Zhenglian Headquarters.

trial room.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

After arriving in the interrogation room, Russell spoke first.

After seeing Russell coming to the interrogation room, Perkins wanted to get up.

But as soon as she exerted force, severe pain spread from the wound on her body.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

Perkins endured the pain in his body and said slowly.

Seeing the cold and glamorous killer who is well-known in the killer world become what she is now, Russell is a little curious about what she has experienced.

The time he had known Perkins was not too short, but he had never seen Perkins in such a mess.

Under normal circumstances, the killer would find a safe place to hide after being injured, lest the enemies receive news and come to seek revenge.

Although Russell is not Perkins' enemy, their relationship is not good enough to provide shelter for each other.

After observing Perkins' current state through perspective, Russell found that Perkins' state was more serious than it appeared.

To be precise, if there is no medical assistance, Perkins will only have an hour to live at most.

Internal bleeding, broken ribs, and penetrating wounds from several pistol bullets.

In fact, even without the ability of clairvoyance, one only needs to look at the blood under Perkins' chair to know that her current state is not so bad.

"Sorry, if there is no other place to go, I will never come to you without authorization."

Perkins said reluctantly, his cold and charming face was covered with pea-sized sweat.

"Can make you so embarrassed, I'm a little curious now what kind of commission you have accepted?"

As Russell spoke, he came to sit down opposite Perkins.

Although Perkins is in a very bad state now, he won't die for a while. He plans to ask the question first, and then decide whether to save Perkins.

"It's not a commission, it's done by the Continental Hotel."

Perkins said an answer that Russell hadn't thought of.

"What did the hotel do?"

"Why did the hotel deal with you? Did you kill someone in the hotel?"

Russell continued to ask.

"No, I didn't violate any rules of the hotel."

"Actually, I don't know why the hotel attacked me, but the person who dealt with me was indeed sent by the hotel."

"You should be familiar with this thing!"

After speaking, Perkins took out a small metal object from his pocket and threw it to Russell.

Although it was stained with some blood, Russell didn't mind and grabbed the small object thrown by Perkins.

This is a small badge with a unique shape, not much bigger than a gold coin on the high table.

For ordinary people, this is a small badge with a unique shape, nothing special.

But for the hitman at the Continental Hotel, the badge is anything but simple.

This is the badge that only the ace of the killers directly under the hotel is eligible to receive.

Killers with this badge can use the services of all Continental Hotels for free.

To put it simply, this badge is the membership card of the killer directly under the Continental Hotel.

"Being able to kill the direct killer of the hotel, it seems that your strength has improved a lot."

Russell put down the blood-stained badge and said with a smile.

And not all ace killers can get it, only those ace killers who have been certified by the high table can get this badge that can use the free services of all mainland hotels.

As far as Russell knows, the Continental Hotel has only issued less than ten such badges.

He had a chance to get one too, but the high table didn't give him one in the end.

It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, but that the High Table was very aware of the little secrets between him and Winston.

"These are left by that guy." Perkins pointed to the wounds on his body with a wry smile.

"Although you paid a great price, you are still alive, which means you are stronger."

Russell said with a smile.

"The other party was careless, otherwise, I would definitely be the one who died."

Perkins knows exactly how he survived.

If the other party hadn't seen that she was a woman and she was pretty good-looking, she would never have had any chance.

"Okay, let's not talk about this first."

"Why did the hotel send a direct killer to kill you? Do you know the reason?"

Russell asked about the most curious places.

Normally, as long as they don't kill or assassinate the hotel's managers and employees in the hotel, the hotel will not treat outsourced killers like Perkins at all.

After all, Continental Hotel is just a middleman.

Although the middleman itself is a behemoth in the killer world, in any case, the Continental Hotel is also a hotel.

Providing services to other killers, and setting up a few rules for the chaotic killer world that do not violate the interests of many killers, this is basically the entire role of the Continental Hotel to the outside world.

Of course, when someone really wanted to kill someone, the Continental Hotel wouldn't be stingy.

No matter whether it is sending a directly-operated killer or entrusting an outsourced killer, the Continental Hotel will not hesitate.

But having said that, Perkins is a veteran killer who has been in the killer world for many years, she can't easily do something to offend the Continental Hotel.

"I don't know much more than you know now. I only know that the hotel not only shot at me, but also shot at other people."

Perkins' tone became weaker and weaker.

"Are you sure you haven't done anything to offend the hotel recently?"

"Absolutely not, I'm not a lunatic like you!"

"Then why did the hotel send direct killers to kill you with great fanfare, and the ones they sent were elites?"

Russell pointed to the badge on the table.

"If I knew, I wouldn't be so embarrassed now."

"I know you're curious right now, but can you give me some emergency aid first, I'm bleeding badly right now."

Perkins looked at Russell pleadingly.

Although there were some bruises on his face and some blood, Perkins' appearance was still online.

"It's okay to save you, but I hope that my rescue will be rewarded as it should be, understand?"

Russell said slowly.

"Understood!" Perkins nodded seriously.

After seeing Perkins' increasingly pale face, Russell raised his right hand, and a white tentacle emerged from his index finger~lightnovelpub.net~ Although he didn't know what the purpose of this white tentacle was, but after seeing the white tentacle , Perkins swallowed unconsciously.

"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"

The white tentacles soon came to Perkins and wrapped around her left hand.

cure!

When the white tentacles attached to Perkins' left hand, Russell did not hesitate, and directly used the extraordinary healing power of the King's Serum.

Perkins, who was already dangling in front of the gate of hell, soon felt an indescribable vitality.

In the blink of an eye, all the wounds on his body disappeared, and his extremely pale face due to excessive blood loss also returned to a normal ruddy complexion.

After healing all the injuries on Perkins, Russell retracted the white tentacles and continued to ask: "Now, you can tell everything you know."

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