There were two big black men standing at the door of the bar, with Catherine's thin waist and thick muscles that seemed to be about to break the T-shirt, emitting an oily luster.

They stood at the door like two iron towers, and their cold eyes had a deterrent force.

Fang Han glanced at the two of them and frowned. He could feel the faint smell of blood on them, which should have been killed.

When he arrived at the door, Fang Han asked, "Catherine, who is the bar owner?"

Katherine said, "Drizzt, what's wrong?"

"This Drizzt is a gangster, right?"

"You know, there are some backgrounds in opening a bar, and there are more than a dozen accusations against him, but there is no evidence, and he will not do those things himself."

Fang Han smiled: "Is he a godfather?"

"He can only be considered a big fish, far from that." Catherine said.

The two of them had already entered the bar as they spoke, and the music was shaking. They felt as if they were standing on the beating floor. Under the blurred light, the men and women twisted their limbs, exuding their negative thoughts with wild and enthusiastic expressions.

Fang Han frowned and shook his head.

"You don't like this?" Katherine yelled.

Fang Han shook his head.

"Then let's go upstairs!" Catherine pointed upstairs.

The two of them went up the second floor along the mercerated wooden staircase. The second floor was specially designed, with sound-absorbing wallpaper and floor, and the sound became much weaker.

This is more like a bar, with the dim lights very soft, with tables sitting around each other, chatting casually, drinking leisurely, and having the noise below as the background, it makes it more quiet and leisurely here.

The two sat down at a red round table, face to face, called the bartender to order two snacks and two bottles of wine, and chatted while drinking.

Some people sitting here get up and dance down, sweating all over, come back, and think about moving very much, and think about being quiet very much. It is indeed a very pleasant place to move and stillness.

"Fang, I've seen your information." Catherine's face became more and more charming under the light, her eyes were like stars, and her eyes were straight through the heart.

Fang Han sipped a sip of sweet wine and smiled and said, "Information?"

Katherine said: "Your resume is very simple. I learned about you from a friend of the Mission Agency. I was surprised."

Fang Han said: "Do you believe in my psychic skills?"

Katherine's eyes shined: "I have always been unbelievable, but your experience is too amazing to think of other explanations."

Fang Han smiled and said, "Actually, this is due to the fact that Chinese Kung Fu has reached a certain level."

"Is Chinese Kung Fu real?" Katherine said: "I thought it was like our magic, just a legend... I know you are a famous martial artist in China and have a famous movie star girlfriend."

Fang Han said: "The information is quite detailed."

Katherine tilted her head and asked, "How powerful are your kung fu?"

Fang Han gently reached out his hand. The cup on Catherine's table flew up and fell on his hand. The drop of wine had not spilled, as if he reached out and took it gently.

Fang Han opened his hand and the cup fell to its original position like a feather.

Catherine widened her eyes, reached out to pick up the wine glass and drank it all, looking up and down to see if it was a magician's prop.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled. Take a sip of sweet wine.

Catherine snapped her fingers and asked the waiter to change to a crystal square cup, not the previous goblet, and stared at Fang Han with wide eyes.

Fang Han understood what she meant. After the waiter left, he gently opened his hand, and a square cup of water with a capacity of four liang flew into his hand.

He let go of his hand and the crystal square cup fell back to its original position.

"Is this kung fu?" Catherine took a deep breath and stared at him deeply: "It's almost magic!"

Fang Han smiled: "Chinese Kung Fu has layers. The first layer is to train the body and the second layer is to train qi. Qi is an invisible and qualitative energy that can affect the outside world after being highly condensed."

"Angry..." Catherine nodded slightly: "The key to solving the case is to be angry, right?"

Fang Han nodded: "Absolutely."

"Wonderful!" Katherine exclaimed.

Fang Han smiled and said nothing.

After a moment, Catherine spoke: "What do you think of this case?"

Fang Han took a sip of wine: "I can do very little, I can only determine which one is the murderer. But it is useless if there is no evidence."

"Can you conclude?" Catherine asked.

Fang Han smiled and said, "No problem."

Catherine blinked her eyes and pondered: "We are too incompetent to know who the murderer is and if we can't catch the evidence!"

Fang Han shook his head and smiled, "It's useless to meet a criminal with high IQ. It's not a good idea to know that he is the murderer."

"That kind of people are a minority after all." Catherine smiled and said, "Fang, happy cooperation!"

Fang Han looked at her beautiful face: "Do you really believe me?"

Katherine said: "Waiting for your proof!"

Fang Han said: "Okay, let's try this case. Go to the scene tomorrow. I want to find the murderer."

"No problem." Catherine nodded.

The two of them were drinking while talking, and unknowingly they had drunk two bottles of sweet wine. Fang Han felt nothing. He had a strong liver function and had long dissolved the alcohol.

Catherine blushed, her eyes were moving in a very moving way. She usually gave people a shrewd and capable feeling, but she couldn't scare Fang Han. He stared at her and smiled and said, "Catherine, you are beautiful."

Catherine glanced at him sideways: "Aren't you Chinese all very conservative?"

Fang Han smiled and said, "The appreciation of beauty is the same. You are very beautiful. You should be a model or an actor. Why do you become a policeman?"

"Personal preference." Catherine stood up: "Go down and dance!"

She said as she went downstairs, Fang Han followed closely behind, and the two entered the dance floor and twisted. Catherine's dance was charming, her petite body seemed to have endless energy, and her movements were flexible and powerful. Fang Han gently touched her, relaxed and rhythmic, and very harmonious.

The two strong young men slowly leaned over, looked at Fang Han in the colorful lights, and finally landed on Catherine and then pasted them.

Catherine was dancing to the point of excitement, ignored the two of them, turned around and continued to dance with Fang Han, who was too lazy to pay attention to these two boring guys.

You will inevitably encounter such people on the dance floor and take advantage of them. Generally speaking, just ignore them and make them boring, so there is no need to make a fuss.

Fang Han's figure is medium in China, but when he gets here, he becomes short. His thin figure is thin to outsiders.

The two strong young men drank two more drinks, and when they saw Fang Han, they felt an inexplicable sense of superiority and decided to take his beauty and gain the pleasure of bullying.

Fang Han frowned, saw the two of them surrounding each other again, pulled Catherine back to the second floor and sat back on the original position.

Catherine was sweating profusely and became more and more radiant. She said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you beat them up?"

Fang Han said: "It's not too late, go back!"

Catherine looked at Fang Han, shook her head and said, "Don't you have a lot of skills?"

Fang Han said: "Kung Fu is protected by the use of self-reliance, not to cause trouble. The owner of this bar is not an ordinary person, so it is better to cause trouble less."

Catherine stared at him for a while and nodded slowly: "You are calm, very good!"

Fang Han smiled: "Is this a test?"
Chapter completed!