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Through the crack in the door, you can see a woman lying inside the door, dressed like a hotel waiter.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and there was a faint smell of blood.

After a few gestures towards Luo Qing on the opposite side, Wang Dong gently pushed open the door.

Luo Qing went in first, and after entering the door, he flashed to the side, and Wang Dong rushed in after him.

Lying in the doorway was a waiter, with a pool of blood on the floor beneath him.

Luo Qing reached out and touched the waiter's neck, then shook his head, signaling that the waiter was dead.

There was a person sitting on the sofa in the living room, Wang Dong looked around, shook his head, and then pointed to the bedroom, indicating that there was someone in the bedroom.

Dead on the couch was a bodyguard who had been shot in the forehead and the bullet had not pierced the skull.

Inside the bedroom door, the body of another bodyguard was lying down, also shot in the head, but it was shot in the side, and the bullet flew off the forehead.

There are scorch marks at the site where the bullet was fired, indicating that the killer fired at close range.

"!"

Seeing the corpse lying next to the bed, Wang Dong couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

It's Peter Chen, who died early.

was also shot in the forehead, and when he died, he was glaring angrily, which was very shocking.

"It was a professional killer."

Wang Dong nodded, and when he came in, he thought of it.

The killer left no obvious traces, and the use of disinfectant was not to wash away the bloodstains, but to destroy things that could be incriminating evidence, such as fingerprints.

"The corpse is not cold yet, and the blood stains at the door have not coagulated......"

"Zhao Yu!"

Wang Dong suddenly thought of it, and Luo Qing also reacted immediately.

At this time, inside the room on the fourth floor of the hotel.

Zhao Yu had woken up, but his sanity had not yet recovered, his vision was blurred, and his neck hurt even more, as if he had just been hit by a car.

He sat on a chair in his bedroom, his hands and feet tied.

In front of him, there was a vague back.

"Don't look for it, I don't have what you want here."

The man walked towards Zhao Yu, but his face was hidden in the shadows.

It's a man, but it's definitely not Wang Dong, because he's more than 1.9 meters tall and very burly, so he should be a Westerner.

An object was thrown over and landed on Zhao Yu's thigh.

It was the fake passport that Luo Qing helped him get a few days ago.

"I don't have much to say when it falls into your hands. You can torture me, torture me, even kill me, but don't expect anything from me. ”

"What about them?"

The man spoke "Guys", standard American colloquialism, with a pronounced regional accent.

Zhao Yu smiled coldly, didn't say it, and didn't need to say it.

The luggage had already been packed, and according to Wang Dong's instructions, if they did not return before five o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yu had to leave Monaco immediately.

"You can be silent, but I have a hundred ways to get you to beg for mercy."

"Phew-"

Zhao Yu's answer was a mouthful of thick phlegm.

probably didn't expect Zhao Yu to use this method to fight back, but the man couldn't dodge, in fact, he didn't dodge at all.

"Didi, Didi......"

When the man raised his hand, about to teach Zhao Yu a lesson, Zhao Yu's mobile phone rang.

The sudden sound startled the man, and when he went to get his phone, he didn't notice Zhao Yu's expression.

It's not an incoming call, it's a set alarm.

It's just the early hours of the morning, who would set the alarm clock in the early hours of the morning?

"What is this?" He took his phone.

Zhao Yu looked at him and didn't say anything.

"If you want to die, I'll send you to hell right now!" He raised his pistol and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Zhao Yu's forehead.

Zhao Yu still looked at him and didn't say anything.

He opened the safety of the pistol and made the appearance of a shot.

At this time, the "Didi" sound disappears, and the alarm program automatically closes.

He put away his pistol, walked to the window, and looked out.

"You're late." At this time, Zhao Yu spoke, "They have left Monaco, and I don't know where he went." ”

The man walked back, visibly affected.

"I know who sent you, and I know you won't kill me, at least not now. If I did, I would have died. ”

"What do you think?"

"I said you could torture me, torture me, even kill me, but don't expect anything from me."

"They're still in Monaco and haven't left, are they?"

Zhao Yu smiled coldly before saying, "Yes, it's just the beginning, not now." It was the alarm clock I set to make sure that if I didn't contact them immediately, it would mean that I had left Monaco safely. Obviously, they will leave Monaco immediately. ”

"Who are they?"

"Why, you don't know where they come from?"

"I don't have a lot of patience." The man raised his pistol again. "Let me ask you again, who are they?"

"What do you say?"

"So, I won't let you suffer a little......"

The man put away his pistol and pulled out a switchblade.

If you want to torture people, knives are better than guns.

"I say, I say!" Seeing the switchblade, Zhao Yu seemed to be frightened and shouted loudly.

"Who are they!?"

"Haha......"

Zhao Yu suddenly laughed, and the man didn't react at once.

"Do you know why I'm telling you this?"

"Why?"

Zhao Yu suppressed his laughter and looked towards the door behind the man.

The man was visibly stunned, but immediately regained his composure. "Do you think a kid like this can fool me?"

Zhao Yu didn't seem to hear his words, just sneered.

"He didn't lie to you."

The words that suddenly came out from behind him startled the man.

Immediately after, a cold hard object pressed against the back of his head.

He was just stunned, hesitating to be exact.

Less than half a second, but that's enough.

Just as he was about to turn around and fight with the person behind him with the switchblade in his hand, a hard object slashed at his neck.

Not a knife, it's the handle of a pistol.

It was Wang Dong who did it.

After the man fell, Wang Dong kicked the switchblade away from his hand, and then searched for the pistol, holding the muzzle of the gun against the man's forehead.

Then, Wang Dong touched his neck, and there was a pulse, but he fainted.

At this time, Luo Qing, who came in, loosened the tie for Zhao Yu.

"Who is he?" Zhao Yu asked deliberately.

"Professional killers." Wang Dong had already searched the man's body, except for a car remote control key, only some cash and two pistol magazines. "You go clean up, we need to get out of here. Upstairs there were several bodies in the presidential suite, and the police may have been on their way. ”

Zhao Yu didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to pack his things.

At this time, Luo Qing pushed a dining cart in.

Wang Dong didn't kill the professional killer, obviously to get information, so he had to leave the hotel with the professional killer.