If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger!

The most important thing in life is to have an adventurous spirit.

Booker still knows this truth.

Doesn't it just take Booker to die once?

Is it hard?

At the very least, for Booker, he has no psychological barriers.

What?

Unlucky?

Scold.

"Shhh

After returning to the hotel, Booker suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Vivian, who was once again pretending to be a couple with him, touched his chin and said, "It just so happens that I can also use this time, my funeral, to see how many people will come to my funeral." ”

Nothing is a better test of friendship than a funeral.

Whether it is a real good friend or a fake friend who thinks it is a snake, when the funeral comes, it will be clear at a glance.

Booker's eyes lit up, and when he thought of this, there was no uneasiness, and even, a little eagerness.

Vivien seemed a little surprised by this: "You still have friends?" ”

Booker froze and looked at Vivien.

What is the ......

Why don't I like to listen to it so much?

What do you mean, you still have friends?

Booker corrected, "Ms. Vivian, your words should be a full stop." ”

Vivien shook her head: "No, it's just a question mark, it's just a little surprised that you still have friends." ”

Booker laughed.

Vivien looked at Booker, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that this smile was a smile of a weak heart: "I've been to your Star Mansion, and I know you quite well, Mr. Detective Underwood, but if you want to say that the cat named Yuumi is your friend, then you do have friends, friends outside of work." ”

"Lady Vivien, my friend, a lot."

"For example?"

"For example, a few of my ...... at university"

Booker was just about to tell Vivien the names of some of his best friends from college to prove that he had friends, when the door rang.

"Ding Dong!"

After Booker opened the door, a room attendant handed over an envelope in his hand: "Sir, this is a lady who left at the front desk, let us deliver it to your room." ”

After the room attendant finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Booker took the envelope, closed the door, and then, neatly tore the seal of the envelope, and a note with the time and place written on it fell from the envelope.

The time is five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

The location is next to a fountain of an angel statue in Central Park.

Booker raised an eyebrow.

Vivien walked over, glanced at Booker, and said, "This should be the Textile Mill Killer in charge of monitoring your movements." ”

Booker snorted and didn't speak.

Vivien looked at Booker curiously: "Then what are you going to do now, you know, in order to let you join them, I have said a lot of good things, to convince Sloan that you are a reckless killer, if you kill for money, then, you will definitely be ranked third in the killer list...... No, fourth. ”

"Fourth?"

"Hmm."

"Who are the top three?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Vivien looked at Booker and frowned, "You don't want to catch them, do you?" ”

Booker laughed: "Can't you, can't you, you have a good relationship with them?" ”

Vivien shook her head: "No, I never deal with killers, I always deal with their boss, however, I can give you a piece of advice, don't go to them, you will die, die miserably!" ”

Booker smiled: "Is it so powerful?" ”

Vivien took two Bourbourbon from the bar, handed one to Booker, took a sip, and then, with a laugh, said to Booker: "John Wick, he's retired, but, he's still the number one killer, you know, why?" ”

John Wick?

The dog lover?

Booker listened to this familiar name, thinking in his heart, his expression did not move, and he shook his head: "Tell me to hear it?" ”

"Killers don't have holidays!"

Vivian said, looked at Booker and said: "As long as it is a killer, waiting for his ending, there are only two kinds, the first is that he is killed after failing in the operation mission, and the second is that he is killed by his own people, for so many years, only John Wick has successfully retired alone, and his boss gave him a task that he couldn't complete at all, but he still completed it." ”

Booker listened and nodded: "What about the second place?" ”

Vivien shrugged her shoulders and said: "Arthur, a qualified killer, needs a stable mentality, exquisite techniques, killing invisibly, this is a necessary trait of a top killer, and Arthur, who is known as a mechanic in the industry, perfectly meets this, in his hundreds of operational missions, none of them have been noticed by the police, and they have all been closed by the police as an accident, among them, guess how many, are the cases handled by the New York Police Department?" ”

The corners of Booker's mouth rose: "Yes, I have only been in the Serious Crime Bureau for a year." ”

One word!

That's because I'm not in the Crime Unit.

But......

This Arthur?

Mechanic?

Mechanic movie?

Is that the Arthur who killed his own master and his master's son and apprentice?

Booker secretly wrote down the names of Arthur and John, and then looked at Vivien: "What about the third place?" ”

"Numbers!"

"What is this?"

"Codename."

Vivian said in a deep voice: "For the work of the killer, any killer organization, what the most wanted, will be this killer named after the number, because this digital killer can complete every task stably, and will not cause twists and turns in the task because of any emotion, compared to John and Arthur, this digital killer is calm like an efficient machine that will be executed after the program is set!" ”

This is......

Hitman: Codename 47 series!

Booker listened to Vivien's description, the killer named by numbers, and the adjectives of the machine, no matter how you look at it, they all look like killers: code name 47.

"So ......"

After Vivien introduced the three killers who are now ranked in the killer industry, Booker, who looked at Booker with a smile on his face and didn't know what he was thinking, said: "As a friend, I advise you, don't go to them, you will die." ”

Booker came back to his senses and looked at Vivien, "Will you go to my funeral, my friend?" ”

The corners of Vivian's mouth rose, and she looked very charming: "Of course, as a friend, will you tell me, your plan?" ”

Booker laughed and took a sip of his glass.

And then......

"No!"

Booker drank all the wine in the cup, and then, with one hand, put his arm around Vivian's waist, close to Vivian's ear: "Su Su said, the more beautiful a woman, the more you can't believe that you are beautiful, so I can't tell you." ”

Vivien: "......"