Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

In fact, Sherlock's feeling was not wrong. It could even be said to be extremely accurate. The eyes of everyone in the hotel lobby fell on Sherlock.

Although they were not staring directly at Sherlock, their attention was indeed focused on him.

Everyone wants to know who this guy brought by John Wick himself is, and what is so special about it that allows the famous Night Stalker, a living legendary killer, to personally lead him into the industry.

But it was obvious that Sherlock was wrong, thinking that this group of people were focusing on him because of their clothes.

Fortunately, John Wick walked very quickly and quickly led Sherlock to the front desk of the hotel. Standing at the front desk was a black man who looked like a gentleman.

Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a meticulous velvet suit, all the small details are complete, and even the expression on his face is a good interpretation of what it means to be gentle and elegant.

Sherlock even dared to swear that even his richest uncle, Tony, didn't have the suits in his wardrobe as sophisticated as the black man standing at the front desk.

Seeing John Wick leading Sherlock to the front desk, the black man gave people a feeling of spring breeze as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Good morning, John Wick, how can I help you?"

For the black receptionist, John Wick showed a very familiar feeling. Without saying anything, he directly took out four gold coins, placed them on the receptionist, and said to the black receptionist.

"New person registration."

After John Wick said these words, the black man did not immediately accept the gold coins on the front desk. Instead, he turned his attention to Sherlock.

He said to Sherlock in a very gentlemanly manner.

"The Continental Hotel welcomes you, dear Mr. Queen Bee!"

After saying that, he took care of himself and put the four gold coins at the front desk into the counter with both hands. Sherlock was left alone to look at John Wick and then at the black front desk, where the gentleman was in a state of confusion.

Mr. Queen Bee?

Sherlock had something stuck in his throat, and for a moment he felt uneasy and unhappy. After all, in Sherlock's mind, the word "queen bee" was mostly used to describe women.

I don’t know why there is a code name for the queen bee, so I won’t go into it. Don’t these people find it awkward to add the affix “Mr.” after the queen bee?

Fortunately, Sherlock still had the most basic sense of reason, and the environment around him, which was like an aristocratic club, was enough for Sherlock to hold back this old joke and not say it out loud.

However, John Wick quickly noticed that Sherlock was strange, gave Sherlock an expression that I will explain later, and then continued to turn his head to look at the black man at the front desk who was still operating something.

After a while, the black receptionist had completed all the operations, raised his head and looked at John Wick and Sherlock and said.

"Due to the rules of the Continental Hotel, Mr. John Wick, we will not assign mandatory tasks to Mr. Queen Bee. Similarly, there will be certain restrictions on the support Mr. Queen Bee can receive at the Continental Hotel.

These rules are not meant to target anyone, they are just to better ensure the safety of Mr. Queen Bee. Similarly, the identity of Mr. Queen Bee will be kept confidential at the Continental Hotel.

Do you two have any questions? "

Facing the black man's question, John Wick didn't say much. On the contrary, Sherlock couldn't hold back his curiosity first and looked at the black man at the front desk and asked his question.

"Mandatory tasks? Continental Hotel will also assign mandatory tasks to killers?"

After Sherlock finished speaking, he looked at John Wick next to him in confusion. After all, Sherlock rarely saw John Wick perform any mandatory tasks. Of course, it is also possible that he just shot the weapon shop without knowing it. .

Seeing Sherlock's question, John Wick did not let the black receptionist speak this time. Instead, he spoke first and explained to Sherlock.

"The so-called mandatory tasks are not all mandatory. Generally speaking, the hotel's approach is to offer a price that the killer cannot refuse, plus conditions such as information and promises to lure the killer to accept the task.

If you don't need these, you can naturally refuse this so-called mandatory task, but if you refuse, you will need to pay a gold coin as a price, which is equivalent to nothing for ordinary killers.

But because of the reward, few people can refuse the temptation, so it is called a mandatory task. "

After hearing John Wick's explanation, Sherlock finally understood. To put it bluntly, wasn't it just a trick to double the project bonus and tempt workers to work overtime?

Before Sherlock traveled through time, as a qualified social worker, he was very knowledgeable about these things. But before traveling through time, Sherlock traveled through time while shitting for the little overtime pay and bonus of 996.

Seeing that Sherlock no longer had any doubts, the black receptionist nodded to the two of them and continued.

"Very good, gentlemen, then we will continue the trust registration process of Mr. Queen Bee. According to the process, I need Mr. Queen Bee to provide me with a code name to use as a title within the Continental Hotel system. Note that once it is confirmed, It cannot be changed.

In future records, Mr. Queen Bee will also be called by the code name. Your identity, Mr. Queen Bee, will only exist in the secret files on the high platform of the Continental Hotel. "

Listening to the black receptionist's words, Sherlock immediately began to think about his own code name. To be honest, Sherlock is a loser in naming, and often at this time, Sherlock's claws will go numb.

Serious codenames such as wizard and death were constantly surging in Sherlock's mind, and Sherlock was constantly choosing between the good and bad codenames.

But suddenly, Sherlock's playful nature suddenly took over the high ground, and even got out of control.

Brain: Please, wouldn’t it be nice to have a cool normal code name? It's nice to say it out loud!

The soul of Leziren said, I must sell this sword today!

Ever since, under the leadership of Le Zi Ren Shu Xin, Sherlock didn't know what was going on. He directly rejected those cool-sounding titles and opened his mouth to come up with a code name that no one had expected.

"One Piece!"

When Sherlock said the words "Pirate King", Sherlock clearly saw that the elegant black receptionist suddenly froze in place, and even couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

And John Wick, who knew what Sherlock was like, helplessly covered his forehead and couldn't help but fantasize about the future.

Look, that is the apprentice of the famous legendary killer Night Demon, the Pirate King!

Just thinking about it gave John Wick goosebumps all over his body.

He looked at the two people who seemed to be looking at him with accusing eyes. He didn't say anything, and his eyes were filled with a kind of "Please, please change the code name. The Continental Hotel/John Wick can't afford to disgrace that person!" 'look

Sherlock's happy soul was once again extremely satisfied, and the corners of his mouth could even raise uncontrollably.

"What's wrong, isn't One Piece good? What about Naruto? Captain? Magical boy? The strongest on the surface? Itachi Shura? Whatever I think is fine. I won't choose. You just decide."