Luke turned his head and saw a short old man in his fifties walking towards him.
The short old man had a white scarf around his neck, and with his black suit, he looked like a Catholic priest.
Luke recalled the information John had given him, among which he had paid special attention to the "exclusive NPC" in the Roman Continental Hotel. There was only one person with such appearance and demeanor.
He is the person in charge of the Continental Hotel in Rome, the manager Julius (the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York is Winston).
When he got closer, he took the initiative to extend his hand: "Long time no see, Jonathan."
“Long time no see, Julius.” Luke remained calm.
There's no way around it. John has always been like this. He usually doesn't have much expression on his face and looks like a cool and handsome guy.
After shaking hands, the two walked to the sofa next to them and sat down.
Julius' eyes flickered. "I can't remember the last time you came to Rome. I heard that you retired?"
Luke: “Before.”
Julius stared at him. "I have a question, and I hope you will answer it honestly."
Luke nodded.
Julius leaned forward slightly. "Are you here for the Pope?"
Luke also leaned forward and shook his head gently: "No."
Julius let out a long breath and relaxed. “That’s good.”
As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, took out a room card and handed it over: "Thank you for your honesty, take it, you can stay in the best room here."
Luke took it: "Thank you."
Julius: "Have a nice stay."
In fact, Luke did not go to the room, but walked back to the front desk: "Is the sommelier here?"
The receptionist smiled and said, "He will be there." Then she raised her hand and pointed to a small door on the side behind her.
Luke took a step forward, pushed the door open and walked in.
There were neat rows of guns in the room.
The guns are not densely arranged, but there are many types. There are many models that are rare on the market, and modified ones are everywhere.
A middle-aged man wearing a black suit, who looked like a waiter, looked over from behind the counter.
This is the so-called sommelier, who is actually a gunsmith.
A sommelier tastes and mixes wines, while a gunsmith evaluates and adjusts guns. Apart from the slight difference that they comment on modified items, the nature of their work is actually similar.
Seeing Luke, he smiled and bowed slightly: "It's nice to see you again, Mr. Wick."
Luke nodded: "Me too."
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Look at how successful John is, people know him wherever he goes.
But being a killer is not only ostentatious, but also very handsome!
If this guy didn't have basic hiding abilities, he would have been beaten to death long ago!
Well, that's good. These are all suitable for me now. Luke talked to the sommelier while his thoughts were wandering.
More than ten minutes later, the sommelier nodded: "They will all be delivered to your room at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Is that time okay?"
Luke pulled out a stack of gold coins and placed them on the counter. "That's it. Thank you for your service."
The sommelier just glanced at the gold coin, but didn't take it. He smiled and nodded: "You're welcome, Mr. Wick."
Luke turned around and walked to the door. The sommelier's gentle voice came from behind him: "Mr. Wick..."
He turned his head and the sommelier continued, "Please enjoy your feast!"
Luke curled his lips, nodded, and left silently.
Next, Luke found the room where maps were sold according to the information John provided, and got the map of Dantonio Manor.
Finally, four suits were custom-made at the hotel's dedicated tailor.
Two casual suits and two combat suits. One of the combat suits will also be delivered to his room at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and the rest will be picked up when he checks out.
For this, Luke paid another large stack of gold coins, but he didn't feel sorry at all.
John earned all the money anyway, and he didn't do anything... Well, it did take some effort to subdue John.
As for suits, Luke hardly ever wears one.
This is a habit brought from the previous life.
In his previous life, he was an ordinary clerk. He wore casual jackets and pullovers at work on weekdays, T-shirts and shorts when he got home from get off work, and simply cotton pajamas in winter.
Occasionally, when I go out to eat barbecue with friends and colleagues, I can’t wear a suit.
Wearing casual clothes to work and wearing a suit after get off work, isn't that crazy!
After being reborn into this world, there was almost no need for me to wear a suit before middle school. I became a sheriff and had a uniform to wear. After I started my life as a detective, I never thought about this issue again for the sake of convenience.
It wasn't until John Wick showed up that he realized that the so-called "gangster in a suit" was still pretty cool.
The suit I just ordered is a special product, and it will never expose my panties if I do a split.
For a moment, he also looked forward to tomorrow's action.
It was evening when we finished all this.
He is not the real John Wick, so it is not very dangerous for him to carry out this mission.
Taking advantage of this free time today, he wanted to tour the tourist destination of Rome.
After completing the mission tomorrow, he will have to rush back to New York immediately.
This was the first time Selena pretended to be him, and it would be easy for mistakes to happen if she stayed here for too long, so he couldn't stay here for long.
He rented a car from the hotel and traveled through the streets and alleys of Rome.
He hurriedly visited the ancient Roman Colosseum and the Mouth of Truth. He was not interested in the Trevi Fountain, but the barber shop where Audrey Hepburn got her "Hepburn haircut" in the movie was said to be right next to the Trevi Fountain.
Of course, the original barber shop was not there, which made Luke, a little fan of Hepburn, a little disappointed.
Finally, as night fell he sat in the Piazza di Spagna beneath the Trinità Church in Rome.
After nightfall, the pool in the square sprays out water columns of various shapes under the colorful lights, and there are still many tourists lingering here.
A foreign couple had just walked into the square with ice cream when they were caught by a passing patrolman, who gave them two choices: one, eat at the edge of the square and then enter the square.
Second, throw the ice cream into the trash can and then enter the square.
In short, you are not allowed to eat ice cream while sitting in the square, especially by the pool.
Luke smiled.
This is also interesting.
In "Roman Holiday", Audrey Hepburn sat on this pool table and ate ice cream.
The scene of Princess Anne, quiet as a lady and licking her tongue like a kitten is still vivid in my mind.
Many young couples come here to have ice cream.
Unfortunately, there is no shortage of people who don’t pay attention to public hygiene, and there is no shortage of them in Italy, a tourist destination.
There are many people eating ice cream at Shuichitai, and even more people littering, so the city government has no choice but to ban eating ice cream here.
Looking at the unhappy young couple, they had to eat the ice cream in big bites, and then they stood there with a conflicted look on their faces and trembling all over.
Luke couldn't help but laugh.
It's January now. Eating ice cream in small bites is fun, but eating it in big bites is really icy and refreshing.