Chapter 508: Deadly
Joanna shook her head and said, "What if he continues to pester you?" β
"I have bodyguards." Annie Cole replied with a calm face, she decided that if Matthews pestered him any more, she would teach him a profound lesson.
"I think it's better to leave it to Fang Han." Joanna said, "He's more professional. β
"If he knows the truth, he will definitely clean up Matthews, Matthews's influence is not small, it's very troublesome, it's better for me to come in person." Anne Cole snorted, "Joan, you're not allowed to report the news!" β
"Even if I don't say it, you'll be able to hide it from him, Annie, you're so naΓ―ve!"
ββ¦β¦ I'll give him a chance. β
"I advise you to forget it, he is already on fire, and it will be worse if you persuade him! β¦β¦ Just let him do it! β
"You're smart!" Anne Cole glared at her fiercely, swept at Su Yi who was driving, and knew that Su Yi would definitely tell Fang Han about today's events.
When the two got out of the car and returned to the villa, they received a call from Fang Han.
Anne Cole said that she was weak and annoyed, and received a phone call to directly ask if she was spying on herself and using the FBI's tricks on herself.
Fang Han was stunned and asked, "Annie, what's wrong?" β
"You don't know what's going on?" Anne Cole said angrily: "Don't play stupid! β
Fang Han was helpless: "I really don't know what to do,...... Is it Matthews? β
"You obviously know the way!" Anne Cole sneered.
Fang Han sighed: "Okay, did I lie to you?" What the hell is going on? β
ββ¦β¦ Let JoAnn tell you! Anne Cole snorted.
Joanna waved her hand, and Anne Cole grabbed her arm. Shoved the phone into her hand.
Joanna glanced at her fiercely, and said helplessly: "Fang Han, it's me,...... Actually, it's nothing, I just went to see Matthews, but he made a mistake and wanted to drug us! β
Anne Cole stared at her, listening carefully to the voice in the microphone, Joanna was so bad that she deliberately didn't press the speakerphone. Smiled and talked to Fang Han.
Fang Han was suddenly silent. After a while, he said lightly: "Well, I know the truth, how did you do it?" β
Anne dragged me away without saying anything to him. Pretending not to know. β
"Well done."
"According to my temper. Give him two slaps in the face first! β
"That's the end of it. Pretend that you don't know what is going on, and don't say anything to anyone. β
"Fang Han, what are you going to do?"
"Nothing. Leave it to me to deal with. β
"Fang Han, this guy Matthews is still a little influential, don't mess around, especially don't beat people, maybe you will lose your job."
"It's too underestimating me." Fang Han's laughter came through, and the two of them heard it coldly: "Don't worry, I won't use violent means, I will talk to him carefully." β
"Okay, don't hit anyone." Joanna admonished, "He's not afraid of you at all. β
Fang Han smiled: "I never use such low-level means, okay, stay away from this Matthews in the future, don't touch him again." β
"Not anymore." Joanna said.
Anne Cole's ears were almost close to Joanna's ears, she could hear it clearly, she couldn't let out a long sigh of relief when she heard Fang Han's hands, she was afraid that Fang Han would hit someone impulsively, it would be really troublesome.
"He's mad, Annie." Joanna threw her phone at her and snorted, "Aren't people's worries unreasonable?" β
Anne Cole was silent, she felt embarrassed and weak-hearted, she seemed to be unreasonable before, it was too embarrassing.
"Alright, he won't mind." Joanna patted her on the shoulder: "Let's watch a movie, don't be affected." β
"Okay." Anne Cole replied sullenly.
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A week later, in the early morning, Anne Cole was putting on makeup and preparing to start a new day of shooting, when suddenly the makeup artist rushed in with a panicked face.
Anne Cole didn't move, looking at the makeup artists rushing in from the mirror, there were three makeup artists around her, each responsible for a part of the makeup.
The one who rushed in was called Lily, who was in charge of setting the makeup after the last touch.
"Lily, what's the matter?"
"Annie, Matthews is dead!"
"Dead?" The other two makeup artists said in amazement, "Mr. Matthews? β
"Yes." Lily swallowed her saliva and said nervously, "I heard that I died of a drug overdose!" β¦β¦ I really didn't expect him to take drugs! β
In their eyes, Matthews is personable, sunny and handsome, and has nothing to do with drugs, although they know that this circle is bright on the outside and dark on the inside, they didn't expect Matthews to be this kind of person.
"Is Matthews really dead?" Anne Cole asked with a frown.
"Really!" Lily nodded hurriedly and said, "The ambulance has already pulled people away, I heard that an autopsy is going to be done, it's really miserable!" β
"The family asked for an autopsy?" Someone next to me asked.
"He only has one sister in Texas who asked for an autopsy over the phone, and she doesn't believe her brother will die," Lily said. β
"Alas......" everyone sighed.
Anne Cole's face was gloomy, and even with heavy makeup, she couldn't hide it.
Lily and the others suddenly remembered the scandal she had with Matthews a while ago, could the two really have a relationship?
They glanced at Anne Cole quietly and did not dare to talk any more, and Lily closed her mouth and went about her with the other two women, and the powder room was so quiet that you could hear a pin.
The siren sounded, and as it faded away, Lily whispered, "The police are gone,...... Can you keep filming, Annie? β
Anne Cole was confused and shook her head: "Lily, you go and ask the director." β
"It's good." Lily trotted out.
