American Comics: Begin to investigate the tax issue of Director S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter 106 The name of a person, the shadow of a tree (13)

"Then, Mr. Lin, you are welcome to become our probationary member. Before you accept and complete the task to become a full member, I must remind you about the regulations of the Continental Hotel."

Zha Rong said every word: "In the hotel, missions are never allowed."

"I think I understand it." Lin Yu nodded.

Just listen to the rules.

In itself, it is used to break.

It's just, to see if it's necessary.

"Then, welcome to Continental Hotel again, Mr. Lin, I wish you a pleasant experience." Cha Rong handled the room card.

"Your room number is 815, and the time is two nights. During this period, you can accept missions at any time. The only currency in the hotel is gold coins. All detailed regulations are recorded in this booklet. I suggest you read them all. .”

"Thank you." Lin Yu nodded, turned around, went up to his room through the elevator, checked the environment, and read through the brochure given by Zha Rong.

"Tsk, there are not many rules, but the sphere of influence of this mainland hotel..." Lin Yu was speechless.

In addition to the precautions of the Continental Hotel, there are also corresponding services available in the brochure.

From the place and method of receiving the task - [Continental Hotel], to the channel for purchasing equipment and getting information - [Eagle's Nest], and then to the handover and verification method of completing the task - [Continental Hotel], and disposing of the corpse What is needed - [Vulture]...a series of process services.

It seems that there is no concern about the leakage of related information.

This also means that the existence of the Continental Hotel is actually aboveboard.

"Why would the government make such a deal with the high table?
tool?Gloves? "

Doubts appeared in Lin Yu's heart.

This problem directly determines the degree of trouble in the follow-up matter, because Lin Yu needs to get a legal investigation order before he can inspect taxes.

If the Continental Hotel and even the High Tables on the next level have a very close cooperative relationship with the governments of various countries, then if you want to solve this problem at that time, you need to solve the governments of various countries.

"Why does it feel like I'm about to become a big villain?"

Lin Yu began to think about the possibility of planning.

Bury it as a last resort plan.

If it doesn't work, I can only do that.

Anyway, the government that can openly allow the existence of the killer organization, even if it is killed, there is no problem, right?
After a preliminary understanding of the situation of the Continental Hotel, Lin Yu came to the bar floor of the Continental Hotel.

Killer, it's impossible to come to the Continental Hotel just to be a safe haven and just fall asleep. Of course, there must be entertainment.

What's more, with the so-called high-quality service of the Continental Hotel, it must be high-end.

Festive lights, loud music.

After the exciting killer mission, such a thorough catharsis is obviously in line with the needs of most people.

For those killers with a slightly higher level, it is naturally different. They like to wear decent suits and sit in their exclusive seats, and then quietly drink their favorite wine, laughing at those noisy newcomers or half-timers. The rookie killers are wanton and debauched, and naturally there is a unique sense of excellence.

Lin Yu ordered a cup of hot milk.

Mainly for health preservation, and secondly for fishing.

It's a pity that no one came to mock him. Even the bartender paused slightly after hearing Lin Yu's request, and then took out a glass of milk.

It seems that Continental Hotel's promotion of "As long as you have gold coins, you can get any service" is not in vain.

Lin Yu originally wanted to take this opportunity to get a few gold coins first, so that the process of carrying out the task would be easier, but unfortunately the plan went bankrupt.

So he had no choice but to drink it one sip at a time, and his eyes naturally fell on the pretty boy who was talking to a silver-white-haired old man in that booth.

It's not that he said that all the killers here are rubbish, and there is only one handsome guy, and Lin Yu is still good-looking.

After all, he was the guy who killed three people in a bar with a Falk pencil.

Not to mention special skills, but in terms of will and skills, it is absolutely full.

The silver-white-haired old man is Winston, the manager of the New York Continental Hotel, and has the same name as the Thunder King gorilla.

After John Wick finished discussing with Winston, he got up and walked towards the bartending counter.

"Same?" The bartender also recognized John Wick.

"Yes, bourbon." John Wick nodded.

"It's been prepared for you a long time ago." The bartender took out a freshly mixed glass and handed it to him.

"You don't have to pay any more, just treat it as a gift to celebrate your return."

The bartender's words were full of admiration: "It seems that there will be another biographical story next, which will allow me to brag to others."

"..." John Wick was silent.

In his opinion, he just had to find the perpetrator and all the people related to these things to take revenge for his dog and car.

After taking revenge, he will still choose to retire.

He was tired, and now, it was the sheer will to revenge that sustained him.

If he doesn't show a firm will to revenge, then some people will think that he is weak, that he has lived up to his past, and want to use him as a stepping stone to fame, then troubles will follow.

He's John Wick the Nightcrawler, but he wasn't the Nightcrawler in the first place...he's the one who killed the Nightcrawler who was.

"Hey, I noticed that you seem to be about to do something." A voice interrupted John Wick's thoughts.

John Wick looked up and saw the man in front of him when he entered the Continental Hotel today, who, if memory serves, was a novice who had just registered.

"I remember you," said John Wick, "so you joined at last."

"Yes, didn't I say that there is a reason why I have to join." Lin Yu nodded, "That's it, I believe you know that I am about to choose a task to perform, and only after I succeed in my determination can I start from the preparation Members become official members, and you just have something to do here, why don't you issue a task and let me assist you?"

"..." John Wick was silent.

It was the first time he saw someone who said "hugging thighs" so confidently, and it was also the first time he saw someone so familiar.

The point is, he is so familiar with him.

From the moment he entered the killer industry, at the very beginning, John Wick would naturally not meet anyone he knew well. They were all killers. Who would say hello to an unremarkable young killer? What should I do if I am implicated?
And after John Wick successfully proved himself, few people could approach him, or dare to approach him.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, nothing more.

　code word code word...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)