Chapter 93 Going to New York

"Toot!"

Early in the morning, Zhen Fan's cell phone rang, he rubbed his eyes, then turned over and saw the beautiful hair beside the pillow, and the greasy white neck and shoulders exposed.

"Damn, so early, who is it?"

Zhen Fan straightened his upper body, ready to go to the phone on the bedside table.

The woman in the quilt also woke up, she muttered dissatisfiedly, then turned over, faced Zhen Fan, hugged his body, put a naked thigh on Zhen Fan's lower abdomen, and her chest was soft and tender. The two groups of people squeezed under Zhen Fan's chest.

"I'm Fan Zhen!" Zhen Fan picked up the phone.

"It's me, Sarah!" A woman's voice came from the other end, "Rush to the investigation bureau within half an hour, I'll wait for you in the office."

"Why?" Zhen Fan was taken aback and asked subconsciously.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little impatient: "It's not because of you, damn it, you killed someone, now we are investigating you, don't let me come to invite you with an arrest warrant!"

"God!" Zhen Fan couldn't help shouting, "Damn it, how could I get involved in...that kind of case, well, just wait, I'll be right there!"

As Zhen Fan said, he lifted the quilt, revealing the beautiful naked bodies of himself and Christine.

"Who is it?" Christine also sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, reached out and pulled up the quilt to cover her chest, "What's the matter?"

"It's Sarah. She called and said that I was involved in a murder case. God knows, how could it have something to do with me. I'll come as soon as I get out. Don't worry, I'm not a murderer!" Zhen Fan stood up and kissed Ke Christine's mouth, and then began to dress.

"Oh my god, it's terrible!" Christine raised her hands, then patted the sheet, "Those policemen are shit-eating heads? Aren't we together these days?"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. If I really killed someone, maybe the police would have wrung me out of your bed long ago, and they would have called me in advance?"

Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, then went into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth!

"Should I call my lawyer, honey?"

Christine yelled into the bathroom from the bed.

"No, Christine, I have a lawyer. I don't think it's that time yet. I'll go and have a look first, and I'll call you later!" Zhen Fan said, having finished washing, came out, and hugged Christine again A moment, then reached out and grabbed the firmness of Christine's chest.

"Go, stop making trouble, and contact me when you arrive!"

"Goodbye, Christine!" Zhen Fan said, put on his coat, looked at Christine reluctantly, then turned and left.

After taking a taxi, Zhen Fan received another call from Sampson, who acted very excited.

"Zhen, have you read the news?"

"What's going on?" Zhen Fan was puzzled.

"Even God is helping us, I can't believe it!" Sampson was still venting his emotions, very excited, "We are famous, even more famous than last time. You know? What happened in New York A shooting incident..."

"Wait, Sampson, what does this have to do with us?"

Zhen Fan quickly interrupted him.

"Of course, of course, do you know the reason for the shooting? The newspaper said,

It's because of a bottle of wine, God, we're famous! "

Zhen Fan opened his mouth immediately: "Wait, Sampson, the bottle of wine you mentioned is not the one I gave you for auction...God, you are so crazy!"

"Yes, they are really crazy, they are crazy about your wine, this is our opportunity, we are going to use this opportunity..."

Sampson seems to have taken a stimulant, and he is very excited.

"Don't tell me this, just do it yourself. In short... I don't think it's good for our reputation to use a dead person!"

Zhen Fan felt a little uncomfortable.

"No, we first want to express our condolences to the family members of the deceased, and then to express our sincerity, we will give them a bottle of high-quality H.C.D free of charge, and then express that we will adopt strict security measures for the safety of the purchaser. Measures, take the security guards to personally deliver wine to customers' homes..."

"I said this, you can arrange it yourself!"

Maybe because he heard Zhen Fan's displeasure, Sampson closed his mouth wisely, then changed the subject, still maintaining his excitement.

"Do you know how much our income is this month?"

Sampson's tone was a little smug.

"Who knows, I heard that you sold a bottle of wine for a sky-high price of 50,000 U.S. dollars, so don't we have an income of 10 million U.S. dollars?"

This account is easy to calculate.

"That's right, it's just gross profit. After deducting various expenses, you will get nearly three million according to the share."

