Even though an entire floor had been booked, with no other guests around, it was impossible to conceal the fact that so many people had died.
Of course.
Vera hadn't planned to keep it a secret.
Half an hour after the conflict, the Chief of Police rushed to the Mandarin Oriental himself.
When this person, responsible for Haojiang's security, entered Vera's room, there was no sign of the violent struggle; the carpet by the door was replaced, and bloodstains had been washed away.
"Miss Vera, I am truly sorry,"
The main person in charge of Haojiang's security immediately expressed his apology, earnest and sincere.
Miss Vera's face was calm, not at all like someone who had just survived a life-threatening assassination attempt.
"Miss Vera, you weren't injured, were you?"
Vera shook her head, "The assailants didn't make it into the room; my bodyguards took them all down."
Took them all down.
Jiang Chen, also in the room, remained silent.