Chapter 222

"Jane!"

Smith trembled and spilled red wine on him. When everyone in the restaurant screamed and fled, only Smith tried to squeeze away the crowd and rushed to the bathroom.

However, the bathroom has been completely shrouded in smoke. Looking at the flames running out from behind the door, Smith was a little desperate. But after a moment, he looked into the crowd with anger in his eyes.

In such a short time, the killer can't go far.

Who is it?

Who on earth did this?

Smith was suddenly stunned. In the crowded crowd, he saw a familiar figure.

"John wick?" Smith murmured, "how is this possible?"

Seeing that the man had walked out of the hotel gate along the crowd, Smith hurried out. But when he finally came out, wick had already disappeared.

Then a man dressed as a waiter came up and suddenly reached out and patted Smith on the shoulder. Smith subconsciously grabbed the waiter and pressed the waiter on the ground with his backhand.

"It hurts..." cried the waiter. "Sir, I just want to remind you that you have a drip noise."

Smith was surprised and listened carefully. Sure enough, he was making a "didi" sound, and the sound became more and more urgent.

"Damn it!"

Smith hurriedly took off his coat and shouted at the crowd: "go away, go away, there's a bomb!"

As soon as there was a bomb, the people nearby all dispersed.

Smith gathered his coat into a ball and stuffed it into the nearest trash can. He just turned and ran for two steps“ Bang, the trash can was blown to pieces.

Smith was staggered by the blast. Amid the screams of panic from nearby people, he ran forward quickly: "John wick, are you crazy?"

Smith would not have seen it. The waiter who had just reminded him was hiding in the crowd and looking at his back in the distance with a dark smile.

His cheeks suddenly twisted with an impossible amplitude.

Forty minutes later, Mrs. Smith, unharmed, took out her key, unscrewed the door, hummed and entered her house.

It seems that she is in a good mood.

No way. Jane wanted to laugh at the surprised expression on her face when Smith came back and saw herself unharmed.

But she didn't expect that John wick happened to go to the hotel. By mistake, Smith went after wick and didn't go home.

This thing tells us a truth, that is, don't play tricks when you're free.

But now concise Xian hasn't understood this truth. She changed her body in a happy mood and was more able to show her figure. She was ready to make up for Smith's injured heart when he came back.

But before she changed, the villa doorbell rang.

Jane was slightly stunned: "are you back so soon? No, if it's him, just open the door with the key. You still need to ring the doorbell? Who will it be at this time? "

She walked cautiously to the door, looked in front of the cat's eye, blushed, and stretched out her hand to open the door.

"Surprise!"

Smith handed a bunch of flowers to Jane.

Jane took the flowers and glared at Smith with an angry smile. "What do you mean?"

"Do you think I'm stupid and can't see your play?" Smith came in, carrying the huge plastic bag in his hand, "I packed the steak to make up for the dinner I didn't have."

"Just teasing you..." Jane gave him a white look: "well, you decorate it. I'll change my clothes."

Smith, who went to the restaurant, turned back and looked greedily at Jane's swaying back. His eyes flashed ferocious and bloodthirsty light.

***

The Shelton Hotel has been blocked by the Yellow separation line, and police have lined up a wall to prevent onlookers and journalists from shooting. I saw several big dogs sniffing around under Tina's command.

"... that's how it happened." A police officer who first arrived at the scene said to Sharon, "afterwards, we searched the whole hotel carefully and found that there were no casualties in the restaurant where the explosion occurred. Instead, five bodies were found in room 7139 upstairs. All men were shot and killed. "

Sharon frowned and said, "did you find out the identity of the dead?"

The police officer nodded: "the chief and second leaders of the crow Gang, as well as their bodyguards. I'm afraid there will be chaos in the Bruce district as soon as they die. "

Sharon said, "does the killer have a clue? Has the hotel surveillance been transferred? "

The police officer shook his head and said, "the hotel monitoring has been artificially damaged and cannot be retrieved. However, we collected surveillance videos near the hotel, but because it's night and there are a large number of people going in and out, we haven't found anything yet. "

At this time, several police officers carried the body down from upstairs. Sharon lifted the white cloth and looked at the body lying on the stretcher to determine that the case was not caused by deformation, but by a trained killer.

He carefully studied the series of cases committed by the transfiguration monster before. All female victims were killed by knives and subjected to inhuman abuse before their death. As for the police officers who were shot, the wounds were mainly concentrated in the chest and abdomen. It can be determined that the deformation monster was not good at using guns, but these bodies were basically shot in the head.

But those ghouls reacted to the scene, and we can be sure that the deformation monster must have been here.

Sharon said seriously to the police officer, "copy the collected surveillance and send it to me immediately!"

***

The old Ford Mustang stopped at the side of the road quickly. Wick looked coldly at the rearview mirror and saw that the white car that had been following him since just now also stopped.

Smith angrily got out of the car he grabbed, rushed over, shot wick in the head and shouted, "John wick, you bastard, you killed Jane!"

Wick's face remained unchanged, but he frowned slightly and said, "Jane? What happened? Smith, are you crazy? "

"No, you're crazy. You killed our list!" Smith pulled his hand on the trigger. "But you didn't expect that I wasn't killed by the bomb you put."

Wick said coldly, "first, I never use a bomb because it will affect innocent people. Second, if I did, Smith, you wouldn't be alive to point a gun at me now. Third, if you don't put down the gun in three seconds, your head will explode. "

A little red dot fell silently on Smith's forehead.

"Jane is dead. Do you think I still care about myself?" Smith roared wildly, "I don't care about anything anymore. Do you understand, wick, I've lost everything!"

"Calm down, Smith!" Wick turned his head and looked at Smith coldly. "Damn it, what a mess. I repeat, I went to the hotel to work, but the goal was not Jane, and I didn't install a bomb. Do you understand? "

Smith stared at wick. After a while, he suddenly put down his gun, gritted his teeth and said, "if it wasn't you, who did it?"

Wick breathed a little relieved, pressed the earphone plugged in his ear hole and whispered, "no problem, Marcus, thank you!"

"You're welcome, wick. I've had a drink with Smith, too. To tell you the truth, I really can't do it."

A deep laugh came from the earphone, and the red dot on Smith's head immediately disappeared.

Listening to the siren from afar, wick waved at Smith: "get in the car and tell me what's going on."