Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

"Miss Shipgirls, you don't have to come and fix it. Just give me the money and I will find someone to fix it."

Behind the dark and greasy bar, the listless boss held his chin in his hand and spoke weakly.

"Then tell me, how much is it?"

Veneto stood up and turned to look at his boss.

"Not much, not much, 500 yuan."

The boss put down the hand that was supporting his chin and stretched it out, with five greasy fingers spread out.

"Are you robbing me for money? Just this door, 500?"

Veneto almost jumped up.

The door was already almost broken, and this guy actually dared to charge money for it. He is really shameless.

He actually dared to ask such a high price!

Originally, Veneto thought that the door was broken because Shenhai Yamato did not control his strength well, and it was their fault and they should pay compensation.

But seeing the tavern owner's behavior, she suddenly didn't want to lose money anymore.

"Hey, Miss KanColle, this is negotiable, you can bargain."

The tavern owner continued to speak weakly, as if he was floating in the air.

"Then I'll give you 50."

Veneto also stretched out a hand, with five white and round fingers, each one clearly visible.

"No, no, that's a solid wooden door! It'll cost at least 300."

The boss withdrew two fingers, leaving three.

The two curled up fingers had grease on their knuckles, which looked shiny and glossy when illuminated by the light coming through the door.

"How about this? I'll give you 300 yuan and a unit of ammunition as well. How about that?"

Veneto hesitated for a moment, frowned and replied: "One unit of shells is worth more than ten yuan."

"No, no, no, I said it wrong. 100 yuan. This door is really worth 100 yuan."

The tavern owner was stunned for a moment, then quickly retracted two fingers, leaving only one, and waved it in the air, trying to strengthen the credibility of his words.

"100 yuan is fine. I won't give you nothing."

Veneto took out a gold coin, which he had exchanged in Nagasaki Castle, and threw it to the tavern owner who was already full of energy.

It seems that even if a tavern owner is exhausted from working late, he will still keep his spirits up when his life is in danger.

NO.383 Alerting the enemy or taking advantage of the situation

"Thank you for your patronage. What do you need in this tavern?"

The greasy boss is actually not very fat, you could even say he is a little thin.

Combined with the layer of grease mixed with dust covering his body, it fully demonstrates the feeling of a materialistic petty bourgeois.

"Speaking of needs..."

Veneto looked around.

Almost no one is watching them anymore.

Even the curious and dissatisfied looks when I first walked in were gone.

All the diners in the pub were doing their own things and talking about their own topics.

Saga is a big city, and the bigger the city, the greater the chances of various things happening.

A big forest has all kinds of birds, and a big Saga has all kinds of people coming and going.

Among them, there are quite a few ship girls.

Whether it is the ship girls who came to this city out of curiosity or because of some mission.

As a resident of Saga Castle, I have seen Jian Niang many times.

So Veneto and Deep Sea Yamato are actually not very eye-catching.

Even those who drink in these low-level pubs where ordinary ship girls would not come are not overly curious about ship girls. At most, they will take a few glances when they first see them.

After you've read it, that's it.

They are just two ship girls. They are not the kings of a country or big stars.

Everyone has their own business, and no one is free to discuss why the KanColle appears here.

Unless they have some bad ideas.

"Speaking of needs... can you post some tasks here that are difficult to post outside?"

As Veneto spoke, he kept looking into the eyes of the innkeeper.

However, the tavern owner was also a veteran and did not react to Veneto's words from beginning to end.

Even the twitching of the eyes as shown on TV, or the twitching of the mouth as shown in anime, did not happen.

It was as if what Veneto was talking about was not something dangerous, but just a daily conversation.

"What bad mission? Miss KanColle, this is just an ordinary tavern. It's a restaurant at noon. Apart from food and wine, what kind of mission can there be?"

The tavern owner answered without changing his expression or voice.

However, because of his careful observation, Neto still detected some fluctuations in the tavern owner's voice.

It's not obvious. If ordinary humans were to listen, they wouldn't be able to detect it.

"Okay, thank you boss for clearing up my confusion... We want to have a drink here."

Veneto thought about it and thought that this boss must know what dangerous things the customer who posted the task to him had posted.

Otherwise, he would definitely not have seen even that slight change.

In these years, society is in turmoil and people are in panic.

The criminal law introduced by the authorities to maintain social harmony has severe penalties.

