When Zhen Fan arrived in New York City, it was already 3:50 p.m. When he came down the ramp of the plane, someone came up from behind him and kept calling him.

"Hey, Zhen, wait!"

Zhen Fan stood up, turned his head, and saw David panting with his luggage rushing over, walking side by side with Zhen Fan: "Where are you going?" Living in New York, or traveling in New York? ”

"Los Angeles! I live in Los Angeles! Zhen Fan shook his head, "I just came to New York to come and have a look, there is nothing to do, it is okay to say that it is a trip!" Zhen Fan said as he walked.

"Well, if you don't mind, or if you're alone, you can contact me, god, I happen to be working for a travel company, here's my business card!" David said as he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhen Fan, "If you need to, you can call me, brother!" ”

"Brother?" Zhen Fan smiled, "I remember, David, goodbye, I probably don't have to call you for the time being." Zhen Fan said with a small suitcase, sped up a few steps, and walked out of the airport hall. Outside the airport, people came and went, and Zhen Fan found a taxi.

"The Marriott Hotel in the East End of Harmanton!" Zhen Fan checked his phone, and then said to the middle-aged black driver of the taxi, "Send me there." ”

"Okay, done, man!" The driver said and drove onto the road. When you get to the city, the road becomes more and more difficult to walk, mainly because traffic jams often occur, and each traffic jam will delay nearly ten minutes or more.

From JFK Airport to Harmanton, the total length is no more than sixteen miles. But it took nearly forty minutes. But it's good, the traffic in New York is better than in Los Angeles, and when you encounter traffic jams. It may take longer in Los Angeles. And more than 70 percent of households in New York don't own cars, because the government restricts driving, imposes taxes on all kinds of cars, and the construction of public transportation is very large, four times that of Washington, so the traffic situation is okay.

"You don't come to New York very often!" The driver said as he drove, "By the way, where are you from?" ”

"Los Angeles!" Zhen Fan didn't want to say more.

"Los Angeles? Ha. It's a lot worse than here, but it's not bad, I've been there. There is more traffic jam than here, and that's what makes us stronger than Los Angeles...... Oh, sorry, I didn't know you were from Los Angeles! The driver smiled. But there is not the slightest sense of apology.

"Okay. Where do you send me to kuài! And then I pay, you leave, that's okay? Zhen Fan shook his head, this guy's mouth is too much, and he looks very self-righteous.

"Okay, okay, maybe what I just said got into your heart!" The driver said, picking up speed. After a while, I arrived at the door of the hotel and stopped. Zhen Fan got out of the car, paid the fare, and walked towards the door of the hotel.

"Hey man, let's be honest, Los Angeles is pretty good!" The driver stuck his head out of the window and smiled at Zhen Fan, "Don't pay attention to what I said before, okay, I wish you a very good trip in New York!" Good bye! With that, as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the car sped out.

"A really nice trip?" Zhen Fan smiled, and then walked into the lobby of the hotel. The hall was full of people, Zhen Fan walked to the front desk, looked at the smiling waiter, and said, "I want to book a room!" ”

"Do you have an appointment?" The waiter said with a smile.

Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders: "No, so I want to ask if there is a current one?" ”

"I'll check it for you!" The waiter inquired on the computer, then nodded at Zhen Fan and smiled, "There are also luxury rooms, which need to be prepaid, the price is three hundred and fifty-two dollars, plus the tax rate of eighty-five dollars, it is four hundred and thirty-seven dollars per day, sir, how many days do you want to stay?" ”

"Two days!" Zhen Fan said, "Can I continue to renew if I need to?" ”

"Of course, anytime!" The waiter nodded at Zhen Fan, then checked it and took out the door card, "Room 8037, we will have a waiter to take you over!" ”

"Thank you!" Zhen Fan took the room card, and then a waiter walked out of the front desk, nodded at Zhen Fan and said, "Sir, please come with me!" He made a gesture of please and walked towards the elevator.

The room is room 37 on the eighth floor, the waiter opened the door, handed the room card to Zhen Fan, and said to Zhen Fan: "Sir, if you have any needs, please call our internal line!" Thank you for stopping by and have a comfortable and happy stay at the Marriott Hotel, goodbye, sir! The waiter said goodbye to Zhen Fan very politely.

Zhen Fan walked into the room, gently closed the door, and then put the small suitcase on the cabinet, and looked at the room, it was very good, it was also quite spacious, luxurious furniture, high-definition TV programs, marble bathroom and an office table, and a very comfortable chair, mini refrigerator and wifi are also must-haves. And, of course, a plush queen bed.

