365 Alternative Bars
Ethan turned the paper around a few times, but couldn't make out what was drawn on it.
"Could it be that the kid drew it randomly?"
He handed the paper to Siobhan and asked helplessly, "Can you see what it is?" ”
Siobhan shook his head, saying that he couldn't understand it either: "I noticed today, this is different from what he used to draw, it must mean something." ”
After looking at the drawings for a while, her eyes lit up: "Otherwise, let's find someone who can understand it." ”
After speaking, she got up and ran back to the bedroom:
"Do you remember Lady Isabella? My high school teacher. ”
"Not impressed."
Ethan packs up the box and throws it in the trash.
"Her granddaughter, Katie, the little girl who fell into the well." Siobhan quickly changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom:
"We were in her backyard well and got Katie up."
"I remember." Ethan also stood up: "I see what you mean." ”
Sometimes, what adults see is different from what children see, and if you look at a child, you may be able to find some clues.
Siobhan buckled up his duty belt and rode into Ethan's Dodge Challenger as he sped toward her high school teacher's house.
When she arrived, she got out of the car with her drawing paper and knocked on the door across the lawn.
Ethan sat in the car, lit a cigarette and waited patiently.
Before he could finish a cigarette, Siobhan ran out in a hurry.
"It's a person."
She got into the car, stretched out the drawings and unfolded them on the steering wheel:
"These two triangles are eyes."
Ethan bit down on his cigarette and reached out to light the two dots protruding from the red circle: "So what is this?" Horns? “
"That's right."
Siobhan nodded, "This is a man with horns on his head. ”
Ethan took a deep puff of his cigarette and then threw the cigarette butt away: "Is there a tail behind this man's butt?" ”
"Huh?"
Siobhan looked puzzled.
"Where do I go to find a man with horns on his head?" Ethan said helplessly: "Mars? ”
"You get out of the car, I'll show you."
Siobhan beckoned Ethan to get out of the car, and she got into the driver's seat and quickly slammed the throttle.
"You don't really want to take me to an alien, do you?" Ethan fastens his seatbelt.
Siobhan now has a clue, and his face is excited: "It's not only aliens who have horns, have you heard of human body modification?" ”
Ethan asked incredulously, "You mean, someone would put two horns on their head?" ”
"Fake breasts, fake buttocks, fake abs."
Siobhan glanced at him: "Some people can even have fake faces, why can't they put two horns on their heads." ”
It turned out to be this, and Ethan also reacted:
"You're right, so where are we going now?"
"There's a bar on the outskirts of town that most people don't know about." Siobhan leaned on the steering wheel: "It's there to host some weird people. ”
"Perhaps, we can find people who have also done human modification in it, and we can trace it back to the source."
"That's right, this kind of surgery is not something that ordinary people dare to do." Ethan nodded and said with a smile:
"By the people who operated on them, the range of suspects can be quickly narrowed down, after all, the characteristics are too obvious."
"But how did I not know this place?"
Siobhan shook his head and said, "Your only entertainment in town is the Sava Gentlemen's Club, anywhere else, do you like it?" ”
Ethan coughed awkwardly, "How do you know?" ”
"Please, I'm a town policeman." Siobhan pointed to his eyes, "How about my informant?" ”
"However, you can't go to Sava now, it's out of business."
Ethan twisted his head: "Bankrupt? ”
"That's right." Siobhan nodded:
"Not long after you left the house, Sava stopped doing business, and that kind of place, as you know, there have been frequent incidents of conflict since Procott died."
"Procout's little niece quickly sold Savoie, and now it's a car store."
Ethan looked out the window into the darkness of the night, his fingers tapping lightly on the car window.
This was a change he didn't expect, but it was also normal, Procott was dead, and even if Borden could fight again, it would be useless.
Doing this kind of business mainly depends on the relationship between the officials.
It's good that they're able to sell Savoy without any problems.
Thinking of Rebecca, Ethan stopped banging on the car window, he had forgotten her all this time, and he had to find a time to see her.
Ethan still vividly remembers what Rebecca said to him the morning after the bombing of Procco's factory.
Regardless, she treats herself as a friend.
The car soon came to a dilapidated building, full of cars parked outside, with all sorts of weird, provocative sticker patterns on them.
There are also many motorcycles, and the people who walk in and out are all dressed in fancy clothes.
It's mostly black, mostly leather.
Ethan was wearing jeans, a black T-shirt, and a gray jacket, while Siobhan was not wearing a uniform and was also in casual clothes.
Despite this, they were dressed as out of place compared to the people who came in and out of the bar.
Ethan glanced at the demons at the door, "How did you know about this place?" ”
"I've been here here to catch a fugitive once."
Siobhan took off his duty belt and took only the badge and Glock: "Don't be surprised if you see anything later, free country, you know." ”
"Okay."
Ethan pushed open the door and walked to the front door with Siobhan.
Because of the clothing on his body, in just a few dozen meters, he gained a lot of strange eyes.
Here, instead, they become alternative.
Whispered music echoed through the house, full of seduction and teasing.
The blue light illuminates everything inside.
Ethan avoided the oncoming woman, who was wearing only a black leather waistband and a headlight swaying.
After passing her, Ethan couldn't help but look back.
On her bare back, there were more than twenty rings, and in the middle of the two rows of rings, red ropes were intertwined, revealing a strange beauty.
Ethan scratched his face, this is considered to be an increase in knowledge.
The people inside are basically wearing black leather clothes, some are hollowed, and some are simply bare-chested, nose rings, mouth rings, tongue rings, and nipple rings, all of which let him look at it all at once.
In terms of dressing style, Jabber's goth boyfriend is weaker than here.
However, I still haven't been able to see the kind of one that stands out.
The two walked to the bar together, and the bartender saw Siobhan scolding, put down the empty wine glass, and reached out to the side:
"Aren't your people already in there?"
Looking in the direction he pointed, in a corner, there was a small door, covered with beaded curtains, from which a red light emanated.
In this dark blue hall, it is like the eyes of the devil.
(End of chapter)