Old Six placed several photos on the coffee table.
2305.
Hearing this number, Jiang Chen's gaze involuntarily flickered.
If he remembered correctly,
the hotel had upgraded his room, which seemed to be 2306.
That is to say,
the assassin was living right next door to him.
Such a coincidence?
The already suspicious Jiang Chen felt even more subtle, but he remained silent, sitting quietly without a word.
"Where did these come from?"
Vera asked straightforwardly.
"Yanbian."
Old Six said, "I encountered one of them in the elevator once, and I felt something off about him, miss. It's my negligence."
He lowered his head, appearing guilty.
Vera didn't blame him but quickly said, "It's not your fault."
Old Six might have had blue eyes, but he certainly didn't possess the special ability of Fiery Eyes to see through whether someone was an assassin or not.
This girl was still quite clear about right and wrong.
"Find out who these assassins met in Haojiang and who hired them."