Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 118: Paper Plane Traveling Through Time
Hearing this cute voice, the middle-aged man was stunned.

Turning back, I saw a little boy wearing a blue suit and glasses.

The expression on his face softened instantly.

[If Tatsuya were still alive, he would be similar to this child now, right? ]

Kogoro Maori saw the tears flashing in the corners of the man's eyes, and seemed to realize that the other party was deliberately provoking him. He snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

"Tsk, I almost fell for your trick."

The man completely ignored him, straightened his collar, and smiled at Conan:
"I'm sorry, little friend, for letting you see the rude side of adults."

Conan noticed the change in the man's attitude, smiled innocently, and asked again:
"Uncle, can you tell me why? Why do you hate the police? The police catch bad guys every day. It's very hard work."

The man reached out and touched Conan's head: "Little friend, you will understand these things when you grow up. Now you just need to grow up happily."

Lin Ye saw a helpless arc on Conan's mouth.

[Haha, I have grown up, but I have become smaller again]

[But there must be some reason why this man hates the police and detectives so much]

How can I get him to say it?

Conan's curiosity was aroused, and if he didn't figure this out, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Lin Ye at the bar smiled slightly.

Conan, leave it to me.

What you didn't ask by being cute, let me ask for you with wine.

"Sir, you like children, don't you?"

The man nodded, his eyes turning sad.

[It has been three years since Tomoya left. In these three years, there has not been a single day that I have not missed Tomoya...]

A memory emerged in his mind, it was an image of a child about five years old playing with paper airplanes on the grass.

The man in the picture is standing behind the boy, watching him chasing the paper plane with a happy smile on his face.

Lin Ye saw the scene in his mind and was slightly stunned.

So that's how it is. It seems that the dead one is his child.

Painful memories can distort a person's character. No wonder his character has become so bad.

The pain of losing a child is a devastating blow to a father.

If his child died from a medical error, the hospital shirked responsibility, and the police refused to file a case, then it makes sense that he would hate the police.

But is it really so?

Because sometimes, pain can distort a person's memory...

The thought flashed through his mind, and a hint of sympathy appeared in Lin Ye's eyes. He smiled and asked:

"Would the guest like another drink?"

"let's go."

Thinking of his lost child, the man now just wants to get drunk.

"Conan, can you do me a favor?" Lin Ye said to Conan who was standing in front of the bar.

"what's up?"

Lin Ye signaled him with his eyes to sit in the empty seat next to the man.

Because of the commotion just now, only Kogoro Mouri and this man are in front of the bar.

After Maori Kogoro let go of the man, he moved to the side, leaving an empty seat between the two of them.

Conan climbed into the empty seat between the two of them and sat down, a puzzled look on his face.

"Conan, can you fold a paper airplane?" Lin Ye asked with a smile.

"Yes, I will."

"Great, can you help me fold an airplane with this paper?"

Lin Ye placed a palm-sized piece of white paper on the bar.

"Yeah, okay."

[What kind of airplane is this man doing? Why did he suddenly ask me to help him fold one? ]

"Thank you, uncle will buy you a soda later."

Conan shouted "Okay" and started folding the plane.

Lin Ye turned around and said to Amuro Toru:

"Bourbon."

Toru Amuro was stunned.

[What? He really knew my identity. Damn it, he actually called it out in public.] Lin Ye was helpless and said again:
"Atou, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry and bring me a bottle of bourbon."

Only then did Toru Amuro react, said "oh", and turned around to get some wine from the wine cabinet.

[Huh, you weren’t calling me.]

Maori Kogoro looked at Amuro Toru's back and thought:
[This young man looks quite smart, but why is he a little dull when doing things?]

Lin Ye smiled secretly in his heart, and asked Toru Amuro to find two kinds of wine, Aperol and Amaro.

Aperol, a low-alcohol Italian liqueur with an alcohol content of only 11%, has a charming herbal aroma and is suitable for drinking before meals.

Amaro Nonino is a dessert wine from northern Italy. It is a blend of various herbs and spices. The wine is amber in color, slightly bitter in taste and rich in aroma.

Without any hesitation, Toru Amuro almost turned around and found the wine that Lin Ye needed from the wine cabinet.

Lin Ye praised in his heart, saying that he was indeed an undercover agent with a very good memory. He might have memorized the locations of all the wines.

Then he asked Toru Amuro to squeeze fresh lemon juice.

Bourbon, Aperol, Amaro, lemon juice.

The cocktail made by mixing these four ingredients is called "Paper Plane".

It is a modern variation of Last Word and was invented in 2008.

Although the ingredients are different from "The Last Word", there are four kinds of ingredients and they follow the same proportions.

But now, Lin Ye wants to release this wine 12 years earlier.

Lin Ye added ice cubes into the cocktail shaker and silently paid tribute to the bartender who invented this drink.

At this time, he should still be playing with paper airplanes in his yard.

Sorry bro, can you lend me your recipe?

"Uncle, the plane is folded."

At this time, Conan also folded the paper airplane. It was small and looked very delicate.

This kid is quite skillful.

Seeing the paper airplane in Conan's hand, Lin Ye praised:

"You did a great job, Conan."

Xiaolan, who came behind Conan, also praised: "Wow, it's small and so cute."

Conan scratched his head embarrassedly and laughed like a shy child.

[The paper this guy gave me is too small. I can only fold it to this size. What on earth does he want to do? ]

At this moment, he saw the highball glass that Lin Ye placed on the bar and suddenly realized something.

[Does he want to use this paper airplane as a decoration for the cup? ]

Congratulations, you got it right, my little detective.

Lin Ye poured three kinds of wine and one kind of juice in equal proportions into the cocktail shaker, closed the lid, and began to shake the wine.

The guests near the bar stopped talking and looked over here with interest, attracted by the loud sound of the wine jug.

The bar counter became a small stage, and Lin Ye, who was shaking the cocktail, was the performer.

Shaking wine requires timing, technique and strength.

Every bartender has a different technique, different arm strength, and different shaking times, which creates subtle differences in taste.

If you shake it too long, more water will be melted from the ice and the drink will taste watery.

If the time is too short and the wine is not cooled sufficiently, the taste will also be affected.

So the timing of stopping is important.

Lin Ye's hands were like sensitive tentacles, judging the timing by sensing the vibration and temperature of the surface of the wine jug.

He was completely absorbed in the movement of his arms, as if he had become one with the cocktail shaker, the cold liquor and ice cubes colliding and mixing in his body.

As he was immersed in this state of concentration on mixology, his soul and body became more closely connected.

The body is the glass and the soul is the wine in it.

The wine in the glass is clear and transparent, and the atmosphere is calm.

This was his state of mind at the moment.

When the four liquids had cooled down and merged into one, Lin Ye waved his arms and suddenly stopped.

The timing was perfect.

Open the lid of the kettle and filter the wine into the cup.

Then he picked up the small and cute paper airplane that Conan had folded and put it on the rim of the cup.

"Paper airplane, please."

(End of this chapter)