Chapter 243 The difference between cats, dogs and wolves
In the bar, xyz Cocktail picked up the glass, carefully drank half a sip, and then put the glass down without any unusual feeling.
Its code name is a cocktail made from orange liqueur and lemon juice. The liquid is light yellow and the taste is very soft. In Japan, many bartenders will replace the orange liqueur with a lighter color and a stronger smell.
A sweet citrus wine with a low alcohol content.
"Sir, this is the Highland Cool cocktail you asked for." The bartender respectfully placed a Collin glass in front of the black-haired man.
……you?
xyz cocktails note this obvious honorific.
"Thank you."
The black-haired man let go of the cat. The cat jumped from his arm to the bar, stretched out its paws to touch the cocktail shaker placed on the edge of the bar. The tall bartender stood aside and made no move to stop it.
Let it poke and pat you there.
This black-haired man is obviously a foreigner, and his appearance is completely different from that of an Asian. He has high eyebrows and deep eyes, and a pale complexion. He looks to be in his early forties. He does not look like a middle-aged man at all. His hair is thick and black, and his body is lean and strong.
, xyz cocktail saw a wolf-shaped tattoo on one side of his neck.
He put the paper bag that xyz cocktail was given to him before into his coat pocket, and raised the wine glass with the other hand. He did not pick it up and drink it, but gently swayed the glass body, watching the ice cubes floating inside, his eyes red.
It looked like it could bleed.
"Don't you need to confirm what's inside?" xyz Cocktail asked half puzzled and half tentative.
"No need, I believe in your ability, you won't be unable to do even this little thing." The black-haired man's voice was low and gentle, "The money will be transferred to your account."
While the two were talking, the cat tried to jump off the bar, but the bartender quickly picked it up and brought it to its owner with both hands.
"Your cat seems to be extra excited today," the bartender said.
"Maybe it's because I saw a mouse in the store."
The black-haired man's seemingly casual words made xyz Cocktail's fingers on the wine glass freeze.
He turned his head and quietly looked at the man next to him. The other man had no other reaction and tried to change the subject in an awkward tone: "It's not okay to just say that there are rats in other people's stores, right?"
"This is my store. I don't care. Why do you care?" The black-haired man took the cat.
"..."
xyz Cocktail felt that his palms were already sweating. Even when he was doing life-threatening tasks to gain the trust of the organization, he rarely felt uneasy. It was obvious that the black-haired man next to him did not have any murderous intent.
But when the eyes glance over, it makes people feel like they have nothing to hide and everything is seen through.
He swallowed and said nothing more. It would be wrong to say anything more, so he should just shut up.
The bar fell into silence. None of the three people present spoke. Only the lively cat lay on its owner and meowed from time to time.
xyz Cocktail heard the cat meowing and couldn't help but look there again.
Speaking of which, raising a cat is completely different from raising a dog. When you go to the park, you can often see people walking their dogs, but rarely see people walking their cats. This is the first time he has seen someone carrying a pet cat in their arms and taking it to a bar.
Or when organizing tasks...Is it really okay to have such a loose attitude?
xyz Cocktail couldn't imagine what he would do if Gin saw him taking a cat with him on a mission. Isn't the man in front of him too bold?
Nothing happened after drinking a glass of wine. XYZ Cocktail's body, which had been tense since entering the bar, finally relaxed a little, and he stood up to leave.
"I have taken a step in advance. If you have another task next time, please continue to contact me."
The black-haired man was focused on playing with the cat and didn't give him any response; the blond bartender glanced at him when he heard this, and the look in his eyes made xyz cocktail's heart skip a beat, and cold sweat soaked his face in the next moment.
clothing.
Having lived in gray and black areas for many years, he is very familiar with this kind of look at the dead.
xyzcocktail didn't have time to think too much, he turned around and ran out the door. He pushed the door hard and closed it hard. It was pouring rain outside.
"You scared him just now." The black-haired man, Spiatus, said slowly.
"Sorry, I'll pay attention next time." The blond bartender Ireland replied respectfully.
Spiatus put Moni on the bar, raised his hand and touched its ears gently, without mentioning the xyz cocktail: "Cats are really fragile creatures... If they die casually, the person who raises them will be very sad."
Ireland knew where this Scottish Fold cat came from. This cat was not bought from a pet shop. It was a stray cat that the boss picked up on the road a year ago.
Scottish Fold cats are born with genetic defects and are prone to illness. Some owners will take care of them until they die of old age, while others will find them too troublesome and discard them directly.
"Have you ever had a cat?" Ireland asked tentatively.
Spiatus was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "I raised it before. I was just born at that time, about ten years old, right? It died because I fed it the wrong thing."
...Ten years old, just born?
Ireland moved his mouth when he heard these two words that sounded normal separately but were particularly weird when combined, but he didn't ask any more questions.
boom--!
Suddenly there was an explosion outside that the two of them expected.
"It looks like it's been solved?" Ireland said to himself, picking up the umbrella from the side, "Sir, I'm going to go outside to check the situation and do the finishing work. Next..."
"Take Angstra's subordinate to the training ground, I will be there soon." Spiatus said.
"learn."
Ireland accepted the boss's order and left the bar with an umbrella.
Spiatus was the only one left in the bar. Moni approached him, propped up his body and put his paws on his arms, looking at his master with gentle blue eyes. He smiled, lowered his head and kissed him gently.
head, hugging it in his arms again.
"If I had adopted a cat with a tougher life, it wouldn't have died so casually, right? The same goes for the others..." He stroked the cat gently and murmured in a low voice.
Cats that have suffered severe psychological trauma and occasionally give up on their lives are suitable to be kept in the safest and most restrictive place;
The dog has ulterior motives. He puts on a collar by himself and wants to use his body as a bait to hunt the enemy. Then, while holding the dog leash, he will tempt it with various things to make it fall deep into the trap that he has built. He will not be able to reap the consequences.
escape; escape
The wolf is wild and difficult to tame, and it is easy to bite its owner. It cannot be kept at home, so take it out to show its abilities in the most dangerous tasks.
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Outside the bar, I witnessed the explosion of the xyz cocktail car and suddenly felt a chill on my back.