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450、The sadness of the storm

When Yang En and the others saw the news that the young professor had re-released new songs online and was going to hold a concert, they all looked at each other in shock!

Lin Hao took a breath of air: "Wasn't he the person that night? Otherwise, how could he be so calm and still compose new music and hold a concert?"

When they thought about it, a young man killed so many people with a sniper that night. Their instinctive reaction would be to hide and wait for the limelight to pass. But instead of that, Ren He came out in a big way and deliberately made it known to everyone.

Look.

Also, what the hell is a concert?

"Is it possible that he really is not that sniper? After all, we have never seen someone who can snipe like that at the age of 17, and he has no real combat experience in his past experience,"

The monkey sighed: "Even if there is, but think about how we reacted when we killed someone for the first time. I didn't sleep for two whole days. This should be considered very good, right?"

"I vomited for two days. I was shot in the head at close range. I was so nauseous at that time..." Lao Wang sighed.

"So now that I think about it, is that sniper really him? I don't think this is consistent with common sense. How old is he?" Monkey continued to analyze.

Lin Hao was the first to confirm that Ren He was the sniper. But now that he thinks about it carefully, the training time of snipers is much longer than that of ordinary soldiers, and Ren He didn't even have the opportunity to train. How could he be the sniper?

?

But for some reason, he always felt that the boy was always creating miracles, and he was the person in Tianqi who had interacted with him the most, so he subconsciously felt that the other person was probably the sniper.

But now after listening to everyone's analysis, it seems that it is indeed unlikely to be Ren He, and if he killed so many people, he would definitely not be in the mood to hold a concert.

So, who is that sniper?

Also, what is Ren He doing holding a concert at this time?

Yang En had been silent, and then suddenly said: "Could it be that he couldn't contact us, so he used this method to tell us that he had gone back?"

"Hey, this is really possible," Lao Wang suddenly realized: "Otherwise, there would be no reason to hold a concert at this time, right? Does he want us to go find him? After all, Lao Yang's daughter can no longer do it.

He returned to China through normal channels, so he must find a way to contact us."

"I think this possibility is very high," Lin Hao said seriously: "Regardless of whether he is the sniper or not, to be honest, the most important thing we should do now is to send Yang Xi back to China first. We cannot let a little girl be here.

Taking risks with us here is not what a grown-up should do."

Just as he was talking, Lin Hao turned to ask the monkey: "When will there be a chance to go back? If people from the Consulate General in New York come to pick up Lao Yang on Friday night, he will be safe. In fact, there will be a chance that night. We will follow on time at 11 p.m.

When the transport truck goes out, our people will bribe the security personnel to let it go. It will then be smuggled into Mexico through Intercontinental Highway 8 in the border town of Douglas, Arizona. Then our people will be there to pick it up. As long as you cross the border out of the United States, you can

It's very safe. In fact, the road itself is quite safe. It's time for us to go. If we don't go, we will be in danger."

"It's also Friday? The concert is also Friday?" Lin Hao was stunned for a moment and said: "Then let's take Ren He and Yang Xi away together that night. This is the most appropriate arrangement. Monkey, go to the concert with him and him.

When Yang Xi was brought back, I don’t know where he hid Yang Xi.”

"Okay, let's make the decision for now. Action will take place on Friday night," Lin Hao confirmed. This time he was the commander-in-chief and had already sacrificed one of his comrades. No more could be sacrificed.

This time Yang En obtained the information smoothly. If Ren He was present, he would know that the information they intercepted was really related to the Prism Project. However, the details were not as detailed as what Ren He knew. After all, he was a security consultant in his previous life.

I personally broke the news, but now it is just simple information.

After Yang En was safe, it was time for Lin Hao and others to leave. The only accident that occurred was the large-scale arrest operation that night. Without the sniper, everyone would probably have ended up there.

Who is that sniper?

Lao Wang smiled and said: "Lao Yang, you have to take care of yourself after we leave, and don't leave the consulate if you have nothing to do."

Yang En said solemnly: "Thank you everyone for your cooperation, and I ask you to bring Ren He and my daughter back to the country safely. I feel a little sorry for my daughter. If it weren't for me, she would still be like this

Everyone continues to study like an ordinary person."

"Haha," Lao Wang said with a smile: "I said, since you have entered this industry, don't worry about too many things. Didn't you expect that something like this would happen? Nothing happened when your previous ambassador was here.

It was also the Consulate General in New York who stepped in to resolve the issue, but when it gets to you, it becomes your business, and you deserve your misfortune."

They said it was bad luck, but everyone was calm in their hearts and had already looked away.

Now we are waiting for the concert to start on Friday night. They took Ren He away directly after the concert. If there was not a concert, everyone would not dare to go near the apartment and the Juilliard School. The monkeys stayed away.

Once you take a look, you can tell by the look in their eyes of some plainclothes men.

It was finally time to leave the United States, and everyone was relieved.



Precisely because of the tragic sounds in his dreams these past two days, Ren He decided to save the third chapter of sadness for last.

When the piano sounded, Ren He seemed to have returned to that bloody night, with gunshots ringing and life disappearing. Therefore, many people in the audience felt that this pathos seemed different from what they had heard online before...

The sound of the piano fell like a gust of wind and rain, and everyone seemed to be in a certain battlefield, bloody and intense.

The monkey hiding in the audience felt distressed that he had to pay 98 US dollars to come in, while feeling a certain power in the music... Suddenly at a certain moment, the monkey also felt that the other party was the sniper that night!

This feeling was too strong, but seeing the other person wearing a suit and sitting on the stage playing the piano, the contrast was too strong, making Monkey feel that the world was somewhat unreal.

But now is not the time to think about this. Monkey is observing the expressions of the surrounding audience to determine whether there are plainclothes National Security Agency officers here, and he also wants to take Ren He to evacuate safely at the end of the concert. Everyone will be there at 11 o'clock tonight

Once the plan is finalized, no one can wait for the time to leave here. Even if Monkey himself fails to return on time, he can only continue to lurk in the United States to look for opportunities to leave again.



Just a few words, there should be 2 more chapters tonight, one is a guarantee, and the other is a 10,000-reward bonus. The wedding is approaching on April 21st, and I feel a little complicated, and there are many things, all piled together.

At this time, I feel that being able to guarantee stable updates is pretty awesome... Please forgive me.

There is also a discussion about the recent plot. I feel that using spy war to describe it always feels like I am writing an anti-Japanese script. This is not a spy war, but a story with an awesome protagonist...


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