Chapter 544： : China has more than just dumplings (2/2)

That night it was the town where the black man drove them to, and it was precisely that night, in an abandoned factory near the town, where Phil was killed.

If these were connected, it would be easy to think of Lin Fan and the others.

However, the black man is not Sherlock Holmes, he is just an ordinary taxi driver, and he did not associate this matter with Lin Fan and the others.

”To be honest, I really don't like Citigroup. There are shootings and terrorist disturbances almost every day. Unfortunately, my current financial conditions are limited. Otherwise, I really want to immigrate to other countries and stay away from those who are scared. Day...Lin, are you Huaxia safe? Are there so many shootings every day?”

As soon as the black topic changed, he didn't get too entangled in the killing of Phil.

This is normal. He is an ordinary person. For him, this kind of thing is nothing more than an after-dinner conversation.

Who killed Phil, and how much hatred there is between them, it has nothing to do with him.

Instead, I used this topic to talk about Citigroup's security issues.

Lin Fan smiled softly: ”Firearms are forbidden, and it is illegal to carry knives. In China, you can even go home late at night!”

During the two days at Citigroup, Lin Fan clearly discovered that every day after dark, blood, violence, crime and fear are everywhere.

As long as you are not careful, you are likely to encounter an attack.

This is true for both locals and foreign tourists.

Therefore, Citi’s night is not safe and a place full of sin.

Compared with Huaxia, this is a huge difference.

In China, although I dare not say that you can sleep with the door open, the chance of encountering danger is definitely much lower than in Citigroup.

Hearing this, Swenson's eyes flashed enviously, and he said enviously: ”Lin, I used to like you Huaxia very much. Now that I meet you, I yearn for the life there. I believe that one day you will see me in Huaxia. , I will try my best to become a Chinese!”

”Hehe, welcome anytime!”

Just as a few people were talking and laughing, the taxi was already parked on the roadside of the airport.

However, this time Svensson did not ask Lin Fan for money.

”Lin, I like you. You are my friend. I shouldn't be asking for money for the car. In addition, I wish you good luck. I hope you can meet you next time. You can invite me to eat Chinese dumplings!” Swensen smiled Said.

”Of course, we Huaxia not only only have dumplings, but also many special delicacies. Looking forward to your arrival!” Lin Fan answered with a smile.

Swenson nodded and stepped on the accelerator.

The car quickly turned around, and went straight to the direction it came and quickly left.

Lin Fan didn't even think that he would make the next black friend on a trip to Citigroup.

The impression of Svensson is that he is talkative, kind and cheerful.

If there is such a day, I will meet in China.

Lin Fan might even invite him to eat steamed buns...,...