Fang Han frowned and said, "Special plane? Is it as if it's so urgent?"

Ingret explained: "The case has never been clues. The time for the President's restriction order is coming soon. There is no way to force me, so I can only ask you for help!"

"I'm so flattered!" Fang Han snorted: "I don't want to go!"

"Fang Han..." Ingret said helplessly: "At this time, don't be angry anymore. If you don't solve this case, the entire police system and the f-pants will become laughing stocks!"

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Fang Han said angrily: "Are you soft-hearted?"

"I'm also a policeman." Ingret said: "Please, Fang Han!"

Fang Han remained silent. After a while, he reported the name of the hotel, put down his cell phone, and Fang Han came to Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong looked at him: "Is there anything wrong?"

Fang Han smiled bitterly: "I have something to do to withdraw first."

"Where to go?" Zhang Tong asked.

Fang Han said: "Return to the United States."

"The plane will only be available tomorrow morning." Zhang Tong said.

Fang Han shook his head: "There is a special plane coming to pick me up."

Zhang Tong frowned and looked at him, shook his head: "What's wrong with f?"

Fang Han nodded helplessly.

Zhang Tong said: "Okay, serious matters are important."
Chapter completed!