After closing the door, Ah Cuo glanced at the foreign old man who was still concentrating on dealing with the blood stains on the wall, and after seeing that he didn't react, he walked up to Monroe's side, stared into his eyes and whispered word by word: "What's going on?" Did you deliberately arrange a hotel with him just so that he would come and kill me? ”

"Your whimsical idea is really beyond my expectations," Monroe laughed, then stood up from the couch, pointed to the back of the couch and said, "Come and do me a favor, so that the scavenger doesn't have to do it yourself, but you know that there is always nothing wrong with the process." ”

As Monroe spoke, Ah Cuo saw the rolled up carpet hidden behind the couch. The furniture in the living room has been removed beforehand, and two people only need to lay out the carpet. After laying out the carpet, Ah Cuo still couldn't figure out how Monroe had changed this place in the most ten minutes since the accident......

At this time, another foreign old man had already cleaned up the blood stains on the wall. He packed the tools and all the cleaned things in a black plastic bag, and then pushed out a hotel cleaning car from the bedroom, and when he put everything in the car, a dead man's head was exposed, which was the foreigner who had just been stoned to death with an ashtray by Ah Cuo.

After stuffing the black plastic bag into the cleaning cart along with the replaced carpet, the white-haired foreign old man turned to Monroe and said in English: "What the eye can see has been cleaned up, and if there is no instrument to detect it, no one will know that this is the scene of the murder." All that's left to do is replace everything here, I've set up a room with the same room to swap, and all the work will be done in two days. ”

After the old man finished speaking, Monroe had already taken out the checkbook, signed a check, handed it to the foreign old man, and said with a smile: "Save some for your own pension, don't send it all to the girl's skirt, you are a high-risk period for a stroke at your age." ”

"Take care of yourself," the old man glanced at the numbers on the check, and then took it after he was satisfied. After carefully putting away the check, he continued to Monroe: "I attended your funeral, and the night gave you the title of martyr. Now that you're alive in Shanghai, how would those five people in the dark know if you killed them? Even for the sake of face, it can't let you continue to live in the world. ”

Speaking of this, the old man paused, turned his gaze to look at Ah Cuo, and then continued to say to Monroe: "Now that your young man has killed the people of the night, even if he is only a peripheral member, there will always be a time when the dominoes will be pushed on you......"

"Grab your check and get out of here...... Don't get too far, you know what I mean. Before the old man could finish speaking, Monroe interrupted him with a laugh and a curse. After making a grimace, he continued: "There is a bar in this hotel, and if you clean it up early, you will still have time to go there for a dip." There are a lot of girls waiting for you. ”

The old man turned around and pushed the cleaning cart towards the door, and said as he walked, "For the sake of old friends, I will give you a message for free." There is a dark night in Shanghai that ranks high, and he should have come out to pick up private work behind his family. He's friends with the dead ghost's liaison......"

By this point, the old man had already walked to the door, looked back at Monroe and said the last sentence: "If you are found by the night, don't tell me." After saying that, without waiting for Monroe to answer, the old man turned around and pushed the cleaning cart out of the room.

It wasn't until the old man was outside that he stared at Monroe and said, "Who is that old foreign man?" Listen to what he said, what kind of night are you and the man who came to kill me? What did you go to all the trouble to find me? ”

"These are just a little episodes, and as I told you, I'm going to teach you what your father taught me." As he spoke, Monroe poured himself a glass of whiskey, and after taking a sip of the wine in the glass, he patted Ah Cuo's shoulder with a smile and said, "Anyway, I will teach you how he taught me......

Speaking of this, Monroe got up from the sofa, glanced at Ah Cuo, and continued: "But even the interlude is just a prologue, are you interested in seeing what ......else is behind the prologue?" As he spoke, Monroe poured himself another half glass of whiskey, but before he could put the bottle away, Ah Cuo directly reached out and grabbed the bottle in his hand. While staring at Monroe, he poured a small half-bottle of whiskey into his neck.

After the wine was drunk, Ah Cuo's face regained a little ruddy. Squinted at Monroe and said, "Anyway, it's like this, even if it's a cliff in front of me, I'll go with you, it's a big deal, it's still a big one after twenty years." But in front of me, I admit it, but if there is a mistake in Grandpa's place, I don't want to give up this hundred catties, and I will also drag you to die together. ”

"Your reaction is really the same as when I touched it" Monroe didn't care about A's threat, drank the whiskey in his glass with a smile, and then slowly walked towards the door, saying as he walked: "Go to my room and see the music after the prologue......"

With the strength of the wine, Ah Cuo followed Monroe to his room. I saw a thirty-four-five-year-old foreigner tied with duct tape on the chair in the center of the living room, this person was short and thin, and he looked like he was eighty or ninety pounds. This foreign buddy was tied with great skill, and he didn't have much duct tape on his body, but it was enough to keep him from moving at all.

The man's ears, eyes, and mouth were also wrapped in duct tape. It wasn't until Monroe and Aso approached that they realized that someone had approached them. After hesitating for a moment, he began to twist his body desperately, and his mouth wrapped in tape began to make a "whine" sound.

Monroe reached out and ripped the tape around the man's eye, and saw that the person in front of him was Monroe, who had subdued him, and the tied man stopped struggling. looked innocently at the former dark night NO.1, and the "woo" sound in his mouth became smaller.

"Now I'll tear the tape off your mouth," he said, but Monroe didn't mean to do anything, he smiled and continued to the kidnapper: "But if you shout loudly and interfere with the rest of the surrounding guests, I can only break your Adam's apple and make you speechless." Do you understand? The kidnapped man's face turned pale, and he nodded vigorously at Monroe.

Monroe then ripped off the tape from the other part of his head, and after the man took a few breaths, he took a pitiful look at Monroe and the Ah Cuo behind him, and said in English: "I will work with you, I have a business card in my jacket pocket, call someone named William, and he will redeem me with no less than one million euros in cash." ”

Speaking of this, the man suddenly thought of something, closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head and continued, "I have a serious memory impairment, and I will not pose a threat to you. For God's sake, please don't hurt me. ”

"Are you talking about Weasel William?" After watching the kidnapped person froze for a moment, Monroe smiled playfully, reached out and took out the business card on this person's body, and after taking a look, he handed the business card to Ah Cuo behind him, and then continued to say to the kidnapped person: "The top 100 executors in the dark night have their own exclusive contacts, but the contact person of Weasel William is not you. If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be the joint liaison on the Periphery of the Night. The Weasel has a personal relationship with you, and you also contacted him for his private work behind the night's back, right? ”

As Monroe spoke, the expression on the face of the tied man had changed. He looked up at Monroe coldly, and only after a while did he say, "Who are you?" Knowing that I am the contact person of the dark night, do you dare to attack me, are you not afraid of the revenge of the dark night? ”

"You should be the one who is afraid of revenge in the night," Monroe pulled a chair and sat in front of the man, and while removing the tape from his body, he continued: "The rules of the night are that the executors and contacts who contact the work privately outside must be severely punished. The executors are a little better, and they still have the value of use, and they will not be treated badly. But it's hard to say who is the liaison, remember the contact person of the imp Bill, Thomas. Shock? He was burned at the stake. ”

After Monroe finished saying these words, although the expression on the face of the person who was tied up remained unchanged, beads of sweat the size of soybeans had slid down his forehead......