I Am a Big Player

This autumn rain in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, continues to patter, and the Netherlands in the rain is even more romantic. Medieval-style houses can be seen everywhere. Residents’ balconies are lined with home-grown flowers and plants, and there are large tracts of tulips on the side of the road. .

Ren He carried his cello box on his back and walked slowly on the way back to the hotel. There were not many pedestrians on the street.

At this time, the sirens in the distance whizzed 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. The reason why it was said to be small was that it was just a small window on the side of the road. There are many such small coffee shops in Europe, but these small shops are more popular. The most obvious one is in Italy, a country where almost everyone drinks coffee.

Sometimes, the best coffee comes from these small shops. Ren He has heard about it. He silently looked at the police car heading towards the Park Tower Hotel and asked the boss: "Are you still selling coffee?"

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

Ren He seems to have heard people say in his previous life that black coffee tastes very delicious? He doesn't know too much: "Let's have a cup of black coffee."

The boss became busy again after washing his hands, the coffee grinding machine rang again, and Ren He stood by the side of the road and waited.

"Are you here to study music in Holland?" The boss chatted with Ren He, as if the two of them were 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. Boy, you must hold on," the boss said while he was busy with his hands: "There was a girl at my door a while ago. I play the violin very well. Every day I listen to her playing the violin, I want to start learning piano again..."

Ren He didn't know why he had to talk so much with this middle-aged Dutch coffee shop owner, but after a battle, he needed to be relieved.

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

"Haha, really?" The boss seemed a little happy when Ren He said that. At this time, three police cars passed by in the distance. He suddenly worried: "I don't know what happened. The customer in the store just said , The three loud noises just now were not thunder, but the sound of a sniper rifle..."

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

"Sniper rifle? Really?" Ren He asked in surprise. Once the master-level acting is activated, ordinary people can hardly tell the truth from the false...

"I didn't expect that the security in Amsterdam is so bad now that there are sniper rifles on the streets," the boss seemed to exclaim, "but you can rest assured, you can learn your music in Amsterdam. There are very few things like this in the past, don't be afraid."

Ren He was happy, of course he was not afraid, because he fired the three shots himself. But this inexplicable feeling of being comforted by passersby seems to be pretty good...

At this time, the black coffee that Ren He asked for was all right. The boss handed it to Ren He, and suddenly asked on a whim: "Can you play a cello for me, this cup of coffee counts as my gift to you?"

Ren He thought for a while, and found that he could only refuse. There was no cello in his box. If he took out a sniper rifle from the box, would the boss be scared to death?

Goodbye!

Ren He is now in the Netherlands. I'm afraid no one knows that such an ordinary student like him is actually the fanatic who dared to ambush the CIA. This feeling is a bit like a knight in a martial arts novel, who has gone away, hiding his merit and fame.

As he walked back, he took a sip of black coffee...

puff!

So bitter? !

Ren He had a painful egg at the time. Why is this black coffee that is so delicious that you can taste it carefully?

I really am a layman, I can’t appreciate this kind of thing, so I’d better drink instant...

Originally, Ren He's mood fluctuated a little after the battle. Walking slowly in the rain just wanted to adjust his mentality. Now all problems have been solved by black coffee. Ren He only remembers that black coffee is really not suitable. He, forget all other things.

At this time, the police might have surrounded the Park Tower Hotel. Ren He casually searched for a nearby high-end hotel, opened the room and put the cello box in it, then hung up a do not disturb sign at the door of the room and left.

He still has to go back to the Park Mansion Hotel. If he doesn't go back at this time, if Chen Da and the others discover that Ren He is missing after such a dangerous incident, it would be really bad to report the police again.

Ren He still didn't want his identity to be filed at the police station. All these clues might become clues in the CIA.

When I returned to the hotel, many police cars were already parked here. The person in charge of the hotel cooperated with the police investigation in the lobby. The medical staff was carrying the stretcher and transporting the bodies covered with white cloth. These people were dead. , There is no possibility of rescue at all.

The medical staff was also a little shocked to see such a large wound on the corpse, and there are very few medical staff who have access to sniper gunshot wounds...

And all the guests in the hotel were gathered in the lobby of the hotel, waiting for the police to investigate and collect evidence, such as asking everyone if they heard anything or saw any suspicious people.

For this reason, the hotel has prepared a lot of snacks and tea for everyone. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is afraid that everyone will have a bad impression of the hotel.

When Ren He returned to the hotel, the police outside took a look and thought it was a bit suspicious. When he was about to question him, Chen Da and other students in the hotel lobby waved to Ren He, "Ren He, here!"

They were the people who cooperated with the interrogation. The police also knew that they had a companion who participated in the drama competition went out and returned. At this time, since the identity was proved, there was no further investigation.

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

Some people think that the police in foreign countries are very good, the sky in foreign countries is blue, and the air in foreign countries is fresher, but Ren He does not think so. In his previous life, a **** case that caused a sensation in the world was not due to the negligence of the police. Duty? The little girl went to the police, but the police said that the little girl was betraying her body and warned them not to call the police again in the future.

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

Standing among the classmates, Ren He listened to everyone discussing what happened in the hotel tonight, and his mood did not fluctuate.