Continental Hotel.

Room 911.

Lawson got up early in the morning, washed up and had a breakfast, and began to prepare for a full day of special services at the Continental Hotel.

Don't get me wrong, the "special services" here are not the kind of "special services".

As an agency dedicated to hitmen under the umbrella of the High Table, the Continental Hotel itself offers accommodation and evasion services, as well as special services provided by different characters in the hotel.

For example, the tailor provides the killer with the bulletproof outfits he needs to carry out the mission, the sommelier supplies the killer with weapons, and the cartographer provides the killer with the maps he needs for the mission......

In short, all the needs of the killer can be met in the Continental Hotel, and it is precisely because of this perfect service that the Continental Hotel has been prosperous for a long time and has become an increasingly important existence in the killer world.

Garment factory.

"Mr. Rosen, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The tailor in a suit and leather shoes greeted him and shook Lawson's hand, "The boss has already instructed that there will be no charge for your service, I wonder if you are using it for formal occasions or planning for social gatherings?" ”

"Social, can I make a small request?"

Rosen stood up and let the tailor take a pose so that he could take measurements.

"Of course."

"Well, I hope this outfit is not made into a suit, but in the style of casual wear."

"Casual clothes?"

The tailor was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the measuring ruler was a meal, to be honest, he had served so many killers, and it was the first time he had heard such a request.

But the customer is God, and since Rosen asked for it, the tailor had to do what the other party said.

It didn't take long, or about an hour, for the tailor to finish the casual clothes.

After all, if it is a suit, the tailor has to design it first, consider issues such as style and aesthetics, and casual clothes don't care so much at all, as long as it is comfortable enough and easy to move.

"Let me first introduce you to the fabrics used this time."

While waiting for the final bulletproof test, the tailor took a few pieces of fabric and placed them on the table, introducing Rosen, "The silicon carbide valve disc, ceramic matrix, and layered fit-fitting design, this is the most cutting-edge bulletproof material on the market today, as long as it is sewn between the clothes and the lining, it is absolutely unbreakable, of course, this material is not a panacea." ”

The tailor smiled and continued, "Although it can be bulletproof, the impact is still unavoidable, and after the bullet hits the body, it may still be painful. ”

Rosen nodded clearly, not too disappointed, he is not the kind of killer who "opens a matchless", and the Continental Hotel can come up with this level of body armor, which has already met his needs.

And if you want to be bulletproof and eliminate the impact, it has to be Wakanda's vibranium to do it, and it is definitely not something that the current Rosen can access.

"It's probably the easiest job I've ever done."

After the bulletproof test was completed, the tailor wrapped up the casual clothes and asked the assistant to send them to room 911, and couldn't help but sigh.

Rosen smiled, he understood what the tailor meant, it was nothing more than the psychology of feeling that the difficulty was too low and killing chickens with a knife.

However, Rosen also has his own considerations, his apparent identity is just a street vendor driving a food truck, and if he insists on wearing a suit, the sense of disobedience is inevitably a little too great.

It's better to wear casual clothes, lightweight, low-key, and unobtrusive, which is Rosen's style of action.

Bidding farewell to the elegant tailor, Rosen kept moving, and after changing floors, he pushed the door open and entered another room.

As far as the eye can see, there is a large wine cabinet filled with all kinds of fine wines, and when you look inside, the sommelier is already ready and waiting for Rosen to arrive.

"Mr. Rosen, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The sommelier bowed slightly, and greeted politely, and he was also greeted in advance, so there was no accident, and he directly introduced the appropriate firearms to Lawson.

"I don't know what style you like, but I sincerely recommend this new batch from Austria."

The sommelier picked up two pistols from the shelf and put them on the glass counter, "This is the Glock 34 and Glock 26 pistols, adjustable handles, flat magazines, it is very convenient to change bullets, you can experience it for yourself." ”

Rosen picked up the Glock 34, tried a few shooting moves, and pulled the bolt to listen to the sound, it felt really handy, as for the Glock 26 pistol, it was his usual model before, so he didn't need to hone his feel anymore.

"What else do you need?"

Seeing that Lawson was satisfied with the choice of pistol, the sommelier asked with a smile.

"I also need some equipment that is powerful and accurate."

At the recommendation of the sommelier, he purchased a multi-caliber bolt-action sniper rifle, a light automatic rifle, a semi-automatic shotgun, and a sharp dagger as the final dessert.

"By the way, is there a shooting range around here, I want to fully experience the performance of these guns."

Before leaving, Lawson asked, and the sommelier nodded, "Of course, the shooting range is on the basement level, you can ask the waiter to show you the way." ”

As he spoke, the sommelier picked up the telephone microphone on the side and said something to the front desk of the hotel, and the front desk quickly responded, and a waiter pushed the door and walked in.

"Hello, Mr. Rosen, please come with me."

After the waiter finished speaking, he took Lawson to the location of the shooting range, and those firearms were completely ignored, and other specialized service personnel would be responsible for sending them to the shooting range for the shooting test later.

Range.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out from time to time, and when Rosen arrived, there were already people in the range.

He didn't care about anyone else, he put on his earmuffs, held the Glock 34 pistol, walked to the No. 8 window and stood still, raising the gun to aim at the humanoid target in front of him.

Speaking of which, Lawson, who has a six-year-long career, is definitely not a novice in firearms, which can be proved by his intermediate firearms proficiency skills certified by the system.

But this time, Rosen's feeling was a little different than before, he was holding a pistol, and he actually had a feeling like an arm, as if he was a part of his body, as if he didn't need to aim, and he could hit his target with his eyes closed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

Six gunshots.

Rosen looked at the humanoid target, and six bullets hit the forehead one after another, without the slightest deviation, and only caused a hole from beginning to end.

In the past, he may have achieved a similar effect, but between each shot, there must be at least a centimeter or so error, and it is absolutely impossible to achieve such perfection.