Turing's body tensed up when he heard Du Wei confide Barra's name, waiting until he heard Gen's name again.

Turing's hand wanted to reach under the coffee table.

There was a small pistol taped to it.

But soon a cold muzzle was pressed against her head.

"Eh, don't move, yes, slowly pull your hand out, okay, good.

I guess I don't need to remind you that my gun is safe, right?

Now move your sexy ass and get out of here."

Michael really didn't expect that the beautiful psychiatrist in front of him would have such a big reaction after Du Wei spoke.

Looks like there's something greasy in there.

But he's just a bodyguard, not an agent, so he doesn't need to think about it that much.

All he had to do was make sure Du Wei was safe tonight.

So he then reached under the coffee table and pulled out the card mini pistol that Turing had just wanted to get but didn't get.

The moment he saw this mini pistol, Michael realized that the true identity of this psychiatrist was probably not simple.

This easy-to-carry and hidden gadget is forbidden to buy here.

To be able to get it proves that the psychiatrist has a very good channel in his hands.

After a slight sigh, Michael took it out and threw it to Du Wei.

Du Wei casually glanced at it and threw it on the coffee table.

He noticed that Turing, or Genmei's gaze, had been looking at the gun, and immediately laughed:

"Don't think about it, it's going to take at least two seconds for you to get this gun and shoot it.

But that professionally trained triple-A ace bodyguard standing behind you doesn't even need a second to shoot.

I don't think you're going to be as fast as him.

Besides, the purpose of my coming to you is really simple, give me the patient's information, and I will leave immediately."

Gen Mei obviously didn't believe what Du Wei said, it's as simple as that?

Du Wei obviously knew her true identity, so could he be here just for her patient's information?

It's clearly coming at her!

Gen Mei quickly recalled in her mind where she showed her feet to attract tracking.

But no matter how she recalled, she didn't know where the omission was.

Looking at the silent Genmei, Du Wei immediately realized that she might have misunderstood something.

"Don't think about it, the only thing in this world that knows your identity is a cold thing.

The two of us should be on the same page.

By the way, let it tell you if I have any ill will towards you."

Du Wei handed over the phone, and Gen Mei took the phone suspiciously.

With a shock, looking at the text message from the unknown number, Genmei immediately changed her attitude, and her body relaxed.

As a machine believer, she has a fanatical admiration for machines.

She can even claim to be a fanatic of machines.

Therefore, letting the machine communicate with Genmei is the fastest way to eliminate misunderstandings.

Michael, who was standing behind Genmei, frowned when he saw Du Wei's gesture to let him put away the gun:

"Boss, this guy is dangerous, are you sure you want me to take the gun?"

Du Wei nodded:

"Sure, you're waiting for me outside, I have some whispers to talk to her." ….

Michael had no choice but to put the gun away.

He did see a change in the attitude of the psychiatrist named 'Turing.'

The tension at first eased abruptly after that strange text message appeared.

He couldn't understand why a simple text message could make this Turing let go of his hostility.

It's like he can't figure out that his employer will prepare him in advance.

But as a bodyguard, the less you know, the better.

Too much curiosity

Most of the bodyguards have already fed the sharks.

An existence like him, who can become an ace bodyguard, naturally understands this truth very well.

Out of this door, he will forget everything here.

Soon, after Michael left, Gen Mei looked at Du Wei's face curiously and said:

"What is your relationship with machines?"

"You can think of me as the voice of the machine, and you don't have to go to great lengths to rescue it.

Because it's safe, it can even hide itself on its own.

As long as it doesn't want to, no one in the world will be able to discover it."

Genmei nodded, completely ignoring how outrageous the machine was described in Du Wei's words.

This kind of thing, which is impossible for a cold machine to do in the eyes of ordinary people, is not a problem at all in the eyes of Genmei.

The machine is her god, and it's no wonder what it can do.

As if she suddenly remembered something, Gen Mei picked up the sketch portrait on the coffee table, and asked while recalling:

"If you want to find him, just go through the machine, there's no need to ask me."

Du Wei, who knew that Genmei would ask this question, said without changing his face:

"Every search by the machine leaves a record, even though the machine has a huge amount of data to cover up.

But it will always increase the chance of being discovered by someone who cares, and when the loophole is closed, we won't be able to communicate with it.

Besides, the person you have in your hand is from the Continental Hotel, and the security system of the Continental Hotel is another system.

The cameras inside are all closed-loop, and it is difficult for even machines to hack inside.

So ......."

Hearing the four words of Continental Hotel, Gen Mei's mind flashed.

After all, there are not many guests staying in a hotel.

"Hotel? I remembered, I'll wait a minute."

Gen Mei stepped on her high heels and rummaged inside.

Soon walked out with a bag of papers.

"He's what you're looking for, Marven, staying in room 304 of the Continental Hotel."

Du Wei glanced at the information and confirmed the information.

"Yes, it's him, thank you.

