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Chapter 210 Cat Shit Coffee

"Boss, I went to the Porter Gallery and asked. They said that a Mr. Schneider sent this painting "Lady on the Sofa" to the exhibition, but they didn't know him. They just thought the painting was very beautiful.

Okay, that’s why I agreed to participate in the exhibition. Originally, they wanted to buy the painting, but Mr. Schneider refused and took the painting away after the exhibition. Originally, I wanted to investigate Mr. Schneider, but about him

There is really too little information,”

After reading the letter written by Maxim to herself, Tang Ning couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, because this meant that the clues were almost lost again, and the only useful harvest was the name Schneider.

Just when Tangning was feeling depressed, Deanna walked in carrying a delicate box and said happily: "Teacher, I got some really good coffee beans, let me give them to you to try!"

After saying that, he started working very proactively, then brought a cup of steaming hot coffee to Tang Ning and said diligently, "Teacher, please try it!"

Tangning took a sip. Although she thought it didn't taste very good, it felt surprisingly familiar. She frowned and asked, "Deanna, what kind of coffee is this?"

"This is called cat poop coffee, haven't you heard of it?" Deanna replied proudly.

Hearing the words "cat poop coffee", Tang Ning suddenly realized why she felt this strange smell was so familiar. Didn't she just get a can of it because of the reputation? But as a coffee drinker, she only made one cup.

I threw it in the cupboard to collect dust.

So he sighed and said: "It comes from Indonesia. It is almost the most expensive coffee in the world. You are really thoughtful, but it is a pity that the money is wasted!"

In fact, cat poop coffee, also known as civet coffee, is indeed one of the most expensive coffees in the world, costing hundreds of dollars per pound. It is said that the cause is that coffee farmers in Indonesia discovered that wild civet cats like to steal coffee beans.

In particular, the coffee beans they steal are of the highest quality, which makes farmers very angry and regard them as mortal enemies.

Later, I don’t know which talented guy discovered that the coffee beans eaten by civet cats would actually be pulled out intact. Then I don’t know what he thought, and he actually took out the coffee beans from the civet cat feces.

The coffee beans were brewed into coffee, and it turned out that it had a different flavor, so one of the most expensive coffees in the world was born.

"So teacher, you know!" Deanna said with some disappointment.

"Of course I know. Even because of the high price of cat poop coffee, there are now heretics like elephant coffee and squirrel coffee!" Tangning said bitterly. As for the reason for the resentment, everyone can just think of it.

"Hey, that's really disgusting!" Deanna looked disgusted, then asked, "Teacher, do you think this cat poop coffee tastes good?"

Tangning shook her head without hesitation and replied, "I don't like it anyway!"

"Actually, me too!" Deanna agreed, and then explained: "Actually, I was hesitant about whether to get some of this high-end coffee to increase sales."

Before Deanna could finish her words, Tangning interrupted: "I don't think this is a good idea for your cafe. Just use the coffee that Nicole sent from Brazil. It's fine. It's not necessary."

Make all this mess." That's right, now Deanna's coffee beans are all sent to her by Nicole from Brazil.

While the two were chatting, the old butler Rob suddenly arrived. Deanna said goodbye and left. Then Rob said to Tangning: "Master, I want to ask if there is anything you need me to do recently.

If not, I plan to go to Memphis again!”

"It's okay. You can go ahead. It seems you didn't have a good time in Memphis last time. So, all your expenses this time will be considered mine!" Tangning waved her hand.

Rob quickly explained: "Master, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant. In fact, I accidentally saw Miss Atlanta's butler Mr. Brooke on the road today, who looked very much like the Haydack I met in Memphis, so I wanted to go to Memphis again.

Check it out!”

"But if you haven't already seen this Haidak in Memphis, then what else are you going to investigate?" Tangning asked in confusion.

"I didn't make it clear just now. Mr. Haidak is said to be a twin, and I only met my brother Zach Haidak, so I want to check where my younger brother Richard Haidak was during this time.

Not in Memphis!" Rob replied.

Only then did Tangning understand what he meant: "Oh, you mean the winner of Miss Atlanta, Mr. Brooke, might be this Richard Haydack?"

Rob nodded and replied: "It's very possible, because they are so similar! Especially since they are both in Memphis, it's hard to believe this is a coincidence!"

"Then what does this Haidak brother do?" Tangning asked again.

"Ballroom thug!"

"That exactly corresponds to Miss Margaret's identity!"

Rob agreed: "Yes, so I want to go to Memphis to check again. If it can be confirmed that Richard Haydock is Brooke, then it can almost be verified that Miss Margaret is Alexander!"

"Okay, you go ahead, but since this Haidak brother is a thug, you must be careful!" Tangning reminded.

"Master, don't worry, I won't let them notice it!" Rob promised.

At the same time, at Miss Alexander's house, the housekeeper Brooke was sitting carelessly on the sofa, smoking with his legs crossed and casually said to the "master": "The letter from my brother said that someone is investigating you in Memphis!"

Alexander didn't seem to mind the butler's impolite behavior, but frowned and asked: "Did someone recognize me? Otherwise, why would they go to Memphis to check on me? Does Zach know who the person who investigated is?"

Brooke shook his head and replied: "I don't know, I just know he is an old man! But he is very cunning. Originally, Zach wanted to catch him for questioning, but he ran away on the train."

"Normally no one in New Orleans should know me. What's the problem?" Alexander muttered.

Brooke said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, my brother said that the old man didn't find anything useful, and even if he did, it doesn't matter. Anyway, we haven't done anything yet!"

"That's not possible, let's let Bailey check in private to see who this guy is!" Alexander ordered.

PS: After watching two episodes of "Are You Safe?", to be honest, I felt it was average and the pace was too slow, but the anti-fraud science at the end was quite interesting.


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