บท 145: The Quest of Pursuit (Part I)

Theo walked into a pub, where he could smell the strong smell of the hot and humid air that was mixed with beer smell.

Under the dim light, the men were bare-chested, their sweaty backs revealed. They sat at the bar table in the center, gulping down pints of cheap beer while chatting noisily with their companions. The scantily-clad maids were interspersed among the beer tables filling up the guests' glasses.

He looked around and found himself a target—a petite man who was sitting in the corner, and there was a withered wild rose on this table.

Theo walked towards the bar and ordered a pint of beer. He slowly savored the bitterness while looking around to see if there was anyone else secretly watching the petite man. He was very satisfied with what he saw. Although patrons would occasionally glance towards the corner, most were inadvertent. Only one person at the center table made the effort to cover his observation with his beer glass.