Oh, and by the way, you don't have to hire HR (Black Agent Organization) to assassinate yourself in order to target Finch.

Finch is our own person and has been too busy today.

But I can have dinner with you tomorrow, and I'll see you tomorrow."

Du Wei put the file bag back on the coffee table, stood up and left.

Genmei behind her was momentarily distracted when she heard Du Wei reveal all her future plans.

These plans were all in her head, she didn't leave any information, why did Du Wei know?

Did the machine tell him? But I didn't tell the machine about the planned actions. ….

"Machines? What's going on? Who is Du Weita?"

Genmei tries to get answers from the machine.

But for Du Wei, the machine that responded to it was as if it had never appeared here in Genmei.

The vibration of the mobile phone that Gen Mei was expecting never came.

……

Seeing Du Wei coming out of it with all his beard and tail, Michael immediately followed Du Wei's pace.

While waiting for the elevator to go down, Du Wei suddenly said:

"Are you coming by car?"

"Of course, the company has equipped us with Land Rovers for customers to travel."

"Okay, take me to the Continental Hotel."

"No problem."

With Michael's professional-level driving skills, Du Wei soon arrived at the Continental Hotel.

With Dewey's membership as a vouch, and after assuring Cullen that he would be out within thirty minutes, Michael entered the Continental Hotel as a visitor.

As for what happens if you don't come out for more than thirty minutes

I guess it's well known.

Then Du Wei asked Michael to stand in the corner of the cat's eye, and he stood in front of the door and knocked on Marven's door.

Soon a pair of vigilant eyes appeared behind the door.

Marven, whose face had just been swollen, was not worried about his safety at the Continental Hotel, which was why he dared to open the door for Du Wei.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, Du Wei squeezed in brutally, squeezing him behind the door and staggering.

Then he fell to the ground and saw the nightmare of all this time, the one with eight large white teeth.

The moment he saw Michael, the instinct of his body made him subconsciously hold his head and shout at the same time:

"Don't slap your face!"

After shouting, he realized that this was at the Continental Hotel, and no one could hurt him, as long as they were afraid of being liquidated by the Continental Hotel.

When Marven, who put down his hand, saw the mocking faces of the two people in front of him, he suddenly got up in annoyance and stumbled on the bed.

Then he stretched out his trembling finger and pointed at the two of them:

"Don't go too far! This is the Continental Hotel!

If you dare to do anything to me, you will be punished severely!"

When Michael met Marven, he understood what Du Wei had called him for.

I saw him smile and smile like a villain, then closed the door and locked it.

Then he slowly approached Marven.

As Michael approached, Marven kept retreating on the bed with a panicked expression, until he was unable to retreat against the wall, and Marven completely collapsed.

The shadow of the beating in the alley replayed in his mind over and over again.

When Marven raised his head again, tears and snot flowed down his face, and he broke down and shouted:

"Leave me alone, I know it's wrong, and I won't dare next time.

Pete told me to do it.

I have no grievances with you, and now that Pete is dead, I have no reason to trouble you.

Woo woo, Ma Ma, I'm looking for Ma Ma-"

Michael looked at the suddenly collapsed big man and looked at Du Wei with some confusion.

He just wanted to scare Marven, but he didn't want to scare Marven stupid. ….

The psychology of the person in front of me is too fragile, and it is a proper target of bullying in the schoolyard.

Du Wei smiled, bent down and stared at Marven's red and swollen eyes and said:

"Who said we're here to trouble you?

I'm here to share the gold that Pete left behind with you.

I think you, as the closest person to him at the Continental Hotel, should know where Pete keeps all his gold coins, right?"

Hearing Du Wei's words, Marven's eyes obviously dodged, and his expression was even more panicked.

Du Wei was right, he did know where Pete's gold coin was.

So the first time he learned of Pete's death, Marvin didn't go to the bar to celebrate immediately, but approached Pete's body as a friend.

He got the key to the bank safe and pocketed the 300 gold coins.

He thought it was an unwitting operation, but now Du Wei came to the door and asked where Pete's gold coins were.

What does Def Duwe know?

In fact, Du Wei really didn't know before, but now he does.

Du Wei smiled and opened the empty box he brought and threw it on the bed:

"Oh, it's already with you? I don't want much, just give me what should be given to me.

Otherwise, I think you should be fine with this box."

Marven's body trembled, of course he understood the meaning of the box containing itself.

This is to transport his body out without anyone noticing!

This Du Wei is crazy, right? Murder at the Continental Hotel? He's going to die, too!

"You can't do that! was discovered

You're going to die! I'm going to die!"

Du Wei did not deny this, he just shrugged his shoulders and said a cruel truth:

"I may die in a day, or I may die in a month.

But you certainly don't see that day anymore, so do you think you have to gamble?

Because there's something you might never be able to spend all the gold on?"

Marven was silent, silently took out a lot of gold coins from under the bed and threw them in.

Du Wei glanced cursoryly at about twenty gold coins, too few to match Pete's service time at the Continental Hotel.

