American drama life begins with Dr. House

Nancy looked at Du Wei who was leaving, and then looked through the glass at the two children who were happily eating with her husband inside the house.

There was firm determination in her eyes.

She breathed out a breath to calm her somewhat panicked heart.

Then he put on a smile and opened the door and walked in.

The children did not notice the abnormality and shouted happily, "Mom, Mama, come and try the pizza made by daddy."

Only Nancy's husband noticed the stiffness of Nancy's smile.

He immediately realized that something had happened, but he calmly coaxed the children to the video room to watch a movie, and then pulled Nancy aside and asked:

"What's going on? Is it about the new poliovirus that's spreading this time?"

Nancy was not surprised by the accuracy of her husband's intuition.

After all, her job was related to this. After meeting the guy who lied to be her colleague, she felt abnormal.

Most people can sense that something is wrong, let alone her husband, an army officer, whom she spends her days with.

"Yes, my colleagues advised me to join the vaccine research team to speed up vaccine development.

I thought about it and didn't refuse because I knew about this new virus.

Without vaccine protection, it will spread wildly among children.

We cannot put our children's entire childhood under our noses.

With just one oversight, we may regret it for the rest of our lives.

unless……"

Seeing Nancy hesitate to speak, her husband smiled and continued.

"Unless you develop a vaccine, I understand.

Don't worry, I'm at home, you can go to work, we will be proud of you.

I hope that when my children learn this history in the future, they can proudly say, 'This is the vaccine that my mother took the lead in developing.'

Rather than being pointed at and scolded, ‘Your mother acted like a fool at the critical moment, causing more people to die’.”

In response to her husband's tolerant attitude, Nancy couldn't help but wrap her hands around her husband's neck and kissed him deeply.

Then twenty minutes passed.

…

While Nancy was making preparations.

Du Wei has already entered the Continental Hotel in New York.

This time when I came to this Continental Hotel, I could clearly feel the difference in the surrounding atmosphere.

All the killers have learned that the Judge has been here.

Although most killers have never seen the Judge, they don't know what the Judge will do.

But the legend about the Judge has been passed down from the old killers to the younger killers, and then the younger killers grew up and were passed on to the younger killers who were the same age as themselves.

Rumor has it that the adjudicator uses a special blue-black coin as a symbol of his identity.

This is a coin with a high table, an Ouroboros relief, and the words Operation Judgment printed on it.

As long as anyone who sees this coin remains loyal to the High Table, they will unconditionally carry out the orders of the Judge.

Failure to do so will be considered a betrayal of the High Table.

At that time, the judge has the power to issue rewards or, more directly, lead the imperial guards to eliminate all those who disobey orders.

According to rumors, it is often the latter.

The killers can only learn a thing or two from the words of some guys who are lucky enough to have seen the guards in action.

Those Imperial Guards were all well-equipped, especially the armor. It was impossible for a pistol with a general speed of 300 meters/second to penetrate their armor.

Only armor-piercing pistols using special armor-piercing bullets (81 grams, 9 mm) with a speed of more than 400 meters/second can effectively cause damage to it.

As for the firearms used by the Guards, they are the most advanced automatic rifles that are rarely seen on the market.

To put it simply, the Imperial Guard not only surpassed most killers in terms of tactical literacy and physical fitness, but even their equipment was one level higher than all killers.

Using the formed ones to deal with the rebellious killers is no different from a dimensionality reduction strike.

Therefore, even though Winston has a high degree of control over the Continental Hotel in New York, it is difficult to suppress the panic in people's hearts.

The killers on Winston's side all had sad expressions on their faces.

Only Karen, who was standing at the front desk, remained as calm as ever.

He looked at the arriving Du Wei and Gen Mei and said very politely:

"Sorry, Mr. Du Wei, Ms. Gen, the Continental Hotel is no longer accepting invitations to stay recently."

As Karen spoke, she quietly pushed a piece of paper under her hand.

Because Du Wei's body was blocking it, only Karen and Du Wei knew about this piece of paper, which was similar in color to the one at the front desk.

Even Genmei, who was standing aside, didn't notice Karen's little move.

Du Wei deliberately pretended to be surprised and slapped his hand on the table at the front desk, then put the paper into his sleeve.

"What? Did I hear you correctly? The Continental Hotel is no longer accepting guests?

What’s the difference between this and a prostitute saying she has become a good person?”

Seeing Du Wei's Oscar-level acting, Karen couldn't help but smile in her eyes.

"Sorry, Mr. Duwei, the Continental Hotel has stopped occupancy due to the adjudicator's ban.

But if you want to have a drink, the Continental Hotel still welcomes your consumption."

Du Wei snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction, and then said in a helpless tone:

"Okay, okay, after this drink I'll say goodbye to this place!"

After finishing speaking, Du Wei led Genmei towards the stairs leading to the laundry room.

Because there is a killer speakeasy in that direction and... the morgue as written on the note.

