The weather was cold and rainy, and the streets were mired in rain water The season was winter The small bar was full of people who eat meat, eat leaflets and talk to each other It was a very warm atmosphere inside the pub, and everyone is cheerful to drink and speak Suddenly, the bar opened by a young girl and she's entered the bar as she wrapped herself with a mystical and long black scarf she sat on a seat and said to the waiter: a beer cup, please She was looking around with caution and keenness as if she was worried and tense He was a forty -years old man named Chris and he looked at the girl with meditation and carefully and he seemed be a policeman