Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Chapter 660 Gianna Antonio! (Part 1)

Sherlock was unaware of what happened in the conference room, and even if he had known, he probably wouldn't have cared, since he had never taken the Continental Hotel seriously since making contact with them.

It's worth noting that Sherlock is the only person in the entire Continental Hotel since its inception who has survived a fight within the hotel. This alone is enough to prove that the Continental Hotel, or rather the High Table behind it, is not stupid.

The instant Sherlock used the power of the Space Stone to teleport directly from that damned conference room to the lobby of the Continental Hotel in New York, Charon and Zhao Weike spotted Sherlock.

Unlike Zhao Weike's nonchalant expression, which he had long been accustomed to, Charon quickly calmed down after his initial shock, put on a refined smile again, and walked out from behind the front desk to Sherlock's side.

"Mr. Sherlock, welcome back. I presume the meeting has concluded?"

"Of course! Talking to those old fogies is too much of a brain drain! Charon, do you have a piece of chocolate for me?"

Sherlock was much more at ease when faced with Charon's questions than he had been in the conference room.

Upon hearing Sherlock's request, Charon did not refuse. He turned around and went back to the front desk, soon returning with a tray carrying a piece of chocolate.

Seeing the lone piece of chocolate on Charon's enormous plate, Sherlock's lips twitched, but he didn't refuse. He calmly picked it up and put it directly into his mouth.

Seeing that Sherlock had eaten the chocolate, Charon bowed slightly and said to Sherlock.

“Mr. Sherlock, if you have any other needs, please come to the front desk to find me. I won’t disturb your conversation with Mr. Zhao any longer.”

Charon winked mischievously at Sherlock and Zhao Weike, cracking a small joke that earned him laughter from Sherlock and an annoyed glare from Zhao Weike.

After Charon left, Sherlock also told Zhao Weike about the things they had just discussed in the conference room.

To be honest, when Zhao Weike heard about the 'price' Sherlock paid, he felt a bit uneasy.

After all, strictly speaking, this matter doesn't have much to do with Sherlock, and from the assassin's perspective, Anna and she owe Sherlock a huge favor this time.

Sherlock, on the other hand, didn't seem to care much about it. Looking at Zhao Weike, who seemed to be developing into a coconut master, he waved his hand impatiently before speaking to Zhao Weike.

"Don't overthink it, Lao Zhao. Things aren't as complicated as you think. Some things might be a dead end for you or the Mainland Hotel, but not for me. If all else fails, I can just take everyone and run away, right?"

Winston, who had just stepped out of the elevator, heard Sherlock's words as he approached her, and his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing Winston clutching his heart, Sherlock's smile widened even more.

After making a not-so-small joke, Sherlock seemed to suddenly remember something. Since he was already here and had completed the deal with the High Table, Sherlock thought he might as well just take care of all the troubles related to the Continental Hotel.

Ignoring Winston, who was clutching his heart and pretending to have a heart attack, Sherlock turned to Winston and said something.

"Alright, Mr. Winston, that was just a joke. It's not good to overdo it."

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Winston abandoned his playful mood and reverted to his old-fashioned, unflappable self as the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, standing beside Sherlock and speaking to him.

“Well, Mr. Sherlock, it seems my occasional display of humor isn’t enough to win you over.”

After giving Winston a big eye roll, Sherlock finally got to the point.

"By the way, Winston, could you help me contact Jaina of the Antonio family? I have some things I'd like to discuss with her."

Both Zhao Weike and Winston were taken aback upon hearing Sherlock's words.

Although both of them were taken aback for a moment, it was clear that their reactions were completely different. Zhao Weike was surprised, after all, he had never mentioned anything about Jaina in front of Sherlock.

Wendyton's thoughts were far more complex than Zhao Weike's. He simply couldn't understand why Sherlock, who had just finished the High Table meeting, would want to contact Gianna, the patriarch of the Antonio family.

Keep in mind that Jaina didn't say a single word during the meeting just now.

Seeing Winston's hesitation, Sherlock knew that Winston was judging what he wanted to do. After all, the High Table meeting had just ended, and Winston didn't want Sherlock to cause any more trouble that could affect the High Table and the Continental Hotel.

Seeing Winston's reaction, Sherlock didn't hide his thoughts from Winston. He leaned back in his booth chair with a relaxed expression and casually pointed at Zhao Weike, who looked surprised, and said to Winston.

"Don't be nervous, it's just contacting her to help Lao Zhao out of his troubles, there won't be any major problems."

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Winston glanced at Zhao Weike, who looked completely bewildered, with an undisguised envy in his eyes. Clearly, Winston had already guessed what Sherlock and Zhao Gianna were up to.

After nodding to Sherlock, he turned and left.

Half an hour later.

Inside a seemingly ordinary café on a street in Rome, Italy.

Sherlock and Zhao Weike sat in a booth near the street, each holding a cup of espresso.

