Chapter 202

The jukebox is playing David Bowie's "space oddity", mixed with all kinds of rude words and words beginning with F.

The noisy conversation and the fog of cigarettes make the whole bar very lively.

Several little sisters in white vests and Qi B hot pants, carrying trays full of inferior beer, swam between the wine tables.

From time to time, the big man sitting on the seat patted the buttocks of the q-bomb, causing bursts of shouting and scolding.

This is sister Margaret's bar, a mercenary talent market.

Here are mercenaries who can do anything dirty for anyone for money, an exclusive safety zone.

The people who mingle here are either mercenaries with evil marks or fierce killers with several lives.

It is conceivable that when the aura and clothes are obviously out of tune with the surrounding Lyons, they get attention when they walk into the bar

Vigilance, contempt, curiosity and other eyes are constantly projected from everywhere.

Wearing a white shirt inside and a black windbreaker outside, Lyon looks calm. Compared with others, it seems like a Wall Street elite who just got off work

As soon as Leon sat down in front of the bar, he heard the slightly ridiculed words of the bar owner standing in the bar with a pair of black framed glasses:

"Hey, man, you're not lost. This isn't a fancy French restaurant..."

Leon's eyebrows were light, and he replied faintly, "I'm sure I'm coming to the place I'm looking for."

Smelling the speech, the bar owner, who is also the waiter's good friend Weiser, spread out his hands, shrugged and looked indifferent: "then, what do you want?"

"Give me a mugito and two olives."

"OK, come right away!"

Before long, Weiser put a mojito cocktail that didn't look exquisite in front of Lyon.

"Enjoy your mojito..."

Just as Wiesel was about to turn and leave, Lyon stopped him: "wait a minute!"

Under the puzzled eyes of the other party, Lyon took out a business card from his windbreaker pocket and put it on the table of the bar. "I have something to find Mr. Wilson. He still owes me a glass of wine..."

Weiser picked up his business card and looked. When he saw the code "Deadpool", he immediately recognized that it was his friend Wade's business card.

Although I don't believe it, what intersection will wade have with the handsome brown haired man who looks unusual in front of him.

However, he asked very carefully, "who are you? What can I do for him?"

Speaking of this, Lyon suddenly drew a corner of his mouth.

Originally, Leon didn't want to come to sister Margaret's bar to find the dead waiter.

He has the business card and telephone number of the dead waiter. According to reason, he can call him directly to ask him out for a chat, drink or something.

But!

What Lyon didn't expect was that the guy who was waiting for him wrote a fake phone number on his business card!

When Lyon called, what came across was "the number you dialed is empty..."

This made Leon confused at that time.

Forced to be helpless, Lyon had to come to sister Margaret's bar in person to find the little bitch who reported the false number.

What is the most basic trust between people?

"You can call me Leon. I'm in a hurry and need Mr. Wilson's help. But the number on my business card is empty. So..."

Speaking of this, Lyon spread his hands helplessly and said, "that's why I came here."

"Hahaha, you are not the first person cheated by him."

At this time, Weiser also understood that Lyon did not come to seek revenge.

So he kindly suggested, "unfortunately, he is not here now. Do you need me to call him?"

"Please..."

While wessel called the waiter, Leon left the bar, found a table in the corner and sat down.

Ten minutes later, Wade Wilson, dressed in a Gray Hoodie and jeans, suddenly sat down in the chair opposite Lyon with his disfigured face like an avocado playing an older and disgusting avocado.

Although it was the first time I saw the true face of the dead waiter, I was more or less overwhelmed.

However, Lyon, who had already prepared, did not reveal his inner surprise.

The waiter who noticed this detail, somehow, felt a little warm in his heart

"Hey, DiCaprio, you're coming. Why don't you call me in advance?"

As soon as the voice fell, he didn't think Lyon was an outsider at all. He directly picked up his mogito and drank it down.

"Wow! I have to say, you have good taste..."

Leon glanced at the wayward guy and replied coldly, "I also want to call. Who asked someone to give me the number? It's empty..."

"Hmm? There are still such people in this era? It's really disappointing!" wade Wilson, who is so thick skinned that he can stop bullets, looked very surprised and made Lyon's mouth twitch.

It seems that it is impossible to win by talking to him

Lyon gave up the idea of continuing to get close to him, took out his s.h.i.e.l.d. agent ID directly from the pocket of his windbreaker and shook it in front of Wade.

"Wade, I'm agent Lyon of s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. the reason why I came to you was that there was a murder case that needed your assistance in the investigation."

Seeing Lyon's certificate, Wade's ridicule temporarily converged.

"S.h.i.e.l.e.l.d.? I've heard the name. Aren't you the world police who maintain peace all over the world? Why do you come to me when you're free, such an unknown little mercenary..."

With that, Wade suddenly looked up and down at Leon with an interested expression: "I didn't expect that you were from the Divine Shield..."

"What do you want?"

Hearing the speech, Lyon immediately took out a picture from his windbreaker, handed it to Wade and asked, "have you seen the man in the picture?"

Wade took a look and found a middle-aged man with fierce eyes and strong body.

"What's the matter? Is your uncle gone?"

Ignoring Wade's jokes, Lyon looked at him calmly and said, "you just need to answer me, have you seen him..."

"Hey, don't be so serious. We're not in the interrogation room of the police station..." after that, he suddenly turned his head and said to the non-existent readers, "do you think so?"

Leon, who understood that this was the character setting of the dead waiter breaking the fourth wall and didn't care too much, explained directly:

"Remember our first meeting in Tokyo? That night, the man in the picture was assassinated!"

"And the crime scene is in the alley next to the building where you cut a group of Jidao into sticks!"