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trial room.

"have not seen you for a long time!"

After coming to the interrogation room, Russell was the first to speak.

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

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

"have not seen you for a long time!"

Perkins endured the pain in his body and said slowly.

Seeing that the glamorous killer, who was well-known in the killer world, became what he is now, Russell was a little curious about what she had gone through.

The time he has known Perkins is not short, but he has never seen Perkins look so embarrassed.

Usually, after the killer is injured, he will find a safe place to hide, lest the enemy receive the news and come to seek revenge.

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

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

To be precise, Perkins would only have an hour's life at most if he didn't get medical help.

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

In fact, even without the ability to see through, just by looking at the blood under Perkins' chair, you can know that her current state is not so bad.

"Sorry, if it wasn't for there being nowhere else to go, I would never have come to you without permission."

Perkins reluctantly said, the cold and charming face was covered with sweat the size of a bean.

"You can make you so embarrassed, I'm a little curious now what commission did you take?"

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

Although Perkins is in a very bad state now, he will not die for a while. He plans to finish asking questions first, and then decide whether to save Perkins or not.

"It wasn't a commission, it was done by the Continental Hotel."

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

"What did the hotel do?"

"Why should the hotel deal with you, you killed someone in the hotel?"

Russell continued to ask.

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

"Actually, I don't know why the hotel shot me, but the people who dealt with me were indeed sent by the hotel."

"You should be familiar with this thing!"

After speaking, Perkins took 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.

It's a chic little badge, not much bigger than a gold coin on a high table.

For ordinary people, this is a little badge with a chic shape, nothing special.

But for the killer of the Continental Hotel, this badge is not simple at all.

This is the badge that only the ace of the hotel's direct killers is eligible to get.

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.

"If you can kill the hotel's direct killer, 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 identified by the high table can get this badge that can use all the free services of mainland hotels.

As far as Russell knew, the Continental Hotel had only issued less than ten such badges in total.

He had a chance to get one, but the high table was not sent to him in the end.

It's not that he is not strong enough, but that the high table is very clear about the little secrets between him and Winston.

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

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

Russell said with a smile.

"The other party is careless, otherwise, the person who died is definitely me."

Perkins knew exactly how he survived.

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

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

"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 people in the hotel or assassinate the manager and staff of the hotel, the hotel will not have any opponents to outsourced killers like Perkins.

After all, the Continental Hotel is just a middleman.

Although this middleman itself is a giant in the killer world, in any case, the positioning of the Continental Hotel is also a hotel.

To provide services to other killers, and to set a few rules for the chaotic killer world that does not violate the interests of many killers, this is basically the whole role of the Continental Hotel.

Of course, when they really want to kill people, the Continental Hotel will not be stingy.

Whether it is to send a direct-operated killer or to entrust 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 offend the mainland hotel.

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

Perkins' tone grew weaker.

"Are you sure you haven't done anything against the hotel lately?"

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

"Then why did the hotel send out a direct hitman to kill you with great fanfare, and the one sent was an elite?"

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 help first, I've lost a lot of blood now."

Perkins looked at Russell pleadingly.

Although there are some bruises on his face and some blood stains, Perkins's appearance is still online.

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

Russell said slowly.

"Understood!" Perkins nodded seriously. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Looking at Perkins' increasingly pale face, Russell raised his right hand, and a white tentacle sprang from his index finger.

Although I don't know what the white tentacle does, after seeing the white tentacle, Perkins swallowed unconsciously.

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

cure!

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

Perkins, who was already swaying 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 abnormally pale complexion due to excessive blood loss returned to his normal rosy complexion.

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