"Big brother, this place seems to be very weird." Liu Zigeng said to Jiang Chengyu and Qin Lei, who were walking in front.

"The décor is really unique." Shuttling among the many small tables, Jiang Chengyu was also observing the environment here.

After everyone had dinner together, it was already half past eight in the evening, Zhang Jingwei went home directly, and Qin Lei followed Jiang Chengyu and a few others to the Demon Roaring Bar to look for clues.

For young people who come here for the first time, there will be a period of adaptation to the environment and the special atmosphere.

After passing through a long passage, you enter the interior of a building, which is also decorated with some murals, from the destruction of the heavens, the angels who broke their wings and died in battle, to the collapse of the heavens and the earth, and entered a lava underground world.

Various infernal creatures begin to appear, revealing hideous faces, and finally enter the inside of the bar through the demon's mouth in a demonic roar picture.

As soon as they entered, they were greeted by attendants dressed in demonic costumes, and when they learned that they were coming for the first time, they introduced the environment to several of them.

Right in the middle of the bar is a large dance floor where performers perform at certain times, DJs host music at rest of the time, and many young people swing on the dance floor.

Jiang Chengyu's intention was to pick a booth seat on the edge, and the waiter was leading them past some large and small seats, and when they passed a table where several girls were sitting together, some girls looked at them a few more times.

"What useful information can you really find here?" Mr. Zhang has doubts.

The group of five had already arrived at the booth in the dark corner of the meeting, and each of them ordered a share of the specialty drink of the store, most of which were blood-red mixed alcoholic beverages in the illustration on the menu, somewhat similar to the liquid digested in the woman's stomach.

The woman's identity is quite complicated, after the police investigation, it was found that she was a native of Shangdu, so immediately after she was killed, I learned her identity information from her personal documents and contacted her family. Qiu, Huilan, 28 years old, is also the second wife of the CEO of a multinational company, and her husband was sitting on an international flight from New York to Shangdu at the time of the crime.

She didn't go to work, she only took care of some documents and information that her husband needed at home, and prepared it for her husband to send it.

The social circle of life on weekdays is not very big, and when I asked her friends, I still had a very good impression of her, and I thought that this was a beautiful and generous woman, and she was quite honest.

After her husband's plane landed, he received a notice from the airport police that he couldn't believe that his wife had died like this, and that he had been killed on the street in the middle of the night.

After the police retrieved her online chat records and posted dynamic information, they found that she was quite active on the Internet, posting photos of her life on social platforms in various capacities, as well as some feelings about life, but there was nothing unusual about it. There are many men who chat with her on the Internet, most of them are men who start with some unnutritious topics, and then she never contacts each other again.

After retrieving the call records, she didn't find anything abnormal, they were all calls to her parents, or talking to her girlfriends on the phone.

Would a woman like Qiu Huilan appear alone in this kind of bar? When Jiang Chengyu entered this bar, he thought of such a question. He doesn't think that a person's normal behavior in ordinary life will always be maintained, human beings always have their own secrets, and also have their own special preferences or entertainment.

After all, this is not a tavern in ancient times, where people can collect information obtained from various small channels, the music here is very loud, and when you sit in your seat, you can only hear a few vague words from your neighbor's seat at the farthest.

"Welcome to Hell, this is your bloody memory."

"This is your Blood Dancer."

"This is your Mary's Death."

"This is your Kaeya's tears."

"This is your Scarlet Moglinus."

The waiter who had just brought them over and ordered them clearly remembered what each of them had ordered, and presented them a mixed alcoholic drink from a plate held in the hand of a beautiful girl dressed as a fallen angel behind him.

"It's a snack for the guests to order, please enjoy the deliciousness of hell." He took out the snacks ordered by Jiang Chengyu and the others from the large tray in the hands of the second fallen angel one by one and presented them to them.

"Haha, that's really decent!" Zhang Junzhe listened to the waiter's introduction, and then looked at the smile on the waiter's face, "Your memory is really good, and each of us has no mistake in the wine we wanted." ”

"Distinguished guest, in our hell, as long as you pay the money, we demon attendants will provide you with the best service." The waiter in the demon costume replied with a smile.

"And you fallen angels drink with you? I'm money again. Zhang Junzhe looked at the two fallen angels behind him and asked with a smile.

