Fang Buwei followed closely behind Huang Sheng, and the distance between the two was five or six meters wrong.

When Fang Buwei went up to the second floor, Huang Sheng was carrying a suit and hat and talking to the waiter at the door.

It turned out that there was no place to hang the clothes.

Today is Sunday, although the coffee in the café is not good, and the steak is even more unpalatable, but it is not in a good position.

Sitting in a row on the street, you can see the lively scene of the entire Xinjiekou.

So there were a lot more guests than usual, and the coat racks on the two walls of the entrance were all full.

Fang Buwei walked inside, listening to the conversation between Huang Sheng and the waiter who guarded the guests' clothes and hats.

"Mr. Huang, you can also hang your clothes on the dining chair......"

"How greasy is the dining chair? If I get dirty, what will I wear later? Huang Sheng said dissatisfiedly.

"If Mr. Huang hands it over to me, I'll hang it up in the manager's office, and I'll take it out for you when Mr. leaves!" The waiter asked with a smile on his face.

"Who knows if your manager's office is clean?" Huang Sheng sneered, and then said, "Forget it, I'll take it myself, and when there will be guests leaving, you remember to come to me to get it, and hang it up for me......"

The waiter agreed.

Fang Buwei's heart moved.

He turned his head slightly, and glanced at it quickly.

The suit of the tweed material, the top hat of Sige, the label is in English, and the party is not unrecognizable.

With Huang Sheng's family background and prestige, he will definitely not wear a bargain of hundreds of oceans like himself. The money to buy Huang Sheng's suit may be enough to buy a big Buick.

But Huang Sheng doesn't have to be so careful, right?

Besides, the café manager's office is not as clean as the coat rack at the door of the café?

Something wrong with this outfit?

Fang Bu didn't move for a moment, turned to the right, and sat down near the door.

Huang Sheng continued to walk in with his suit and hat, and found a seat that was neither good nor bad.

Before Fang Buwei's ice cream was served, two guests left, took away their coats and hats, and vacated their seats.

The waiter guarding the coat walked over quickly, brought Huang Sheng's hat, and hung it on the coat rack at the door.

Huang Sheng's suit hangs from the back of his seat.

Why does it look normal again?

Suits can be hung on chairs, but there is no place to hang hats on dining chairs, and instead of hanging them on a coat rack, they can only be placed on the dining table.

But the summer hats, all made of white and light silk kudzu, are most afraid of getting oily, so the whole café, as long as the guests with hats, whether male or female, are not put on the table, all of them are hung on the coat rack.

And it will be protected with a cloth bag.

Are you suspicious?

Fang Buwei muttered a word secretly, but he didn't change his position either.

He would be sitting at the place where he had just entered the door, facing Huang Sheng and facing away from the door.

The ice cream was served, Fang Buwei took the copper spoon and ate it slowly, and everyone in the hall had a panoramic view.

Huang Sheng is still the same as last time, a cup of coffee and a newspaper, not to mention gestures or codes, and he doesn't even lift his eyelids much.

The other guests in the restaurant were also normal, and none of them seemed to have a problem.

Today's Huang Sheng sat for a longer time. After drinking his coffee, he asked for a fried lamb chop.

Fang Buwei tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He thought he was the only one who drank coffee first and then ate.

As soon as the lamb chops were served, Huang Sheng wrinkled his nose.

Fang Buwei glanced at it from a distance and knew what was going on.

The lamb chops are almost completely black, and at first glance, there is too much pepper.

Fang Buwei thought that Huang Sheng would get angry, but Huang Sheng didn't say a word, picked up the knife and fork and ate it.

Take a bite and bite your teeth.

Fang Buwei showed a sneer.

It's not easy to do anything these days, even being a traitor has to be so dedicated.

Huang Sheng gritted his teeth and finished eating a lamb chop, and after settling the bill, he got up and prepared to leave.

Fang Buwei was a little disappointed, and even more incomprehensible.

He still didn't find out that Huang Sheng had done anything abnormal, but Fang was not sure that Huang Sheng was not here to find guilt, he must have done something.

But how did he hide his eyes?

Fang Buwei's eyes were glowing with cold light, and he watched Huang Sheng staggered past his desk and chair and walked to the door.

He first took the suit and put it on himself unhurriedly, and then took off his top hat.

Fang Buwei's eyelids jumped suddenly.

This is not Huang Sheng's hat.

When there was a vacant seat at that time, when the waiter took Huang Sheng's hat and hung it at the door, Fang Buwei took a special look.

There are two rows of clothes hooks that are specially used to hang hats, and the waiter hung Huang Sheng's hat in the second row, but at this time Huang Sheng took the hat from the first row.

Did Huang Sheng take it wrong, or did he remember it wrong?

There are only two rows of hooks for hanging hats, can you still remember wrong?

Huang Sheng got the wrong one?

Fang Buwei took a closer look again.

It's Huang Sheng's hat, undoubtedly.

Although it is also a light white silk kudzu hat, similar in color to the other hats on the hat rack, Huang Sheng also has a white peony on it.

But if you don't look closely, you can't see that there are flowers on it.

At this time, there was only this one hat with flowers on the hat rack.

Fang Buwei squinted his eyes and watched Sheng go downstairs, he beckoned and called the waiter to settle the account.

"Have you ever seen a guest in the same hat as Huang Shengzai go downstairs?" Fang Buwei went downstairs and asked Feng Jiashan.

"Huh?" Feng Jiashan opened his mouth and recalled for a long time before revealing a trace of bitterness, "I didn't pay attention to my humble duties!" ”

Fang Buwei's eyes were cold, and he just wanted to get angry and swallowed again.

It's so hot in summer, in order to breathe, the top hats are mostly made of silk kudzu, which is not easy to dye, so most of them are white.

Feng Jiashan didn't have such an eyesight as himself, and if he didn't look closely, he couldn't recognize it at all.

Is there any intelligence or instructions in Huang Sheng's hat?

Do you want to arrest Huang Sheng first?

But Fang Buwei didn't think about it, and still dispelled this idea.

What if Huang Jun is here to deliver information today?

His hat must be empty now.

If you really want to make a move, you will be startling the snake.

And Fang Buwei's ultimate goal is Huang Jun, not Huang Sheng.

You have to hit it with one hit.

also blamed himself, patronizing and staring at Huang Sheng, ignoring the hat.

Fang Buwei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That night, the hat that was exactly the same as the one Huang Sheng was wearing was sent to Fang Buwei.

It was Feng Jiashan who personally took Huang Sheng's old mother who washed clothes at home to the garment shop to imitate it.

After glancing at it, Fang Buwei hooked the corners of his mouth again.

It is for breathability, so the top hat in summer is made of silk kudzu, which is similar to the plastic mesh hat of later generations.

But Huang Sheng's hat is sewn with a lining?

It's not for hiding information, it's for what?