Being an otaku in the world of American comics

#206 - Reasons for taking action

"To the Continental Hotel."

"...Which Continental Hotel are you referring to?"

"Click, click~"

"This one."

"Ok, ok! I understand, sir!"

.....

After leaving the hospital, Liang Yue looked at the sky outside, where the sun was already high in the middle of the day. He stood at the entrance and stretched his limbs.

Immediately, he hailed a taxi waiting on the side, intending to go straight to that legendary place, a gathering point for assassins from all over the world, existing in the form of a chain hotel.

Who knew that the sloppy driver in the front seat might have thought he looked a bit young.

After glancing at him through the rearview mirror, a look of slight disdain appeared on his pockmarked face, his words carrying a hint of doubt.

However, when he saw Liang Yue pull out a gun and point it directly at the back of his head, he immediately cowered.

With a slam on the accelerator, the taxi sped off on the road.

.....

Last night, Aunt Liu was indeed attacked by assassins at home. Caught off guard, she was immediately shot three times, ending up in the state she was in on the hospital bed.

However, Aunt Liu was clearly not a simple person.

To be able to gain a foothold in New York, this international metropolis, as a Chinese person, and to continuously build bridges for cooperation between domestic experts in the US and local American institutions.

Under such circumstances, no one would believe that Aunt Liu didn't have the backing of the Chinese government.

In fact, the protective forces around Aunt Liu, including her own martial prowess, were not low.

But afterward, she inevitably suffered serious injuries.

However, Liang Yue was very grateful for this. At least Aunt Liu was only injured.

Although the injury was not light, the assassin did not hit her head when firing, which left him the opportunity to save her.

However, Liang Yue felt very guilty about this matter.

Through the two phone calls from Elizabeth and Tony Stark, one after the other, he had now roughly deduced the cause and effect of this matter.

If he guessed correctly, the connection should be that after Elizabeth announced that he was her boyfriend in front of a group of celebrities at the Stark Industries opening party, someone began to harbor resentment towards him.

Then, through the Continental Hotel, an organization of assassin alliances, they put a bounty on him, and Aunt Liu was just incidentally implicated.

Based on his speculation, the person or people who put a bounty on him may just be his rivals in love. Because they admired Elizabeth and were jealous that he could win the heart of the blonde beauty, they were consumed by jealousy.

After discovering that Liang Yue seemed to be just an unknown Chinese boy, they became even more angry and emboldened, directly hiring assassins through the Continental Hotel's intermediary to kill him and silence him.

As a result, Aunt Liu, an elder who had a close relationship with Liang Yue, also suffered.

In addition, the other party was also very likely to be someone who was familiar with Elizabeth, and the relationship should be relatively close.

Otherwise, Elizabeth would not have called earlier, wanting to be a peacemaker after confirming his safety.

After figuring out the connection, Liang Yue couldn't help but feel a pang of pain at this time, and there was an unspeakable sense of absurdity in his heart.

After all, the current judgment based on facts is very different from what he had imagined about the person who attacked him at the first moment after the attack.

Originally, after Liang Yue returned to reality, his first reaction when he noticed that the house had been bombed was that Hydra was sending people to deal with him...

But now he realized that he really overestimated himself...

However, in this way, the fact that the police, fire brigade, and other institutions did not appear when his house was destroyed can also be barely explained.

The Continental Hotel actually represents an interface in the gray area hidden beneath the surface society.

The people who hang out there have their own set of rules, and their power is huge. It is almost an alliance of all figures who take the assassin route.

They have professional cleaning teams, guards, corpse collectors, and even a monetary system.

Behind them, there are many officials backing them up, and their existence is tacitly approved by official organizations.

To some extent, people who have joined this system do not seem to be bound by some legal provisions in ordinary human society.

Therefore, when they are carrying out assassination and sabotage missions, as long as they do not involve important figures or cause a considerable degree of chaos, the national violent organs will generally turn a blind eye, and will not even bother with the task of clearing the scene.

Obviously, this time they regarded Liang Yue as an ordinary Chinese exchange student who had stumbled upon good luck, and did not investigate clearly who they had offended.

.....

"In short, whoever did it will pay the price!"

After paying the fare, Liang Yue opened the door and got out of the car. Looking up, the Continental Hotel in front of him was almost the same as he had imagined, or rather, as he remembered it.

Located in the angled zone of the triangular block, the high steps lead straight to the street. The elegant and clean wooden doors and lamps, and two hotel staff members in red welcoming uniforms, are standing on both sides of the wooden door.

There is also a middle-aged doorman standing under the steps, who seems to be responsible for opening the car door for guests and providing parking services, but after seeing Liang Yue arriving in a taxi, he ignored him.

Well, this seems to be taken for granted~

He leisurely stepped onto the steps of the hotel and then pushed the door open.

Facing him was a marble front desk placed far away on the opposite side. Between the hotel entrance and the front desk, there were comfortable sofas and tables and chairs.

At this time, there were more than a dozen men and women dressed very exquisitely sitting among them, some alone, holding newspapers in their hands, and some gathered in twos and threes, looking like they were having a pleasant conversation.

At first glance, this scene seemed to be not much different from an ordinary hotel.

Liang Yue walked among them, not looking sideways, but through his keen hearing, he could also hear some scattered information from these people's quiet conversations.

"Hey~ buddy, I heard you did a big job recently, and you got over a million dollars for killing one person?"

"That's right, it was a revenge from an abandoned mistress."

"I heard that the person you killed was a government official. Are you okay acting so recklessly?"

"That official abandoned his mistress because he was about to lose power and wanted to run abroad. I also specifically asked someone about this matter.

It seems that ~ a more powerful person wants to get rid of him."

"Wow~ you're so lucky, buddy."

.....

"Have you heard~ John Wick is back in the game again. Just the other day, he took action and wiped out his old boss, that Russian gangster. There were hardly any people left in the entire gang!"

"Yes, I heard that the guy did it for a dog, which seemed to be a gift his wife left him before she died."

"Oh~ poor John Wick, I guess he may be back in the Continental Hotel soon."

"I think so too~"

.....

"Good afternoon, sir, can I help you with anything?"

Behind the counter, a black bald man in a suit was looking at Liang Yue in front of him with a smile, wearing a pair of glasses.

"Just last night, my house was bombed. My car, clothes, neighbor's gifts, and the watch my girlfriend gave me were all destroyed in the attack. My relatives were seriously injured in this attack.

So, I want to know the identities of the people who attacked me and the people who hired them behind the scenes."

Liang Yue was standing there with his hands down, also smiling as he asked the other party.

As soon as these words came out, the hotel, which had originally seemed a bit noisy and bustling with people, suddenly became quiet.

Immediately, a burst of laughter rang out in the field, and everyone in the lobby looked over.