"Are you the boss?"

The middle-aged man asked, after all, a girl who looked so young looked like the owner of this old shop.

"It's not." The girl shrugged her shoulders: "I'm just a waiter." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a wine glass and placed it next to the barrel, and the pale yellow wine slowly poured into it.

I see, it's a waiter, a part-time job as a student, or what?

But it is a bit surprising that a tavern with such a cold business can afford to hire waiters.

While thinking, he looked at the other two customers besides him.

The scruffy-dressed guy leaned against the window, his hat over his face, his hands on his chest, as if he had fallen asleep, and a cup of flower tea in front of him, only half drunk, and it seemed that it was already cold.

A light rain was falling outside the window, which damped the window and blurred it, and the light outside in the night scene blurred as if the paint had been soaked in the night.

A young man with glasses sits at his table eating a fried rice with a comic book spread out beside him.

Student, the middle-aged man smiled, reading comics while eating, it was really easy to remind people of his student days.

"Do you need ice for your beer?"

Some random voices came from the middle-aged man's thoughts, making him turn his head.

"Ah, add some, this season, even if it's raining, the weather is still a little muggy."

"Hmm."

The waiter nodded, walked to the side of the ice bucket, shoveled a few pieces of ice and put them in the beer.

"Your beer."

The beer was placed on the table and pushed in front of the middle-aged man.

Wine and ice cubes are served in glasses and shimmer in different colors in the dim light.

Sure enough, when a man sees such a light, he can't refuse.

The middle-aged man smiled and picked up the wine glass and brought it to his mouth, and the cold wine entered his mouth and seemed to dispel the exhaustion all over his body.

The wine was cold for the moment it was drunk under the action of ice cubes, but when it slowly entered the belly, there was a slight warmth in the abdomen.

Whew, cold beer in summer, it's addictive.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes comfortably, and he didn't have the tiredness he felt when he first came in.

Maybe it was the drink that made him talk more.

Seeing the waiter standing in the bar wiping his wine glass, the middle-aged man raised his wine glass and asked.

"Are you studying here, so you work here?"

There is also a school nearby.

"Huh?" The waiter's face was stunned, and he blinked calmly: "No, I'm not studying here." ”

The middle-aged man's expression was astringent, and he scratched his hair shamefully.

"Don't you study here? Judging by your age, I thought you were a student. ”

My micro-expression reasoning is still so bad.

I'm really ashamed of my job.

"I'm not going to be any younger than you." The waiter replied with a faint shake of his head.

Young people really like to joke, no matter how you look at it, they are only in their twenties at most, how can they be older than an uncle in his thirties like me.

The middle-aged man smiled and took a sip of the beer in his hand.

"Anyway, if not necessary. Please don't blame me for saying too much, it's better for a girl like you not to stay and work in this tavern. ”

As he spoke, his eyes became serious.

"I came to work in this city because of a job transfer, and after my investigation, this place is not very peaceful."

The middle-aged man shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at the waiter quite sincerely: "So, if possible, it would be better to work in another place." ”

"The tavern will work late, probably." The middle-aged man raised his eyes to look at the waiter.

"It's going to be dangerous."

"Ahh The waiter put a polished wine glass in front of him and looked at it for a while, it was clean and almost transparent, and then put it aside.

picked up another one and rubbed it slowly: "Thank you for reminding me, I shouldn't change jobs in the short term." ”

Is this so, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and nodded understandingly.

Yes, perhaps, this job is important to her. I don't understand the situation, and it's really not appropriate to say more.

"Anyway, let's be careful."

With a cautious reminder, he began to drink in silence again.

There was silence again in the tavern.

I don't know how long it took, and the middle-aged man didn't know how many drinks he had.

The songs on the gramophone are so old that I don't know the age, and I am used to listening to them, but I don't have a sense of quiet immersion.

The beer has a faint sweetness and bitterness, and the taste is much better than the beer bought on the roadside.

The guests were silent, and no one spoke casually, as if they didn't want to break the rare peace of the city.

The waiter stood at the bar, holding a white handkerchief, always wiping his glass.

Although it looks lazy, it's still very serious about work.

"I'm done, Sister Nan." The bespectacled young man walked to the bar with a comic book, handed the money to the waiter, and smiled.

"Well, let's go." The waiter took the money and answered.

"Hmm." The bespectacled young man nodded, pushed open the door and walked out, disappearing into the night.

Isn't it, it's still raining outside?

The middle-aged man looked at the young man who walked out without an umbrella in confusion.

Only then did I realize that I had been drinking for a while.

I looked at the watch on my wrist.

"I'm pretty much there, thank you for the hospitality."

Placed the money next to the finished wine glass.

"Well, thanks to your patronage." The waiter walked up and put away his glass.

Picking up the coat hanging on the chair and putting it on his body, the middle-aged man took one last look at the waiter: "The situation on this street is very complicated, please be more careful." ”

After saying that, he picked up his umbrella and walked out of the tavern.

Glancing back at the tavern's door.

113 Cheung Chuan Street?

Nice tavern, made a note of it.

In the tavern, the waiter poured out the ice cubes from the wine glass and washed the wine glass.

"What's the situation with that guy who talked a lot just now?"

She didn't look back, and she didn't know who she was talking to.

After a while, the somewhat sloppy uncle, who was sitting by the corner window, moved his hand and took the hat away from his face.

Squinting an eye that was exposed: "Well, the people who just came to this city, I don't know very well, the people from the police station, I heard that they were transferred from outside." ”

"Still a good investigator."

"That's it."

The waiter wipes the washed glasses dry.

"Police."

"He thinks it's dangerous."

The sloppy uncle chuckled and said, as if he was feeling something, and turned his head to look at the rain outside.

"Actually, this street is just for people who have nowhere to go."

The waiter looked back at him.

"Ahh

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"Speaking of which, my beautiful Miss Gu Nan, for the sake of me providing you with valuable information, can you let me rest in the tavern for one night? You know, it's raining outside, and it's a commendable good thing to take shelter from a homeless person. ”

"No, the shop is closing."

"Isn't it open all night?"

"And if the boss sees you lying here tomorrow, he'll be angry."

"Bad luck, damn old woman."