Gao Yang, Jansen, and Tarta were the last to leave because all three of them were questioned.

However, before leaving, Gao Yang had carefully buried the remaining bullets and shells, so when he left, he didn’t attract much attention. As for Jansen and Tarta, they didn’t carry anything unusual from the start.

To be honest, not many people would suspect that the reenactors of war were the ones who fired the shot that killed a target on a distant grandstand, as the difficulty was too high.

Add to that, there was always a gendarme in the fortress who could testify that under his supervision, those pretending to be German soldiers didn’t make any unusual moves.

Although Gao Yang did leave briefly, dropped to one knee, and fired a shot, no one would think he aimed at the grandstand and accurately killed the intended target.

Sometimes it’s like this: conspicuous targets are less likely to be suspected, even though the military enthusiasts had the most guns, no one temporarily thought it was them who fired the shot.

With further investigation, perhaps the right direction will be found, but that’s a matter for the future.

As long as they’re not caught red-handed, it’s fine.

The Germans are still being detained to cooperate with the investigation, including Jansen and Tarta too, but it doesn’t matter. No matter how much the French investigate, their backgrounds are absolutely flawless, unless, unless the French pull the three of them out separately for an exhaustive investigation, then Gao Yang and the other two would indeed easily be exposed.

But the problem is, who can order the detention of hundreds of military enthusiasts for a slow investigation? So, after leaving their contact numbers and addresses, Gao Yang and the others could leave, although it took most of the day, the investigation ended at night allowing them to depart.

A major uproar was caused, a world-renowned event was disrupted beyond recognition, but in the end, Gao Yang and the others managed to escape smoothly.

The French humiliated themselves greatly under the world’s scrutiny, in front of numerous leading figures, revealing their incompetence. This is undoubtedly a major scandal, a super scandal.

But the more serious the consequences, the less the Italians would voice their suspicions.

Who’s foolish?

No matter how formidable Mario was, he’s dead now. The future of the Cicero Family belongs to Justin, and for this reason alone, the Italians would choose silence. When the French eventually realize the anomaly in the deceased’s identity and think the application wasn’t so simple, what then?

Justin has displayed several traits now. Firstly, he has the ability: the capability to eliminate Mario in a world-renowned setting under the tightest security.

Secondly, Justin has shown his determination: the resolve to eliminate Mario even in a world-renowned setting under the tightest security.

With just these two points, the dead are dead, and the living are destined to hold power alone. Who would foolishly stand up for the deceased Mario and provoke the capable and determined Justin?

The Italians aren’t foolish; they are savvy.

However, the most crucial point is, what good does identifying the real culprit do? Except for the humiliating French, identifying the real culprit doesn’t benefit anyone.

No matter the final result, it will have nothing to do with Satan, because Justin has already appeared. This is an internal feud between Justin and Mario’s family, no matter what Satan and Grand Ivan did before, ultimately, it’s Justin’s matter.

So, as long as Gao Yang can get away smoothly, then no matter how big the storm afterward, it’s irrelevant to him, or to Satan. The worst outcome would be Justin failing, unable to take over the Cicero Family, and losing his life.

If Justin, after Mario’s death, still cannot reclaim the Cicero Family, then he’s better off dead. What use is such a waste?

As for the best result, of course, it’s Justin smoothly taking over the Cicero Family, becoming the world’s new intelligence king, and Satan, henceforth, gaining the Cicero Family as the best intelligence source.

So now, nothing is related to Gao Yang.

Jansen and Tarta went to the United Kingdom, while Gao Yang directly returned to Germany with other Germans. On the way, everyone’s topic couldn’t avoid what happened at Sword Beach, yet no one associated it with Gao Yang among them.

To kill a person every ten steps, travel a thousand miles without rest, finish the deed and brush off the dust, hiding oneself and one’s fame.

Gao Yang isn’t a hero, but what he did roughly fits this description.

In the dead of night at dawn, when Gao Yang returned alone to the place where everyone gathered, they were all waiting for him.

Justin rushed forward to Gao Yang in two steps, grabbed his arm, and loudly exclaimed, "What a miraculous shot!"

Gao Yang nodded, then pushed away the overly excited Justin, and said wearily, "The focus of this matter is definitely not on the gun, okay? Don’t you think the coordination of all of us is key in this whole thing? It’s not a problem that can be solved with a single shot; it’s something possible only with the cooperation of all of us."

Justin hastily said, "I know, I know, since I participated throughout, I certainly know that only with everyone’s coordination could we accomplish this miraculous assassination, but all that was just the setup. Only your final shot hitting the target makes everything meaningful, and the shot you fired was simply a miracle."

After speaking, Justin again clutched Gao Yang’s arm, loudly saying, "Let me see, do you have a mechanical arm in there, or do you have a pair of different eyes? Or, do you have some superpower that lets you control bullets?"

Gao Yang impatiently shrugged off Justin, saying, "I don’t have superpowers, that’s enough."

Justin, very excited, wiped his nose and said enthusiastically, "I actually always prepared mentally for the possibility of failure, that both you and we might fail, but you actually managed to achieve it; it’s incredible."

Gao Yang dismissively said, "What’s so incredible about it, Simo Häyhä shot someone at seven hundred meters without a scope, that’s what I find incredible and strive to achieve. This, this is nothing."

Justin admired him, saying, "I know your gunmanship is excellent, but I still find it incredible because it’s so difficult, yet you managed. So, what’s your secret to success? You can’t always attribute it to luck." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Gao Yang exhaled and said, "I shoot every day. Whenever I have the opportunity, I practice shooting for at least two hours, each time at least a hundred rounds, precise and long-range shots, whether in Ukraine or Somalia, if I have ample time and space, I shoot more, year after year, day after day, when you’re enjoying, I’m doing this. Even though I don’t speak up, I’m always doing it, so when needed, I can quickly and accurately hit my target."

After speaking, Gao Yang patted Justin, saying, "So it’s neither coincidence nor luck; it’s just that I have talent and am diligent enough. Alright, I need to discuss with Yarebin, we have much to do yet, no time to waste."