Standing in front of the window, open the curtains, you can see the sea view, the location is not bad. The Statue of Liberty, a landmark of New York, can also be seen from the window. Under the window is a long cabinet against the wall, and if you want to see the sea, you can sit on the cabinet and lean against the window, which is a very enjoyable angle.

Outside the suite is a small living room that also has a TV, as well as a sofa and a small round glass table. There are wine glasses on the table, but there is no wine, so you need to call the guò catering service, or of course you can buy them outside and bring them in.

Zhen Fan stood at the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, only then did he retract his gaze, although he came out with a purpose this time, he was not in a hurry, he stayed in New York for a few days, and then went to Hackensack City, New Jersey, while walking. I looked up at the time, and it was almost time for dinner.

There is a barbecue restaurant downstairs, where Zhen Fan chose, and this is a kind of barbecue in a self-service mode, the restaurant is responsible for providing grilling utensils and ingredients, choosing by himself, and then enjoying the fruits of his labor. Zhen Fan took a plate and sandwiched some chicken wings and beef jerky, and it was fine, and one person occupied a table.

There are not many people here, many are black-eyed and black-haired Asians, there are also people who drag their families, or groups of friends and colleagues, and when they barbecue, they eat and drink while talking loudly, and many of them speak Chinese. Obviously, there was a Chinese travel group staying here.

Zhen Fan couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, how can you meet Chinese tour groups everywhere? This is true in Los Angeles and in New York, and it is clear that these two places are the first choice for Chinese to travel to the United States. And because the Marriott Hotel is now being bought by Chinese capital, many times, tourists from China are designated by travel companies to stay here.

However, no one came to talk to Zhen Fan this time, and Zhen Fan was too lazy to make friends, so he ate while roasting alone, and took a few bottles of beer from the bar, and he ate very comfortably.

After eating and drinking, Zhen Fan got out of the restaurant and walked outside the hotel, he got to walk on the street, and he had a hunch that something would happen. And he felt more and more that this kind of thing had a lot to do with the guy he met on the plane.

He had already seen the face of that fat man, he would bring danger, and this danger was now more and more related to himself, Zhen Fan simply didn't think about it, and walked with his feelings, and this place was only a mile away from Times Square, he wanted to see that famous place.

Even if it was on foot, it was not too far, Zhen Fan decided to walk, and he could look at the surrounding street scene while walking. There are indeed a lot of beautiful women in New York, most of them are dressed coolly, even if they are not so hot, it is rare to see women wearing long sleeves, they are all decorating the flowers of New York City.

"Hey, man, stop!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, "If you listen to me obediently, I can consider not killing you!" ”

Zhen Fan turned his head and saw a person, a person he had just knew, yes it was the fat man, his hand was in his pocket, and he was still holding a gun-like thing in his hand, aimed at Zhen Fan. It looks like a gun in your pocket.

"I know you!" Zhen Fan said.

"I know, that's why I came to you, I followed you all the way, knowing that you were staying in the hotel in front, and I could even do it in your hotel room, but I chose this place anyway." The fat man smiled.

"You're going to kill me?"

"No, no, that's not fun, let's play a game, shall we?" The fat man smiled, "A very good game, don't play tricks, I will shoot without hesitation!" ”

"I know, you've killed people, and it's three!"

"You...... How do you know? The fat man was taken aback, and his face was a little unsightly, "Have you investigated me?" Who are you? Police? FBI？ ”

"I just know, and I know that you're in a big disaster now, don't talk about playing games, you're just the object of play!" Zhen Fan continued, then looked at the fat man and smiled, "Do you want to kill me now?" ”

The fat man pulled the trigger without hesitation, but the gun did not go off. He simply took the gun out of his pocket, pointed it at Zhen Fan, and pulled the trigger, but the gun still didn't go off. Zhen Fan didn't move, just looked at him with a smile.

When the surrounding crowd saw someone take out a gun, they immediately screamed in panic and threw it away, and someone secretly dialed 911 to call the police.

"Damn it!" The fat man heard the sound of the siren, and he didn't sweat on his forehead, he had never missed, but today it was like a ghost, everything was not going well, and it was already dark at this time, and the lights were flashing on the street. He withdrew the magazine, looked at it, the bullet didn't jam, and then put the magazine back on again.

"You don't have a chance, man, the police are coming!" Zhen Fan looked at him and smiled.

"I didn't shoot, did I?" The fat man saw that the police were outflanking from both ends of the street, and sneered, "But that doesn't mean I won't shoot in the future." With that, he rushed out of the street next to him. Unexpectedly, although he is very fat, he is agile. (To be continued......)