"Honored guest, our fallen angels do not provide these services, is there anything else you need?" The demon attendant was not angry in the slightest, but the two fallen angels behind him shrank their necks a little timidly, not daring to look at Zhang Junzhe.

"No, I'll look for you if I need it." Jiang Chengyu stopped the topic at this time, Zhang Junzhe's inquiry made him understand that the backstage here may not be simple, so beautiful fallen angels, if they can accompany the wine, it will add a lot of revenue here, but they do not provide such services here.

"There's a note about hell in the drawer of the coffee table, and there's a self-service tablet next to the sofa that allows you to refill your meal or call for service. Have fun. After the demon attendant finished speaking, he took the two fallen angels and left, looking at their direction, it should have been the place where they walked into the backstage.

"Xiao Yu, have you noticed anything abnormal?" Qin Lei asked Jiang Chengyu.

"The owner of this bar is not simple." Jiang Chengyu said such a sentence, which made Qin Lei a little confused.

They are here to find clues to the murder, what does it have to do with the owner of the bar?

"You see the crowd in this bar, there's a bit of chaos on the dance floor, but it's a good mix of men and women." Jiang Chengyu said loudly.

"You're saying the owner of this bar hired a woman to do it?" Qin Lei reacted and asked.

"No, you see the young women who are drinking in their seats, they don't wear heavy makeup, but they all wear some offbeat accessories, and there are some tables that you can see that some friends and classmates are partying here." Jiang Chengyu said.

"And what does that mean?" Chen Xiaohu listened to it with some puzzlement.

"In China's entertainment venues, most of them are mostly men, there are few women, and even fewer young women can be so open on the dance floor. This is the spread of a special culture, similar to the temptation of the devil. Jiang Chengyu explained.

But the rest of the people still didn't understand, some of them were in the clouds, they looked at the center of the dance floor, in the faint flickering lights, there were already men and women hugging each other, kissing each other, and even some men and women were doing the same thing, but none of the men or women on the dance floor objected or resisted this, everything seemed to be so harmonious.

This makes them a little confused, generally some gays will have a special bar and will not mix with ordinary people. In the eyes of a normal man, why go to a man when there is a woman next to him? But there seemed to be some confusion here, the man and the man were swaying together, and there happened to be a couple of women next to them, and then the four of them seemed to have some kind of conversation, and mixed together.

Zhang Junzhe held his forehead, this is really a bit subversive of the worldview.

"The main thing is that there is good order here." Jiang Chengyu said again.

The crowd looked around and saw that this was indeed the case, and although the guests at each table were entertaining themselves in their own way, and sometimes going to their neighbors to provoke the fight, nothing unpleasant happened.

"Will the bar be hacked? Are the guests afraid to make trouble? Qin Lei asked at this time.

"There is this possibility, but in my opinion, this is the temptation of the devil, a kind of spiritual rendering, making this place as if it is a world in its own right, with its unique spiritual civilization, you think about what the waiter said just now." Jiang Chengyu looked at Qin Lei and gently took a sip of the Blood Dancer he ordered, from which he smelled a strong smell of alcohol, as well as a faint smell of blood, he drank it in a small sip, but there was no discomfort, but it was very refreshing and pleasant.

"This drink is not bad, it has a faint smell of blood, I don't know what it is." Chen Xiaohu also drank the cup of blood memory he ordered, and asked curiously.

"It's someone else's trade secret, how can it be so easy for you to know. But aren't you very good at studying these chemicals, can you analyze what they are? Zhang Junzhe patted Chen Xiaohu on the shoulder.

Liu Zigeng also nodded, he was still a little cautious, for fear that he would be scolded by Liu Qingtian when he went home.

"It's almost a hundred drinks with such an experience, and it's quite cost-effective." Zhang Junzhe took a sip of "Kaia's Tears" on the ground, "It's a little salty, it does look like the taste of tears, but it's not the taste of tears, I want to continue to drink the next sip after taking a sip, and the concentration of alcohol is not very high." ”

"How do you know what tears smell like? Hehe, when did you cry when you were bullied? Chen Xiaohu also joked at this time.

"Who can bully me! It was all when I was a child, and I hadn't shed a tear in a long time. Zhang Junzhe immediately replied.