The layout of the bar can be said to be unremarkable, and even for me, who has only seen the so-called bar description in books and comics, it is just an ordinary place that does not give people a sense of freshness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were many men and women sitting here and there at the small round tables scattered in the bar, talking in whispers or drinking in silence, and I found a place in the corner of the bar to sit down, and the young waiter who was carefully wiping the goblet with a white cloth did not notice my seat, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts—this was certainly not surprising, except for the young man I had met at the door who claimed to be a part-time janitor, and I had been holding on to a small illusion that blurred myself and disturbed the attention of others, This is not the same as the "you can't see me" magic that the missing Miss Love is good at and involuntarily displays, as long as it is a one-on-one occasion, such as the door of a bar, this kind of small spell can even be easily broken by ordinary people.

The inexplicable young man at the door who reminded me not to trespass into an inappropriate place, the young waiter in the bar, and the many nocturnal nobles present should not be the object I am looking for, whether they are from their appearance, breathing, demeanor and other explicit soul traits, I can roughly judge that these people are ordinary human physiological characteristics, as for the deeper level of distinguishing whether the demon that deliberately hides himself is a demon or what kind of demon is not the ability I can accurately grasp at this moment.

I can't say for sure if I can see through a demon who deliberately disguises itself as a human physiology, but if there is a similar, not-so-clever person, I think I can at least distinguish it from ordinary people, even if I can't conclude that it is a monster, and my preliminary judgment is that there should be no such person in this bar.

I hid myself in the corner of the bar, not to cut off everyone's attention and sit leisurely until dawn, although I was reminded by a young man who claimed to be a janitor outside the door, and I was somewhat careful not to be targeted by nightclubbers with ulterior motives. Since Edogawa Kazukito is a user of the Sato World Forum, even if it cannot be ruled out that it is actually an ordinary human who can especially mix in various circles, the probability that it is a demon is obviously much greater, so the small illusion I used to eliminate the interference of ordinary people is unlikely to be able to stop the more perceptual youkai - not to mention that I put the jade magic weapon on the small table in front of me in a grand manner, although it is in the corner, the person who enters the main door can directly see this location.

That's how I deal with the secret code of the joint that I didn't agree on beforehand.

Sure enough, within ten minutes of sitting down, a man in a vintage gentleman's hat, a long brown trench coat, and his face was lowered to push the door open. The man looked at the jade block in front of me for a moment, then nodded at me and walked over with steady steps, passing by the bar he greeted the waiter who seemed to know him well, ordered two glasses of wine, and then came to me with two goblets and sat down beside me.

"I'm Edogawachi."

"Hmm...... Call me Fran. "I apologize to Fran from the bottom of my heart, and I didn't hesitate to borrow her nickname.

"Okay Miss Fran, I'm sorry for the hesitation, but your image is beyond my expectations."

"The image of a youkai?"

"I can't tell if you're a human or a demon."

"It doesn't matter if I'm a human or a demon, and I don't care what you are," I pushed the jade cube on the small table to him, and took a sip from my glass...... It feels like a mid-grade wine, "I'll give it back to you." ”

He took off his hat and raised his head, and what appeared in front of me was the stunned face of a man in his thirties, and his eyes narrowed into a slit after the shock, "Give it back, give it to me?" ”

"Isn't this your friend's family heirloom?"

"Yes."

"Then take it back."

"I want to know ......"

"I know what you want to know," I passed to him as I gathered my thoughts on what had happened tonight, "don't ask anything else, I won't tell you if you ask." ”

His astonishment was palpable, and he almost shouted, "What mud!" "Then he bowed his head, of course he didn't do it and couldn't have done it, and the shallow experience I had gained from the script was not very credible, but it seemed that people like me were rare in the outside world, even to youkai, and he fell silent, and then apparently savored the news I had sent him.

After some complicated thought, Edogawa continued, "I still want to ask, who are you?" Sorry don't be impatient, I know almost all the active and inactive members of the forum, I don't remember one of the forum users, Flandrew Magtroyd," he didn't wait for my answer but answered himself, "so before I came to meet you, I asked the administrator to check that Miss Fran's account was registered tonight, no, last night at 8:11:43. ”

"I'm quite inquisitive, you seem to have a good relationship with the administrator."

"Hmph," he said in the past, apparently reluctant to talk about his relationship with the Administrator, "besides, you possess legendary powers, which means that you are at least at the same level of cultivation as the founder of the forum, which is a level of depth that I can't imagine for the time being." So if you're new to the forum, where exactly are you coming from? Where did you know about the existence of the forum? How do you get the registration invitation code? ”

"Hey, since you know my registration time, there's no reason why you can't find the source of the invitation code."

"It's because you know ......"

"I don't think you're malicious," I thought for a moment and thought that moving out of Itoyuki's little friend shouldn't put her in danger, "I met that little girl by chance, and she gave me the invitation code. ”

"Okay, you don't need to go into details, I know the name of the forum account but I won't take the initiative to ask who the person behind the account is, that's to destroy everyone's tacit understanding, I believe you didn't murder any of your friends." "I saw her speak at least two hours ago," he said. ”

"Well, my origin is not mysterious, and it doesn't mean anything special to you, or to all the monster altar friends, so don't ask any more questions, now let's talk about the extermination case."

"......," he stared into my eyes boldly, "let's talk about it, I know it's impossible for someone like you to send out false information with your mind." ”

"You still know a lot, do you know those legendary forum founders?"

"I've heard of it, I've met one of them, and I'm only a good friend of the administrator."

"It seems that if you believe me, then it will be easy to say."

"Miss Fran has returned to me my friend's lost belongings, and I am grateful to him for him." He took out a box of cigarettes from the pocket of his trench coat and expertly popped one out of the mouth when he seemed to remember the occasion he was in, and gave me a signal of inquiry with his eyes.

"Please."

He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, then puffed out a curling white smoke from his nostrils, which reminded me of the female boss who traded scarce "resources" in the Custom Street, the woman who claimed to be Konoe's lover.