Three million, Zhen Fan was stunned immediately, it turned out that the money came so easily.

Sampson didn't hear Zhen Fan's voice for a long time, thinking that he was overwhelmed by his own words, he couldn't help feeling complacent.

"Look, Zhen, how correct you were when you cooperated with me back then."

Finally, Zhen Fan's voice came from over there.

"Sampson...I think, I have to send a smart accountant to your company, my God, I have to watch my money, don't let you cheat me!"

Sampson was instantly petrified.

Zhen Fan hung up the phone proudly, he was very proud of his idea. Obviously, with such a large income, if you don't send someone to watch it, you will wake up in the middle of the night.

In the investigation bureau, when Zhen Fan entered, Sarah was standing and sitting leaning against the desk. She was looking at a document in her hand, frowning.

"Hey Sarah!"

Zhen Fan walked in and greeted Sarah.

"Zhen, it's good to see you!" Seeing Zhen Fan approaching, Ren immediately stepped forward, hugged Zhen Fan, and then whispered into Zhen Fan's ear, "Is that wine still available? I want another bottle!"

Zhen Fan smiled.

"Are you sure you want me to give you that wine?"

Zhen Fan didn't say it quietly, he said it so loudly that even Sarah heard it, she couldn't help but raised her head and looked at the two of them.

"Now that kind of wine sells for 50,000 dollars a bottle. Are you sure that after you accept it, no officials will sue you for accepting bribes? Then spend the winter in prison?"

"forget it!"

Ren dejectedly, shrugged his shoulders, returned to his seat, and was glared at by Linna who was sitting next to him.

"Want to handcuff me?"

Zhen Fan walked up to Sarah with a smile, and raised his hand.

"Yes, but not now." Sarah glared at Zhen Fan, then turned half a circle, sat on the desk, picked up a stack of documents and threw them on the table.

"Here is the information about this murder case, see for yourself!"

Zhen Fan quickly shook his head: "No, I'm not interested in this! Didn't you mean the case related to me? The murder caused by that bottle of wine?"

"You knew already?"

"Of course, the newspapers all over the street are reporting this matter, why can't I know?"

"Okay, let me make a long story short, I want you to join this case, and now we are flying to New York!" Sarah was as capable as ever.

"Sorry, did I hear wrong?" Zhen Fan looked at Sarah, "When did I say I would join this case?"

"You are our advisor!"

"Didn't I resign?"

Zhen Fan stared at Sarah in surprise.

"No, you promised to come last time!" Sarah was wearing a coat while showing a smug smile to Zhen Fan, "Last time you agreed, as long as it is an important case, you will join us, and you will not be delayed. Also, this case involves your alcohol and has something to do with you, so it is very appropriate for you to join."

Zhen Fan thought about it, and it seems that he should probably agree. After so long, what do you remember? Maybe it was Sarah who fooled me.

"Okay, I promise, just this one!"

Zhen Fan decided to take a step back.

"Let's go, don't delay, let's go by plane!" Sarah greeted back, "Ren, Lena, let's go!"

Zhen Fan quickly followed them out.

"In a helicopter? I've never been in one!"

Zhen Fan walked while talking with a smile.

"The plane at 7:40, we have to go to Los Angeles Airport first, and then fly directly to Kennedy Airport, there will be people from the New York Police Department to pick us up!"

Ren walked and talked with Zhen Fan.

"What a pity!" Zhen Fan spread his hands, expressing his helplessness, "I've never made a helicopter before, have you done it? Ren?"

"Sit, of course!" Ren seemed to have a sense of superiority.

"idiot!"

Linna walked past the two of them decisively, slammed a word, and hit Renn.

"Haha, I like her, this is the hot girl, Ren, I want to compete with you!" Zhen Fan laughed.

Ryan looked a little embarrassed, and a little out of breath.

"Damn, I should keep a distance from you. Every time I'm with you, I don't get any good results. I'm going to pick up the car with Linna. You go and take the boss's car. She will take care of you. Good luck, Zhen!"

"No, no, I'll be with you!" Zhen Fan called out hastily.

"What are you talking about?" Sarah came over, "Zhen, I'm in a car, let's go!" As she spoke, she left Zhen Fan with a back view, the cool one!