If you don’t pay the bill, you have no say. Now Ah Cuo regrets losing all the more than 600,000 yuan. If you had known this, you would have left 100,000 yuan to defend yourself.

The two people's rooms were next to each other, but Monroe took Acuo into his room first. He took out his laptop and sent out a video that had just been sent. The video was Lin Cuo's grandfather, and the shooting site was in a plane.

Although Lin Cuo's grandfather seemed a little nervous, he looked pretty good. The old man was sitting in the first class cabin and was undergoing blood pressure measurement. It seemed that no one was photographing him. After the blood pressure measurement was completed, he asked Lin Cuo's whereabouts to the people around him. A white man in his forties was squatting on the ground and explaining to him in less standard Chinese that Lin Cuo is now handling Mr. Lin Zun's inheritance matters in the United States. He is now taking him to a German hospital for physical examination. After Lin Cuo gets the inheritance, he immediately undergoes kidney transplant surgery.

Although my grandfather was still a little confused, it seemed that there was no big problem. At this time, the voice of the flight attendant came from the plane, indicating that the flight would fly to the German city of Frankfurt. At this moment, the progress bar of the video finally came to an end. It seemed that the video was transmitted by some wireless communication method.

"There are seven hours left. If the plane lands at Frankfurt Airport, there will be a special person to take the opportunity. Then the second video will be sent here." Monroe glanced at his watch and said to Acuo: "Your grandfather will conduct a detailed physical examination in the local specialized hospital in Frankfurt, and then the examination report will be sent here together with the third video. Can you rest assured now, right?"

After seeing that the grandfather was safe and sound, Acuo's heart finally fell. However, he still looked at Monroe and said, "I'm going to go there on the day of the operation. I've been with him for so many years. If I'm not here, I'm afraid he will be thinking about it."

"That's right, I'll notify you at that time." Monroe looked at his watch and continued: "It's getting late, go back to the room to rest early. Your time will belong to me..."

From yesterday to now, Acuo has not closed his eyes. After returning to his room, he didn't bother to wash up and fell asleep in the bed. However, he was not comfortable sleeping. After closing his eyes, he was all about the scenes of killing nine people in a row last night and the strange murder case at noon. At first, he just revisited these scenes, but later the dead people covered in blood slowly got up from the floor and rushed towards Acuo.

When he was sleeping until midnight, Acuo woke up from his dream with sweat. He sat on the bed and reacted for a long time before he realized that what had just happened was a nightmare. The sweat had soaked his clothes and couldn't sleep. At that moment, Acuo got out of the bed, took off his clothes, walked towards the bathroom, took a shower and then slept to hope that he could get rid of the previous nightmare.

Just as Acuo walked to the bathroom door naked, he suddenly heard a very undetectable sound from the door. If it weren't for the late night and quiet time, no one would have heard this sound. Looking at the position where the sound sounded, he saw an extremely thin steel wire stretching into the door crack. A small circle was tied to one end of the steel wire, and now the circle had locked the door lock. With the force outside, the door lock was actually opened. Then the door was pushed open by someone, and a figure flashed into the door at an extremely fast speed.

The man came in was the white European man who used poison needles to kill people yesterday at noon. After coming in, he found that Acuo, who was naked, was staring at him. The two of them were stunned for a moment. Acuo had just experienced a nightmare and had not yet distinguished whether the scene in front of him was a dream. The man didn't understand what Acuo stood naked at the door and stared at him.

The first man who reacted and broke in, his hand slowly closed the door behind his back. Just as the door was closed, the man's body suddenly arched, his feet pushed the ground hard, and rushed towards Acuo's position like a spring. The poison needle hidden in the ring on his finger had already popped out. As long as the poison needle pierced the oil skin of Acuo, no one could save Acuo. A young resident died in the hotel due to a heart attack and would not attract special attention.

At this time, Acuo also reacted. He quickly grabbed the glass ashtray on the coffee table beside him and smashed it to the head of the man who had already rushed to the side. As the poison needle pierced Acuo's skin, the ashtray would also break his head.

The man was used to assassinating without realizing his own knowledge. His desperate style of fighting was the first time. Seeing the ashtray smashing towards his head, he changed his path nervously and used his hand with the poison needle to grab Acuo's wrist holding the ashtray. Even if the two of them wrestled together, as long as the poison needle pierced Acuo's wrist, the young man could not escape death.

Just as the man grabbed Acuo's wrist and was preparing for the next move, Acuo suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the crotch. This kick took twelve points and kicked the man off the ground. After falling to the ground, his body arched like a cooked shrimp, and the foam in his mouth sprayed out.

After seeing that the man lost his ability to resist, Acuo kept doing it and slammed his head with the ashtray in his hand. After a few strokes, a blood hole was smashed out of the man's head. Acuo was not finished yet, but he smashed it for about ten times until the man's vital signs disappeared. Then he sat on the ground, staring at the dead man in front of him in a daze, and his heart was churning like a sensation. From last night to now, the things he experienced seem to have nothing to do with each other, but after they are connected, they are always inseparable from one person - Monroe.

There was no good thing since Monroe showed up! He tried his best to kill Zheng Xiong and others, but when he got the money, he failed! He followed him to Shanghai to get the money, but inexplicably involved in a murder case. In the end, he finally got the money, and was about to arrange for surgery for his grandfather, but the person involved who was waiting for the kidney transplant arrived in Germany. Before he could recover, the killer at noon yesterday came to the door again. It seemed that only the half-big foreign old man could explain this matter clearly.

After thinking of Monroe, Acuo immediately went to ask him for a clear question. However, when he was about to open the door, he realized that he was wearing nothing and had half of his body blood. He didn't care about the dead people in the living room, so he rushed to the bathroom first, put on his clothes and went straight to Monroe's room.

Even knocking on the door and ringing the doorbell, Monroe's room never responded. According to the habit of foreigners who like to go to bars, he didn't know where to be happy. He killed nine people in his hometown the night before yesterday, and now another foreigner has died. One wave has not been resolved and the other has started again. Even if he was defending himself just now, it is easy to connect the nine murders of people in his hometown. He can't stay in the hotel anymore. I guess Monroe has the ability to clean himself up, so he should leave here immediately.

At this moment, Acuo didn't care about going to find Monroe anymore, turned around and took the elevator to the hotel lobby on the first floor. Just as he was about to walk out, he saw the bustling Shanghai outside the glass window. He remembered that he only had so much money on himself. Not to mention finding a place to hide, he couldn't hold on for two days. This is not his hometown in Northeast China, and he couldn't find money even if he wanted to borrow money. Monroe was not around, and there was still someone who could borrow money there - the dead ghost in the room was well dressed, even if he didn't have cash, the ring on his hand should be worth two dollars...

The poor man was short of ambition, so Acuo had no choice but to take the elevator back to the door of his room again. Fortunately, most of the hotel guests rested at this time, and no one noticed him. Just as Acuo quickly opened the door, and before he could step in, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The dead man who was originally lying on the ground was gone, and the entire carpet in the living room was rolled up and stood by the window. There were two more people in the room, one of which was Monroe whom he knocked on for a long time and could not find the door. The other was a foreign old man who was a few years old and gray and straight, and it seemed that he had come in with Monroe. This man seemed to have not seen Ah Cuo, and was using something like a small shovel to concentrate on scraping the blood stains splashed on the wall. This man's technique was so professional that he could not be professional, and he scraped the blood stains very neatly, but did not damage the wallpaper at all.
Chapter completed!