The Hong Kong-style tea restaurant across the street from the north gate of the park, because it is a weekday, eight o’clock in the morning, there are many people in the store at this time, but almost all are in the front checkout packaged away in the public Olson white-collar, dine-in customers are very few.
At this moment, White Wen and Amelia Bright are sitting in the corner by the window, separated from the crowded cashier’s desk by two rows of tables and a mahogany-colored screen.
Amelia Bright was still in a state of shock when she was first seated, and the blood had not yet returned to her face.
The two cups of Hong Kong-style milk tea that the waiter quickly brought were steaming.
“This is today’s complimentary drink special, so take your time and order.”
“Thank you, one glass is enough,” White Wen said, looking to the waiter with a gentle and strong tone.
“And a glass of milk or soy milk instead, if you can.”
“Sir, you can try it with your wife, the milk tea in our store is very good, it’s very authentic Hong Kong style.”
The waiter is probably a part-time college student, still very young and tender, a pair of eyes flashing with youthful vigor.
“Thank you, but it’s not good for pregnant women to drink milk tea, and I’d be a little too tired to drink two cups.”
White Wen’s tone is always warm and strong, with his usual gentlemanly demeanor.
Only then did the waiter notice the fresh woman across the table, five or six months pregnant, with a bulging belly and a slightly pale face, leaning on the cushion.
“Sorry, I didn’t notice, I’ll change it for you.”
“…”
When the waiter left, a soft laugh came from across the room as if it were not there.
“What are you laughing at?” White Wen looked up.
“Nothing, I just think you’re still as popular with the girls as you used to be.”
“Same as before?”
White Wen winked and threw an intriguing smile towards her.
Amelia Bright’s heart thumped and she changed her tone.
“I mean, I’ve heard Emily say that you used to be a very popular guy with the girls, nothing more.”
“Really? What else did Emily say about me?”
Amelia Bright coughed dryly, “Actually, it didn’t say anything, just that your identity is quite special, good temper, good character, very popular with girls.”
White Wen was noncommittal, lowering his head and taking a sip of milk tea.
Seeing that he didn’t add any sugar, Amelia Bright showed some surprise and asked carefully, “Isn’t this milk tea bitter? Why didn’t you add any sugar?”
The memory is that he is a very sweet person, even when drinking coffee, but also almost to pour most of the jar of sugar into it.
White Wen’s brow and eyes look light.
“Luckily, having tasted the bitterest things, these will get used to it.”
“The most bitter thing? What is it?”
White Wen looked at her gaze suddenly a little out of focus, silent for a few seconds, with a few astringent reply, said
“I once knew a girl, she said from what a person likes to eat can tell his character and future choices, she said I like to eat too much sweet things, must be a little bitter can not eat people, then she went a long time, I found the American style coffee bitter but so.”
The three most bitter things in life are separation, death, and inability to seek.
After tasting these three, the taste of more bitterness is just the same.
Amelia Bright froze for a moment, suddenly regretting that she had no words to say.
It’s a good thing that White Wen didn’t continue this heavy topic, but instead gave a lighthearted laugh.
“Why this look all of a sudden? Tell some stories only, didn’t you say that I am very popular with girls? Girls most like to listen to men tell these infatuation stories, the vast majority will be very touched after listening, touched?”
Amelia Bright restrained her unnatural look and said, in a light-hearted manner.
“The kind of girl you’re talking about is a 17 or 18-year-old girl, right? I’m running three years old, so I’m not going to be fooled by this kind of bullshit.”
The mouth said so, in fact, the heart has long been turned upside down hard.
After the waiter came and served the food, the two of them ate while bringing the conversation back to the main topic this morning, bringing up the suspicions of the Danna Keller incident.
“Are you saying that the night before the ‘Blue Eagle’ operation, Danna Keller fired a shot at the sniper site, and twice in a row, both shots hitting rocks?”
“One shot broke a stone, the other was on a thin branch about a meter and a half from the ground, and that one broke off and had burn marks on it.”
White Wen frowned and analyzed, “According to what you said, Danna Keller shooting is very accurate, even if the first shot missed, the second shot will not be so far off, from the traces of the scene, I instead think Danna Keller’s two shots are deliberately hit in these two places.”
“How is that possible? Why would she do that?” Amelia Bright showed a puzzled look.
Although she didn’t particularly understand what a sniper needed to do before combat, she at least knew that she shouldn’t put her life on the line, and every shot she fired was a chance for the enemy to observe her location.
“What if it’s someone you know?”
White Wen asked the words of her face gradually tightened, and everything went back to the initial speculation, tightly, logical.
Danna Keller found a suitable sniper spot the afternoon before the mission began. The sniper’s sniper spot had to have a wide field of view and be well concealed, but these two points were hardly compatible.
After nightfall, three kilometers from the camp and at the same time two kilometers from the ‘Condor’s’ base camp, a sneaky figure was seen in the sniper rifle’s scope.
Because of the acquaintance, so she shot a warning and left a mercy, but did not expect …
All, all in Amelia Bright’s mind a scene in the past, the whole event of the causes and consequences have gradually emerged, and even that really collaborate with the enemy betrayed figure is who, she has almost determined.
The pineapple bun and the sausage noodles on the table were cold, and the half cup of soy milk left in front of Amelia Bright was also out of heat, although the heat was still on.
Across the table, White Wen’s voice sounded at the right time
“My guess is that Danna Keller was actually killed ten hours before Blue Eagle’s combat time, and it wasn’t even her at the sniper point during the time of combat that day.”
The speculation in her own mind coincided with what White Wen said, she looked up, her eyes slightly red, her fingers snapped the corners of the table as if they were going to nestle into the table.
“So it’s true that someone at the sniper site was shooting at Farren, and the Blue Eagle team saw the attack in the direction of the sniper site, and they rightly thought it was Danna Keller shooting.”
It all makes sense.
“How long will it take to get that evidence?” She asked.
“Y border send a plane straight to Hounslow, five hours will be enough, but for the sake of concealment, my advice is to take your time and don’t rush.”
“How can I not be anxious when Danna Keller has not been buried until now?”
Looking at her mournful and indignant appearance, White Wen’s gaze was somewhat heartbroken, all hidden in the tone of the reminder
“The evidence could arrive in Hounslow tomorrow afternoon if you’re just in it to try and overturn the case for Danna Keller, but the one who’s really in cahoots with the enemy, don’t you want to catch that?”