Chapter 1613—Out of Control
"What's going on?"
Wang Ping and Xue Qimin, the two Chinese foreign affairs officials, sprang to their feet on instinct. Their faces turned pale at the same time.
This was an emergency, exactly what they feared most. Who knew what might happen next? They were on FBI turf, at the mercy of others. If something went wrong, there was nothing they could do to stop it.
Jamie Chen was just as confused, but the moment he saw the clothes on the man who had smashed through the window headfirst, his expression darkened.
The man was armed security from the training camp. Their black uniforms were unmistakable, which meant something had gone out of control.
Smashing through a double-pane tempered-glass window with his head couldn't have been voluntary. Someone must have thrown him. The man was probably done for. A thick smell of blood began to fill the room, sharp and nauseating.
"That wasn't suicide!"
Zhou Xueyan analyzed the scene calmly. There were plenty of ways to kill yourself. Why smash your head against such a small window when you could just shoot yourself and get it over with?
Even faced with a bloody scene, she remained utterly unmoved and composed. She had even witnessed someone getting their head blown off. This was nothing.
As office workers, Wang Ping and Xue Qimin had never seen anything like this. Their stomachs lurched, and they felt sick enough to throw up.
"Stay here. Don't go outside."
Jamie Chen hurried out the door, his expression clouded, to check what was happening.
"How did you get a job at the FBI?"
It was time for some small talk, and Li Bai struck up a conversation with Zhou Xueyan without hesitation.
"A friend recommended me. I didn't have much else going on,