar, her eyes lit up, as if she saw something interesting.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that I still have homework to do. I'll go back first. Goodbye, Uncle Lin!"

Conan jumped off the chair and walked towards the door.

A pair of long legs blocked his way.

"Isn't this Conan? Do you remember your sister?"

Conan raised his head stiffly and saw the smile on Miyano Shiho's face.

This woman looked very pretty when she smiled, but it sent chills down his spine.

This woman must have done something to herself in the car that day.

"Hehe, good evening, Sister Huimei."

"You're so good." Miyano Shiho bent down and touched Conan's head, "Sister will treat you to some juice."

"Uh, no thanks, I have homework to do."

[Pfft, homework…]

Miyano Shiho laughed in her heart and looked at Conan with a playful look.

[This guy is really a qualified elementary school student]

At the bar, Lin Ye looked at the two of them strangely.

Why does Conan look a little afraid of Miss Shirley?
Did something happen between the two of them?
Conan politely rejected Miyano Shiho's "good intentions" and left the bar under the latter's gaze.

Miyano Shiho turned around, sat at the bar, ordered a glass of orange juice, and had a smile on her face, looking like she was in a very good mood.

Lin Ye asked, "Did Miss Huimei encounter any good things?"

Miyano Shiho put the straw in her mouth and nodded.

"Well, I've made some progress at work."

[Thanks to that kid's blood, the research can proceed so smoothly]

[It would be nice if I could get more, but that guy is very wary of me now, what a pity, if I had known I would have taken one more tube last time...]

(End of this chapter)