Anyway, human life is worthless. Killing a few people can serve as a warning to others and serve as a warning to others. This is the reason why severe punishments are used in troubled times.

Obviously, since Veneto came here as a ship girl, the boss would not reveal any information.

Because the initiator of that mission originally issued a mission targeting the ship girls.

The reason why the ship girl came here might be because she discovered something and followed the clues to find out.

If Veneto comes over like this, it might alert the enemy.

But what she wanted was to alert the enemy, and this was the only gambling option she could take.

Now the enemy is in the dark and she is in the light.

If the reverse is not possible, then what she needs to do is to pull the enemy to her level.

Since Veneto cannot exist as a dark person, both sides should make it clear.

It would be best to alert the mysterious person and make him panic, and then expose himself in broad daylight.

There are no clues at hand now, and no one to use. It is difficult to conduct an investigation with only myself and the Deep Sea Dean who doesn't use his brain much to think.

She had never done any investigation and didn't know what detective work was.

After much thought, there are only two options.

Just wait and see until the other party appears.

But this trick is unrealistic, because both her and Fukukai Yamato have problems with their identities, and it would be bad if they were exposed if they stayed in Saga for a long time.

The second is to let the other party know that a ship girl is checking up. This move is pure gambling.

If you bet right, the other party will lose their composure and be exposed.

If she made a wrong bet and the other party simply hid himself, she would be even more helpless.

"So what do you want to drink... If I'm not mistaken, this guy is injured and shouldn't drink."

The tavern owner rolled his eyes and stared at the middle-aged man's legs.

Because of the bandages and splints and the swelling in his calves, his pants were rolled up just above the knees.

The bandage was completely exposed.

"You're a businessman, you can make money, but why do you care about other people's injuries?"

Veneto teased the tavern owner with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Well, I'm just afraid that he'll get hurt and blame it on me for drinking."

The tavern owner shrugged: "Wine is a disinfectant, maybe you will get better faster if you drink it."

If the customer is willing to pay for something, then there is nothing he can say no to.

It's just that he wanted to quickly inform the bigger financial backers who had spent a lot of money with him.

Of course, he is also the one who issues the mission to kidnap the ship girl.

The other party said that if you have any problems, you can notify him and receive the reward money.

So at first, the tavern owner wanted to use the excuse that the middle-aged man was injured to refuse to serve Veneto and his group.

He wanted to use this as an excuse to stop drinking the Veneto wine and leave quickly.

How much money do you make from selling alcohol?

The profit gained from tipping off the big customer was several times the amount of the wine sold.

He is a businessman, so of course he can tell which one makes more money.

It’s a pity that the other party didn’t follow the script in his mind.

He had no choice but to suppress his emotions and earn the money for the wine first.

At worst, he could investigate the incident involving his major client's ship girl and notify her later.

There shouldn't be a deduction for this, right? He had no choice but to come back later.

"Well, I have tequila, whiskey, sake, rice wine, and beer. Which one would you like?"

The tavern owner wiped his hands twice on his greasy white sleeveless T-shirt that had turned black, and asked Veneto, looking like he was going to pour them some wine in the next second.

"Two cups of rice wine... You can't drink it now. I'll drink with you in the hotel later."

As soon as Veneto said the number, he felt actual harassment from people looking at him.

He just turned his head slightly to calm Deep Sea Yamato down.

The gaze that made one's back feel hot finally disappeared.

"okay."

The tavern owner responded, turned his skinny body around, stepped on an apple box, and staggered to the cabinet behind him to get some wine.

Rice wine is apparently a product that is not sold for long in this store, and it was thrown on the top of the wine cabinet.

"What's a cocktail?"

Fukamiya suddenly pointed at the menu hanging on the wall next to him.

Veneto took a look and saw that the menu was a small blackboard with some wine names and prices written on it.

Of course the price has been basically wiped out.

The entire blackboard, the notes on it, and the dust on top made Veneto think that this blackboard might have been made when the tavern opened.

"I don't have that kind of high-class stuff in my shop... I did at the beginning, but they didn't like to drink that kind of stuff. Those who come to my shop like cheap liquor."

The tavern owner pointed at the diners around him, and of course he explained it because he saw Fukakai Yamato pointing at the small blackboard.

NO.384 Making money is not shabby

In the dim alley, a long and narrow figure was cast by the sunlight that barely squeezed through the eaves on both sides, casting a very long shadow.

Suddenly, the tall and thin figure stopped and looked back.