Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 43 Eating Hanbinga

Chapter 43 Eating Hanbinga
Although he was surprised in his heart, Lin Ye's face remained as calm as ever, with no change.

"Why does Mr. Bartender think I'm a programmer?"

"It's probably intuition. I've met so many customers, and sometimes when I see a customer for the first time, I will subconsciously associate him with a certain profession. You can also say it's a blind guess." Lin Ye smiled and replied.

[Blind guess? Is it really that simple?]

Binga laughed twice and pushed the bills to the inside of the bar with his fingers.

"Your intuition is really accurate. This is yours."

Lin Ye accepted it without hesitation.

It's not too much to ask for a tip for playing guessing games with guests, especially for such a dangerous guest.

"Miss is actually a programmer? I didn't expect that." Uncle Maori said in surprise.

In his impression, programmers are all thin or fat people with sparse hair and haggard faces. This is the first time he has seen such a beautiful female programmer.

"What does uncle do again?" Binga looked at Kogoro Mouri with a playful look.

Uncle Maori coughed twice and his expression suddenly became serious.

"My name is Maori Kogoro, I'm a detective, and the Maori Office upstairs is owned by me. If you have any troubles that need to be investigated, please feel free to call me."

A business card from the Maori Detective Agency was handed to Binga.

Binga took it, looked at it, and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Maori drinks here every night?"

"Yes."

"So, Mr. Maori, have you seen a guy with silver hair in the store recently?"

"The guy with the silver hair?"

Maori thought about it and shook his head.

"No, but if you want to find someone, you can ask me. I can give you a 20% discount. By the way, do you know your name?"

"Kashasha," Binga smiled, "I really need Mr. Maori's help. Can you please help me investigate that person? His name is Kurosawa——"

"Cough cough." Lin Ye's sudden cough interrupted Binga.

There was no way. If he didn't speak up, Uncle Maori would fall into Binga's trap.

Who is Gin?

The elite criminal organization of mysterious organization, the kind that kills without blinking an eye, could even knock down the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era with one blow.

If Uncle Maori really went to track down his whereabouts, he would definitely be discovered and killed.

Even if he thought that Uncle Maori still had hidden strength that had not been brought out, Uncle Maori was, after all, just one person. No matter how powerful he was, he could not handle a huge organization.

This guy even wants to reveal Gin's real name. He's really vicious.

What's black and what's gray?
Please, can you just say the killer's real name?
If someone knew my real name, I would definitely kill that person to silence him!

"What's wrong, bartender?" Hearing Lin Ye's cough, Binga turned around and stared at his face.

"I don't think Mr. Maori needs to investigate this matter. In fact, a customer with silver hair did come to the store two days ago."

"Really? Why didn't I see that kind of guy?" Kogoro Mouri asked curiously.

"Because you, Mr. Maori, were not here when he came."

The first two times Gin came, it was late at night. The third time he and Vodka took a taxi and came earlier, but Uncle Maori was not there at that time.

I believe that after being approached by Kusaka Omi, Gin will never come during popular hours again.

He is the kind of person who likes quietness.

"Oh, I see. Then there is really no need for me to take action. If Miss Kashasha wants to find them, she can just come here and sit every day. You will meet them one day." Uncle Maori said with a little thought.

"Is he here alone or with others?" Binga asked.

"Yeah, with a companion wearing sunglasses."

[Ha, it’s Vodka, it’s them after all]

Binga let out a smile.

“How many times have they come?”

"three times."

[Gin, you're such a jerk. During the mission, you brought vodka to the bar every day to drink.]

"Is Miss Kashasha their friend?" Lin Ye asked.

"friend?"

Lin Ye keenly noticed that Binga's eyes twitched unnaturally. "Haha, yes, we are good colleagues at work and good friends in life."

[Gin, disgusting guy, I am friends with him? What a joke! ]

Sure enough, these two people have a grudge.

"What are they doing here?" Binga asked again.

"Of course we go to the bar to drink."

"Did you hear what they were talking about?" Although Binga knew that Gin was too cautious to reveal any important information in public, he still asked with a try-it attitude.

He is interested in any information about Gin.

If you want to knock someone down, you must first understand him. The more you understand, the better, and the deeper the better.

Perhaps from some insignificant details, you can find the opponent's weakness and then give him a fatal blow.

"I'm sorry, this question involves the privacy of the guests, so I can't disclose it."

"Haha, you are really a dedicated bartender." Binga smiled, seeming to admire Lin Ye's look.

[You little brat, you're so arrogant in front of me, what a shitty professional ethics. You're just a bartender, if I want you to, you won't survive the night.]

Although he knew that the other party was just swearing in his heart, Lin Ye still became alert.

What should I do if Binga really comes to deal with me?

Just as Binga said, he is just a bartender. Although he has a soul that traveled from another world and has superb cocktail-mixing skills and the ability to read minds, these two things don't seem to be very useful when facing evil forces.

Something must be done.

He could no longer rely on force, so he would be thankful that nothing went wrong with his overindulged body.

He thought about it seriously and finally sighed slightly.

Alas, it turns out that I can only rely on my own amazing wisdom.

"What did they drink? You can at least tell me this." Binga said with a smile while Lin Ye was thinking.

That's no problem. Lin Ye nodded and named the drinks Gin ordered three times:

"XYZ, Requiem, King Fizz."

Binga thought for a moment and ordered a glass of Requiem.

Requiem, a gin-based drink with vermouth, Campari, Cynar, Fernet Branca, and orange bitters.

While Lin Ye was making cocktails, Binga's voice was heard again.

[This guy's movements are so smooth, there is not a single unnecessary movement, and not a drop of wine spilled on the bar. He is indeed quite capable. Is Gin attracted to him? ]

[Haha, I'm looking forward to the taste of this cup. Please don't let me down]

Binga stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, which made Kogoro Mouri next to him stunned.

"Your Requiem."

Lin Ye pushed the dark red wine glass to the front of the bar.

Binga had already smelled the aroma of the wine, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. After picking up the wine glass, he did not drink it immediately. Instead, he sniffed greedily, with an intoxicated look on his face.

【Ah, the aroma of gin! 】

Even though several different kinds of liquor were mixed together, he could still smell the unique juniper aroma of gin.

Swish, swish.

Stimulated by the aroma, Binga began to secrete a lot of saliva in his mouth, and his desire to drink gradually increased, but he still endured.

His expression scared Lin Ye.

This guy looks like a pervert...

When the desire to drink reached its peak, Binga finally moved the glass to his lips.

Goo!
The bitter taste and deep aroma seem to lead people into deep darkness.

Binga closed his eyes and everything was dark.

A man with long silver hair emerged from the darkness.

【Ah, Gin! 】

[One day, I will personally play the Requiem at your funeral. ]