Seeing that Du Wei didn't close the box, Marven tried to fool him by:

"That's all, he spends a lot of gold and goes to the killer's bar almost every night.

It's all he has left."

The corners of Du Wei's mouth curled slightly, Marven had many excuses to use, but he chose the most wrong one.

"Really? Did Marven tell you that the recent opera at the killer's bar was medieval, modern, gothic, or cyberpunk?"

Hearing Du Wei's inquiry, Marven obviously had beads of sweat running down his forehead.

God, how does he know what opera the killer bar has been playing recently?

That kind of place is only a pastime for guys who don't lack gold coins and killers with a lot of psychological pressure.

Doctors like them, who work so hard to treat a person and only have a gold coin, will not go to such a high-cost place.

If you really want to drink, wouldn't it be nice to go to a bar outside for a few dollars a glass of beer?

Again, Marven doesn't believe that Du Wei, who joined the Continental Hotel not long ago, really has the spare money to go to the killer bar to listen to the opera. ….

This question must be Du Wei bluffing him, he must be calm and not let Du Wei see it!

When this incident passes, he will definitely take out one percent of the gold coins to ask the killer to kill Du Wei to prevent future troubles!

Therefore, Marven pretended to be calm and said:

"It's a middle-world style opera, it's about the story of the Westworld, and the actress in it is fair-skinned and beautiful, and she's a stunner, right?

It's a pity that when the one inside was dueling with someone, he died directly because of the chess gap, and he was not blessed to enjoy such a stunner.

Alas, I would have liked to see the actress after she took off her clothes."

Marven breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the smile on Du Wei's face, and it seemed that he had guessed correctly.

Du Wei didn't know anything, and the problem was just to fool him.

The more detailed he was, the more likely Dewey would think it was true.

Thinking of this, Marven also cheered.

As a result, Du Wei's face on the other side suddenly changed, and he instantly turned cold:

"Wrong, it's a cyberpunk opera, and it's about the story of the people at the bottom who rebelled against the upper class and finally failed.

So...... Michael, give him some color and see."

Michael didn't know what the Continental Hotel had about not hurting people, and after hearing his employer's request, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to prepare a meal for Marven.

Marven extremely suspected that Du Wei's words just now were also deceiving himself.

Whether or not he really knew what opera was going on in the Killer Bar, Dewey would eventually let Michael do it!

Marven's pupils contracted rapidly into pinpoint shapes, and he immediately recalled the fear of being dominated when he saw Michael's casserole-sized fist.

Thinking of what Du Wei said about the corpse box, I'm afraid he will be beaten to death by Michael!

Realizing this, his voice began to distort:

"No, no, no! Don't come, don't come!

Du Wei, you hurry, you stop him, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you!"

Marven hurriedly took out a lot of gold coins from under the bed, and then stood up and lifted a piece of the floor on the ground, and there were neat rows of gold coins underneath.

In the end, Marven also demolished it

The back cover of the TV in the room also has gold coins hidden on its circuit board.

That's a whopping 350 pieces!

Du Wei narrowed his eyes, this number was more than he thought.

In front of him, Marven actually wants to spend himself with 20 gold coins?

With so many gold coins left, how is Marven going to spend it? Buy a murderer to assassinate yourself?

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Du Wei's eyes.

But it's really not a good place to do it, and Michael isn't one of his own.

Du Wei retracted the killing intent in his eyes and replaced it with a kind smile:

"That's right, wouldn't it be better for everyone to share the money together?

I don't ask for more, I'll take these and Pete will have the rest to you.

Okay, I'm gone, I'll see you again."

Looking at the backs of Du Wei and Michael leaving, Marven cursed wildly in his heart.

Good bye? Goodbye!

He had the heart to ask the killer he knew to kill Du Wei, but Du Wei's scare just now really scared out his inventory.

"Don't worry, don't worry, if I work hard for a few more months, I will definitely be able to hire a killer.

I must come out of this breath! This horse is three hundred and fifty gold coins, and he really took it without blinking!

I'm, at me!"

Incompetent and furious, Marvin vents his anger by frantically destroying furniture in the room.

……

After receiving Michael, Du Wei, who was full of harvest, directly found Karen and ordered a batch of precision pharmaceutical instruments with up to 300 gold coins from him.

Cullen was also a little surprised when he saw the list:

"What? Do you want to open a pharmaceutical factory?"

Du Wei shook his head:

"Yes and no, you know, I'm sick, I'm sick.

I need a cure, not just waiting for a new drug to be developed.

So I'm going to recruit a group of experts to specialize in my condition."

Cullen didn't doubt Du Wei's reason.

After all, Du Wei is seriously ill, and he knows it.

It's just that out of his position as a continental hotel, he still opened his mouth to confirm:

"The value of this batch of equipment is as high as 300 gold coins, are you going to pay in installments?

In your current situation, Winston may not agree to your request to pay in installments."

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