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Winston continued:
"In fact, the body is getting colder, right inside these walls."
The female judge looked at Winston and said in a cold voice;
"I want to see him."
Winston nodded and took him to where the body of Santino Antonio was placed.
The two walked all the way to the incinerator, where the body of Santino Antonio was placed on the transfer bed.
The judge looked at the body in front of her and spoke to Winston:
"Santino Antonio, a newly appointed member of the High Table, was killed by Mr. Wick when he sought refuge in the Continental Hotel."
Then he leaned over and stared at the fatal wound on Santino Antonio's forehead and said,
"It looks like a .45-inch Colt automatic pistol."
After determining the cause of death, the adjudicator stood up and looked at Winston.
Facing the other person's gaze, Winston began to explain:
"I can't control Mr. Wick's behavior."
The arbitrator then retorted:
"And yet he's still alive because of you, isn't he?"
Winston admitted frankly:
"yes."
Seeing Winston admit it, the adjudicator continued:
"You have known Mr. Wick for many years. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are friends, right?"
"You didn't stop him, you killed him."
"You stood by and let him go, and he just killed Santino Antonio in front of you."
When Winston heard the judge say this, he immediately felt something was wrong and said:
"I removed him from the Continental."
The judge did not give up and continued:
"But you still gave him an hour to escape."
Winston's voice no longer had the confidence it had at the beginning, but he still said:
"He broke the rules in my hotel."
The judge said with a straight face:
"That's exactly the problem, your hotel."
"Where do your loyalties lie?"
Winston stared at the aggressive adjudicator and explained:
"I have been serving for over forty years..."
The adjudicator looked at Winston and said solemnly,
"It's under the high table. The service and the high table, everything is under the high table."
"I know you're loyal, but that can't be ignored."
"Let me make it clear, I am here to judge you."
"Give you a week to sort things out."
Hearing the judge say this, Winston was surprised and asked,
"What did you say?"
The adjudicator continued:
"At that time, your successor will be named."
"Rules are the only thing that makes us different from..."
Winston then spoke:
"Something different from animals."
The judge nodded and said:
"That's right."
"You have seven days."
After saying this, the adjudicator turned around and was about to leave. He took just two steps before turning back to Winston and saying,
"In the meantime, if you need any help during the transition, you can come to room 217 to see me."
Winston looked at the adjudicator and now spoke:
"Please enjoy your stay at the Continental."
The judge looked at Winston deeply, said nothing more, and turned away.
At this moment Winston knew that he was in big trouble. Because of helping John Wick, the High Table would deprive him of his identity as the manager of the Continental Hotel, leaving him with only one heir at most, and he would even have to pay the price with his life. He could not just sit there and wait to die.
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In the conference room.
Smith Doyle was thinking about how to dismember the high table and directly cleanse the families of the 12 elders. Even the Assassin's League did not have so many people.
After all, these 12 families are actually the 12 most influential gangs in the world. Going to war at the same time will only lead to fierce resistance. It is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers.
The Assassin's League was able to attack three parties at the same time, and what followed was a fierce counterattack from the other side.
Smith looked at the list of 12 companies and began to select three of them as the main targets of attack.
Just as Smith Doyle was considering which three companies to start eliminating, the door to the conference room was opened.
Putting down the documents in his hand, Smith Doyle said to John Wick who was walking over,
"Sit here."
John Wick came and sat down opposite Smith Doyle, looking at him quietly.
Smith Doyle asked,
"Have all your injuries recovered?"
John Wick reached out and touched his shoulder and neck, then said,
"It has all healed. There's not even a scar left."
"The recovery room here is really great."
Smith Doyle nodded. He was still very confident about the recovery room. Then he said,
"If we want to solve the problem of the high table, we need to completely eliminate the forces controlled by the twelve seats."
"Killing the 12 elders alone will not have any effect. They will still elect new elders from their bloodline."
"Even if we kill all the main veins, we will still support new main veins from the branch veins to inherit this position."
"So we must completely strangle the organization behind it."
Hearing Smith Doyle's words, John Wick nodded solemnly. Things were more serious than he had imagined.
"What can I do for you?"
Smith Doyle said,
"We have already taken control of eleven of the twelve seats at the High Table, but we have not yet found the specific location of one of them."
"We have only discovered that the headquarters of this High Table Elder is in the desert of Casablanca."
"But where in the desert it's not really clear."
"I need you to find them."
After thinking for a while, John Wick said,
"I know there is a group of elders over there, but I don't know how to find them."
"But if I go alone, the chances of seeing them are still very high. But if I bring everyone with me, then they won't see me."
Smith Doyle was not surprised and continued,
"We will go to Casablanca with you, but you need to find the elders alone."
"And what you have to do is find him and protect yourself."
John Wick asked curiously,
"It's a desert over there, how are you going to find me then?"
Smith smiled, then said,
"You just need to bring the dragon ball with you, it will guide us to your location."
Upon hearing that Dragon Ball also has a positioning function, John Wick nodded thoughtfully.
At this time Smith Doyle took out a photo and placed it in front of John Wick.
"This is a senior executive at the Continental Hotel in Casablanca and a friend of yours."
"She currently holds a dragon ball in her hand, which is also one of the goals of your trip."
John Wick was a little surprised to see Sofia's photo. He didn't expect that the other party had a dragon ball in her hand. However, when he thought that he had the other party's blood oath contract in his hand, things became much simpler.
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(End of this chapter)