Chapter 6 The High Table in the Continental Hotel

Lost pet cat...

An underage girl who ran away from home...

Husband suspected of cheating...

Stolen jewelry…

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Although there were many commission letters stuffed at the door of the office, they were basically routine detective work and could not interest Russell at all.

After quickly browsing the commission letters in his hand, Russell threw them into the trash can.

Let's solve the problem of anonymous phone calls first!

Russell opened the office cabinet behind him, entered the password, and opened the safe inside.

Several stacks of cash, twenty or thirty gold coins, two pistols, and four magazines.

Of these two pistols, one is a HK P30L and the other is a Glock 26.

Although Russell has a physique far beyond that of a normal person, when he is a killer, he still prefers to use a pistol instead of rushing forward to fight in close combat like a berserker.

In order to be a good professional as a killer, he also deliberately learned several different shooting techniques.

For example, Mozambique shooting, contact shooting, directional shooting, CARs shooting, etc.

Times have changed!

This is no longer the era when you can be a killer with just a gun.

Professionalism determines how long a killer can live.

He took out the HK P30L and Glock 26 from the safe and checked them. After confirming that there were no problems, Russell put the two guns into the holster and hung them on his belt.

After putting on the weapon, he took out two spare magazines and ten gold coins from the safe and put them in his pocket.

After doing all this, he locked the safe, closed the door of the office, and took a taxi to the Continental Hotel.

Although he drove over, he had no intention of driving to the hotel by himself.

Continental Hotel.

From the outside, it looks like an average hotel at an intersection.

But in fact, this is the killer base in New York.

Regardless of whether you are a direct-operated killer of Continental Hotel, as long as you have gold coins issued by the management team behind Continental Hotel, you can enter the hotel and enjoy all the hotel's services.

The Continental Hotel is New York's killer base.

Not only the killers knew about this, but the New York police also knew about it.

But he knows that until now, Russell has never heard of any unlucky guy being arrested by the police in the hotel.

To some extent, the Continental Hotel represents safety.

If you stay here, you won't have to worry about the police suddenly coming to your door, let alone the assassination of your colleagues.

But today, Russell came here not to check in, but to inquire about information.

After getting off the taxi, Russell walked straight into the hotel.

He did not go to the front desk to find the bald black waiter Charon, but came to the secret bar located underground in the hotel with ease.

There is a coin slot on the door of the bar.

After taking out a gold coin from his pocket and putting it in, the waiter inside opened the observation window on the door and took a look.

After confirming that Russell was the only one at the door, the waiter opened the door.

The entrance fee is one gold coin!

Although these gold coins are issued and promoted by High Table, the purchasing power of these gold coins has always been a mystery.

Enter the bar, one gold coin.

Find a doctor, one gold coin.

Check into the hotel, one gold coin

It's still one gold coin to dispose of a corpse.

Even if you just bring your pet dog to the hotel, it's still one gold coin.

On a larger scale, one gold coin can hire a killer.

To put it mildly, one gold coin can only allow someone to help take care of a pet dog for a few hours.

Although the purchasing power of these gold coins has always been a mystery, with the promotion of the high table, these gold coins have become hard currency in the killer world.

Speaking of this, we have to talk about the magical organization of Gaotai Table.

The High Table is a killer alliance formed by major gangs around the world. It has a total of 12 seats and is headquartered in the desert near Casablanca.

These 12 seats are the management of the high table, occupied by forces such as the Camorra, the Mafia, the 'Ndrangheta, the Chinese, and the Russians.

The Continental Hotel is one of the subsidiaries of Gaotai Table.

On the surface, the high table is united internally to fight against external enemies.

But in fact, there are undercurrents and intrigues inside.

But this has nothing to do with Russell.

Although he is a direct salesman of the Continental Hotel, he does not belong to any faction.

If there is a task that interests him, he will do it.

If not, he would be a private detective who abides by the law and pays taxes on time.

It's not night yet.

But there were already many customers in the bar.

Among them were several of Russell's old friends.

After nodding to these people, he went straight to the bar, took out a gold coin and handed it to the bartender.

"I want a reliable hacker, any recommendations?"

"The hacker group Rising Tide has done several quite sensational cases recently. Do you need me to contact you?"

The bartender said while wiping the wine glass.

Rising Tide Organization?

This name sounds a bit familiar!

"Okay, let them call me at this number."

After speaking, Russell took out a business card with only a phone number printed on it from his pocket and placed the business card next to the gold coin.

"Okay, Mr. Bradley!"

"Want something to drink?"

The bartender put away his business card and gold coins and said with a smile.

"Stay the same!"

"Okay, sir!"

The bartender took out a wine glass from the bar and poured Russell a glass of Glendronach 18-year-old whiskey.

It's a bit funny to say it.

Russell has been a killer for more than two years, and many targets have died in his hands.

But it wasn't until this year that he finally reached the legal drinking age.

You can get married and get a driver's license at the age of 16, and you can join the army and go to war at the age of 18.

But you have to be 21 years old to drink alcohol legally.

What's even more funny is that this legal provision that prohibits drinking under the age of 21 has different interpretations in different states.

Some states make it illegal to drink and possess alcoholic beverages under the age of 21.

In other states, there is no legislation stating that it is illegal to drink alcohol under the age of 21. It is only illegal to sell alcohol to customers under the age of 21.

Even when drinking in private, different states have different rules.

Some states allow you to drink alcohol in private, others don't…

Some states allow drinking in the presence of a guardian, and some states allow drinking for religious reasons…

Just a legal provision on the drinking age has been played with different tricks in different states.

So sometimes I have to say that it is really lucky that this magical country, the United States, can become the world's most powerful country.

Just when Russell was thinking about when America would kill itself because of its system, a tall, beautiful black-haired female killer came to sit next to him and put her right hand directly on his shoulder.

"Perkins, I have a girlfriend!"

Russell removed the right hand of the female killer Perkins from his shoulder and said slowly.

Perkins is also an old friend of his, and they have teamed up on several missions.

Although most killers are loners, one person's power is limited after all.

When encountering some special tasks, it is inevitable that you will need some partners.

"I know, but your girlfriend isn't here right now."

"I've met her, and she doesn't seem to be such a stingy person."

Perkins raised his right hand again, raised Russell's chin with his fingers, and said with a charming face.