The American Scripture

　　 "Beep!"

　　 Early in the morning, Zhen Fan’s cell phone rang. He rubbed his eyes, then he turned over and saw the hair beside the pillow, as well as the greasy neck and shoulders exposed outside.

　　 "Damn it, so early, who is it?"

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

The woman in the quilt also woke up, she muttered dissatisfiedly, and then turned over, facing Zhen Fan, hugging his body, with a bare thigh resting on Zhen Fan’s lower abdomen, her chest soft and greasy The two groups squeezed under Zhen Fan's chest.

　　 "I am Fan Zhen!" Zhen Fan grabbed the phone.

　　 "It's me, Sarah!" A woman's voice came from the other end, "I'll be at the Bureau of Investigation within half an hour. I'll be waiting 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, 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 but yelled, "Damn it, how could I get involved in...that kind of case, okay, wait, I'll be there soon!"

　　 Zhen Fan said, opened the quilt, revealing both herself and Christine's beautiful nudes.

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

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

　　 "God, it's really bad!" Kristen raised his hands, and then patted the sheet. "Those policemen are all shit-eating heads? Haven't we been together these days?"

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

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

　　 "Honey, do you want me to call my lawyer?"

　　 Christine called out to the bathroom from the bed.

"No, Christine, I have a lawyer. I think that before that time, I will go check it out and call you later!" Zhen Fan said, after washing up, come out and hug Christine again. A moment, and then reached out and grabbed the firmness of Christine's chest.

　　 "Go, stop making trouble, contact me when it's time!"

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

　　 He hailed a taxi, and Zhen Fan received another call. The call was from Shan Pusen. He was very excited.

　　 "Zhen, have you read the news yet?"

　　 "What's the matter?" Zhen Fan was inexplicable.

"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? It happened in New York. A shooting incident..."

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

　　 Zhen Fan interrupted him quickly.

　　 "Of course, of course, do you know the reason for the shooting? The newspaper said it was because of a bottle of wine, God, we are famous!"

　　 Zhen Fan suddenly grew his mouth: "Wait, Sampson, the bottle of wine you said is not the one I gave you for auction... Oh my god, it's crazy!"

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

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

　　 "Don't tell me this, just do it yourself, anyway... I think using a dead person is not good for our reputation!"

　　 Zhen Fan is a little uncomfortable.

"No, we must first condolences the family of the deceased, and then, in order to show our sincerity, we will give them a bottle of high H﹒C﹒D for free, and then say that we will adopt strict security for the life of the purchaser. Measures, the security guards personally delivered wine to the patron’s home..."

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

　　 Maybe he heard Zhen Fan's unhappiness, Shanpusen also closed his mouth with interest, and then changed the subject, still maintaining his excitement.

　　 "Do you know what our monthly income is?"

　　 Sampson's tone was a bit proud.

　　 "Who knows, I heard that you sold a bottle of wine for a sky-high price of fifty thousand dollars, so don't we have ten million dollars in income?"

　　 This account is easy to calculate.

　　 "Yes, it's just gross profit. If you exclude various expenses and divide them, you will get nearly 3 million."

　　 Three million, Zhen Fan was stunned. 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 stunned by his own words, and couldn't help feeling smug.

　　 "Look, Zhen, how correct was the choice when working with me."

　　 Finally, Zhen Fan’s voice came over there.

　　 "Sampson...I think I have to send a savvy accountant to your company, my God, I have to look at my money, don't let you pit it!"

　　Sampson suddenly became petrified.

　　 Zhen Fan hung up the phone very 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 Bureau of Investigation, when Zhen Fan entered, Sarah was standing and sitting leaning on the desk. She was looking at a document in her hand and frowned.

　　 "Hey, Sarah!"

　　 Zhen Fan walked in and greeted Sarah.

"Zhen, it's nice to see you!" When Ren saw Zhen Fan coming over, he immediately stepped forward and gave Zhen Fan a hug, and then whispered in Zhen Fan's ear, "Is there still that kind of wine? I want another bottle!"

　　 Zhen Fan smiled.

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

　　 Zhen Fan didn't say it quietly, he said very loudly, and Sarah heard it all, so she couldn't help raising her head and looking at the two.

　　 "Now that kind of wine sells for fifty thousand dollars a bottle. After you are sure to accept it, no officials will tell you to accept bribes? Then spend the winter in prison?"

"forget it!"

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

　　 "Would you like to handcuff me?"

　　 Zhen Fan smiled and walked to Sarah, then raised her hand.

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

　　 "This is the information about the murder, please 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? Is the murder caused by the bottle of wine?"

"You knew already?"

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

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

　　 "I'm sorry, did I hear me wrong?" Zhen Fan looked at Sarah, "When did I say I want to join this case?"

　　 "You are our consultant!"

　　 "Didn't I quit?"

　　 Zhen Fan stared at Sara in surprise.

"No, you promised yourself last time!" Sarah was wearing a coat, and she smiled triumphantly at Zhen Fan. "Last time you agreed, as long as it is an important case, you will join us. It won't delay you. In addition, this case involves your wine and has something to do with you. It is very appropriate for you to join."

　　 Zhen Fan thought for a while. It really seems that he should have agreed. After so long, I still remember what, maybe it was Sarah who fooled me.

　　 "Well, I promised, just this one!"

　　 Zhen Fan decided to take a step back.

　　 "Let’s go~www.NovelMTL.com~ Don’t delay, let’s fly there!" Sarah turned her head and greeted, "Ren, Linna, let’s go!"

　　 Zhen Fan quickly followed them and walked out.

　　 "Is it a helicopter? I have never been in a helicopter!"

　　 Zhen Fan said with a smile while walking.

　　 "At 7:40, we have to go to Los Angeles Airport first, and then fly directly to Kennedy Airport, where someone from the New York Police Department will pick us up!"

　　 Ren said while drinking Zhen Fan while walking.

　　 "It's a pity!" Zhen Fan stretched out his hand, expressing helplessness, "I have never done a helicopter, have you done it? Ren?"

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

"moron!"

　　 Linna decisively walked past the two of them, slammed Renne with a word.

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

　　 Ren looked a little embarrassed and a little frustrated.

"Damn, I should keep a distance from you. Every time I'm with you, I don't get any good fruits. I will pick up the car with Linna. You can take the first car, she will take care of you. Good luck, Zhen!"

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

　　 "What are you talking about?" Sarah came over, "Zhen, I and a car, let's go!" With that, she left Zhen Fan with a back, the cool kind!