Chapter 374 Knowing the Truth

"What? The Inquisitor is really here?"

Santino was overjoyed. He did not expect that the adjudicator would come so quickly, even though he had just revealed the news yesterday.

"Sentino, I don't want to know what your relationship is with the Inquisitor, but I hope you won't involve me."

Winston said with a frown.

He guessed that Santino should have told the Inquisitor something, otherwise the Inquisitor would not have known so clearly.

"Mr. Winston, don't worry, the Adjudicator doesn't care much about the Continental Hotel."

Santino smiled mysteriously. What the Inquisitor was most concerned about now was the cause of her father's death.

As for the matter at the Continental Hotel in Gotham City, it was nothing more than hunting rabbits.

"It would be best if the Inquisitor would be waiting for you at the Continental Hotel."

Winston put down the microphone in his hand with a heavy heart. He always felt that things would not be as simple as he imagined.

After receiving the news, Santino didn't dare to delay and arrived at the Continental Hotel in just half an hour.

In the Continental Hotel, Santino walked into the underground bar and saw the tall, short-haired adjudicator sitting in the corner, holding a slender women's cigarette in his hand.

"Your Majesty Inquisitor, I am Santino Antonio of the Camorra family."

Santino put his right hand on his chest and said respectfully.

The adjudicator looked up at him, nodded with the hand holding the cigarette, and said arrogantly: "Please sit down, Mr. Santino!"

Although the words contained the word "sir", there was no hint of her respect for Santino from her tone.

Santino doesn't care about this now. The purpose of his coming here is to make a deal with the adjudicator.

"Now, Mr. Santino I want you to tell me everything you know. Remember is everything!"

The Inquisitor stared at Santino coldly.

"Ok, ok! Dear Lord Inquisitor, this started from that time when I visited the previous Lord Inquisitor..."

The previous Inquisitor (the father of the current Inquisitor) had a good relationship with the old Antonio of the Camorra family, and Santino also met the previous Inquisitor because of his father's relationship.

After the death of Santino's parents five years ago, the Camorra family began to elect a new successor.

Unfortunately, senior members of the family were generally optimistic about Santino's sister Gianna. Santino was eager to ascend to power, so he approached the previous adjudicator for help.

However, due to various reasons, the previous adjudicator rejected Santino's request. Just when Santino was about to leave, John suddenly appeared and assassinated the previous adjudicator.

After completing the task, John did not want to cause more trouble, so he had to sign a blood contract badge with Santino.

"Bang~" The adjudicator slammed the glass on the table.

"You mean John Wick killed my father," the Inquisitor gasped.

She originally suspected that her father's death was related to the Big Hair Gang in Gotham City, but now everything can be connected.

The John Wick of five years ago was still the babayage working for the Gotham Gang.

Santino took out the blood contract badge from his arms and placed it on the table, "This is the blood contract that John Wick signed to let me keep a secret."

The Inquisitor picked up the blood contract badge, looked at it, and threw it casually on the table.

She now completely believed Santino's words, because the man in front of her didn't have the guts to lie to herself.

"Now John Wick refuses to honor the Blood Pact Badge, right?"

The Inquisitor curled up his lips and smiled, even if he wanted to kill John Wick, it would have to be under the rules of the "High Table".

Santino looked at the inquisitor, immediately understood the meaning of her words, and nodded with a smile.

"Besides John Wick, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Your Majesty Inquisitor, I feel that my sister Jaina is not suitable to be a member of the High Table.

She made a major mistake in handling the conflict between the New World and the Continental Hotel. "

Santino's eyes were incomprehensible, and he deliberately brought the topic to Gianna.

"Oh?" The Inquisitor looked at Santino with interest.

As long as it didn't violate the rules of the "High Table", she didn't mind helping Santino. After all, he was the one who told her the truth about her father's death.

"Jaina and Winston were too weak in handling the conflict with the New World, causing the High Table's honor to be tarnished."

Santino said softly.

The Inquisitor looked at Santino thoughtfully, then nodded, "I know about this matter, and I will handle it. You go!"

Santino was overjoyed. Although he didn't know how the adjudicator would deal with it, he would definitely not make it easy for Gianna.

Santino stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed respectfully to the inquisitor.

The Inquisitor waved her hand indifferently, and when Santino walked away, she faintly uttered a few words, "John Wick? Winston? Jaina?"

She picked up the phone on the table, dialed a few numbers, and entered the password several times before a voice came from the other side.

Then she reported the situation in a low voice, only to hear a direct sentence from the other side, "You decide!"

The Adjudicator hung up the phone and let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing Winston talking and laughing with others not far away, she stood up with a sneer and clenched her fists.

"Your Majesty Inquisitor, what's the matter?" Winston asked softly with a smile as he watched the Inquisitor walking toward him.

"Yes!"

"Then please follow me." Winston said sorry to the person next to him, and slowly walked towards the inner room with the Inquisitor.

Arriving at the inner room, Winston made a gesture of invitation.

"Mr. Winston, you have violated the rules of the 'High Table' many times and helped some killers in violation of the rules. Moreover, you were too weak in dealing with the issue of the New World Conflict, which damaged the honor of the 'High Table'.

At this moment, I will judge you on behalf of the 'High Table' and cancel all your positions in the Continental Hotel!"

The adjudicator looked at Winston expressionlessly and said in a deep voice.

Winston opened his mouth slightly, looking unbelievable, and tilted his ears, "What did you say?"

The adjudicator pointed at his watch, "Your successor will arrive in a week, and you have a week to complete the handover.

Only the existence of rules can make us different from..."

"Animals!" Winston blurted out without waiting for the adjudicator to speak.

The judge turned and walked towards the door, with a cold arc on his face.

She was not in a hurry to find trouble with John, but wanted to punish those who had helped John first.

This would make John more painful.

Winston stood by the fireplace and did not react to the adjudicator's departure.

After a long while, he raised his head and looked at the flames in the fireplace, and said quietly: "No one can drive me out of my hotel.

Even the adjudicator!"

As someone who has run the Gotham Continental Hotel for decades, he never thought that one day he would be removed from the "High Table", and for such an outrageous reason.

In recent years, at least nine out of ten Continental Hotels overseas have been attacked, and such a reason cannot convince anyone at all.

"Adjudicator, humph! You will suffer."