This woman named Perkins is not a new student, but an old killer.
Although he looks to be in his early 20s!
The basis for the judgment is also very simple. From the fact that she knows Wick, it is enough to prove that he has been in the industry for at least 4 years, because Wick had quit his job 4 years ago.
He has never shown his face in the past 4 years. It is impossible for a killer who has entered the industry in the past 4 years to know Wick.
"They are all experienced experts who know the Night Demon. His temperament is still so perverse and domineering. Mainly because he is still alive. It is really a miracle. It is incomprehensible."
Long Zhan was secretly speechless. He really couldn't figure out how this woman survived and successfully completed the task with her temperament.
However, this also reflects a problem from the side.
Being able to live well with such eccentric behavior is enough to prove that this woman does have some skills, and she does have the capital to be so crazy.
"Is it all about looking good? When a man reaches his peak, will he suddenly be stabbed?"
Long Zhan guessed with a little bit of bad taste, followed Wick to the front desk, and began to turn his attention to the bald middle-aged black man in front of him.
By recalling the plot in his memory, Long Zhan knew that the man in front of him was Canon, the butler of the Continental Hotel in New York.
As a professional butler, the bald black man saw his old acquaintance Wick coming over. He immediately showed a warm smile and said hello warmly: "Welcome home, John, is it still the same?"
"It's hard to say, maybe it will take a few days, maybe it can be done in one day. Let's rent two rooms for one day first." Wick said as he put his luggage on the ground.
"OK! It'll be ready soon."
Canon, the butler, was operating the computer quickly while still distractedly looking at Long Zhan. He asked seemingly casually: "Is this your first time here, sir? What do you call him?"
"I hope this isn't the last time, Long, just call me Long." Long Zhan said humorously.
"loong? A very nice name."
Canon smiled and praised him in an official manner, and followed Long Zhan's words and said in secret: "You have great potential. I hope you will enjoy your stay here."
"I also hope to be happy."
Long Zhan heard Canon's hint that he could be a killer, and responded with the same pun.
Wick, who had been looking around since he came in, interrupted and asked: "I almost didn't recognize this place. When did it get a new look?"
"It's been a long time, not long after you left, about 4 years ago."
After Kanon replied, he took out two cards, pushed them along the table to Wick and Long Zhan respectively, and said: "I have arranged them for you to live together, room."
"Thanks."
Long Zhan took the card and looked at it, and found that it was almost the same as a regular hotel.
Wick didn't say anything, he just took out two killer gold coins from his pocket, put them on the table at the front desk, took the room card and stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it.
He bent down to pick up the luggage on the floor, turned around and walked towards the elevator.
"Mr. Wick."
Canon reminded from behind: "We are deeply honored that you are here again. However, I hope you have not forgotten our old rules. Also, don't forget to remind your partner, he may not know."
Wick didn't speak or stop, he just turned and nodded as he walked.
It means you can rest assured that I will do things.
"Old rules? Oh, aren't you allowed to kill people in the hotel? But what if... I stun the person first, force him to carry him out, and then kill him?"
An idea came to Long Zhan's mind, and he was curious about how the hotel would deal with it.
With this sudden and nonsensical idea, Long Zhan and Wick took a very retro "electric iron cage" and headed to the 8th floor where the room was located.
On the way to the elevator, Wick specifically introduced to Long Zhan what the old rules were.
Long Zhan replied that he understood and quickly arrived at the 8th floor.
"Take some rest during the day and I will contact you at night."
Wick left a message for Long Zhan and entered room 818 with his luggage.
Long Zhan didn't know why he had to take action at night. It happened to be a long journey from Salt Lake City to Beach City, spanning more than half of the United States.
Last night I had another fight with a gangster gunman, and then a scavenger came to my door and asked someone to buy equipment.
Didn't sleep all night.
In order to prepare for the next final battle, we really need to take a good rest to replenish our spirits.
So without saying anything else, I went straight to room 819 next door.
As an institution of the killer organization, the layout and style of the Continental Hotel is indeed very tasteful, at least not inferior to that of a five-star hotel.
Long Zhan's suite is a one-bedroom, one-bathroom and one-living room, all decorated in a European and American retro style. Living in it gives you the illusion that you are a British aristocrat.
The hotel room rate of one gold coin per day includes all services.
Long Zhan ordered breakfast for three people, took a shower while the breakfast was being delivered, and slept comfortably all morning after breakfast.
It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up. Long Zhan had lunch and went out for a walk.
I got to see the style of Greater New York.
It's about 7 o'clock in the evening.
Long Zhan ordered the hotel's food delivery service. After finishing his meal, before calling the waiter to clear the table, Wick, who was wearing a crisp suit, called Long Zhan out.
"I'll take you to see an old friend who can provide us with the information we need."
Wick explained the purpose of his visit simply and clearly, and Long Zhan was in urgent need of information to find the bastard who hurt Stella, so he put on his coat and went out.
The two took the elevator all the way to the first floor and went straight to the backstage instead of the front door.
After passing through the winding backstage passage of the hotel, passing through the hotel kitchen filled with clutter, we entered a dim small staircase that was only more than one meter wide, with no decoration on both sides and was made of cement.
Keep going down this small staircase, and after turning a few corners, your eyes suddenly light up.
At the end of this "shabby" staircase, there is a heavy-looking black iron door. Except for a very bright light bulb, there is nothing else at the door. It looks very ordinary, but it is mysterious and strange.
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At first glance, it looks like a door to an underground garage, or a door to an underground wine cellar.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, from the shiny floor, you can see that this door is used every day, and the frequency of use is very high.
It's so high that the people who come in and out here every day have polished the ground under their feet.
Long Zhan didn't recall it at first, and couldn't figure out why Wick brought him to this ungrateful place. When he saw this door, he suddenly understood.
"It turns out to be a secret gathering place for killers. It seems that we can learn something new tonight." Long Zhan said secretly.
Wick came here as if he was familiar with the road. He was not allowed to come to the big iron gate without stopping. He took out two killer gold coins and stuffed them into the hole in the door.
Just like going to an arcade to play games, you need to insert coins before playing games.
As soon as Wick put the gold coins into the hole, the iron door creaked and an iron plate was pulled open, revealing an observation window with a security window.
The people inside looked out through the observation window, made sure that the number of people outside the door and the number of gold coins were equal, and closed the observation window without saying a word.
Then there was a click and the door lock opened.
With a dull creaking and rubbing sound, the iron door that seemed to weigh hundreds of kilograms opened, and loud and explosive music poured out.
have to say.
The sound insulation effect of this door is really great.
Inside are various discotheques and discotheques in the bar. Before the door is opened, no noise can be heard.
"Let's go."
Wick greeted Long Zhan and took the lead into the secret bar of the Continental Hotel. All kinds of guests came into view at once.
Some are dressed very gentlemanly and luxurious, while others are dressed simply and plainly.
There are young men who look like they have just grown up, there are spirited old men who are at least in their fifties or sixties with gray hair, there are educated people who look gentle and elegant wearing glasses, there are also villains with sinister faces and sinister looks, and there are also girls who are wearing scantily clad clothes.
The people inside the bar are all different and have different identities outside.
However, if they can enter this bar, no matter what their status is in the sun, at least they all have a common occupation——
A killer or an associate of a killer!
Wick ignored all the customers on the way and went straight to the white-haired old man sitting in the semi-open small private room at the end of the bar, drinking wine and reading a newspaper.