The man raised his eyelids and gave a subtle cue. The bartender seamlessly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to start mixing a drink. Yet his movements seemed increasingly flashy, and with a swift flick, he dropped a small white pill into the glass.
It dissolved almost the moment it hit the liquid, leaving no trace of anything abnormal.
Jian An'an did not see this happen. When she saw the bartender push the glass across, she didn't think much of it, picked it up, and took a small sip. She had always been completely oblivious to the filth and squalor of places like this, knowing nothing of their inner workings; she naively thought that as long as she didn't drink anything touched by strangers, she would be safe.
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