Clara was annoyed and said angrily: "Why not chase after me?"

Fang Han said: "I can't run away!"

He turned the steering wheel, turned right onto a street, ran northward, and then turned right. When he encountered a narrow street, he turned right and stopped slowly.

Fang Han pointed to the car in front.

Clara recognized the previous one, turned her head and looked at Fang Han. Fang Han shook her head: "Not in the car, go."

The two got out of the car, and Fang Han took her in. It was so narrow that it could not pass through the car, so he could only walk, walked for a mile and entered a brand new apartment building.

The brand new decoration of this apartment building gives people a magnificent feeling, which is not something that ordinary people can live in. They meet security guards when entering.

The security guard was dressed in a regular manner, with a serious expression, staring at Fang Han and Clara with a bright look, ready to speak to stop them at any time.

Clara showed her ID directly, and the security guard's face changed, and she gave way honestly. Fang Han patted him on the shoulder: "It's better not to inform him."

The security guard's face changed again, and he looked at Fang Han awkwardly.

Fang Han smiled: "Which floor is the one who told you to report the news?"

"The owner of 603." The security guard said hurriedly.

He just took a little tip, and now he is here is the CIA. It is a real fatal institution. You can't be stupid anymore.

Fang Han nodded and said, "Thank you."

He and Clara went up to the sixth floor and soon arrived at 601.

Clara looked at him in surprise.

Fang Han pointed at 601 and nodded confidently.

Clara frowned and looked at him deeply.

Fang Han nodded slowly. Clara pointed helplessly, and Fang Han turned sideways to open the door to prevent anyone from shooting him from inside.

Then he pressed the door lock with his right hand, and after a moment, he opened the door silently, jumped up, and a dull "bang" sounded in the room.

Clara pulled out her gun and followed in. The living room was not big, with two chairs on a sofa, and a man in black was waving his forearm long sword and slashing Fang Han. Fang Han was just right to avoid it, but he almost failed to hit him every time.

Clara lowered the gun, and the two moved their bodies too quickly, so she could not shoot. She took a few steps back alertly to avoid the trouble of Fang Han.

She looked at the man who was waving the knife. She was about forty years old and had white hair on her temples. Her eyes were as bright as cold stars. She really had a good appearance, much stronger than Han.

His sword swing posture was very domineering and fierce, as if he could cut a mountain, while Fang Han was like a feather, advancing and retreating with the momentum of the sword.

"Ha!" The man in black shouted loudly. The sword light shone brightly.

Fang Han shouted "hey", and Clara's eyes shook, as if the world had turned around. When she came to see, the man in black had already fallen to the ground. The little sword was played with by Fang Han.

"He..." Clara said hurriedly.

Fang Han waved the little sword twice and shook his head: "A very powerful guy. But it's not the person we are looking for, look."

Clara walked over, the man in black was unconscious after closing his eyes and was motionless.

She touched his face, frowned and stared at him for a few glances, and shook her head: "It's not Hirohei Yada!"

"Can you conclude?"

"Yes," Clara nodded and said, "No matter how good Hirohei Yada's makeup technique is, it can't be hidden from my eyes. Looking at the position of his eyes, this cannot be changed."

She reached out and gestured the eyes of the man in black and shook her head: "It's definitely not Hirohei Yada!"

Fang Han frowned: "It seems that Hirohei Yada wants to consider me."

"Yada Hirohei really comes to deal with you?"

"Absolute." Fang Han nodded and said, "Let's go."

"Where is him?" Clara asked.

Fang Han said: "Let me go."

Clara said in surprise: "Let it go?!"

Fang Han nodded.

Clara looked him up and down a few times, shook her head: "I thought I heard it wrong!"

She knew that Fang Han was cruel and ruthless and would never let the enemy go easily. It was really unbelievable that she wanted to let him go this time.

Fang Han said: "This is a soldier. Do you want to pull him to the CIA?"

"Of course." Clara snorted: "I'm just about to find them unhappy!"

"Okay, take it away." Fang Han nodded.

This man's hands and legs cannot bear too much power from now on, and he cannot have extraordinary speed. He is completely useless.

Cla pulled it, but she didn't expect the man in black to be so heavy. Fang Han stepped forward and grabbed his belt and moved it out.

The security guard saw them but pretended not to see this scene.

———

"Fang Han, I found the evidence!" That morning, when Fang Han got up from Ingret's bed, he received Sun Mingyue's cell phone.

Fang Han glanced at Ingret. She was opening her eyes, lazily stretched out her snow-white arms around him, and closed her eyes again.

Fang Han said helplessly: "Have you found it?"

"Yeah." Sun Mingyue smiled proudly: "These guys are so cruel. They have killed more than a hundred people!"

"No way?" Fang Han frowned.

The domestic security is still good. Even if you cannot stop theft, you attach great importance to murder cases. The whole country works together to solve the case.

One hundred people died and the case has not been solved yet. This is almost a joke, a joke that cannot be seen in the country.

"Really!" Sun Mingyue said: "I didn't believe it at first, but later I looked at the unsolved cases in several provinces and finally found their flaws!"

"Kill more than a hundred people?" Fang Han frowned and said, "How did it do it?"

"They committed crimes." Sun Mingyue said: "From the southmost point to the northmost point, then the east to the west, crossing the maximum distance. In short, the two places were not connected together, and a total of twenty cases were done!"

Fang Han said: "No one has caught him for twenty years?"

"They are becoming more and more skillful, and they are two or three months apart. When the police are here, they will not investigate. They will commit crimes there."

"It's great to understand people's hearts." Fang Han pondered: "How did you find the evidence?"

"They did not do that in the beginning and left behind evidence."

"What?"

“A necklace.”

"How can we conclude that it is theirs?"

"Because that necklace is very strange, unlike what ordinary people can wear. Moreover, the deceased are two old people, and they don't wear necklaces of young people."

"That's how..." Fang Han nodded and said, "That's easy. I'll go back immediately."

Sun Mingyue hesitated for a moment: "Fang Han, the team leader knows that I will investigate privately."

Fang Han asked: "What's going on?"

"I mentioned to the team leader that I would coordinate with the provinces to help investigate the case. The team leader flatly rejected it. I didn't listen to him and continued to investigate it privately."

"Then you are in trouble." Fang Han shook his head and smiled.

Ingret listened with his ears. She started to learn Chinese early, and her high IQ and hard work made her progress very quickly. She could understand their words.

She looked up at Fang Han and whispered: "You want to go back to handle the case?"

Even if she doesn't understand China's national conditions, she knows that this way of doing things is a taboo. Once she is discovered by her superiors, she will be very angry and the consequences will be difficult to predict.

Fang Han nodded.

Ingret shook his head: "Don't go back."

Fang Han showed inquiring eyes.

Ingret whispered: "You are now from the FBI and have something to do with the CIA."

Fang Han looked at her and nodded slowly. He understood what she meant. If he went back now, his identity was very awkward and sensitive.

Sun Mingyue said: "Fang Han, will you come back?"

Fang Han thought for a while: "Stolen the evidence and keep it confidential for me. Can it be done?"

"No problem." Sun Mingyue said: "Don't you want people to know?"

Fang Han said: "I am now a US policeman, not a Chinese policeman. It is illegal to handle cases in China, and it is very troublesome to pursue them!"

Sun Mingyue understood and sighed: "Okay. The credit is mine again!"

"You'd better not receive this credit."

"That's too cheap, the team leader!"

"If you don't want to be promoted, just make a contribution!"
To be continued...