After the phone rang for a while, someone picked it up, and a somewhat young voice came from within.
"Who is this?"
Zhang Jie didn't waste words with him and directly said, "Concord Hilton International Hotel, 17th floor, 103. Clean it up. 15,000 usd."
Zhang Jie had really gotten rich; 15,000 usd was spent without even blinking an eye.
The voice on the other end was silent for a moment after hearing him, then said, "Now?"
"Now!"
"I'll be there in 15 minutes." After the other party's voice came through the receiver, the call was hung up.
"Huh, this guy doesn't need to confirm a code?" Zhang Jie was a little puzzled, but not overly so.
Since it was a number Hanna recommended, he could naturally use it directly without worry.
It was just a matter of waiting.
So Zhang Jie sat on the sofa, looking at the corpse in front of him, then turned on the air conditioning.
Otherwise, the strong smell of blood would be unpleasant.
Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang.
Zhang Jie opened the door and saw the young man holding a mop and a bucket.
Zhang Jie: ...?
Seriously?
As a cleaner, shouldn't you be more professional? What are you doing bringing just a mop and a bucket?
At that moment, Zhang Jie even began to doubt Hanna's professionalism, recommending such an unprofessional number to him. What was she thinking?
"William?"
Zhang Jie asked with some uncertainty.
William, standing at the door, nodded, "That's me."
Actually, Zhang Jie wanted to wave him away, but after thinking about it, since he was already here, he might as well let him get started.
"Come in. Only one person needs to be cleaned up," Zhang Jie said, his gaze lingering on his bucket and mop.
Other cleaners come with a full set of equipment; what good are these two items you brought?
Honestly, Zhang Jie really didn't understand.
After some thought, he decided to go out for some fresh air. Watching him clean there felt unsettling, and he might not do a good job with him present.
"It's all yours." Zhang Jie opened the door and walked out.
He stood in the hallway and lit a cigarette.
He always felt that tonight was a bit strange. First, Anna visited, and then an unidentified man was sneaking around in his room.
Although he left nothing behind but a car key, something just felt off.
And judging from his conversation with him, that guy probably wasn't after him; it was most likely he was following Anna.
"Tsk!"
How come I feel like none of this family are good people?
They were all killers, and it seemed each of them had a significant background.
After finishing a cigarette, the room door opened, and the young man named William came out. He walked up to Zhang Jie and handed him something.
Zhang Jie reached out; it was his bullet casing.
"It's done already?"
Zhang Jie was a little incredulous. How long did it take to smoke a cigarette—5 minutes, 7 minutes?
Then, Zhang Jie walked into the room, pushed open the door, and saw a white cocoon on the floor.
Seriously, where did this body-wrapping thing come from?
He then went to where the man had fallen before he died, and there was not a single trace of blood left, as if it were brand new.
The smell of blood in the room was also completely gone.
If it weren't for the cocoon still lying on the ground, Zhang Jie might have even thought no one had ever died in this room.
Alright, I admit I spoke a bit loudly just now. This guy's professionalism is indeed good, and he's incredibly fast.
"You did pretty well." Zhang Jie nodded in satisfaction, then pulled 20,000 usd from his pocket.
He had gotten into the habit of carrying cash when he went out, and it felt quite useful.
He casually tossed the money to the young man named William, who caught it and smiled.
"I'm leaving this body for you to handle too." He had no desire to carry a corpse downstairs.
Then he turned and left the room.
"Not bad, not stingy."
A voice came from beside him, and Zhang Jie suddenly grinned. Well, he was a pauper like himself.
Arriving at the hotel front desk, Zhang Jie checked out and left. As he reached the underground parking lot and got into his car, he saw the young man named William also come down, still holding a mop and a bucket, and get into his van.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Jie was startled. Wait, where did this guy throw the corpse?
What about that big cocoon?
Watching the other party drive away in his van, Zhang Jie was still a bit confused. He couldn't have left the corpse in the room, could he?
He wouldn't be that unreliable, would he?
So, without a second thought, Zhang Jie got out of his car and rushed back up. When he reached his room on the 17th floor, he found the door already open, and a cleaner was inside tidying up.
He quietly peeked in and found nothing.
Tsk!
This young man must have some kind of cheat code; how could such a large living person just disappear?
However, since the hotel hadn't noticed anything unusual, he didn't bother to pay attention anymore. He returned to the underground parking lot and drove away.
His evening's encounter made him realize that it's better to be careful when out and about, even if the danger might not have been brought on by himself.
As soon as he thought of this, he remembered that troublesome Anna.
Fortunately, he was clever enough to check out. Otherwise, if that man had come in while he was still sleeping there, he might have been gone with one shot, wouldn't he?
Returning to the base, Zhang Jie saw Christmas and Ross sitting there chatting, with Thor also sitting nearby.
Seeing Zhang Jie return, Ross waved him over.
"Aren't you going to play around a bit longer outside?" Ross teased, as every team member usually went out to "relax" after returning from a mission.
"No, too much relaxation isn't a good thing either."
Zhang Jie shrugged, implying something.
He had originally planned to go out for some barbecue and fun, but after the evening's commotion, he had no desire for it anymore.
Seeing this, Ross said nothing but gestured for Zhang Jie to sit down, then continued the previous conversation with Christmas. The three of them didn't avoid Zhang Jie.
"So we should scout the island first, then make a decision," Ross said.
Christmas frowned at this, thinking for a moment, "Just the two of us going together?"
Ross nodded, "Two people going means a smaller target and less chance of exposure."
Christmas didn't speak in response, but Thor interjected, "Not many people go in and out of that island, so everyone who enters might be suspected. You two need to be careful."
As the intelligence liaison, Thor naturally had his own channels to gather information about each mission.
Although he had retired, his relationship with Ross and the others was still very good. For example, this tattoo shop was their secret hideout.
Seeing Ross and Christmas both looking at him, Zhang Jie shrugged, "Don't look at me. My appearance isn't suitable for scouting."
Ross then let him off the hook.
Indeed, Zhang Jie's appearance was too distinctive, so this reconnaissance mission truly involved only Christmas and Ross.
Just as he said, the fewer people, the less likely they were to be exposed.
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