Chapter 560

The autumn rain in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, continues to drizzle. Holland is more romantic in the rain. Medieval style houses can be seen everywhere. The residents' balconies are decorated with their own plants, and there are lots of tulips on the roadside.

Ren He is walking slowly on his way back to the hotel with his cello box on his back. There are not many pedestrians on the street.

At this time, the distant siren from far to near whistling over, as if something extraordinary happened.

When the police car passed by Ren He, Ren He just passed by a small coffee shop ready to close. The reason why it was 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 they 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 always heard of it. He silently looks at the police car heading for the park building hotel, turns his head and asks the boss, "do you still sell coffee?"

The boss is a middle-aged Dutchman, he heard Ren He asked, a smile: "sell, what do you want to buy?"

In Renhe's previous life, it seems that people have heard that black coffee tastes very good? He didn't know much about it: "have a cup of black coffee."

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

"Are you here to study music in Holland?" The boss chatted with Ren He. At this time, it seemed that there were only two of them left on the street.

"Yes," Ren He nodded, "to learn music."

"When I was young, I also wanted to learn music. What I wanted to learn was the piano, but I gave it up halfway. Young man, you must stick to it," the boss said as he was busy with life. "A girl at my door was playing the violin a while ago, and she played very well. Every day I listened to her playing the violin, and I wanted to start learning the piano again..."

Ren He didn't know why he talked so much with the middle-aged Dutch coffee shop owner, but after a battle, he felt a little in need of release.

He thought about it and said, "it's not too late to pick it up again."

"Ha ha, really?" The boss seemed a little happy to hear Ren he say so. At this time, three police cars passed in the distance. He suddenly worried: "I don't know what happened. Just now, the customers in the store said that the three loud noises were not thunder, but the sound of sniper gun..."

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

"Sniper gun? Really? " Ren He seems to be surprised. Once master acting starts, it's hard for ordinary people to tell the truth

"I didn't expect that the public security in Amsterdam is so bad now that there are sniper guns on the streets," the boss seemed to sigh. "But young man, you can rest assured that you can study your music in Amsterdam. There are few such things in the past. Don't be afraid."

Ren He was happy in his heart. Of course, he was not afraid, because he had fired the three shots himself. But the feeling of being comforted by passers-by is not bad

At this time, the black coffee Ren He wanted was OK. The boss handed it to Ren He, and suddenly asked, "can you play a cello for me? I'll give you this cup of coffee?"

Ren He thought about it and found that he could only refuse. What cello was in his box? If he took out a sniper gun from the box, would the boss be scared to death?

Better not!

Ren He is now living in the Netherlands. I'm afraid no one knows that he is the only ordinary student who dares to ambush the CIA. This kind of feeling is also a bit like the knight errant in the martial arts novels. When things go wrong, they hide their merits and fame.

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

Poof!

What a pain?!

Ren He had egg pain at that time. It's so special. It's said that it's easy to taste the black coffee. How can it taste like this?

I'm really a layman. If I can't appreciate this kind of thing, I'd better drink instant

Originally, Ren He's mood fluctuated after the battle. Walking slowly in the rain was just to adjust his mind. Now all the problems have been solved by black coffee. Ren He only remembers that black coffee is really not suitable for him, and other things are all forgotten.

At this time, I'm afraid the police have surrounded the park building hotel. Ren He casually looked for the high-end hotel nearby, opened the room, put the cello box in, then hung a do not disturb sign and went out at the door of the room.

He still has to go back to the park building hotel. If he doesn't go back at this time, in case Chen Da finds Ren He missing after such a dangerous incident, it's really not good to report to the police again.

Ren He doesn't want to put his identity on record in the police station, and all these clues may become clues in the CIA.

When I got back to the hotel, many police cars were parked outside. The person in charge of the hotel was in the hall to cooperate with the police investigation. The medical staff were carrying stretchers to transport the corpses covered with white cloth outside. These people were all dead, and there was no possibility of rescue.

The medical staff were a little shocked to see such a big wound on the corpse, and there were few medical staff who could contact the sniper gun wounds on weekdays... And all the guests in the hotel were concentrated in the hotel hall, waiting for the police to investigate and collect evidence, such as asking if you heard anything and saw any suspicious people. To this end, the hotel prepared a lot of snacks and tea for you, for fear that you will have a bad impression on the hotel. When Ren he returned to the hotel, the police outside took a look and felt a little suspicious. As they were preparing for questioning, Chen Da and other students in the hotel lobby waved to Ren He: "Ren He, here!" They have cooperated with the interrogation, and the police know that one of their companions who participated in the drama competition went out to surround them. At this time, since their identity has been proved, they did not make more inquiries. The fact is that today's case is too big. People who come to the police already understand that this case will be transferred to other departments with higher authorities. Some people think that the police in foreign countries are very good, the sky in foreign countries is very blue, and the air in foreign countries is even fresher. However, Ren He doesn't think so. In the past life, a rape case that caused a sensation in the world in a small British town was just because of the dereliction of duty of the police. The little girl went to the police, and the police said that the little girl was selling her body, and warned them not to call the police again. What's the use of such a policeman? The sky in foreign countries may not be bluer than that in China, and the air in foreign countries may not be fresher than that in China. Ren He stood among the students, listening to the discussion about what happened in the hotel tonight, and his mood did not fluctuate.