Zhou Zhi said: "I'm very curious, how could you be with Annie Cole."

Fang Han smiled and said, "When you have intersections when you perform a task, you become friends."

"Annie Cole is such a goddess. She can actually fall in love with a little policeman." Zhou Zhi shook his head and smiled, feeling more and more that Annie Cole's beauty was. A flower was inserted into cow dung.

Jiang Xiaowan said: "Zhou Zhi, what's wrong with you? Why did Annie Cole do in front of Hairong? You're determined not to feel happy!"

Zhou Zhi was stunned and suddenly realized, and widened his eyes: "This...this, Mr. Qi and Fang Han, you guys..."

Qi Hairong smiled with a pursed lips and said, "Did you say that my old cow eats tender grass?"

"No, how could it be..." Zhou Zhi was incredible. He looked at Qi Hairong and then at Fang Han, his eyes flashing.

Qi Hairong gave a very good impression. She originally thought that entertainment giants and strong women would be very strong. When they get along, they found that she was understanding, gentle and charming, and she was really the best among women.

No woman like this doesn’t like? Even when chasing Jiang Xiaowan, she couldn’t help but feel moved when she saw her. In the end, she found that it was Fang Han’s girlfriend!

Such a beautiful woman actually fell in love with a little policeman. God is so eyeless. Fang Han looks average, he is as stupid as a piece of wood, and he can't speak at all. It's really nothing great to know how to do a little kung fu. Which of those martial arts teams and special forces soldiers is doing well?

Jiang Xiaowan said: "You are so good, but you can only react?"

Zhou Zhi shook his head and said, "I'm a little surprised!"

"Fuss!" Jiang Xiaowanbai glanced at him and snorted: "Fang Han, after I go over, you have to ask for leave to play with me!"

"No problem." Fang Han nodded.

The Thirteenth Bureau was very leisurely and there were almost no major cases. They were the serious case team, and they were not their turn to take care of ordinary cases.

"I agreed!" Jiang Xiaowan said.

Zhou Zhi's heart was surging and it was still difficult to balance. He looked at Fang Han and Qi Hairong, and was heartbroken. No matter how smart a woman was, she would even look at Fang Han!

At this moment, the whistling sound of the engine came, and the "squeaking" brake sounded, and several cars parked outside almost at the same time.

The wind chimes sounded at the door, and two foreign white men came in, one in their thirties and the other in their fifties, with steady steps.

After they came in, they glanced at Fang Han, and then quickly came over. The fifty-year-old white man smiled: "Mr. Fang, I am Smith Jane, the military officer of the embassy."

He speaks fluent Chinese and has a Beijing flavor.

Fang Han shook his hand: "Hello, Mr. Smith, what's the point?"

Smith glanced at Jiang Xiaowan and the other two.

Fang Han said: "It's okay."

Smith hesitated and whispered: "Mr. McCann was assassinated. Ms. McCann and Mrs. Nancy asked Mr. Fang to return to New York immediately!"

Fang Han frowned immediately: "McCann?"
Chapter completed!