Anne Cole took out her mobile phone but put it down, she wanted to call Fang Han strongly, but she restrained herself, she couldn't mess around at this time, in case he really did it, she couldn't arouse suspicion.
Lily quickly ran over and said that the crew was going to take a break for a few days, and when the start of work would be announced, everyone would go back first and wait for news.
Anne Cole understands the impact of this incident on the crew, all the shots previously shot are invalid, and another person needs to be found to replace them, not to mention the loss of film, the delay is also a great loss, and many actors' schedules are full, and they can't tolerate this kind of accident.
She really wanted to rush to Fang Han's manor. But forcibly suppressed, returned to the villa in Beverly Hills, and called Joanna halfway.
They sat on the sofa in the living room of the villa, and there were a few newspapers on the coffee table, all of which reported on Matthews' death, and it was very lively.
"Why did he die?" Joanna shook her head, she had changed into light green loungewear, and she was light.
Anne Cole said in a low voice: "Did you say Fang Han ......?" β
Joanna was stunned, shook her head and smiled: "Annie, where do you want to go!" Fang Han couldn't force him to take drugs, right? β
"That's just as well." Anne Cole nodded.
"You think of Fang Han so amazingly." Joanna said, "I guess the most he's going to do is threaten Matthews and put him in jail." β
"I hope so." Anne Cole nodded. She also felt like she was overthinking. But there is always a vague intuition that this matter is inseparable from Fang Han.
Especially when Fang Han said at the beginning, don't tell the story of Matthews's drugging, Matthews has an accident. She had this hunch.
She thought for a moment. decided to call Fang Han. After telling about Matthews' death from drug abuse, Fang Han calmly said that he had killed himself, and no one could save him. Save your own business, he is about to clean up Matthews, put him in jail, knock him from the star to the dust, and see if he dares to come nonsense.
After hanging up the phone, Anne Cole breathed a sigh of relief, and Joanna smiled: "Look at it, it's you thinking too much!" β
Annie Cole nodded and smiled, she didn't sympathize with Matthews, she was just worried that Fang Han would be terrible if he was caught.
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After Fang Han hung up the phone, he smiled, of course Matthews' death was his masterpiece, he found Matthews at that time and came out for a cup of coffee.
Matthews was very tough, obviously he didn't take him as a super cop in his eyes, in his eyes, Fang Han was just a policeman who knew a little kung fu, not worth mentioning.
So he spoke unscrupulously, laughed at him for being too lenient, or was careful of himself, and Anne Cole didn't bother him.
Fang Han originally just wanted to fix him and let him fall a big heel, but he was so arrogant, then there was no need to show mercy to his subordinates, if he didn't die, he wouldn't die, if he wanted to find death, he would fulfill him.
He doesn't need physical contact at all to kill people, he only needs a spirit to be able to invisibly guide and make extreme moves.
Matthews himself was addicted to drugs, and he was hit by Fang Han's mental impact, and he smoked more and more, so he finally buried himself.
There was no flaw in this matter at all, his death was indeed a drug overdose, and Fang Han had not been in contact with him recently, so there was nothing to doubt.
His heart is as cold as iron now, as long as there is a threat to the people around him, he doesn't mind directly eliminating it.
"What do you think, so happy?" Ingrid came out with a bath towel, with the fragrance of shower gel on her body, her blonde hair was draped, her shoulders were as white as snow, and her collarbones were sexy.
"Matthews is dead." Fang Han sat on the sofa and shook his head.
Ingrid gently unbuckled his belt and sat down gently with her legs outstretched, her neck leaning back and letting out a long sigh.
Fang Han smiled, feeling the warmth and squeezing.
"Matthews?" Ingrid's eyes were like water, and she said softly: "The one who had an affair with Anne?" β
"Hmm." Fang Han moved slightly.
Ingrid's body trembled, as if she had been hit by electricity, and said in a greasy voice: "Why did he die?" β
"Drug overdose." Fang Han shook his head: "Look for death by yourself." β
"These stars are under a lot of pressure, not inferior to us." Ingrid sighed, her cheeks flushed as if she was drunk, and said in a trembling voice: "Drugs can anesthetize yourself and relieve stress." β
"Who doesn't stress a lot?" Fang Han snorted: "It's all about money!" β
If you don't have money, you won't be able to smoke those, but drugs are not ordinarily expensive, and ordinary people can't afford them.
Ingrid gagged his mouth with red lips and kissed him deeply for a long time, until she was almost out of breath before letting go, and snuggled softly into Fang Han's arms.
Fang Han turned over and pressed her onto the sofa, sprinting like a storm that made her scream, and then hugged her into the bedroom, got on the bed and hugged her to talk.
At this time, the mobile phone rang, and Fang Han reluctantly connected, it was Bogner's.
"Fang, do you know about Clara?" Bogner's voice was dull and slow.
"What happened to Clara?" Fang Han was stunned.
"You don't know what to do?"
"Nonsense!"
"Clara's boyfriend is missing."
Fang Han asked in surprise: "She really has a boyfriend?" β
Bogner sighed: "He is a soldier on the front line of Tara, and when he went out on patrol a few days ago, he was sniped by the enemy and was captured, and his whereabouts are still unknown, and his life and death are unknown. (To be continued......)