Miss Wang Weina, my cousin can't do it either!

"No problem, Mr. Bruce." Teresia replied generously with voice and audio. She didn't think there was anything wrong with calling a person who was knowledgeable and willing to teach and solve doubts a teacher.

However, Wayne just felt a bit overwhelmed with nosebleeds, because Teresia's voice was too sweet, and because of Teresia's amazing selfie just now, what he thought of was Teresia's selfie after she put on her youthful and beautiful school clothes The stunning scenery, and the slightly forbidden teacher-student relationship.

It's decided, when the time comes, I will summon the diplomats from the Eastern Kingdom to see if they have developed the sailor suit.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Bruce..."

"You should just call me by name."

Wayne interrupted. He felt that Teresia's yelling continued, and the driver who kept showing worried looks in the rearview mirror was really going to turn around and take him directly to the hospital.

"Huh? Okay." Teresia nodded in confusion, and changed her words, "How is Mr. Bruce eating these days? Are you not used to Colombian food? If you feel uncomfortable, I can ask you Kelsey cooks for you, don't look at her like that, in fact, her cooking skills are very good."

"Uh....."

"Don't worry, I know Kelsey doesn't seem to like you very much, but I will ask her, eating is very important, and you must keep eating healthy."

Teresia said with concern, and then stopped chatting, probably to contact Kelsey.

Wayne's eyes wandered elsewhere.

Actually, Teresia, you probably don't know, and it doesn't even matter if you come on, Kelsey, she....has started cooking for me.

.........

The top floor of the Elizabeth Hotel, the Presidential Suite.

Kelsey, who had just arrived at the hotel, received a communication from Teresia before she had time to sit down. The first sentence was:

"Kelsey, your cooking skills are great, right?"

The lynx spirit's ears perked up vigilantly on the spot.

What does Teresia mean?Why did she post this sentence at this point in time, at this juncture?

Could it be.... that my cooking for Wayne was exposed?Teresia came to Xingshi to question her?

Kelsey was a little flustered suddenly, but after a while she suddenly realized, no, why am I panicking?

I helped Wayne prepare dinner because he might not be used to Colombian dishes, which are basically inherited from Victoria.It is for his nutrition, health, taste and safety.What's more, even though she doesn't usually go into the kitchen at all, her thousands of years of life experience is nothing to brag about. She, Kelsey, went up from bureaucrats and nobles to cooks and servants. She has passed the exam eight times, and her cooking skills are naturally top-notch, so she must not have treated Wei En badly.

Usually, except for Theresia, no one else can ask for him to cook a meal for him. If Wayne can eat it, it is considered to be in the honor of Theresia. Why do I, Kelsey, have a guilty conscience?

I'm not afraid of Theresa!

After clearing his mind, Kelsey replied:

"It's not very good. My main job is a doctor. I just know a little bit about cooking and so on."

"Don't say that, Kelsey, I have one thing to ask you."

Kelsey raised her eyebrows: "You said?"

"It's about Mr. Bruce. Mr. Bruce is going to Colombia during this period. I can't go with him because of my identity, so his diet and daily life are really worrying. If possible, please also Kelsey Help me take care of it, okay?"

"Um...."

Kelly nodded and replied.

In fact, Teresia didn't need to say these things, she had already started to do them.Although nominally the "Queen's agent" who monitors Wayne so that he doesn't mess with women outside, in fact, Kelsey also knows that she is more of a bodyguard and entourage.

Of course, she knew about things like waking up Wayne and helping him cook.

This can be regarded as a tacit understanding with Teresia, right?

But Kelsey always felt that something was wrong?Why did she and Teresia suddenly have a good understanding of taking care of Wayne?

Reasonable choice not to think about it, Kelsey frowned slightly, and reminded Theresa:

"Your Highness, although I understand your thoughts very well, I still have to remind you that His Royal Highness is no longer a three-year-old child. If you spoil her so much, it is easy to make her a useless person."

Teresia smiled slightly and joked:

"Hey, compared to you and me, isn't Mr. Wayne a child?"

In the past, Kelsey would probably say "really", but now it seems that he really probably isn't.If the conjecture is confirmed, Wayne is probably in her grade, or even older than her.Then Theresa, you will be a child.

