Chapter 646 A Wonderful Night on the West Coast (Part 2)

Los Angeles, the City of Angels located in southwestern California, has almost the same background as the coastal city, both of which are large cities developed during the gold rush.

It is not without reason that the Spanish call this place the Kingdom of Heaven. The climate and scenery here are completely different from those on the East Coast. They are romantic, soothing and full of sentiment.

San Pedro Bay and Santa Monica Bay, with their beautiful beaches, are tourist destinations for countless West Coast residents. The Mexican-style streets and parks retain the ethnic customs of the last century. The city parks and concert halls are full of sentiment, and there is also the famous Hollywood.

On a street not far from Disneyland in Los Angeles, an old-fashioned building with obvious Spanish style stands on the corner. A shining sign hangs on the first floor of the building, which is somewhat conflicting with the style of the building, but forms a sense of beauty of time intertwining.

The name of this bar is very simple, consisting of only three letters, that is LUX, which can be understood as the abbreviation of Lucifer's name.

Under the bright light of the sign, there was no security guard in black clothes, strong body and sunglasses like in ordinary bars. This bar seemed extra quiet. The music could not be heard from the wall of the building.

With a creak, the slightly old wooden door was pushed open, and a dark corridor came into view, but as long as you walked a few steps in, you could see the neon-like light.

The high heels stepped on the metal floor, and the sound was slightly trembling. The female bartender at the front desk paused for a moment, and her eyes lit up with a faint light.

She tapped the countertop lightly with her fingers. After a while, a figure in a black suit appeared on the stand on the second floor of the bar. He held a glass of red wine in his hand and had a panoramic view of the men and women who were indulging in sensuality on the first floor of the bar.

"Delilah? Why are you here at this time? Are you going to give me a surprise?" Lucifer smiled and hugged a beautiful woman.

The two walked to the sofa next to them and sat down. The woman named Delilah smiled and said, "Come on, you only know how to say this. When I was chasing you, you were as shy as a little boy."

"Hey, don't be like this. Give me some face in my territory." Lucifer leaned on the back of the sofa, lit a cigarette, smiled and waved.

"Time flies, doesn't it?" Delilah also took out a cigarette from her handbag and said while smoking, "The days when I was a bartender seem to be just around the corner, and I have to thank you for everything I have today..."

"We are friends, there is no need to say such things." Lucifer took a puff of cigarette and said, "When I first came here, you took me to Los Angeles and introduced me to the way to buy a bar. Of course, I should repay you..."

"You don't have to do so much." Delilah stroked Lucifer's knee with her hand and said, "I know that people like you can do anything even without me."

Lucifer Looking at Delilah's expression, he asked in confusion: "You look a little haggard? What's wrong? Are you tired of preparing for the new album? You can come here to relax. You are always welcome here."

Delilah shook her head, with a trace of confusion between her eyebrows. She said: "Actually, I feel a little confused. I know that my life is much better now than before, but..."

Just then, Lucifer paused, turned his head and looked at the entrance of the bar. An unexpected figure walked in. The figure was also wearing a suit, but holding an umbrella in his hand. It looked a little strange in the mild night of Los Angeles.

In the middle of the bar, the cold neon lights hit Schiller's face. He took off his glasses, walked to Lucifer, tapped the ground with the tip of his umbrella, and said, "It seems that I came at the wrong time and disturbed your date with this lady..."

"I am rude, ma'am... You seem to be a singer? What was the name of the previous album? Red Hot?"

"It's Blue Hot, sir." Delilah nodded to Schiller, and Schiller smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't pay much attention to pop music."

Lucifer pointed to the single sofa next to him. After Schiller sat down, Lucifer He introduced Delilah, "My friend Schiller is a psychology professor, an old-fashioned man who loves classical music. Don't pay attention to him, he doesn't understand what popularity is."

Delilah smiled and said, "Of course, most tasteful music appreciators and critics don't like popularity. It's a pity that I haven't read much and really don't understand so many musicians, otherwise I would also like to appreciate classical music."

"I don't like some classical music critics either. They take those theoretical knowledge too seriously and forget the most important role of music, which is to make people happy." Schiller waved his hand and said.

"Really? Then I'm a little interested."

Delilah is worthy of being a resident singer and hostess in various bars. She is very good at talking. When she talks, she always smiles and makes people feel happy.

The three of them chatted very speculatively, from music to psychology. Lucifer leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "Delilah, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Do you know how expensive this guy's consultation fee is?"

