screenwriter mystery

Chapter 233 The Boss
"Now is not the time to be distracted."

He reached out and patted Amanda on the shoulder.

Pull the female detective who has fallen into memory back to reality.

After recovering, Amanda realized that Spike in front of her had changed her attire at some point.

He wore a bomber jacket and acid-washed jeans, which was a little less debonair, giving off an inexplicably lively feel.

"how you look like?"

Seeing the drastically changed Spike in front of her, Amanda opened her mouth with a surprised expression.

"In fact, you should look at yourself now."

Facing Amanda's surprised expression, Spike twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and then pointed to her body to remind her.

Following Spike's reminder, Amanda immediately looked down at her attire.The exaggerated shoulder-padded shirt on the shoulders is matched with a miniskirt and thermal pants, as well as the bright eye shadow on the face, and the thick wire hair on the head wears huge earrings.

The huge change from head to toe left Amanda dumbfounded.

She clearly remembered that what she was wearing before entering the bar was the BSI suit and uniform, how it changed into an exaggerated attire in the blink of an eye.

Somewhat unnaturally, she pulled the miniskirt under her body to cover her thighs, and Amanda shook her head with the huge earrings on both ears. This feminine dress caused a huge disturbance to her actions.

"What the hell does this happen?"

Reaching out to take off the huge earrings on her ears, Amanda lowered her voice and asked Spike beside her.

"It's just some guy's bad taste."

Facing Amanda's question.

Spike shrugged and answered in a low voice.

Bang, bang!
Then he went straight to the bar of the bar, raised his hand and knocked on the bar.

"What would you like to drink, guest?"

Following Spike's movements, the bartender's weak voice came from the bar.

"I want to see your boss."

Hearing Spike's words, the bartender standing at the bar put down the empty wine glass he was wiping, raised his bony pale head, and looked at Spike in front of him.

"Guests, the owner of our bar, can't be met casually."

Holding two big earrings in his hands, Amanda followed Spike's footsteps to the bar. The bartender at the bar turned his neck weakly, glanced at Amanda with a pair of dull eyes, and then slowly spoke to the bar. Spike reminded.

"I know the rules, you just need to say that Spike came looking for it."

Facing the bartender's reminder, Spike's expression didn't change at all, and he replied lightly.

"In that case, please go to the box."

Nodding his head, he stopped for a moment at Spike and Amanda in front of the bar with his dull eyes.

Only then did the bartender slowly nod his head, reach out and take out a retro-shaped brass-colored service bell from under the bar, and pressed it.

Jingle~
"..."

Accompanied by the crisp ringing of the bell, the originally noisy bar suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.

"Guest, please follow me."

Sensing the weird scene in the bar, Amanda turned her head to really find out. A skinny figure appeared beside her at some point, blocking Amanda's view of the bar lobby.

Raising his hand on his chest, he made a guiding gesture to Amanda and Spike.

Amanda frowned slightly as she looked at the pale face of the waiter in front of her, which was almost exactly the same as that of the bartender.From the moment she stepped into the bar, everything she encountered and saw reminded Amanda of the weirdness of the whole bar all the time.

However, out of trust in Spike, Amanda didn't say anything more, but walked towards the bar box under the lead of the waiter.

When they passed the bar hall on the way, the noisy voice sounded again, mixed with all kinds of laughter and clinking glasses, as if the silence that happened at that moment just now was just an illusion of Amanda herself.

"Just ask the guests to wait in the box, the boss will come soon."

Bringing the two of them into the box, the waiter left a word weakly, then turned around and left the box.

"So, what exactly is this place?"

Watching the bony back of the waiter leaving, Amanda turned her head and asked Spike beside her.

"Isn't the answer obvious?"

He casually found a chair in the box and sat down. Hearing Amanda's question, Spike replied in a natural tone.

"This is a bar."

"Of course I know, this is a bar."

Hearing Spike's irrelevant reply, Amanda tried to take a deep breath before suppressing the anger in her heart. She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth and said, "But, you didn't tell me that entering the bar would turn out like this, and You didn't tell me any of those people in the bar, the bartenders, the so-called bosses we're going to see later, none of..."

"Actually, I told you."

Facing Amanda's angry questioning, Spike still reacted with leisure. He looked at the layout in the box, and replied in a leisurely tone: "This is a special bar."

"Yeah, it's very special, especially when people come in to change clothes."

It's good that Spike didn't mention this, but as soon as this was mentioned, Amanda's anger, which was still trying to suppress, began to rise slowly.

"I thought everyone liked the drag session."

Amidst Amanda's dissatisfaction, before Spike in the box could reply.

A slightly disappointed voice sounded from outside the box. Hearing the sound, Spike, who was still somewhat careless, immediately restrained his expression.

Hearing the voice from behind, Amanda subconsciously turned her head to look.

She saw a tall and straight figure in a red suit appear at the door of the box.

"See you again, Spike."

The dim light from the bar hit the figure's face, making it impossible to see the figure's true appearance.

The other party shook the wine glass in his hand, and the red liquid contained in the transparent goblet reflected dazzling ripples under the refraction of the light.

He greeted Spike in the box, and from the tone of the figure, it seemed to be familiar with Spike.

Take a step and step into the box.

What appeared in Amanda's eyes was a young and handsome face.

The appearance of the other party looks extremely young, but the temperament exuding from his body is very mature and elusive.

These two completely different characteristics appeared in one person, which made Amanda feel extremely contradictory.

(End of this chapter)