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Chapter 1620

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Luke picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. "First of all, you got my name wrong. Secondly, why are you afraid of me? "

Pale, the red-haired girl bowed deeply. "May I know your name, sir?"

Luke said, "Constantine."

The red-haired girl immediately straightened and lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Constantine. It was my fault for misunderstanding your identity. Please give me a chance to explain myself."

Luke tapped the teacup with his finger. "We can talk about that later. Now, tell me why you're so afraid of me. "

The red-haired girl struggled internally, but her mouth moved involuntarily. "Because I can sense the aura of death from you. It's a warning that if I piss you off, you won't hesitate to kill me. "

She was stunned when she said that. Death Perception was her biggest secret. Why did she say it out loud just like that?

Luke raised an eyebrow. Suddenly interested, he controlled his thoughts about her experience and credit points and asked, "What about now?"

The red-haired girl was bewildered, but she replied simply, "Nothing. I can't sense it anymore."

Luke was surprised. That was an interesting ability. It was similar to his own sense of danger, but was there a slight difference?

Pondering for a moment, he asked, "What about your range of perception? Is it limited to you? "

The red-haired girl shook her head. "No, I can sense the creator of death and the dying. It's just that when the" dying "is me, it's more obvious."

Luke was surprised. Wasn't this the same ability as his own sense of danger?

Thinking that, he raised his hand and gestured at the seat opposite him. "Have a seat."

The red-haired girl heaved a sigh of relief and obediently sat down. She then looked at the homicidal demon king who poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her. "Have a cup of tea and then tell me why you're here."

The red-haired girl's expression changed, and she took a sip of the tea.

She felt even worse now than when she was drowned in Constantine's aura of death.

The aura of death was only a warning that someone might die, but her current situation where she was like a marionette was scarier than death.

But after taking a sip of tea, she began to explain what had happened.

It turned out that the girl in the white dress was the eldest daughter of the Ishida Family, Mariko. And the one who walked beside her among the five people just now was her fiancé, Shinsuke Mori, the head of Nihon's legal department.

Ishida's family's background was very simple. Luke just had Polaris search the database, and a lot of relevant information appeared.

This family wasn't as famous as Sony or Mitsui, but it was still above average in the Neon Corporation, with assets of tens of billions of dollars.

It wasn't as famous as Sony in the world, but it had enough influence in Japan. Otherwise, Ishida's daughter wouldn't have the right to be engaged to the head of the legal department.

The red-haired girl was called Shue Xu, an orphan adopted by the Ishida family.

In name, she was Lady Mariko's younger sister, but in reality, she was the family's female 'hired thug'.

Last night, Luke had killed two of Ishida's bodyguards, and then had someone investigate Ishida's background.

In the end, he found clues from the chopsticks and food containers that the man used, which led him to the roadside stall called Ping Family.

The man told them to look up information on Night Demon John Wick, and Shue Xu realized that Luke did indeed look a little similar to Night Demon.

He was like a John Wick who was twenty years younger and had undergone cosmetic surgery.

The key was that he had stabbed two bodyguards to death with chopsticks, and John Wick had stabbed three hitmen to death with a pencil.

There was a certain degree of similarity in appearance and technique. Coupled with Shue Xu's premonition of death, there was a high chance that he was John Wick.

After all, it was unlikely that someone who only matched his appearance and technique would have killed so many people.

If he had really killed so many people, he wouldn't need to use this appearance and technique.

Luke was speechless.

Don't ask why he hadn't used a gun; he could have stabbed those two guys to death with his finger.

He was just unhappy that a bunch of red-named villains had interrupted him from eating his takoyaki, and had stabbed them with his chopsticks in passing.

If Luke had been holding a knife, fork, or even a toothpick back then, he would have stabbed them too.

For a master of combat with Elementary Precision, killing someone with a casual object was a basic skill.

If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't have bothered to use a weapon.

On the other hand, was the bald chef from Ping Family's food stall really from High Table? That was a bit of a coincidence.

As he pondered the bald chef, Shue Xu's face turned pale and she trembled again. Here comes another pair of eyes! Why did she want to kill someone again after a disagreement?

This time, Luke reacted quickly and immediately put away his thoughts about the bald chef.

If he scared the crap out of this "high-level mole," he would have to change his pants and he would have to change his position.

It would be best if such a waste of time didn't happen.

He gestured for the other party to drink his tea and calmed himself down as he pondered Shue Xu's ability.

There were advantages and disadvantages to being too sensitive.

If he went overboard with his detection, the user might lose half his life to his own ability.

Shue Xu's current appearance was similar to when Luke had just obtained Sharp Nose and gone to the venue.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of hot tea, Shue Xu recovered a little and began to talk about what happened next.

When she saw Luke here earlier, she thought for a moment and thought that Luke was here for someone related to Mariko.

There seemed to be no other reason for a legendary killer like Night Demon to come to Tokyo other than to kill someone.

Truth Child wasn't dead, which meant that the target wasn't her.

Shinsuke Mori wasn't dead either, which meant that the target wasn't him.

Looking at it that way, the most likely target now was Truth Child's father, Ishida Shingen.

He was also Shue Xu's father in name, or rather, her master.

After thinking for a few minutes, she finally snuck out to test Luke.

When Shue Xu mentioned her godfather, Ishida Shingen, Luke's lips curled up. This child seemed to have a lot of resentment toward her godfather!

On the contrary, she didn't have any ill intentions toward her godsister, Mariko.

But thinking about it, it was easy to understand the reason.

Mariko was a rich lady in name and didn't have to worry about food and drink, but she was actually just a high-level "tool." Wasn't she being used to win over the minister of justice?

According to the information that Luke had just found, Minister Mori was already 45 years old and his daughter was already 15.

Mariko was only 20 years old and had never dated a boyfriend, but she was going to be the "second wife" of a middle-aged man whose wife had just died.

For Shue Xu, this treatment was worse than being a thug.

Luke also understood why she hadn't informed the Ishida family, but had come to test him with anticipation.

It turned out that she wanted to hear him say that his target was Ishida Shingen.

Tapping his finger on the lid of the teacup, Luke sighed inwardly. This was the Japanese.

In Japanese society, seniority was extremely important, and subordinates had to obey their superiors. It was only natural for seniors to scold newcomers, and the newcomers could only accept it.

But deep down in their bones, they admired those super fierce people who could defeat their superiors, and looked forward to the day when they could become such fierce people.

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