Joanna shook her head and said, "What if he continues to pester you?"

"I have a bodyguard." Anne Cole replied with a serious face, and she decided to teach him a profound lesson if Matthews tangled again.

"I think it's better to leave it to Fang Han." Joanna said: "He's more professional."

"If he knows, he will definitely deal with Matthews. Matthews has a great influence and is very troublesome. Why not come in person?" Annikoll snorted: "Joan, you are not allowed to inform me!"

"Even if I don't say it, you can hide it from him, Anne, you're too naive!"

"...I will persuade him."

"I'll just let it go, I'll advise you. He's already full of anger, and it's even worse if you persuade him!... Just let him deal with it!"

"You are smart!" Annie Cole glared at her fiercely, and swept at Sue who was driving, knowing that Sue would definitely tell Fang Han what happened today.

When the two got out of the car and returned to the villa, they received a call from Fang Han.

Annie Cole said he was guilty and angry. When he received a call, he directly asked if he was surveillance and applied the F-pirth to himself.

Fang Han asked in surprise: "Annie, what happened?"

"Don't you know what's wrong?" Annie Cole said angrily: "Don't pretend to be stupid!"

Fang Han had no choice but to: "I really don't know,... it was Matthews?"

"You know clearly!" Anne Cole said angrily.

Fang Han sighed: "Okay, have I lied to you? What happened?"

"...Let Joan tell you!" Anne Cole snorted.

Joanna waved her hand quickly, and Annikoll grabbed her arm and stuffed her phone into her hands.

Joanna gave her a fierce look and said helplessly: "Fang Han, it's me... Actually, it's nothing. She just went to see Matthews, but he was so stupid that he actually wanted to drug us!"

Annie Cole stared at her and listened carefully to the sound in the microphone. Joanna made a bad move and deliberately refused to press the hands-free. She smiled and talked to Fang Han.

Fang Han suddenly fell silent. After a moment, he said lightly: "Well, I understand, how did you do it?"

"Annie pulled me away, not saying much to him. She pretended not to know."

"well done."

"According to my temper, slap him twice first!"

"This matter has ended here. You just pretend not to know, and no one should say it!"

"Fang Han, what are you going to do?"

"Nothing. Leave it to me."

"Fang Han, this guy Matthews is still a bit influential. Don't do anything randomly, especially if you can't hit people, you might lose your job."

"I underestimate me too much." Fang Han's laughter came through, and the two of them felt chilled when they heard it: "Don't worry, I won't use violent means, I will talk to him carefully."

"Okay, don't hit anyone." Joanna reminded: "He is not afraid of you taking action."

Fang Han smiled and said, "I never use such low-level methods. OK. Stay away from Matthews in the future and don't get involved with him."

"No more." Joanna said.

Annie Cole's ears were almost close to Joanna's ears, and she could hear clearly. She heard that Fang Han would not breathe a sigh of relief. She was afraid that Fang Han would hit someone impulse, which would be really troublesome.

"He's so angry, Anne." Joanna threw her cell phone and snorted, "Isn't their worries unreasonable?"

Anne Cole said nothing. She felt embarrassed and guilty. She seemed to have made trouble in the past, which was too embarrassing.

"Okay, he won't mind." Joanna patted her on the shoulder: "Let's watch a movie, don't be affected by the mood."

"Okay." Anne Cole replied in a slump.

———

A week later, Annie Cole was putting on makeup and preparing to start the shooting of a new day. Suddenly the makeup artist rushed in with a look of panic.

Annie Cole was still in motion, looking at the makeup artist rushing in from the mirror. There were three makeup artists around her, each responsible for some of the makeup.

The one who rushed in was Lily, responsible for the final makeup.

"Lily, what's the matter?"

"Anne, Matthews is dead!"

"Dead?" the other two makeup artists said in surprise: "Mr. Matthews?"

"Yes." Lily swallowed her saliva and said nervously: "I heard that she died of excessive drug use!...I really didn't expect him to take drugs!"

In their eyes, Matthews was elegant, sunny and handsome, and had nothing to do with drugs. Although he knew that the circle looked glamorous and dark inside, he didn't expect Matthews to be such a person.

"Martheus is really dead?" Anne Cole asked frowned.

"Really!" Lily nodded quickly and said, "The ambulance has pulled the person away. I heard that it is going to be an autopsy. It's really miserable!"

"Family members requested an autopsy?" someone asked next to him.

Lily said: "He has only one sister in Texas and asked for an autopsy by phone. She doesn't believe that her younger brother will die."

