Santino was already dead.
Luke had taken him to a safe house last night and extracted everything this young master knew with an inducer, Basic Hypnosis, and Mental Communication. Then, he left his body there, and Jaina's men would come to pick it up.
The short-haired bodyguard was even simpler.
Luke only used Elementary Pheromone Control at maximum power and didn't have any scruples about the effects of this ability.
He rarely used this ability at full strength, so naturally, he didn't have to take pity on the short-haired woman.
When she confessed that she had killed more than thirty innocent people, her fate was sealed.
It wasn't that she had only killed thirty innocent people, but that was all she could remember.
In the end, after she confessed everything, the 1,500 experience and credit points that Luke killed her were conclusive evidence.
Santino and the short-haired woman were in cahoots. The information they knew could be corroborated and supplemented each other, and could be considered the last remaining value.
The money in his hidden accounts and the cash in some secret hideouts wasn't a big deal.
But the intelligence on the Camorra and the High Platform Table, as well as the relationship between the twelve masters and the various branches of the Continental Hotel, was very useful.
Simply put, the twelve masters of the High Platform Table were the organizers of the Dark Side Alliance, which was equivalent to the High Platform Table's board of directors.
Their respective forces still belonged to them, but there was a secret agreement between the twelve masters of the High Platform Table.
Only the twelve masters knew the specific terms of the agreement.
This was related to the historical version of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table that the High Platform Table imitated.
Clearly, the High Platform Table was the Round Table, and the masters of the High Platform Table were the Knights of the Round Table. Even the number twelve was the same.
Legend had it that King Arthur was one of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, and the Round Table was a form of "joint governance."
In fact, the number of Knights of the Round Table increased, reaching a maximum of 150.
At the same time, the High Platform Table slowly expanded its influence and recruited more and more "knights" into this alliance, finally becoming the High Platform Table today.
For example, the Continental Hotel was one of the High Platform Table's branches around the world.
But over the years, the Continental Hotel gradually became more independent.
For example, Winston, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, had a high status, was experienced, and held a lot of High Platform Table's resources in America. Even the High Platform Table couldn't touch him.
As for those who provided services, they could be seen as employees of the local branch or affiliated small studios.
Therefore, the high table had the highest decision-making power and arbitration power, but it did not have the right to interfere with the affairs of the lower levels at any time.
It was also for this reason that when John and the Tarasov family were fighting, unless the Tarasov family issued a formal request for help through the high table, the New York Continental Hotel couldn't take the initiative to interfere.
Although the Tarasov family was one of the major shareholders of the high platform table, when its orders could cause major losses to the high platform table, the other twelve Mainframes would assess the risks and would not allow anyone to abuse their authority and use the key power of the high platform table for their own personal gain.
For example, Night Devil John was once a legendary killer of the Tarasov family.
The other Mainframes could not directly order him to carry out the mission, because he was an employee hired by the "Tarasov Branch" of the high platform table, and did not belong to the "headquarters" of the high platform table.
At most, he could issue missions and let Hardedef choose whether or not to accept them.
In summary, the High Platform Table was a leviathan of the Dark Side World. Its strength was terrifying.
It was so terrifying that after analyzing Santino's intelligence, Luke felt that it would probably take him eight to ten years to harvest most of the twelve masterminds.
And this was just the twelve Mainframes.
In fact, the twelve Mainframes themselves made up at most 10% of the High Platform Table as a whole.
The other 90% were individuals who provided various services (hitmen with files in the High Platform Table), "studios" (small shops that customized suits and provided maps), and small professional subsidiaries (cleaning companies).
Luke felt that he would never be able to clean up these 90% of individuals and small groups in his lifetime, just like how he couldn't clean up the street gangs in America.
After all, there were around a million gang members in America.
The 90% of the High Platform Table's members were conservatively estimated to be no less than 100,000.
These people carried out all kinds of activities all over the world at any time, and the casualties from fighting each other were very exaggerated.
Every year, the number of new and old hitmen who died or were eliminated at the High Platform Table was between 500 and 800, but there were even more people who wanted to become a hitman at the High Platform Table.
Unless a god came and wiped out all the humans on Earth in an instant, there would always be a lot of people at the High Platform Table who would slip through the net.
Luke wasn't discouraged. Instead, he rubbed his palms together.
He wasn't afraid of too many enemies; he was afraid of not knowing where the enemy was. That was his simplest way of thinking.
Luke really didn't have the motivation to kill the small fries who robbed and sold weed on the streets; he would just beat them up when he saw them.
If they were unlucky and he ran into them again, he would beat them up a second time.
A third time? That probably wouldn't be necessary.
If the hoodlums who had been beaten up twice still dared to participate in criminal activities, their guns would go off and they would kill themselves at any moment.
So, he left these people to Selina.
She was very efficient at beating people up, but she rarely killed people. These hoodlums were the best for her to practice on, and she could also give him half of the experience and credit points.
Making up his mind to leave the "big monsters" to himself and the "small monsters" to Selina, Luke changed his line of thought with satisfaction.
So far, he had a lot of information on the "big monsters."
The High Platform Table's next revenge might come in a few days, but it seemed that it was time for the Fraternity to harvest.
He hadn't touched the Fraternity before because of the raw materials for the medicinal bath and because he wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop.
But now that the Fraternity wasn't just Sloan's subordinates, it was no longer possible to catch them all in one fell swoop.
Since Sloan dared to reach out again, there was no need for Luke to wait any longer.
As for the raw materials for the medicinal bath, Sloan had been to Iquitos in Peru again.
This probably had something to do with the fact that the cross had seriously injured and even killed the famous hitmen of the Fraternity many times.
In order to treat the seriously injured hitmen, Sloan had no choice but to increase the "quantity."
Thus, Luke was basically certain that Iquitos was definitely where Sloan had obtained the raw materials for the medicinal bath.
With this information, even if he couldn't get any information from Sloan in the end, he would be able to continue the investigation.
Sloan was still important, but not as important as before.
Killing him might not be the best option, but it wasn't the worst either.
Also, it seemed that Sloan and the others had tricked the young man named Wesley Gibson into becoming a cripple — since he even called him his father, it was impossible that he hadn't been tricked into becoming a cripple.
Wesley's combat ability wasn't important; what was important was that the cross was his real father.
Sloan and the others, on the other hand, had tricked this silly kid into killing the cross to avenge his fake father, Mr. X.
Luke could only find it hilarious.
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