Chapter 17: The Murderer at Midnight (Finale)
I don't know who said that the customer is God......
"Hey, waiter, there's no wine here!" said a man in a private room, shaking the empty bottle in his hand and calling to the nearest 'waitress'. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Huh, are you handbroken, won't you take it yourself?" and, to the man's astonishment, got such an answer.
Treating customers like this will definitely not last long if they are seen by the boss...... Hawkers, it's not working here anyway, and besides, the boss here is still tied up.
As for the bartender's outfit - the answer is simple, isn't it too self-conscious to dress as a bunny girl with that amount of breasts on a washboard?
"Stains, it's a nuisance. "The head of one of the protesting guests was shoved into a crack in the wall, leaving only the lower half of his body exposed. Clapping his hands as if no one was around, Tifa complained impatiently. "So, do you want to die again?" the cold man looked at the other customers.
"Sorry ......" xN.
In the distance, Gushuer at the bar couldn't help but hold his forehead when he saw this scene. Is it a fool to make such a big move?
"Subject is out. The same waiter dressed up and came to the bar, because he had been paying attention to the bartender's movement just now, Tina quietly reminded.
"Well, now just wait—" Before Gushul could finish speaking, the movement came again.
"Don't move, you're already surrounded, I'm going to catch you this time!!" I couldn't wait, Tifa had already rushed over!
Startled by Tifa's shouting, the bartender also sensed the movement and hurriedly pushed away the crowd and fled.
"That idiot!!!" he cursed, throwing away the wine glass in his hand, and Gushur no longer hid it, jumping over the bar to catch up.
The surroundings suddenly became chickens and dogs.
............
After a left turn, right turn, and sudden braking 45-degree blind angle drift, after fierce competition...... Tifa succeeded -- lost it.
“...... Where is this?" and got lost.
This is supposed to be the staff room where they work...... Remember that the other party disappeared here. So--I rummaged under the bed, in the kitchen cabinet, behind the door, and the floor was all trampled on, and there was no invisible passage.
Calm down, there must be something wrong here.
There was a picture frame on the table in the room, and Tifa took a look at it. The picture above is a young man and a woman, the man is naturally the murderer bartender, and the woman is ...... Appearance speaks of the past. In the photo, the two people in the photo are smiling happily.
"So, this is a memorial to my girlfriend?" pinching the frame, Tifa looked strangely at the lifelike standing female figure in the corner of the room...... No, it's just a fake thing!
Doll ...... What's wrong?, Teafa's instinct made him reach out and touch it.
"......" is not the touch of clay, let alone the roughness of plaster...... Simply, it's like the skin of a human body?!
Dolls, girls in picture frames, touch is human body skin...... Everything shows that this is the unfolding of a detective film.
This book is a bloody text, so the truth doesn't matter or anything! The only thing to consider is - "Now, Mr. Murderer, if you don't come out again, I'll smash this puppet of yours!" IQ is on the line, since the other party is hiding, he forced him to come out, pinched the puppet's neck, looked around the room, and Tifa's eerie words.
"Stop!" Jumping from the ceiling compartment, the bartender really came out, but his expression was ugly, and he should be described as hideous. "It's because of the presence of people like you in the world, so-what?!" has been smashed.
Looking at the debris on his hands, Tifa was subtly silent......
"Ah, I didn't mean to—forget it, you probably don't believe it either. "It's really a careless shake of the hand, who knew that this material was so brittle!Seeing that the bartender in front of him had a tendency to go berserk, fighting without weapons is not good, Tifa carefully took the magic light on the bedtable next to him.
"Do you know what you just did? The bangs obscured the shadows, and the bartender's expression was not clear at this time. However, I don't know when the iron claws have been put on my hands.
"Who...... Who cares about you, in the final analysis, the puppet is a tofu scum project, and it is the producer's cutting corners, otherwise it would not be so easily broken!" After all, it seems that it was yourself who was wrong first...... Of course, there will be no apologies!
"Cutting corners...... Hehe. I cut corners......" As the words fell, Tifa reacted as the bartender waved his iron claws.
"My most outstanding work of art has been destroyed by you like this, give me death!! "The magic light in his hand was directly cut in half, seeing that the iron claw was about to attack, and at the same time, it was accompanied by the other party's angry words.
Die?
How could it be that such an attack of a guy who lost his composure...... Don't think you can get carried away with a weapon!
Take a step back calmly, dodge the opponent's claw attack, and while brushing by, quickly reach out and clasp the opponent's wrist!
"You...... Already defeated. Snap the opponent's wrist, let go again, dodge the swing of the opponent's other hand, and kick it against the wall with a powerful leg whip in the sideways volley.
The dust fell like the accompaniment of the victors, raising his arms high, and Tifa's index finger pointing to the sky.
WINER――!