It was obvious that Winston wanted to see him.

After passing the elevator in the corner of the laundry room, Du Wei came to another underground floor of the Continental Hotel, a place he had never been before.

This is also where the ‘takeaway’ service ends, the morgue.

There is no air conditioning, no monitoring, just a slight firelight, a hot temperature and an indescribable smell of corpses.

Several cleaning staff wearing "waste disposal" uniforms were carrying corpses packed in black plastic bags one after another toward the incinerator.

Then stuff it inside, burn it into ashes and bury it deep underground.

Du Wei did see an acquaintance here, Charlie.

The short Charlie put his hat on his face and sat on a bench not far from the incinerator, looking drowsy.

And Winston was looking at the beating flames, wondering what he was thinking.

However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the arrival of Du Wei.

Seeing Du Wei's arrival, Winston did not give Du Wei a chance to speak.

After so many exchanges, he already had a 'correct' way of talking to Du Wei.

"I heard that the 'Ndrangheta's underwater Level 4 laboratory in Rockland County was destroyed? That's a big loss."

Winston intentionally or unintentionally looked at Duwei, whose face was illuminated by the flames of the incinerator.

Last time, he had just mentioned to Du Wei that he had a Level 4 laboratory of the 'Ndrangheta.

As a result, within a few days, the laboratory was really destroyed.

He couldn't help but think too much about the coincidence.

But Du Wei still kept his face calm as always:

"Really? What a coincidence. Speaking of which, I want to borrow all the Level 4 laboratories in the Continental Hotel.

I wonder if Sir Winston is willing to provide me with this service?"

It was rare to hear Duwei's active request, and Winston waved his hand to signal Charlie to leave.

Charlie, whose vision was supposed to be obscured by his hat, somehow saw Winston's movements.

He took off the hat covering his face and stood up, then put the hat on his chest and bowed, before leading his 'waste disposal' staff to clear out the area.

After everyone was gone, Winston also turned on the signal jammer and noise interference before saying:

"Of course, but you should understand that in a place like the Continental Hotel, you have to pay for what you want, right?"

Du Wei nodded:

"Then what do you need me to do?"

Winston chuckled and did not answer. Instead, he took out Du Wei's somewhat familiar portfolio from his inner pocket.

If Du Wei remembered correctly, it contained information about Uncle Punishment.

However, Winston did not force Duwei to choose this reward this time. He directly stuffed the file bag into the incinerator.

Then Winston looked at the file bag that was engulfed in flames and said:

"Are you aware that the Adjudicator has been here?"

"heard."

"Then guess what she wants from me?"

"She wants you to take care of everything and step down within seven days, and return the New York Continental Hotel to the high table, and they will re-appoint the manager here."

Winston turned his head and glanced at Duwei in surprise.

Du Wei's words just now were as if the judge himself was speaking here.

If he hadn't been sure that no third person could hear him talking to the judge here, he would have doubted whether Du Wei was secretly hiding nearby and heard everything.

After all, what Du Wei said was no different than what the judge said.

"Yes, then what do you think I will do?"

"If you want peace, you must first prepare for war."

Hearing that Du Wei actually said the standard answer in his heart, Winston's face became even more surprised.

This Du Wei really suits his taste.

Winston once again came up with the idea of ​​​​training Duwei as his heir.

Pity.

Du Wei is definitely not a creature of the pond.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Winston put away his surprised expression, turned back to look at the jumping fire in the incinerator and said:

"So, you know what I want you to do."

Du Wei nodded:

"I know that as long as the Imperial Guards of the High Table are given a severe blow, they will naturally choose to sit down and resume peace talks.

This New York Continental Hotel will still be your place.

And after this time, your authority and power will be stabilized again, and you can even use these killers who have been killed many times to peek into the seats at the high table."

Winston turned his head again and looked at Duwei who once again hit his mark.

This time he didn't show any surprise, he just looked into Du Wei's eyes quietly.

I want to see a little bit of ambition in Du Wei's eyes.

Unfortunately, Du Wei's eyes were still so clear, and there seemed to be no emotion in them.

"You know what? Guys like you who know so many things end badly in the end."

Duwei smiled. He was naturally convinced that Winston would not cut off his arm, so he spoke out Winston's innermost thoughts so frankly.

"I know, but you need me like this right now, don't you?"

Winston chuckled:

"What a confident boy. You are right. I need you like this now to deal with the upcoming judgment.

Since you can read people's hearts so well, why not guess what the judge will do next?"

"Then if I guessed it, what happened in the fourth-level laboratory..."

Seeing Duwei who was hesitant to speak, Winston shook his head. This naughty guy was so arrogant.

"As long as you can predict her next course of action, I can pay you in advance."

After receiving Winston's promise, Du Wei said:

"If I were the judge, I would definitely first look for the killers who are hiding in New York.

If I remember correctly, there were many assassins who retired from ICA that indirectly belonged to the High Table.

