Luke turned his head, and saw a short old man in his fifties walking over.
The short old man also wore a white scarf around his neck, matched with the black suit he was wearing, he looked a lot like a Catholic priest.
Luke recalled the information given by John. Among them, he had paid special attention to the "exclusive npc" in the Continental Hotel in Rome. There was only one person with this appearance.
He is Julius, the manager and manager of the Continental Hotel in Rome (Winston is the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York).
When he got closer, he had already reached out his hand: "Long time no see, Jonathan."
"Long time no see, Julius." Luke still had a calm face.
No way, John has always been this kind of person. He usually doesn't have much expression on his face, and he looks like a cold and male god.
After the two shook hands, they walked to the side sofa and sat down.
Julius' eyes flickered: "I don't remember when you came to Rome last time. I heard that you retired?"
Luke: "It was before."
Julius stared at him: "Ask me a question, I hope you can answer me honestly."
Luke nodded.
Julius leaned forward slightly: "Are you here for the Pope?"
Luke also leaned forward and shook his head slightly: "no."
Julius let out a long breath and relaxed: "That's good."
As he said that, he took out a room card in his pocket and handed it over: "Thank you for your frankness, with this, you can live in the best room here."
Luke took it: "Thank you."
Julius: "Enjoy your stay."
In fact, Luke didn't go to the room, but walked back to the front desk: "Is the sommelier there?"
The front desk smiled: "He won't be here." He raised his hand to signal a small door behind her.
Luke took a step, pushed the door and walked in.
There are neat rows of guns in the room.
The firearms are not densely packed, but there are many types. There are many rare models on the market, and modified goods can be found everywhere.
A middle-aged man in a black dress who looked like a waiter looked over from behind the counter.
This is the so-called sommelier, who is actually a gunsmith.
The sommelier tastes wine and mixes wine, and the gunsmith reviews guns and adjusts guns. Except for some differences in commenting on modified items, the nature of the work is actually the same.
Seeing Luke, he smiled and bowed slightly: "It's nice to see you again, Mr. Wick."
Luke nodded: "Me too."
But he couldn't help sighing in his heart: Look at how well-known John is, he knows people everywhere he goes.
But being a killer is not only ostentatious, but also handsome!
If this guy didn't have the low-level concealment ability, he would have been beaten to death very early!
Well, that's fine though. Now these all suit me well. Luke talked with the sommelier while his thoughts were wandering.
After more than ten minutes, the sommelier nodded: "They will all be delivered to your room at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, is the time okay?"
Luke took out a stack of gold coins and put them on the counter: "That's it, thank you for your service."
The sommelier just glanced at the gold coin, didn't take it, and nodded with a smile: "You're welcome, Mr. Wick."
Luke turned around, and when he walked to the door, there was a gentle voice from the sommelier behind him: "Mr. Wick..."
He turned his head to look, and the sommelier continued: "Please enjoy your feast to the fullest!"
Luke twitched the corner of his mouth, nodded as a gesture, and left silently.
Next, according to the information John said, Luke found the room where the map was sold and got the map of Dantonio's estate.
In the end, four suits were ordered from the dedicated tailor provided by the hotel.
Two sets of casual suits and two sets of 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 pile of gold coins, but he didn't feel bad at all.
Anyway, it was John who earned it, and he didn't do anything... Well, it took a little effort to subdue John.
As for suits, Luke barely wore them.
This is a habit brought by the previous life.
In his previous life, he was an ordinary clerk. He wore casual jackets and pullovers to work on weekdays, and t-shirts and shorts when he came home from get off work. In winter, he simply wore cotton pajamas.
Occasionally going out with friends and colleagues, it is impossible to wear a suit.
Wearing casual clothes to work and a suit after get off work, isn't that crazy!
Reborn in this world, there is almost no need to wear a suit before middle school. When I become a sheriff, I have to wear a uniform. After the life of a police detective began, I didn't think about it again for the sake of convenience.
It wasn't until John Wick appeared that he knew that the so-called "thug in a suit" was still very cool.
The suit I ordered just now is a special product, and the shorts will never be exposed with a single split.
For a while, he also looked forward to tomorrow's action.
After all this was done, it was evening.
He's not the real John Wick, and there's not much danger in this mission.
Taking advantage of his free time today, he wanted to visit Rome, a tourist attraction.
After the task is completed tomorrow, he has to rush back to New York immediately.
Selena pretended to be him for the first time, and it was easy to make mistakes after a long time. He couldn't stay here for long.
Renting a car from the hotel, he shuttled through the streets of Rome.
The ancient Roman Colosseum and the Mouth of Truth have been in a hurry, and he is not interested in the Wishing Fountain, but the location of the barber shop where Audrey Hepburn cuts "Hepburn's head" in the movie is said to be next to the Wishing Fountain.
Of course, the original barber shop was not there, which made Luke, a Hepburn fan, a little disappointed.
Finally, as night fell, he sat in Piazza di Spagna, under the Trinity Church in Rome.
After nightfall, the pools on the square sprayed water jets of various shapes under the colorful lights, and there were still many tourists lingering here.
A foreign couple walked into the square with ice cream when they were caught by a passing policeman who gave them two choices: one, go to the square and finish eating before entering the square.
Two, throw the ice cream into the trash can before entering the square.
In short, it is not allowed to sit and eat ice cream in the square, especially by the pool.
Luke smiled.
This is also interesting.
In "Roman Holiday", Hepburn sat and ate ice cream on this pool table.
The scenes of Princess Anne being as demure as a lady and licking her tongue like a kitten are vivid in my memory.
Many young couples come here especially, and they also want to eat ice cream here.
It's a pity that there is no shortage of people who don't talk about public health, especially in Italy, a tourist attraction.
There are a lot of people eating ice cream and littering at the pool table, so the city government can only ban eating ice cream here.
Seeing the young couple feeling resentful, they had to eat the ice cream in a few big bites, and then stood there with their faces tangled and trembling all over.
Luke couldn't help laughing.
It's January, and it's fun to eat ice cream in small bites, but it's really cold and refreshing to eat in big bites.