8 PM, Tapic Bar.
This is a bar located near the Black community.
At this time, the bar was already crowded, and the seats at the bar were fully occupied.
Luke walked into the bar, his gaze sweeping the area, fixing on the silhouette of a Black man.
Luke walked to a round table in the corner, sitting opposite the Black man, who was none other than his informant, Anlek Raul.
"Hey, BOSS, thanks for the help last time. I'll pay you back the bail money as soon as I can," Anlek Raul said, gratitude filling his voice.
Luke replied, "The one who handled your bail was my uncle. I heard he kicked you out of the car halfway?"
"Yes, but I don't blame him. Nobody wants to sit with a thief."
Luke explained, "My uncle also works in a supermarket. There was a person who often did zero shopping in his place.
One time, he couldn't stand it anymore and stepped in to stop the guy, accidentally injuring him.