But isn't this a bit too weird, no matter how the roles change, there is always one party who is practicing wet methods?

That's too bad, and Kelsey wisely decided not to pick up the Theresa meme.

"In short, pay attention to proportion."

"I see, then please, Kelsey, take care of Mr. Bruce for me. I'll go first."

Seeing this text, for some reason, Kelsey's heart suddenly tightened for no reason, and he quickly typed:

"Where are you going?"

Teresia took a picture of the restaurant and Wei Na, and replied inexplicably:

"Let's have dinner."

Kelsey breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her head helplessly.

Really, what are you thinking.

Now everything is getting better, and those sad things and unacceptable endings that I speculated before will never happen again.

This is also thanks to the blessing of that man.

It's decided, since Teresia has already asked, let's show off tonight.

Putting on an apron and rolling up the sleeves, Kelsey walked into the kitchen.

No.16 chapter 1 minute!

Ed's Cafe, 33 Simpson Avenue, Columbia, Silicon Valley.

The owners of Ed Café are two young men from Lateran and Minos. Some people may be surprised that these two countries are so far apart on the map of Terra. The people of the country should never be related to each other.But the fact is that in Colombia, an emerging country, and in Silicon Valley, which was named the most prosperous technology city in Colombia in 1092, everything impossible will become possible.

The Rutlan people like sweets, so they are responsible for the high-quality dessert menu of the coffee shop, while the Fengtu people are good at bartending and cooking, and they make all kinds of coffee, latte and Frappuccino exquisitely. Because of this, they can also buy high-quality dessert flavoring and rich hoof milk from their hometown Rutland and Minos.With each other, this store is also doing more and more prosperous. Although it is not as good as those chain stores of large enterprises, it is also a famous choice among hundreds of residents on Simpson Avenue in Silicon Valley.

Choosing this place as the meeting place is actually somewhat strange for Wayne. Logically speaking, to meet a client who asked him to "investigate the case of the Loken water tank human experiment" to meet such a major case, the chosen place should be similar to A dark alley or something like a gang meeting place should be a sparsely populated place, at best.

But Wayne looked left and right, and the way people were coming and going in the store really didn't seem like a suitable place for a secret meeting.

But forget it, Wayne doesn't have the habit of digging into the sewers. Although it is a bit inconsistent with the imagined secret transaction, at least the style here is not bad.What's more, what matters is not the meeting place, but the client.

Wayne pushed the door open, and the welcome bell on the door made a clear sound like an old-fashioned store in Victoria. The waiter Carters, who was decorated with a halo supported by wire, quickly came to Wayne, holding a With a signature pen, he curtsied politely to Wayne, and said:

"Sir, may I order something for you?"

The novelty dress of the girl with folded ears attracted Wayne's attention a little bit. He raised his eyebrows and replied:

"A matcha Frappuccino."

"Packing, sir? We're fully booked now."

"It's okay, I have an appointment."

Wayne waved his hand and watched the girl bow before turning and leaving.Withdrawing his gaze, he began to look at the packed coffee shop in front of him.

The client was among them, and she must have seen herself entering the coffee shop, but she probably hadn't confirmed her identity yet, so she didn't come forward to say hello.or...

Wayne took out his mobile phone, edited an email with great interest, and sent it to the client:

"Here I am. Ordered a Matcha Frappuccino."

Soon, the client sent a reply:

"Find out who I am."

as predicted.

Wayne felt that it would not be unreasonable for the client to choose the meeting place here. Did he want to give himself a test?

...............

Hemer was sitting by the inner window of the coffee shop, and in front of him was Fiona, who was dangling her legs and looked inexplicably uneasy.At first glance, the two seats are already full, like a mother who brings her children to the coffee shop to have a rest in her spare time.

Not knowing what happened this morning, thinking that Fiona was just a little afraid of the "famous" and "notorious" Pulitzer reporter who was coming, Hemer stretched out his hand and gently touched her cheek With a reassuring smile on his head.

Immediately afterwards, she hit the Enter key on the laptop terminal in front of her, and sent the edited email to the Pulitzer reporter who had just entered the store.

Yes, it was a test she could arrange.

The Loken Water Tank Laboratory is a giant in the field of biotechnology in Silicon Valley. It controls a large number of social resources in the city of science and technology. It seems impossible for anyone to secretly investigate the Loken Water Tank.Hemer never had much hope for this at first, but it was Pulitzer's appearance that gave her a glimmer of hope.

