Chapter 344: goodbye cafe
"Action!"
Jingle Bell--
Shang Juan pushed open the door, and a string of small bells hung on the door, making a melodious and clear jingle.
The mellow aroma of coffee, accompanied by a touch of floral fragrance, plunged into Shang's nose.
An emotionless voice sounded, "Welcome."
Seeing Su Fumeng's clothes clearly, Shang Li's pupils trembled.
I saw Su Fumeng wearing a black and white maid outfit with a skirt that covered her thighs.
The slender legs are wearing a pair of black, faintly flesh-colored.
Just looking at Su Fumeng's legs from time to time, the customers in the store will know how hot they are!
Shang Wan's heart was filled with anger, he took off his windbreaker and put it on Su Fumeng's back, and ordered, "Put on!"
Tang Zizhuo, who witnessed everything, raised the corners of his lips slightly upwards, and his expression was indescribably strange under the reflection of the lens.
He was wearing a small black vest with a pure white apron tied around his waist, and was grinding coffee beans slowly.
He raised his hand and said, "Shang Wan, come and sit here."
Shang Juan walked over and sat on the high chair, with one foot stepping on the crossbar, and one leg hanging down naturally.
He smiled and teased, "So your job is a barista?"
Su Fumeng walked back to Tang Zizhuo's side, clutching Shang Li's windbreaker at a loss, "Master?"
Tang Zizhuo smiled indifferently and said, "The detective of Shangda asked you to wear it, you can wear it anyway."
With Tang Ziyan's answer, Su Fumeng obediently put on her windbreaker, and her body gradually felt a little warmer.
In addition to being warm, the windbreaker also smelled of cigarettes, which Qin Jiaming had left on it.
Owner?
Hearing this name, Shang Huan frowned in displeasure.
Tang Zizhuo pushed the coffee in front of Shangli, "Try it?"
Shang Juan picked up the coffee and took a sip.
The bitterness of the coffee is mixed with the sourness of the apex, which is unspeakably aggrieved.
Shang Juan put down the cup and looked up at Tang Ziyan, "So who are you?"
Tang Zizhuo spread his hands regretfully, "Okay, it seems that the detective of Shangda University doesn't like the coffee I made."
Qiao smiled and hugged Su Fumeng, and said clearly: "I understand, the Shangda detective wants to drink the coffee brewed by Fumeng, right?"
"Ah!" Tang Ziyan patted his forehead angrily, and clasped Su Fumeng's chin with his fingers, "Forgot to introduce to the Shang Da detective, her name is Su Fumeng, does she look exactly like Yun Yuan?"
Shang Huang slapped the table, with sparks of anger flashing in his eyes, "She doesn't deserve to be compared with Yun Yuan!"
The loud sound attracted the attention of the guests, who all looked at the bar.
Tang Zizhuo sighed and let go of Su Fumeng in his arms, "The Shangda detective will really hurt our Fumeng heart."
Su Fumeng's face was expressionless, and there was no emotional floating in his beautiful eyes.
It seems that no matter how ugly the words are, it doesn't matter to her.
Shang Wan's heart trembled, his mouth murmured to say "I'm sorry", but he couldn't speak.
Adjusting his breathing, every time he sees Su Fumeng, he will show his emotions like a hairy boy.
"Tell me, call me here, what's your purpose?"
Tang Zizhuo pushed the frame, "Shang Da detective don't be so wary of me, I'm here to help you."
Shang Huang refused: "I don't need help from someone who doesn't even dare to tell my name."
Tang Ziyan pretended to be weak and covered his heart, "You still hurt people as always."
as always?
Shang Juan seriously looked at Tang Ziyan's face, "Do you and I know each other?"
"Who knows?" Tang Zizhuo smiled casually, "After all, it's you who forgot me."
Tang Zizhuo opened the table, took out a letter and handed it to Shang Wang, "Shang Da Detective, welcome to come next time."
Shang Huang took the envelope and opened it swiftly, "How can there be any reason to drive the guests away?"
There is a URL in the letter.
Shang Wan wanted to take out his mobile phone, remembering that the mobile phone was in the pocket of his windbreaker.
Suddenly there was a tender white jade-like hand in sight, with a familiar mobile phone lying in his palm.
Shang Juan looked sharply at Su Fumeng's hand.
Calluses can be seen at the connection between Su Fumeng's palm and fingers.
Looking back without a trace, Shang Juan took the phone and said, "Thank you."
Open the webpage, enter the URL on the letter, and a reminder that it cannot be accessed appears.
Tang Zizhuo put his hands on the table and supported his head, "Look at my memory, I'm afraid I was infected by you. I almost forgot to tell you that this website can only be opened at 12 o'clock in the evening. And it will be closed after a minute. ."
The short one-minute opening time means that it is only open to a special group of people.
Shang Juan put away the envelope and shook his hand, "Goodbye."
Shang Juan, who left the cafe, decided to go back to Qin Jiaming.
After walking two steps, someone grabbed his sleeve.
Looking back, it was Su Fumeng!
"your clothes."
Su Fumeng said as he wanted to take off his windbreaker.
Shang Juan hurriedly held down Su Fumeng's hand and organized Su Fumeng's clothes, "Don't wear this kind of clothes again, you know?"
Su Fumeng blinked blankly and said aggrievedly: "The master asked me to wear it..."
Seeing the pitiful appearance, Shang Huang's heart trembled.
Su Fumeng is really not Yun Yuan.
His Yunyuan would never wear such clothes, Yunyuan is gentle, intellectual,
His Yunyuan palms are clean and free from calluses.
Shang Huang's Adam's apple moved slightly, "Whatever he asks you to do, you will do it?"
Su Fumeng nodded, wondering why Shang Juan asked such a question, isn't it natural to complete the task assigned by the master?
Shang Huang was a little angry, "Did he let you die?"
I don't know what to think, Su Fumeng smiled lightly.
Like an epiphyllum that blooms in the middle of the night, Shang Juan has not been able to see clearly in the future, and it dissipates in an instant.
"As long as you don't abandon me, I'm willing to do anything."
Shang Juan lightly poked Su Fumeng's forehead, "Silly! I'm leaving, you need to put on your clothes."
Su Fumeng looked at the back of Shang Huang's departure, raised his hand to cover the poked forehead, as if a little warm.
Shang Juan, who returned to the police station, handed the website to Qin Jiaming.
Qin Jiaming called Xiaogu, who was in charge of network security.
Xiao Gu was short and thin, and he tapped the keyboard with both hands, so fast that he could only see the afterimage, and his eyes were full of excitement.
"Director, where did you get the website, it's interesting!"
Qin Jiaming said: "I didn't do it, it was Laoliang. You've only been here for a year, haven't you seen Shangliang?"
Xiaogu looked at Shang Juan curiously, and smiled with a small tiger's teeth, "I know! It turns out that he is a famous detective!"
Qin Jiaming patted Xiaogu's head, "work hard, don't just look at men."
Xiaogu stuck his tongue out, "Director, this is an overseas website. Fortunately, you are looking for me. As long as you search this website, the address will be tracked back by them."
"..." Shang Juan pressed his forehead and handed the phone over, "I've been on the website, Xiaogu, can you help me check it out?"
"OK!"
Xiao Gu took Shang Juan's mobile phone, fiddled with it, and said doubtfully, "Huh? Detective, have you never logged in?"
Shang Juan took the phone, "Sorry, I was too busy, I remembered it wrong."
Is it because he landed in a coffee shop?
Su Fumeng's master and servant are really a mystery.