Chapter 488
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Ye Chien had a fully loaded QSZ92 9mm semi-automatic pistol on her, but she couldn't take it out. Petty was in danger. There were five of them, including Pavel. Five people had entered the presidential palace without being discovered. Ye Chien couldn't understand how the soldiers outside were on duty!
The leader of the Chinese government was still there, and the five of them hadn't been discovered. Could there be other Al Qaeda members lurking around the presidential palace?
The Pavel staff outside must not have noticed anything. The room was unaffected, and he couldn't enter Petty's study room as he pleased. The only thing he could do was to save himself and find a way to inform Xia Jinyuan and the others!
"Hello, student from China. I'm Petty's English teacher. Nice to meet you." Pavel, who was wearing a black veil, was indeed a well-educated middle-aged woman. When she smiled and greeted Ye Chien, her eyes were gentle. It was hard to imagine that she was related to Al Qaeda.
She didn't walk out. Instead, she stood at the door and looked at Ye Chien with a smile. She saw the Chinese girl's body sway slightly. She was trying her best not to look so scared.
"Bring her in." When she spoke again, Pavel spoke in Urdu instead of English. Her eyes were fixed on Ye Chien. Her gaze went from gentle to cold, and finally, there was a trace of coldness in it.
Ye Chien didn't move. His gaze swept across Petty's face, who was now pale with fright. He looked at Pavel quietly. Her body was stiff. At least, in other people's eyes, she was scared.
If Petty wasn't there, she could at least fight one against five. However, Petty was being held hostage, so she couldn't do anything.
Two Al Qaeda members in white robes walked over. They pushed Ye Chien's back hard from behind, causing Ye Chien to fall forward.
Ye Chien staggered a few steps. Even when his hands touched the door frame, he couldn't steady himself and fell to the carpeted floor.
Her hands were pressed against her chest. Embarrassment, fear, helplessness, and panic could be seen in Ye Jian's expression. This was a normal reaction that a student should have. It would be abnormal if she was too calm.
When she got up, the two bodyguards had already walked to Ye Chien's side. They pushed her back into the classroom again and closed the door so that no one outside could hear what was going on inside.
A semi-automatic pistol with its magazine ejected was lying quietly in the lounge outside. This was the only sign Ye Chien could leave behind. The gun was there, and she was there. If the gun wasn't with her, it meant that there was a problem.
The meeting between the leaders of the two countries was coming to an end. It had been an hour since Ye Jian and Petty were sent out of the presidential palace. There was still half an hour before Petty's class ended.
Xia Jinyuan had secretly checked the time several times. He was a little panicky.
He pressed down on the headset and said to the accompanying J5 in a deep voice, "Inform the interpreter that after the meeting, escort the leader out."
"About ten minutes." The pen in J5's hand was scribbling on the notebook. He was taking note of every word that the leader said. It would take more than a day or two for the reclamation project to take shape. Now that they were in the middle of the meeting, 10 minutes was a conservative estimate.
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