These killers are not on the Continental Hotel's roster.

Although many of them died in the war with the High Table.

But there are still killers of John's level.

So they will be the first target of the Adjudicator..."

Winston couldn't help but nodded after hearing this. Duwei was right, based on the information from his subordinates.

The judge’s first stop was the sashimi shop called ‘Heike’.

According to observation, the guys in this Heike sashimi shop are all very skilled in martial arts.

These people are most likely the killers who retired from ICA as Du Wei mentioned.

"...it is not enough for the adjudicator to have top players.

After all, no matter how strong a person is, it will be difficult for her to withstand a wheel battle, so she needs enough soldiers.

She will make an estimate of the strength of both parties based on the situation she has lived in the Continental Hotel these days, and apply to the high table for the right to use the Imperial Guard.

After making all these preparations, all she had to do was wait.

Seven days is enough time for the news to spread among the killers. What she wants is the panic in the hearts of the killers.

Emotional fluctuations can undoubtedly tip the balance of victory in her favor.

After seven days, she will pick the weakling first, the King of Bowery Street who also helped John.

Use the momentum of annihilating Bowery Street to counterattack you who own the Continental Hotel.

Even if there are still many killers loyal to you, they will still be shaken in their hearts.

In the end, there won't be many killers willing to stand by your side when the Praetorian Guards attack.

After all, they come here to be killers for money, not to die.

Seeing the arrival of the judge who wiped out Bowery Street, they were also afraid of following in Bowery Street's footsteps.

At this point, all of the Adjudicator's plans have taken shape.

Unless you can block the fierce attack of the Judge, as long as the battle damage is close to 50%, the Judge, who is accustomed to using statistics to calculate, will consider negotiating.

This will be the final outcome."

Du Wei didn't say what would happen if he couldn't catch the judge's attack.

Because this is something everyone knows very well.

The judge can choose war or negotiation, but the only option Winston has is war.

Only by hurting the high table can he have a chance to survive!

What Duwei said will happen in the future seems to Winston to be more of a reasonable speculation based on existing information.

It was also something that Winston felt was indeed possible.

From his perspective, Du Wei indeed has a pair of penetrating eyes.

His assumptions about what the Judge was doing were correct.

Although it has not reached the later stage, according to Winston's information, the guards at the high table have begun to mobilize.

As for the situation inside the Continental Hotel, anyone who walks into the lobby of the Continental Hotel can feel the extremely depressing atmosphere.

It is the fear that the Inquisitor exploits his fabled fame to bring about.

Seven days is enough for fear to ferment to a point where most killers are afraid.

Winston is trying to pull his fingers, but it seems that there are really not many killers who can firmly stand on his side.

Karen is one of the front desk staff. Before working as a front desk staff, Karen was also an outstanding player in the industry.

John was lying on the bed. It would be a waste if the top combat power of the Night Demon was not used to do hard work.

Although John's appearance meant that he would definitely be targeted by the Adjudicator, Winston naturally knew how to choose between a dead Taoist friend and a poor Taoist.

Finally, there is the Du Wei duo in front of us. Although Du Wei seems to have a lot of secrets, at least he never disappoints when it comes to fulfilling contracts.

Winston calculated over and over again, and it seemed that only these four people could stand steadily by his side. This had to be said to be a kind of sadness.

Although maintaining the bond between him and other killers is also a benefit, obviously the ability of those killers to fulfill their contracts is questionable.

The only good thing is that the Continental Hotel is his home venue.

There are so many passages inside the hotel that you can completely break up the enemy and use your own advantage of high combat effectiveness to gradually eat away at the enemy.

After thinking about the future situation for a moment, Winston sighed softly and threw an electronic card representing high authority:

"There is a Level 4 laboratory on the sixth floor underground of the hotel, and now it is yours.

Seven days later, I want to see you here.

Otherwise, I think there is no need to say more about the consequences of my death.

There's something buried under our feet that could blow half of New York City into the sky."

Du Wei took the electronic sign and left without saying anything.

Regarding Winston's last hidden threat, Duwei only regarded it as Schrödinger's cat.

This nuclear bomb is in a state of existence and non-existence until it is actually detonated.

After leaving the morgue and regaining signal on his phone, Du Wei sent the address of the Continental Hotel to Nancy, who had just finished the battle.

Let her bring her teacher here with her.

Seeing Du Wei's face finally relaxed, Genmei, who had been holding back her words, finally said:

"By the way, have you ever seen the Adjudicator? Why can you imitate her mental activities so accurately?"

"I've seen him before. I just happened to pass by him when I left the Continental Hotel yesterday.

In fact, I would say that the best thing to do is to let the judge die here."

As soon as Du Wei finished speaking, there was a sudden panic in the Continental Hotel.

Karen came towards him and brought Duwei some unexpected but seemingly normal news.

"The Judge died in the Continental Hotel."