"If you open the current psychology textbooks, you can see his name on them. If you want such a person to enlighten you, I'm afraid you don't have enough money for a whole album..."

Delilah covered her mouth with her gloved hand, looked at Schiller in surprise, then stood up, shook his hand and said, "Oh my God, I didn't expect you to be a famous psychologist..."

"He always likes to exaggerate. I'm just an ordinary university professor." Schiller shook his head. At this time, the bartender came to serve wine. Schiller took a sip of the cold wine and felt a little relaxed.

"Excuse me, which university do you work at?" Delilah asked curiously.

"Gotham University."

Delilah stood up in awe and said, "You are indeed a famous psychologist. You must be a good professor..."

Lucifer was already laughing so hard that he fell backwards. He said, "Everyone who has heard of Gotham will be like this... Hey! Friends! Look! There is a Gotham person here!!!"

Schiller stood up and covered his mouth. Fortunately, the music in the bar was noisy, and no one heard Lucifer's shouting.

Schiller talked to Delilah for a while and counseled her. After finishing the wine in the glass, Delilah stood up, took a deep breath, patted her clothes, and said, "Thank you very much, Professor. I feel much better..."

"I still have to prepare for the signing event of my new album. I won't bother you for now. We'll talk another day." Delilah turned around and winked at the two of them. At this time, Schiller stopped her and said:

"By the way, you should go through the back door. When I came in from the front door, I saw several cars that occupied all the parking spaces in front of the door. I was wondering who they were before, but now it seems that they might be They are your fans. If you go out like this, you might be blocked by them. "

Delilah was surprised, then thought for a while and said, "Indeed, I'm in a hurry. Which way should I go?"

Lucifer pointed to the door next to him, and Delilah left in a hurry. Lucifer walked back to the bar, and Schiller followed him and sat in front of the bar. Schiller looked at Lucifer and said:

"We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you plan to have a welcome ceremony for your old friend? How about mixing me a drink?"

"Didn't you say you lost your memory?" Lucifer turned around to sort out the wine on the wine cabinet and checked today's bill.

At this time, it was almost late at night. Some young men and women who were having fun began to walk out the door one after another. Even the waiters were preparing to go off work. Schiller glanced at the crowd moving towards the main entrance and said:

"Aren't you known to be omniscient and omnipotent? Can't you judge whether I really have lost my memory?"

"I don't like to use this ability on my friends." Lucifer took a wine glass and wiped it while saying: "Unless necessary, I will not use any special abilities. If I enjoy omniscience and omnipotence, I will not come here to open a bar."

Schiller observed Lucifer's movements. He had to admit that this son of God had a unique charm. For Schiller, the part of him between divinity and humanity was the most attractive.

Whether it is a god in the world or a person among gods, this is a question that every creature with superpowers must consider when living in the world.

Clark felt that he was a human being, but at the same time he did not deny his god-like power, but planned to use this power to help others.

But Lucifer chose to give up using his ability and be a real person, just like ordinary people, not concerned about anything, just watching from the sidelines as long as it has nothing to do with me.

This mentality made Schiller feel very interesting. Obviously, this is also a very good research object. Although it is difficult to transform it into a paper, it can also pave the way for future research on Clark's psychology.

"So you would rather stand there and wipe the cups than mix me a glass of wine?"

I believe many people have seen that Schiller is using the same old trick again. He used this trick to deal with Bruce at the beginning, forcing him to do some meaningless things during the conversation to establish the basis for mental control.

"Yes, this cup can bring me $8 in sales tomorrow. What about you? You don't even pay for the drinks." Lucifer said with a "sneer", not fooled at all.

"Is that how you treat your pope? You don't even pay me, can't I even have a free glass of wine?"

"Then what achievements do you have that you can show off?" Lucifer looked at Schiller and asked, "How many believers have you developed?"

"Are you sure you want me to develop believers?" Schiller asked back.

Lucifer paused for a moment, and then said, "Forget it, what do I need believers for? Let them come to me to pray for trivial matters every day? Do you know why God left heaven? It's because humans are too annoying."

"They want a holiday every day, so they tell God how hard they work every day, so God really thinks that work is hard and goes on vacation. Knowing human thoughts all the year round will be polluted by their thinking, which is why I don't like to use mind reading."

Lucifer changed the subject again, but Schiller was not flustered at all. He just wiped his face, then showed a sad expression and said:

"I have a student who is very smart and talented, but has a very tragic life. His parents died when he was a child. I came here today to ask you, since you have the ability to resurrect humans, then you..."

"Stop talking, what kind of wine do you want?"

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