Luke turned around and saw a short old man in his fifties walking over.
The short old man was wearing a white scarf around his neck. Together with his black suit, he looked like a Catholic priest.
Luke recalled the information that John had given him. He had paid special attention to the "exclusive NPCs" at the Continental Hotel in Rome, and there was only one who looked like this.
He was Julius, the manager of the Continental Hotel in Rome (Winston was the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York).
When he got closer, he took the initiative to extend his hand. "Long time no see, Jonathan."
"Long time no see, Julius." Luke's face was still calm.
It couldn't be helped. John had always been like this. He usually didn't have much of an expression on his face, and had the air of a cold prince charming.
They shook hands and sat down on the sofa on the side.
Julius's eyes flickered. "I don't remember the last time you were in Rome. I heard you retired? "
Luke said, "I did before."
Julius stared at him. "Let me ask you a question. I hope you can answer me honestly."
Luke nodded.
Julius leaned forward slightly. "Are you here for the pope?"
Luke also leaned forward and shook his head. "No."
Julius heaved a long sigh and relaxed. "That's good."
As he spoke, he took out a room card from his pocket and handed it over. "Thank you for your honesty. Take this, and you can stay in the best room here."
Luke accepted it. "Thank you."
Julius said, "Happy staying."
In fact, Luke didn't go to the room. Instead, he walked back to the front desk. "Is the sommelier here?"
The receptionist smiled. "Of course he's here." She then gestured at a small door on the side behind her.
Luke pushed the door open and walked in.
Inside the room were rows of guns.
There weren't many guns, but there were a lot of different types. There were many models that were rare on the market, and there were even more modified ones.
A middle-aged man in a black suit who looked like a waiter looked over from behind the counter.
This was the so-called sommelier, which was actually a firearms master.
A sommelier tasted wine and mixed drinks, while a gun mechanic appraised and adjusted guns. Apart from the slight difference in appraising the modified items, the nature of their work was actually similar.
He smiled and bowed slightly. "It's nice to see you again, Mr. Wick."
Luke nodded. "Me too."
But he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Look at how well John is doing, people know him wherever he goes. New Bayi Chinese Website
However, being an assassin was not only ostentatious, but also very handsome!
If this guy didn't have the Beginner Level Concealment ability, he would have been killed a long time ago!
Hmm, but that's pretty good. Now, all of these were very suitable for him. As his thoughts wandered, Luke chatted with the sommelier.
Ten minutes later, the sommelier nodded. "They'll be delivered to your room at nine tomorrow morning. Is the time fine?"
Luke took out a stack of gold coins and put them on the counter. "That's all. Thank you for your service."
The sommelier glanced at the coin, but didn't take it. He smiled and nodded. "You're welcome, Mr. Wick."
Luke turned around. When he reached the door, he heard the sommelier's gentle voice behind him. "Mr. Wick …"
He turned his head, and the sommelier continued, "Please enjoy your feast to the fullest!"
Luke curled his lip and nodded, before he left in silence.
Following that, Luke found the room that sold maps according to the information John had given him, and obtained a map of Dantonio's manor.
In the end, he ordered four suits from the tailor provided by the hotel.
Two were casual suits and two were combat suits. One of the combat suits would also be delivered to his room at nine the next morning, and the rest would be picked up when he checked out.
Luke paid another pile of gold coins, but it didn't hurt him at all.
In any case, it was all John's money, and he hadn't done anything … Fine, it had taken him some effort to subdue John.
Luke had barely ever worn a suit before.
It was a habit he had developed from his previous life.
In his previous life, he had been an ordinary clerk. He wore casual jackets and sweaters to work, T-shirts and shorts when he got home, and cotton pajamas in winter.
When he occasionally went out for skewers with friends and colleagues, he couldn't wear a suit.
Wearing casual clothes to work and a suit to go out for skewers after work was crazy!
After being reborn into this world, there was almost no need to wear a suit before high school. After he became a sheriff, he had a uniform, and after he started his life as a detective, it was more convenient for him to take action.
It wasn't until John Wick appeared that he realized that a so-called "thug in a suit" was actually quite cool.
The suit that he had ordered just now was a special product, and wouldn't expose his underwear just because he was wearing a split.
For a moment, he looked forward to tomorrow's operation.
It was only evening when he was done.
He wasn't the real John Wick, and it wasn't very dangerous for him to carry out this mission.
He wanted to take advantage of his free time today to tour Rome, a tourist destination.
He had to return to New York the next day after the mission was completed.
This was the first time that Selina was pretending to be him, and it was easy for her to slip up. He couldn't stay here for long.
Renting a car from the hotel, he drove through the streets and alleys of Rome.
He hurriedly visited the ancient Roman Colosseum and the Mouth of Truth. He was not interested in the wishing pool, but it was said that the location of the barber shop where Audrey Hepburn cut her hair in the movie was next to the wishing pool.
Of course, the barbershop wasn't there, which disappointed Luke, who was Hepburn's little fan.
Finally, at night, he sat in the Piazza Española under Trinity Cathedral in Rome.
At night, the ponds in the square sprayed out all kinds of water under the colorful lights, and there were still a lot of tourists here.
A foreign couple had just walked into the square with ice cream when they were stopped by a passing police officer. They were given two choices. One, they could eat it on the side of the square before they entered.
Two, they could throw the ice cream in the trash before they entered the square.
In short, they weren't allowed to eat ice cream on the square, especially on the side of the pool.
Luke was amused.
This was also an interesting matter.
In Roman Holiday, Audrey Hepburn sat on this sink and ate ice cream.
The scene of Princess Annie licking her lips like a kitten was still vivid in Luke's mind.
Many young couples came to eat ice cream here because of its reputation.
Unfortunately, there was no shortage of people who didn't care about public hygiene, and Italy was even more so.
There were a lot of people eating ice cream on the side of the pool, and even more people who littered. The municipal government could only ban ice cream here.
The young couple was resentful, but they had no choice but to eat their ice cream in a few big mouthfuls. Then, they trembled with conflicted expressions.
Luke couldn't help but find it funny.
It was January. Eating ice cream in small bites was fun, but eating it in big bites was really cold.
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