At the entrance of Cafe Kabarah, Ted, who was dressed in a suit, stood there and reached out to grab the handrail of a door, slowly turned around, and then walked to the side of the street with unhurried steps, waiting patiently on the sidewalk until the green light came on, and the man who had been watched by the police passed through and walked along the zebra crossing.

When, when.

Ted reached out and tapped on the window of a car parked on the side of the road after crossing the street, and then stood very politely next to the car, not at all anxious to see the guy in the car look at him, and slowly rolled down the window.

"What's the matter?"

The person who spoke was John, John Johnny, who had been following Ted for three full days, and Julianne's order was to not allow Ted to disappear from the police's sight until the constructist found the secret of spontaneous combustion.

"Next I'm going to go to the café opposite, and I'm sitting there in the second window, motionless, and won't touch anyone except the waiter...... They don't seem to have any other customers in the store, so you can relax a little. ”

"I'll see you later."

It was like a chat between friends, and Ted politely told Detective John Johnny about his next route, not even hiding anything.

John Johnny watched Ted cross the street and open the door of Cafe Kabbalah with a psychotic gaze, and witnessed him sitting next to the second window of the café, with a sudden chill over his body, and his mind was full of what Ted was saying in a polite manner.

"This is a goddamn mission!" John grumbled.

In the café, Leo is still working as his own barista in the bar, and he is a little decadent. It was like losing my job.

Also. After the arrest of Arig. All of his illegal property could be seized, and the café would be auctioned off as soon as the court found Arig guilty and determined that all the assets in Areg's name were illegally gained.

"Mr. waiter, can you believe it, I can make your coffee move with my mind." Ted said something half-jokingly at Leo.

Leo didn't bother to deal with customers at all, and there was no way anyone in the wandering area could afford to drink a $125 Blue Mountain coffee: "Bored." ”

"I'm bored too." Ted picked up after Leo said something a little bored, "Then why don't you bring me a cup of coffee?" ”

Leo was slightly stunned, this is a suddenness that can be felt both by people. It is a joke that does not provoke people, and its heat is extremely accurate.

"Sir, I have to tell you that the coffee sold in our shop starts at $125, because the ground coffee is all from Jamaica, so ......" Leo didn't finish, but the meaning of the words was very obvious, which meant 'If you don't have a lot of money in your pocket, don't be arrogant here'.

"I hate quaternary arithmetic, but I love Jamaican coffee."

In thoughtfulness. Leo skillfully crafted a cup of coffee and placed the cup on the tray. Brought the brown coffee cup to Ted.

"Would you like to give a message to the Armenians?" After saying this, Leo was immediately on full alert, and in his experience of being in the gang, hearing this kind of thing was nothing more than two results, first, the other party really wanted you to bring a word; Second, you are dead, and your corpse is the tool to convey the message.

Troublemakers?

Leo began to think that Ted was here to make trouble, and since Arig's arrest, the streets have been remembered by all parties, and the large number of people in the neighborhood who are addicted to drugs are the gangster's coveted customers. However, this guy doesn't look like a thug in another neighborhood, and there is no rule of sending a gentleman to the front station first, and his appearance is not Latino, so he should not belong to the Salvadoran...... It's kind of like a European......

He was a little dizzy, and his mind kept popping up information, and he couldn't catch any of the useful ones at all.

Ted continued, "Tell those behind you, whether they want to send anyone to be Arrig's successor or not, please give up the idea immediately, I don't like the fact that my gift is in a state of worry, anxiety all the time, it would make me feel less happy. ”

Leo couldn't understand it anymore, who was the prey? What worries, anxieties?

"SIR, I DON'T UNDERSTAND."

"You don't need to understand, just convey the original words."

Ted picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said expertly: "It's from Jamaica, but you should have been deceived by the importer, this coffee is not from the Blue Mountains, just somewhere in Jamaica near the Blue Mountains." ”

His mouth was beyond imagination.

Leo looked out the window, and across the street, a vicious and angry guy was glaring at him in a car with the window down......

He didn't come alone, this guy......

"SIR, DO YOU WANT TO CALL MY BOSS RIGHT NOW?" Leo asked in a state of confusion, he didn't understand why he was being led by the nose by the guy in front of him.

"I don't want to see him yet, and I don't want to see any of you." Ted reached into his jacket pocket and took out his wallet, and after taking out the only $200 in his wallet, he said without hesitation: "Pay." ”

Ted was gone, and when he left the café, Leo stood motionless in front of the window, the first time he saw Ted in Los Angeles with such a slow footstep, like a true gentleman who had been taught from an early age that no matter what he did, he should not let anyone else see impatience.

"Hell." Leo went back to the bar and took out his mobile phone, dialing the highest level that could be contacted: "I'm Leo, something very strange is happening here...... No, not Salvadoran......"

In the streets, countless purposeful pedestrians were moving fast, only Ted slowly crossed the road and appeared next to John Johnny again, this time without knocking on the window, he stood there and said: "Mr. Policeman, I'm going to go to the service next, uh, here's my phone number, if you lose it, call me, I'll tell you the location at any time, and I'll be waiting for you where I am." ”

Ted handed over a card, the card was the business card of a health club clerk, and the back of this business card also had the club's logo printed on the back, and under the logo was a handwritten phone number, which was neatly written, as if it had been prepared in advance.

"S-H-I-T~" John Johnny scolded, rolling his eyes and sitting helplessly in the car. (To be continued......)