Luke's broad hand grabbed White Pigeon's throat and pressed her against the wall.
White Pigeon wanted to roar, but she could only take in a little air. The hand on her neck completely controlled her voice and breathing.
Then, she heard someone ask in a low voice, "Tell me, who asked you to kill me?"
Feeling the hand on her neck loosen a little, White Pigeon couldn't help but grit her teeth and ask, "Who are you?"
She had heard of Night Devil John, but he wasn't strong enough to kill her and Night Wolf in an instant.
She suspected that she had run into another expert.
"John Wick. Some people call me Night Devil. "The voice was still calm." Tell me, who asked you to kill me? "
White Pigeon's mind raced as she tried to find an opportunity to fight back. That was the only way for her and Night Wolf to survive.
The next moment, she replied in an unusually straightforward manner, "Santino D 'Antonio."
She was stunned as soon as she said it.
The person behind her didn't stop. "You're from the Fraternity?"
"Yes," White Pigeon replied instantly again.
She suddenly looked horrified. "You … You know mind control?"
Otherwise, before she could even think about whether or not to answer, her mouth would have already started snorting.
Luke's lips curled up. Hehe, this was pheromone control that was even more terrifying than mind control! Ma 'am.
Under White Pigeon's desperate gaze, she was dragged into the room. This process lasted five minutes.
But apart from the first question about Santino's commission to kill them, the rest of the questions were about the current situation of the Fraternity.
She had a bad feeling. Was this Night Devil trying to take over the Fraternity?
Unfortunately, even if she understood, she could only obediently confess everything.
After getting the information he wanted, he asked one last question. "How many innocent people have you personally killed?"
White Pigeon was extremely resistant, but she still answered honestly, "I don't know. Maybe five or six, maybe seven or eight. I don't know if they're guilty, but Sloan gave me a list and said that it was from the Weaving Machine of Destiny."
Luke said, "So, the Weaving Machine of Destiny is just an excuse. You actually know that some people don't deserve to die, right?"
White Pigeon's face was full of despair. I knew a few of them had never committed any crimes, but Sloan said they would become bad people in the future, so I killed them anyway. "
Luke nodded. "Any last words?"
White Pigeon had an idea. "You said that you would let us go as long as we dodged one of your shots."
Pondering for a moment, Luke shook his head regretfully. "I'm a man of my word. But you fell before I even fired, so you can only blame yourselves for being too weak. "
Bai Ge's face was full of despair. "You liar, I curse …"
Crack.
Retracting his fist, Luke sighed at the woman who had her head lowered. "Bad people don't have the right to make demands."
A moment later, the white pigeon disappeared and the scene was cleaned up.
As for Night Wolf, Luke had already punched him to death in the hallway a few minutes ago. When Luke brought White Pigeon into the room for interrogation, Night Wolf's body had already been stored in Space 1.
Now, this pair of assassins could be considered neat and tidy.
Let him off? There was no such thing.
White Pigeon knew full well that she had killed innocent people, but she still listened to Sloan's instructions and killed at will.
Whether they were men or women, this kind of person deserved to die.
It took less than ten minutes for Luke to deal with this pair of "helpers."
None of the guards at the museum a hundred meters away heard the gunshots; the party inside had just begun.
Luke snuck into the museum through the back door and went to the front hall.
That was the main venue for the party. Almost all the guests were there, and Santino should be there too.
But when he passed through a corridor at the back of the museum, he was stunned for a moment. Looking at another corridor on the side, he immediately changed directions and walked in that direction.
Half a minute later, he looked at a glittering silver blast door under the surveillance camera and chuckled inwardly. Interesting. Santino, you're quite good at slipping away.
Keeping himself invisible, he installed a decoder on the blast door's lock, and a stream of data flashed through the decoder.
In less than thirty seconds, a green light lit up on the lock and it opened silently. At the same time, Luke put away the decoder and jumped up.
Five seconds later, the door was completely open.
Seven or eight bodyguards looked nervously at the door, only to find that it was empty.
The door was the same size as the ten-meter-long corridor outside. There were no blind spots, and it was impossible for anyone to hide.
The head of the bodyguards picked up the walkie-talkie. "Boss, there's no one outside."
After a brief silence, Santino's voice rang out. "Got it. F * ck, what kind of crappy door is this?! When this is over, I'm going to sue that insurance company into bankruptcy … "
Nobody noticed that when the door slowly opened, a slightly distorted, transparent shadow snuck in from above. Like a spider, it hung upside down from the ceiling before quietly landing seven or eight meters behind the bodyguards.
This was an underground living room that was more than 200 square meters in size.
At the entrance was a large hall, where the bodyguards stayed. Behind them was the living room and a few rooms.
The scents of two people were very obvious. It was Santino and his short-haired female bodyguard.
But Luke didn't look for them immediately.
Standing quietly in a corner of the living room for a moment, he let Sharp Nose finish scouting the underground space.
Sure enough, apart from the blast door, there was also a safe passage in Santino's bedroom.
Then, Luke went straight to … the surveillance room.
This was the key place where he could monitor the basement at any time and warn all the bodyguards.
Also, when he sneaked in just now, the optical camouflage would definitely have caused some abnormalities.
If the people watching the surveillance were more careful, they might notice that something wasn't right.
Of course, it didn't matter if they were noticed. Santino had to die.
But how much value Luke could squeeze out of him before he died would depend on how smoothly the operation went.
It turned out that even for a major force like the Camorra, the members of a major force in the dark world, their diligence wasn't much better than that of an ordinary company, especially when it came to watching the surveillance. They inevitably slacked off.
Staring at the same surveillance for a long time and noticing anything suspicious really wasn't something a human could do.
When it came to surveillance, smart programs were more suitable than humans, and this underground living room clearly didn't have such high-tech equipment.
Luke didn't even get too close. He took out a tranquilizer pistol at the door of the surveillance room and fired at each of the four bodyguards watching the surveillance. After checking the surveillance equipment and confirming that there was no wireless transmission or remote storage function, he turned it off and left.
Then, the group of bodyguards in the main hall at the entrance were also shot by him at lightning speed. Instantly, they were all anesthetized.
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