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Chapter 561: Chaos is Coming (Second Update)_1

Chapter 561: Chaos is Coming (Second Update)_1

"What exactly happened that so many bodies were carried out?" a senior female student asked with a worried expression.

"Who knows, Europe seems to be too unsafe, Cheng Jian, was it like this when you came on the Europe ten-country tour?" another senior female student asked.

Everyone had long heard that safety abroad was actually quite bad, but the problem was that there was never a direct impression, and now this scene was deeply imprinted in their minds...

Cheng Jian, as a senior, was also a bit stunned by the sight of so many police officers. How could ordinary people have witnessed such a display? At most, in their own country, they would only see cases of crazed stone killings caused by distorted spiritual worlds; they would never see such a large scene...

"When I came before... I didn’t encounter this..." Cheng Jian said with an expression of annoyance, recalling how he had previously painted the local culture of Europe as a kind of terrestrial paradise, and now such an incident had occurred.

In fact, the safety in foreign countries was not bad enough to see sniper rifles everywhere, but then Ren He showed up...

"Where did you go just now, Ren He?" a classmate asked.

"I went to buy a cup of coffee," Ren He lifted the coffee in his hand to show them, thinking to himself that when he left the hotel for no apparent reason, he needed some sort of excuse.

The senior female student next to him clicked her tongue, "The sisters are always so nice to you, and you didn’t even think to buy us a cup."

"Cough cough, next time, next time," Ren He had indeed forgotten that detail.

Chen Da was more worried; he didn’t know if this incident would affect the state of their team, with only three days left before they had to compete. He prayed that no problems would arise at this time.

He was the first to arrive in the lobby, so he witnessed the whole process of the police arriving to enforce martial law and blockade the area.

The police originally wanted to take everyone back to the station to give statements, but it seemed the hotel had managed some public relations because they decided to take statements right there in the hotel lobby instead.

Giving a statement is something everyone present must do; it’s not about suspecting anyone, it’s just routine police questioning.

The current problem was that Chen Da didn’t know if there would be any lingering effects from this incident, nor whether there might be more complications to come. Now that sniper rifles had even been involved, the situation was truly too complex.

The performers present, even those from very wealthy families, were just ordinary people; who among them had encountered such circumstances?

When abroad, the last thing anyone wants is to be caught up in such a situation. Everyone was concerned that Chinese people might be at a disadvantage in terms of human rights overseas, so they all agreed that Chen Da should contact the Chinese Embassy in Amsterdam, the Netherlands.

After the embassy learned that more than twenty compatriots had been involved in the incident, they promptly stepped in to talk with the Dutch police, and Chen Da cooperated by providing all his relevant information in order to clarify the situation.

This information was merely shown and then taken back, with no records kept, so Ren He didn’t mind letting the Dutch see his real documentation.

At this time, other tourists, including the Dutch, were still undergoing questioning, while Ren He and his group were already cleared.

In fact, the country’s influence overseas had been growing over the recent years, and in times of trouble, Chinese nationals often seemed to be treated as if they were more important. While others waited for rescue, Chinese diplomats had already begun negotiations with local governments, displaying an incomparable efficiency.

At such times, Ren He couldn’t help but feel proud to be Chinese.

By the time the matter was resolved, everyone had missed two meals, so they ate without fuss in the buffet restaurant, enjoying their food heartily.

"In the past few years, our China has really become more and more impressive," senior Cheng Jian remarked.

"It’s not fair at all. We’ve started eating, while tourists from other countries are still being questioned. We’re not being treated the same," a senior student said proudly.

They had no idea that the biggest madman in this incident was right beside them, acting completely normal, calmly eating and joking happily with everyone.

Just as they were unaware of Ren He’s background, they would probably be shocked to their core if they knew the truth about their fellow student. Ren He wasn’t the instigator of this affair; it didn’t start because of him.

However, he was the character in this affair whom everyone was wary of.

But Ren He wasn’t completely calm inside, after all, Mark Pen was still alive. He needed to keep a low profile to avoid any disadvantage when the battle with Mark Pen reignited.

Ren He was certain that he and Mark Pen would have a showdown in the Netherlands.

The other party didn’t catch Allen, and now they were dealing with him and other forces appearing; they certainly wouldn’t let it go, which was not the style of the CIA.

That being said, where the hell was Allen?

With a little probing, Ren He found out. When the police showed up, Allen had likely been taken away by the killers; as for Allen’s fate, Ren He didn’t have the time to worry about him anymore.

If you have the guts to steal money, you have to bear the consequences.

Moreover, Ren He felt that the danger he faced in the Netherlands wasn’t even because of him; it was obviously Allen who had brought it upon himself...

After the meal, Ren He returned to his room and had a good sleep. That night he didn’t even dream, sleeping soundly.

...

CIA safehouse at the port.

Mark Pen sat with closed eyes in contemplation. This was the first time they had lost a teammate in three years, but everyone knew that it wasn’t Mark Pen’s fault.

Mark Pen pondered. The sniper they encountered this time was unprecedentedly powerful, and the appearance of the killers who kidnapped Allen was too sudden, disrupting too many of Mark Pen’s plans.

Who exactly was this sniper? Which power in Europe possessed such a formidable marksman? Up to now, Mark Pen was still thinking within the pattern that the snipers and the killers were from the same organization.

After all, which sniper would choose not to shoot earlier or later, but just when he was breaking in? Plus, each shot hit his own side, leaving the killers untouched.

If that’s not being in it together, who would believe it? This was the misconception that Ren He had created for them.

Indeed, even the killers were puzzled, having no idea who was helping them!

"Check the hotel’s surveillance and registration records," Mark Pen started to rest with his eyes closed.

"We’ve already destroyed the surveillance at the Park Building, and now we can only check the registration records, but there’s nothing unusual," said the team member responsible for intelligence.

"Check the surveillance and registration records of the hotel opposite," Mark Pen added, just trying to see if they could find even a slight flaw from every angle.

Facing up to the pressure from the European Union and daring to target a 300 million euro stake, the organization was not a small player. Mark Pen felt that his mission in Europe was finally getting interesting. If they allowed the other party to severely injure them and continue to remain at large, the CIA would become a laughingstock.