"Oh..." Everyone sighed.

Annikoll's face was gloomy, and even with heavy makeup, it could not be covered.

Lily and the others suddenly remembered the rumors she had with Matthews a while ago. Could it be that they really have a relationship?

They glanced at Annie Cole quietly, not daring to talk anymore, Lily also shut up and started busy with the other two women. The dressing room was so quiet that it was sniffed.

The police sounded and gradually moved away. Lily whispered: "The policeman is gone, can you continue to take pictures, Anne?"

Annie Cole was in a mess and shook her head: "Lily, go and ask the director."

"Okay." Lily trotted out.

Annie Cole took out his cell phone but put it down again. He strongly wanted to call Fang Han, but he was restrained. He could not do anything at this time. If it was really his, he could not attract suspicious eyes.

Lily ran over quickly and said that the crew would take a break for a few days and when the orders would be announced, everyone would go back first to wait for the news.

Annie Cole understood the impact of this incident on the crew. All the shots shot before were invalidated and someone else needed to be replaced. Not to mention the lost film, the time wasted and the loss was also a lot of losses. Many actors were full of schedules, which could not tolerate such accidents.

She wanted to rush to Fang Han's manor, but forced herself to suppress her, returned to the villa in Beverly Hills, and called Joanna halfway.

They sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa, with some newspapers on the coffee table, all reporting on Matthews's death, which was very lively.

"Why did he die?" Joanna shook her head. She had changed into light green home clothes and was all over.

Annikoll whispered: "Do you think it's Fang Han..."

Joanna was stunned, shook her head and smiled, "Annie, where have you been thinking about it! Fang Han couldn't force him to take drugs, right?"

"That's true." Anne Cole nodded.

"You think Fang Han is so amazing." Joanna said: "I guess he will threaten Matthews at most to arrest him in prison."

"I hope." Annie Cole nodded. She also felt that she was thinking too much. But she always had an inexplicable intuition that this matter was unrelated to Fang Han.

Especially when Fang Han said that she should not tell the story of Matthews's drug. When something happened to Matthews, she had this premonition.

She thought about it and decided to call Fang Han and talk about Matthews' death from drug use. Fang Han calmly said that he was seeking death and no one could save him. After saving his own affairs, he was about to deal with Matthews, let him go to prison, and beat him from a star to mortal world, and see if he dared to do anything.

After hanging up the phone, Annie Cole breathed a sigh of relief, Joanna smiled and said, "Look, you're thinking too much!"

Anne Cole nodded and smiled. She was not sympathizing with Matthews, but was worried that Fang Han would be caught.

———

After Fang Han hung up the phone, he smiled. Matthews's death was of course his masterpiece. He found Matthews at that time and came out to have a cup of coffee.

Matthews was very tough and obviously didn't take him as a super policeman seriously. In his eyes, Fang Han was just a policeman who knew a little kung fu, and was not worth mentioning.

So, speaking unscrupulously, laughing at him for being too polite, and being careful of himself, Annie Cole would not bother him.

Fang Han originally wanted to mess with him and make him fall a big shot, but he was so arrogant, so he didn't have to show mercy anymore. If he didn't die, he wouldn't die. If he wanted to die, he would help him.

He doesn't need physical contact at all to kill people. He only needs a spirit to guide him invisibly and make extreme actions.

Matthews was taking drugs himself and was hit by Fang Han's mental shock. He sucked more and more violently, so he finally ruined himself.

There is no flaw in this matter. His death was indeed an overdose of drugs, and Fang Han had not contacted him recently, so there was nothing to doubt.

He is now cold and as long as he threatens the people around him, he doesn't mind destroying them directly.

"What are you thinking, so happy?" Ingret came out in a bath towel, with the fragrance of shower gel on his body, his blonde hair was scattered, his exposed shoulders were as white as snow, and his collarbone was sexy.

"Matthews is dead." Fang Han sat on the sofa and shook his head.

Ingret gently unbuttoned his belt, spread his legs and sat down gently, and leaned back his neck and let out a long sigh.

Fang Han smiled, feeling the warmth and squeezing.

"Matthews?" Ingret's eyes were like water and he whispered: "The one who had a rumor with Anne?"

"Yes." Fang Han moved slightly.

Ingret's body trembled, as if he was hit by an electric current, and said in a slight voice: "Why is he dead?"

"Overdosage." Fang Han shook his head: "I'm looking for death."
To be continued...