To be able to touch the ass of the Rutland Church and get away unharmed, to be able to extract a tooth from the mouth of the Grand Duke Victoria and still be safe, this reporter named Pulitzer may really be able to perform miracles?

She saw hope, but she still remained calm.Before actually entrusting this commission to the Pulitzer reporter, she still needs to test whether the reporter is a vain name.

In a coffee shop with a capacity of [-] people, it seems like an impossible task to find a client who is only contacted by email and seems to have no extra information.But investigating the truth behind the Loken tank is undoubtedly more difficult.If you can't even do this, then there's no need for Hemer to show up to the meeting and tell the truth about the commission, because that will only send the incompetent Pulitzer reporter to his death.

So, try to find me, I will give you 10 minutes, Joseph Pulitzer, let me see your strength!

"Mind if I sit here?"

Holding a cup of Matcha Frappuccino, Wayne walked leisurely to the serious-faced Hemer, smiled and asked in a relaxed tone,

"Ms. Client?"

Hemer raised his head, showing the surprised expression of "perfect!" that Wayne had expected.

"You are....."

Wayne stretched out his hand to Hemer, and introduced himself:

"Get to know Joseph Pulitzer, just call me Pulitzer."

"Hello...how did you recognize me so quickly?"

Hemer was a little unbelievable, the speed was too fast, from when she saw Pulitzer entered the coffee shop to when she sent this email, within a minute, Pulitzer saw through her disguise and pinpointed her location. It's unbelievable!

Wayne didn't answer, but spread his hands:

"Aren't you going to let me sit down first?"

Hemer nodded suddenly, and greeted Fiona:

"Come here."

Wayne sat down and explained casually:

"It's very simple, heh...Miss client, since I sent you a message, I have started to observe people using electronic devices in the coffee shop. There are 33 people in total, and the owner of this shop has a very simple decoration style. Fu, the field of view is very wide, which saves me a lot of trouble."

"Afterwards, there is a simple screening. People who obviously have companions can be eliminated. With the awareness of prevention and vigilance shown between the lines in your email, Miss Client, you will definitely not bring companions with you, at least not The kind of companions who chat all the time can kill 33 out of 20 people in one go. And our meeting is a big event, and the clothes are too casual, such as those beautiful girls in hot pants and tights over there.”

Wayne raised his head towards the front side:

"That type can also be excluded, and there are only five people left, and among these five people, only you have shown a thoughtful expression in front of the electronic device, while the others are simply browsing irrelevant information , it is very easy to find you, Ms. Client, this is the basic quality of a good reporter."

Hemer opened his mouth in surprise.

Wayne nodded in satisfaction.I flickered.

In fact, most of the above are "hunting plans drawn up in his mind" by Wayne. In actual implementation, he is only in the first step - look at those people in the coffee shop when they use electronic equipment, Already found Hemer's figure.

But even so, it is not enough for Wayne to directly lock Hemer as the client. It is the lovely little girl Vajvan who is with Hemer who is firm in his determination.

As we all know, Hemo is the real head of the personnel department of Rhodes Island in Tomorrow's Ark... Cough cough cough, just kidding.

Hemer fully complied with the search plan he listed above, and he obviously had a little girl by his side who could be used as an entry point for the incident. It was difficult for Wayne to lock her as the real identity of the client.

No, when I asked, I hit the mark as expected.With a combination of luck and strength, it was unconventional to complete this little Pulitzer reporter's search for someone.

"Then, tell me about your request in detail, Miss Client."

Wayne took a sip of the Matcha Frappuccino and asked.

Chapter No.17 Are you scolding me?Did you not scold?

Miss Hemer asked Wayne for something that could prove his identity as a Pulitzer, but in fact, for Hemer, there was nothing more props to prove the identity of a legendary reporter than this judgment and insight.When Wayne found her so easily, she basically believed most of it.

Seeing Wayne start asking questions, Hemer glanced around, closed the laptop in front of him, and stood up:

"It's not convenient to talk about business here, please ask the Pulitzer reporter to change places with me first."

Wayne nodded indifferently, and asked casually:

"Where?"

Hemer replied solemnly: "My family."