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Ren He walked slowly back to the hotel with his cello case on his back, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

At this time, the sirens in the distance whistled from far to near, as if something terrible had happened.

When the police car passed by Ren He, Ren He happened to pass by a small coffee shop that was about to close, and the reason why it was small was because it was just a small window on the side of the road. There are many of these coffee shops in Europe, but they are more popular, most notably in Italy, a country where almost everyone drinks coffee.

Sometimes, the best coffee comes from these small shops, Ren He has heard of it, he silently looked at the police car heading towards the Park Building Hotel, turned his head and asked the boss: "Do you still sell coffee?"

The boss was a middle-aged Dutchman, and when he heard Ren He's question, he smiled and said, "Sell, what do you want to buy?"

Ren He seems to have heard someone say in his previous life that black coffee is very delicious to taste, and he doesn't know too much: "Let's have a cup of black coffee." ”

The boss washed his hands and got busy again, the machine for grinding coffee rang again, and Ren He was standing on the side of the road waiting.

"Are you coming to the Netherlands to study music?" the boss chatted with Ren He, and at this time it seemed that there were only two of them left on the street.

"Yes," Ren He nodded: "Come to learn music." ”

"When I was young, I also wanted to learn music, I wanted to learn piano, but I gave up halfway, young man, you must hold on," the boss said while busy in his hands: "A girl at my door played the violin a while ago, and she played the violin very well, and I wanted to start learning piano again every day when I heard her play the violin......"

Ren He didn't know why he was talking so much with this middle-aged Dutch coffee shop owner, but after a battle, his mood was a little out of his mind.

He thought for a moment and said, "It's not too late to pick it up again." ”

"Haha, really?" The boss seemed a little happy when he heard Ren He say this, and then three police cars drove in the distance, and he suddenly worried: "I don't know what happened, the customer in the store just now said that the three loud noises just now were not thunder, but the sound of sniper guns......"

The sound of the sniper rifle was so loud that it was only 200 meters from the hotel where Ren He shot here, so it was normal for them to hear it.

"Sniper rifle, really?" Ren He asked as if surprised, once the master's acting skills are activated, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the real from the fake......

"I didn't expect that the security in Amsterdam is so bad now, there are sniper rifles on the streets," the boss seemed to sigh: "But don't worry, young man, learn your music in Amsterdam with peace of mind, there were few such things in the past, don't be afraid." ”

Ren He was happy in his heart, of course he was not afraid, because the three shots themselves were fired by himself. But this inexplicable feeling of being comforted by passers-by seems to be pretty good......

At this time, the black coffee that Ren He asked for was also good, the boss handed it to Ren He, and suddenly asked on a whim: "Can you play a cello for me, this cup of coffee is considered to be given to you?"

Ren He thought about it and found that he could only refuse, how could he have any cello in this box, if he took out a sniper rifle from the box, would the boss be scared to death?

Or don't!

Ren He is now in the Netherlands, and I'm afraid no one knows that just an ordinary-looking student like him is the fanatic who dares to ambush the CIA. This feeling is a bit like a chivalrous man in a martial arts novel, brushing away from the situation, hiding his merit and fame.

He took a sip of black coffee as he walked back......

Burst!

So bitter?!

Ren He's egg hurt at that time, how can this legendary black coffee taste like this?

I'm really a layman, I can't appreciate this kind of thing, so it's better to drink it instantly......

Originally, Ren He's mood was still a little fluctuating after the battle, walking slowly in the rain was just to adjust his mentality, but now all the problems have been solved by black coffee, Ren He only remembers that black coffee is really not suitable for him, and everything else is left behind.

At this time, the police were afraid that they had already fenced off the Park Mansion Hotel, so Ren He casually re-searched for a nearby high-end hotel, opened the room and put the cello case in it, and then hung a Do Not Disturb sign at the door of the room and went out.

He still has to go back to the Park Mansion Hotel, if he doesn't go back at this time, in case Chen Da and the others find out that Ren He is missing after such a dangerous incident, it will be really not good to report the police again.

Ren He doesn't want his identity to be filed with the police station, and all these clues may become clues in the CIA.

When I returned to the hotel, many police cars had already stopped here, and the person in charge of the hotel was cooperating with the police investigation in the lobby, and the medical staff were carrying stretchers to transport the bodies covered with white cloths outside.

The medical staff were also a little shocked to see the trauma on the corpse, and there were very few medical staff who had access to sniper rifle wounds on a normal day......

All the guests in the hotel are gathered in the lobby of the hotel, waiting for the police to investigate and collect evidence, such as asking everyone if they have heard any movement and seen any suspicious characters.

For this reason, the hotel has prepared a lot of snacks and tea for everyone, for fear that everyone will have a bad impression of the hotel.

When Ren He returned to the hotel, the police on the periphery took a look and felt a little suspicious, and when he was about to interrogate, Chen Da and other students in the hotel lobby beckoned to Ren He: "Ren He, here!"

They were the ones who had cooperated with the interrogation, and the police knew that they had a companion who had participated in a drama competition, and at this time, since they had proof of identity, they did not check too much.

The fact is that today's case is too big, and the people who came to the police have already understood that this case will definitely be transferred to other departments with higher authority.

Some people will think that foreign police are very good, the sky in foreign countries is very blue, and the air in foreign countries is fresher, but Ren He doesn't think so, in his previous life, a world-famous rape case in a British town, isn't it because of the police's negligence, the little girl went to the police, but the police said that the little girl was selling her body, and warned them not to call the police again in the future.

What is the use of such policemen? The sky in a foreign country may not be bluer than in China, and the air in a foreign country may not be fresher than in China.

Ren He stood among the classmates, listening to everyone discuss what happened in the hotel tonight, and his mood did not fluctuate.