Thriller Paradise

The night was getting darker.

The night on the island was definitely romantic. At least for those who had lived in the city for a long time, being able to see the clear starry sky was enough for them to be poetic.

But for the natives, the sound of the tide and the Starlight were just their daily lives. Other than making them think of the weather, they had nothing else.

At 9:30 pm, Feng bujue entered the bar on the top floor of the Alfred hotel.

As soon as he entered the room, he quickly scanned the entire bar and found Sam Herbert at the most obvious spot at the bar counter.

"It's really here ..." Feng bujue mumbled as he strolled over.

According to brother Jue's prediction, tonight, Sam would definitely appear in a place with many people and try to leave an impression. Seeing this ... Everyone must have guessed that this guy was preparing to create an "alibi."

Considering the limited size of kouchikati and the fact that it was the tourist season, this bar was undoubtedly the best choice.

First of all, regardless of whether there were customers or not, the restaurant would be open until midnight. As for the other small taverns on the island, when there were not many customers, the boss might drive the remaining drunkards home and close the shop.

Secondly, most of the guests in the hotel bar were from outside the island. These people came from all over the world and did not know Sam. Once the incident happened, the testimony provided by these people would be much more reliable than the testimony of the island's residents.

Thirdly, and most importantly, there were a lot of cameras in the hotel. In case ... Sam didn't need to rely on human testimony, he could still rely on physical evidence to prove his whereabouts.

Of course, it had to be said that Sam Herbert's luck wasn't that good. This was because there were two top detectives staying in the hotel that day, and they had already recognized Sam when they saw him face to face. They could smell the 'scent of crime'.

"Can I sit here?" Feng bujue walked to the bar and greeted Sam in a normal tone.

When Sam heard that, he turned around and glanced at brother Jue.

After a brief hesitation, he suddenly revealed a warm smile and replied,""Of course you can, friend."

"Thank you," he said. As Feng bujue said that, he moved to the bar chair and extended his right hand to the man."Feng bujue."

Sam also naturally reached out to shake brother Jue's hand.""You can call me Sam."

At first glance, this was a very common encounter. Their gazes, words, and actions ... Did not show any abnormality.

No matter who saw this scene, they would think that it was just a scene of "two strange men meeting by chance in a bar."

The bartender who was walking up to him had the same thought.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" The bartender asked brother Jue a question in a very professional manner.

Hearing that, Feng bujue moved his gaze to the bartender.

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties. His neat hair, well-trimmed beard, neat shirt and suit Vest, and ... His age, all of these revealed that this person was a professional craftsman, not a good-looking man.

"Adjust something that you think suits me." Feng bujue gave a brilliant answer. He quickly caught the smile on the bartender's face and the joy in his eyes.

"Wait a moment, Sir." The bartender responded and turned around to get busy.

Even though Feng bujue did not like to interact with people, if he wanted to, he could easily please others.

Because he understood human nature ...

The best Chef would design their own menu, and this was the same for a bartender. People with outstanding technology and confidence in this creative field would not resist the request of "surprise me." Using their own work to gain people's amazement was the way for these people to obtain satisfaction. In many cases, this satisfaction could be even greater than money.

"From your accent ... You don't seem to be a local?" After the bartender left, it was Sam who started the conversation with Feng bujue.

"Haha ... Aren't all the visitors here?" Feng bujue smiled and replied,"eh? Could it be that ... You're a local?"

Brother Jue's response made Sam realize that his first sentence was inappropriate.""Well ... Hehe ..." He also laughed, but there was a trace of embarrassment and regret in his laughter."When I was young, I stayed here for a while. Later, for some reason, I left. It has been many years since I last came back."

He wasn't lying, but he responded with a tone and statement that didn't seem to want to delve deeper into the question.

"Oh ..." Feng bujue 'tactfully' changed the topic when he saw that. He shrugged."Everyone has a time when they are young ..." He sounded like a man in his forties, but his face revealed the message that he was definitely not even thirty."Those years were probably accompanied by many memories and bad luck that even we thought were stupid."

"You're absolutely right!" Sam agreed with brother Jue's words from the bottom of his heart. The expression on his face also seemed to be saying,'I'm begging for poisonous chicken soup.'

Feng bujue's heart, however, was completely unmoved ... In fact, he even felt like laughing.

From the second he walked over, he had been able to read Sam's every thought.

The initial "hesitation" was Sam's normal reaction, but the "enthusiasm" that followed was because he just happened to need to "chat with strangers." Brother Jue knew from the start that if he tried to talk to Sam, the latter would go with the flow and start a conversation with him, so he did not need to purposely cater to the other party ... He only needed to use the 'most normal and natural' way to communicate with him.

If everything went according to plan, in the next few hours, somewhere on this Island, there would be a 'case' happening. By then, Feng bujue would become Sam 's' alibi '. With him taking on this role, he would be able to intervene in the' case 'and even influence the police's investigation with his testimony.

It could be said that this was a plan that killed many birds with one stone.

This was something that Zuo Yan was unable to do. Even if Victor had predicted that Sam might be at the bar tonight like brother Jue and told Zuo Yan that, Zuo Yan would not have walked in so openly like brother Jue. This was because in this scenario, most Western European countries only allowed people over the age of twenty-one to enter the bar, and Zuo Yan ... Was nineteen this year.

However, Feng bujue also realized that other than using 'people' to investigate, the two had another method ...