Master Qin took the struggling little cub and walked over to the flight hall.

  The 3:15 flight is very punctual.

  The special diplomatic passage is different from the ordinary passage. You only need to check the suitcase to travel together.

  The assistant went through the formalities first, "Prince, everything is ready, you can go in."

  The conditions of the diplomatic lounge are very good.

  What you want.

  Qin Zong chose a seat at random, leaned his right hand on the edge of the sofa, his slender legs were overlapped, and his whole body was full of cold and extravagant air.

   Yantao looked at it and thought: My home is really beautiful.

  She took the hot water from the assistant, smiled, and moved to Master Qin ticklely.

  "Vertical~"

  Just about to talk, the assistant’s phone ringing suddenly rang.

  Yantao raised her brows and glanced at it. When the assistant answered the phone, her expression changed slightly.

After he finished the call, he looked at Yan Tao, "His Royal Highness, it is Officer John of the FBI," the assistant said hesitantly. "He said that the case in the West Street District has changed again. After the murderer caught it, there were two more incidents. Homicide. They suspect that they caught the wrong person and want to ask you to stay in New York for a while."

  Assistant: "His Royal Highness, I will change the flight right away."

  The real Joshua Newman has a fanatical love for solving crimes, but he has no talent.

  FBI's crime consultant was made by his father with money.

  For the FBI, Joshua Newman is equivalent to a mobile money bag.

   Solving the case or something, he will not be asked to intervene at all.

  "Who said I was changing my flight?"

   Yan Tao picked up her beautiful peach eyes, and said coldly, "Go back to Moss."

  The assistant was stunned: "But, but Officer John wants you in ten minutes..."

  The words were silent, and the assistant swallowed the rest of the words in the cool eyes of the young man.

  His Royal Highness the prince seems to be in a bad mood at this time...

  It’s better to be a man with his tail sandwiched.

  Ten minutes later, the phone rang again.

  The assistant was about to pick up. Yan Tao Subai stretched out his hand and took the phone casually.

  There was a rough male voice on the phone.

   "What the **** is going on?! Why is it not yet?!"

   John's attitude of reprimanding when he opened his mouth made Young Master Yan's brows slightly cool, and she said coldly, "It's usually dogs that bark everywhere."

  John was taken aback.

  He subconsciously glanced at the person's name on the phone screen, and he was sure it was correct.

My brows were erected immediately, "Joshua, you are a consultant, but the policeman who had a murder case on West Street was not there and scolded the policeman in charge. Do you know if you are going to be dismissed from office? You are involved in the case of the West District. Now you are involved. In this way, the murderer is still out there to kill, but an innocent person is locked inside the wall. It's all your fault, you know?!"

"I don't know how many people are paying attention to this case. Mr. Mayor called me twice. I was so busy. It's okay for you to go on vacation?" John sneered. He knew Joshua's temperament and didn't have the courage to refuse. He said, "I warn you, it's best to go back to the office immediately. Otherwise, if you lose your identity as a consultant, I can't keep you!"

   Waiting for Yan Tao to react, he hung up the phone with a bang.

  Master Yan listened to the beeping sound on the phone, and his pretty brows were raised coldly.

  Na...

  It’s been a long time since anyone dared to speak to her in such a superior tone...

  I really miss it.

   Yan Tao chuckled lightly, and the shining pupils glowed with a cool light.

  She said coolly, "Tell me to show up in front of him within half an hour?"

   "Prince, don't be angry..."

  Obviously, it is normal to be scolded and instructed. This time, looking at the prince’s thin eyes, the assistant felt inexplicably frightened in his heart...