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Chapter 555 - 549, Master Level Investigative Skills (Third Update)_1

Chapter 555: 549, Master Level Investigative Skills (Third Update)_1

Ren He breathed a sigh of relief after snatching the gun. Now that the hidden danger had been eliminated, it was time for a long conversation...

"What do you want to do? I have money, lots of money. How much can you guys make with your salaries? I’ll give you money so you can live a wealthy life from now on! I heard China is very poor; they must not be able to give you much, right?" Allen started to negotiate with Ren He, hoping to use his wealth to buy his life back.

Ren He raised an eyebrow, "Who told you China is very poor?!"

Initially, Ren He felt a bit guilty, but now that guilt was gone. There are always people abroad who think that China is still like decades ago when there were only bicycles on the street. Now there are so many private cars that we have traffic jams every day!

He had no intention of taking Allen’s money. Although catching a windfall didn’t sound too bad, firstly, he himself was not short on cash, and secondly, who knew what sort of activities had generated this wealth.

If he got into trouble before he even met with the CIA, that would be really annoying. Ren He didn’t want to be caught between two fires.

At least now, it seemed rather likely that this guy’s money wasn’t clean!

As a matter of fact, Allen’s fortune had indeed been obtained through dishonest means. When Mark Pen and the others were interrogating another hacker in the abandoned gas plant, they heard that Allen seemed to have been involved in something recently and was laying low.

But the CIA got it wrong; this matter had nothing to do with exposing the Prism Project. Instead, this guy had stolen a lottery jackpot from the European Union, over 300 million euros, and had transferred it overnight into tens of thousands of accounts, erasing all the transaction records.

The people of the EU were hunting for him every day, wanting to find out where he had hidden all the money.

This type of hacker was extremely destructive and possessed an extreme desire for material things.

In fact, with his skills, developing some software could have been profitable, but Allen thought that making money that way was too slow.

But he never considered that earning money with his creativity was safer and would provide a more sustainable income.

If Ren He took the money, he’d have to face not only the CIA but also the hunt by various European countries since if Allen were caught, he would definitely not conceal today’s events.

After all, he could earn money himself and didn’t need Allen’s share. A long conversation was far more important.

"Come, sit here," Ren He said, after loading his handgun and pointing it at Allen, motioning for him to sit on the sofa in the suite.

Allen looked at the dark muzzle and felt a bit nervous. This guy seemed a bit odd, though. Wasn’t he supposed to take him away? Instead, he asked him to sit on the sofa, and except for pointing a gun at him, he hadn’t done anything excessively violent...

Allen obediently sat down, and Ren He pulled another sofa over to sit opposite him. Suddenly, Allen felt even more awkward: the distance between the two sofas was so close, their knees almost touched!

What was this all about? Allen speculated, feeling on the verge of a breakdown due to the other’s inexplicable behavior...

"Come on, bring your knees together, let them touch mine," Ren He persuaded Allen gently, with the gun in hand.

Allen nearly lost it at that moment. What the hell was this about? Instead of lingering, why not just get it over with?!

Ren He himself was quite helpless as well. The Divine Punishment System required a long conversation. Who knew what exactly that entailed?

For now, he at least had to fulfill the literal meaning of "intimate" and "long conversation," right?

As a result, the current situation unfolded, with Allen trembling in fear, "What are you going to do?"

Ren He thought it best to be direct, "Have a long conversation!"

Allen was utterly confused at that moment. Forget about interrogation, it had turned into a heart-to-heart chat?

However, no matter how afraid Allen was, Ren He still had to complete this task first.

Just when Allen thought Ren He was about to start the interrogation, Ren He had already begun reciting the socialist core values with a dark gun barrel pressed against Allen’s back...

Ren He spoke in English, as he wasn’t sure if speaking Chinese would affect the evaluation. So, he just decided to speak in English. He recited the socialist core values because Ren He didn’t know what else to talk about with Allen—it seemed the other party didn’t want to chat either... Well, they’d have to force a conversation!

Allen became even more terrified. What was this? What was this?

You climb in through the balcony, steal my gun, and then you twist me into this weird position to have a "heart-to-heart" with you, and this is what you talk about?!

But he didn’t dare to move, because the gun was still pointed at him!

Ren He also wondered if anyone else would ever recite the socialist core values to someone at gunpoint...

The more they "chatted," the more panicked Allen became because he realized the other party was just repeating these phrases over and over, yet he had no idea what it was all about.

He had several chances to grab the gun, but remembering how the other person had snatched the gun before, that kind of proficiency... was simply not something he could contend with!

So, after an excruciating 20 minutes of forced conversation, Ren He finally received a message from the Divine Punishment System, "Task completed, evaluation level: perfect. The host may choose a targeted reward."

"Choose investigative skills!" Ren He clenched his teeth and made his choice. He used to think that targeted rewards were absolutely reliable, but now he felt that they were the least reliable...

"The host has chosen investigative skills. Reward: Master Level Investigative Skills!"

Ren He breathed a sigh of relief, having finally acquired the skill!

In an instant, just like when he had acquired Master Firearms Skills before, it was as if he had lived through dozens of missions carried out by investigative masters in a single second, and those experiences remained in his mind, becoming a part of him.

Moreover, he suddenly felt that his ability to read people’s expressions had improved a bit. Looking at Allen’s face, Ren He awkwardly said, "Do you... think I’m a lunatic?"

Allen was stunned. Aren’t you crazy?!

Ren He couldn’t be bothered with this Allen anymore. He had already achieved his goal, and it was time to leave.

He dismantled the magazine and the gun body and threw them into a corner of the room to prevent Allen from getting the gun and retaliating immediately...

Ren He had considered taking the gun with him, but then he thought that since the other person was on the run, taking away the gun might endanger his life. Ren He had never intended to kill anyone—after all, they were all strangers to him.

Ren He climbed back onto the balcony, making sure to close the doors and windows, leaving Allen alone in the room looking perplexed...

However, just as Ren He had gotten back to his own suite, he suddenly heard the sound of an automatic rifle’s bolt being pulled back, coming from near the elevator exit outside his door.

The other’s movements were cautious, but Ren He’s hearing was already far beyond that of an ordinary person, so he still heard it!

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