Chapter 404 - CRIME JOURNALIST (1/2)
Kaito watched as people went in and out of the dingy bar across the street. Most of them were ordinary individuals, probably just looking to have a good time after long shifts. He did not pay much attention to these people. He was searching for someone whose behaviours indicated that they were nervous.
He kept waiting.
He was not a stranger to standing or walking for prolonged periods. Therefore, he was patient and kept watching the bar for over two hours.
Finally, he noticed a short man walking to the bar.
He did not look suspicious or unusual, but he was showing signs of nervousness as he walked. He looked behind a couple of times, and he hid his shaking hands in his pockets. He looked afraid of something, but he did not turn back.
He stepped into the bar.
Kaito waited for five minutes before crossing the street and going into the bar. He did not go directly to the strange man. Instead, he sat at the bar and ordered a cheap beer. He did not drink it, but he held it in his hand to avoid standing out.
The nervous man was seated in a booth, downing a beer in a glass quickly.
This informer had been found by one of Kaito's trusted subordinates from the Shadow Brotherhood. He had sent that person to keep an eye on the port and find someone willing to provide information about the destination of the shipping containers.
There was always an employee willing to provide secret information at a price in almost all companies. The key was finding the right individual.
Drunkards and gamblers were always the most suitable choice because they never said no to more money. However, they were also risky because the probability of betrayal was higher. They might talk about secret deals or even be swayed by more money.
Of course, that was not to say those seemingly innocent and good people would not sell secret information from their company or even about their friends and family.
Unfortunately, most of them were usually too nervous about their actions. They would back out a couple of times from the deal and sometimes, fail at the last moment. However, if they got through their fear and moved forward with their betrayal, they would not talk about their actions.
Their images would collapse if they exposed their actions, so they were usually the best people for colluding on something illegal.
Kaito could not figure out whether the man was the first or second type. Based on his job and his fast drinking, he ȧssumed he was the first type. However, he seemed nervous as if he had never done anything bad in his life.
The contrast made Kaito a little apprehensive.
After the man had drunk a few beers, Kaito approached him. He sat opposite him with a calm and semi-friendly demeanour.
”Who are you?” The man asked with some fear.
”Who do you think I am?” Kaito asked casually.
”It is you?” The man's mouth opened in surprise.
He had observed all the patrons in the dingy bar with care while drinking because he was afraid that someone would recognise him. Therefore, he had noticed Kaito at the bar with a beer in hand. It did not occur to him that the person he was meeting was already in the bar.