There are so many doubts, we have to come little by little, first we have to go to the café.

Ang, Pan'er was a little unhappy on her face, when is this time when do you still have the heart to drink coffee.

You don't know, Gang Leader Liu's subordinates want to send Zhang Xiaoling a piece of red clay transportation soil, if we can intercept this map, we can be one step closer to the truth.

Which café is it?

Nicole's Cafe in the British Concession.

Wow, the bread is so delicious, let's go there.

Wu shook his head, he was worried about his family just now, but in a blink of an eye, he became a foodie again. O woman, the most amazing species in the world.

After a while, the car came to Nicole's Cafe, which was completely different from the other shops on the street. The rest of the paving shows the rental price of the road from the façade. But Nicole's Cafe was very simple, with two or three tables outside the door, and because it was cold, there were no people sitting. When you enter the house, you will be greeted by a bar and a coffee processing area.

The cashier was a Chinese, very neat, and when he saw Wu and Pan'er coming in, he nodded politely. Pan'er had been here before, so she was very familiar with it, and she bent over the glass window of the bar counter to look inside, and the various colors of freshly baked bread were greatly appetizing. Wow, is this toast chocolate-flavored?

The waiter nodded, it has just come out of the oven, and it is still hot, so I will give you one.

Okay, I'll ask for another cappuccino.

Okay, the waiter looked at Wu and asked kindly, what does this gentleman want.

Wu looked at the menu wall behind the waiter embarrassedly, although the types of drinks on it were in Chinese and English, but Wu didn't know anything about coffee, the only thing he knew was the cat coffee he saw in Zhang Yiwan's house before Yingzi died, hey, by the way, just order cat coffee.

The waiter was a little surprised, and then said apologetically, I'm sorry, the cat poop coffee you said is too expensive, we don't have it here, you can order something else.

Pan'er was also surprised, he elbowed Wu a little, I can't see that you still know cat coffee, the taste is quite heavy.

Wu spread out his hands, not knowing how to answer. He looked at the menu for a long time, and just had a drink. Well, I'll have an Italian espresso.

Okay, you two can find a seat and sit down, and I'll bring you these things in a moment.

Wu and Pan'er chose a position near the corner and sat down. This position is just enough to monitor all the places in the house, and the only thing to do now is to see when the connector of the old gang of eight has come.

The waiter brought the steaming cappuccino and toast, and Pan'er couldn't wait to grab a piece of chocolate toast and taste it, wow, it's delicious, it's just baked, it's so crispy. Brother Wu, you can also taste a piece.

Wu shook his head, I don't like sweets very much. By the way, I thought you would order some kind of cake or cream or something, why did you order some bread slice?

Pan'er smiled and said that you don't understand, one person has one eating habit. The bread slices here are particularly delicious, so be sure to eat them freshly out of the pot, otherwise the taste will be discounted.

Well, why is hers good, mine not yet. Wu asked the waiter.

Excuse me, sir, your espresso is going to be extracted, it will take a little time, wait a minute.

By the way, Brother Wu, why do you order condensement?

Well, Wu thought about it, he didn't want to show his timidity in front of Pan'er, so he said nonsense, you don't understand, one person has one eating habit.

After a while, an espresso the size of a wine cup was served, Wu looked at this small cup, didn't I say that you are too picky, so much money will give me such a small cup.

That's why it's called espresso, and the concentrated ones are the essence! The clerk explained.

Pan'er has already seen that Wu doesn't understand coffee at all, and this cup of espresso is what he ordered randomly. Brother Wu, drink it while it's hot, this espresso is absolutely extraordinary.

That must, Wu said proudly, I can't taste it, I have a lot of taste. Come, Pan'er go one. Wu picked up the cup to pay homage to Pan'er.

Pan'er was amused and laughed, this is drinking coffee and not drinking, why do you have to go.

What are you laughing at?

Pan'er waved her hand, it's okay, let's go. As he spoke, Pan'er held up his big cappuccino and Wu Jingya's small condensement and toasted it.

Wu drank the condensed in one gulp, his expression changed greatly, and he was very painful, and he pointed to his mouth and drank it, nor did he spit it out.

Is it unpleasant? Then you can vomit out the door.

Wu Jingya swooped to the door, and the waiter shook his head helplessly while washing the cup.

When Wu returned to his seat, his tongue kept licking his lips, ah, what kind of espresso is this, it is obviously an expired Chinese medicine, it is sour and bitter, and my throat is so mushy that I can't speak. Saying that, Wu picked up the Pan'er Cappuccino and took two sips, well, your taste is okay.

Haha, it's really a person's eating habits, and I don't understand what you said. You're the first person I've ever met to rinse your mouth with espresso. Hahaha.

Wu saw that Pan'er had seen through herself, and she was embarrassed to continue pretending garlic. Hehe, I really haven't drunk much coffee, so I don't know what to order. I knew that coffee was bitter, but I didn't expect there to be such expired coffee, and the taste of foreigners is really strong.

Brother Wu, this espresso is the taste. Foreigners don't drink this kind of coffee if they want to chat in a café.

So when do they drink.

They usually go to the café in the morning before going to work, order a drink of this and drink it, and then go straight to work without lingering. The taste of espresso can stimulate their nerves and keep them clear enough to already have their own day.

Well, it's like a big smoker who has to get up in the morning and bubble first, or he won't be able to get out of bed.

Pan'er doesn't agree with Wu's opinion, I don't agree with what you said, coffee is not smoke, and these two can't be equated.

Haha, Pan'er, wine, cigarettes, tobacco, coffee are all addictive things. At first, I was very uncomfortable with the contact, but slowly I became obsessed with it and couldn't extricate myself. It seems to me that they are all poisons, but the magnitude of the harm is different.

It seems to make some sense, but I'd rather my father sell coffee than let him sell tobacco.

There is no distinction between big and small, small and big are good. In the same way, there is no distinction between big and small evils, and small evils and big evils are all evils.

Brother Wu, do you think my father will go to hell in the future? Speaking of this, Pan'er's heart became tangled.

I read that the Bible says that the door to heaven is narrow, and most people may not be able to get in. You shouldn't just think about your father, you should think about those who can't go to heaven, what should they do?

Pan'er shook her head, I don't know. If my dad goes to hell and I go to heaven, I don't think I'll be happy.