The difference lies in the fact that Zhao Weike was unusually calm when drinking his espresso, as if he was already used to the taste of the coffee in his hand, while Sherlock's facial features would distort with almost every sip.

There's no other reason than that it was just too painful!

After several attempts, Sherlock finally put down his coffee and looked helplessly at Zhao Weike, whose expression remained unchanged as he held his coffee, and complained irritably.

"Honestly, I really can't drink this without ice and water!"

However, just as Sherlock finished speaking, before Zhao Weike could reply, a woman's voice with a strong Italian accent rang out beside them, accompanied by a fragrant breeze.

"Indeed, after getting used to coffee with water, espresso is indeed a bit too bitter for you, although in my opinion, that way of drinking it is a waste, ruining the aroma and flavor of the coffee itself."

As the voice faded, a woman in a custom-made red dress sat down opposite the two, smiling as she looked at Sherlock and Zhao Weike sitting next to him.

"Long time no see, John!"

After nodding to Zhao Weike in greeting, Jaina turned to look in Sherlock's direction.

"This is the first time we've sat face to face like this, Mr. Sherlock!"

Chapter 661 Gianna Antonio! (Part 2)

It can only be said that no one who can sit in this position is a fool. Just after they met, Jaina pointed out with one sentence that she was also involved in the bloody 'deal' between Sherlock and the High Table, and also subtly brought Sherlock and her closer together.

“I know why Mr. Sherlock came to Italy, and I presume you have come for this.”

Before Sherlock could speak, Jaina deftly pulled a small box that looked like a compact from her bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Sherlock.

“Now that John has retired, this blood pact is of no use to the Antonio family. We won’t disturb the life of a retiree. After all, John earned this peace with his blood and fire, didn’t he?”

As Jaina pushed the blood pact toward Sherlock, she spoke calmly.

It was obvious that the shrewd Winston had guessed from the beginning why Sherlock was coming to see Jaina, and had already spoken to Jaina beforehand.

Looking at the blood pact placed in front of him, Zhao Weike's breathing became heavy for a moment. He naturally wouldn't forget this unfinished blood pact, but Zhao Weike never expected that Sherlock would make a special trip to Italy just for this thing.

Sherlock stared at the blood pact before him for a while, then looked up at Jaina, who stood calmly and composedly opposite him. He had to admit that the woman's decisiveness and efficiency were indeed beyond Sherlock's expectations.

You should know that although this thing looks like an ordinary blood pact now, binding only Zhao Weike, if you include yourself who is by Zhao Weike's side, this thing is no different from a life-saving talisman.

Faced with such temptation, this woman handed it over without the slightest hesitation? Such nonchalance is something not everyone possesses.

"Just to satisfy my curiosity, Ms. Jaina, I'm really curious about how you became the head of the Antonio family despite your brother's attacks."

Although Sherlock didn't say it explicitly, his meaning was clear: he was asking Jaina how she obtained the blood pact, and also about the whereabouts of her brother, Santino.

Jaina naturally understood Sherlock's meaning. She frowned slightly, but didn't hide anything from him. She spoke to Sherlock in a calm tone.

“My good-for-nothing brother has already gone to see my parents. As for this blood pact, it was only because Santino used the resources of the Antonio family that he signed it with John for his impossible mission. Naturally, the ownership belongs to the Antonio family.”

Instead of answering Sherlock's obvious question, Jaina directly addressed the issue that Sherlock was most concerned about: the whereabouts of Saintino, who had signed a blood pact with Zhao Weike, and the legitimate source of that blood pact.

Upon hearing Jaina's words, Zhao Weike almost instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Zhao Weike disliked Saintino and had only signed the blood pact out of necessity. If the blood pact were in Jaina's hands, Zhao Weike wouldn't care.

After all, compared to that crazy idiot Santino, Zhao Weike was undoubtedly more at ease with Jaina, who was his friend.

However, before Zhao Weike could say anything, Sherlock's voice interrupted Zhao Weike's idea of ​​getting Jaina to retract the blood pact.

"Don't be nervous, Ms. Jaina. I just want to satisfy my curiosity. After all, the value of this blood pact that can forcibly mobilize Old Zhao is different now that Avengers and I have gathered around Old Zhao, isn't it?"

"Under such circumstances, I'm genuinely curious how you managed to defeat your good-for-nothing brother and ascend to the position of family head."

As Sherlock spoke, he picked up the blood pact box on the table, which resembled a powder compact. After opening it and seeing Zhao Weike's blood fingerprints inside, he closed the lid, played with the box in his hand, and stared at Jaina, asking her a question.

"Old Zhao?"

Seemingly confused by Sherlock's unusual way of addressing Zhao Weike, Jaina looked at Zhao Weike sitting next to Sherlock with some doubt.

Faced with Jaina's questioning gaze, Zhao Weike couldn't maintain his "Master Coconut" persona. He waved his hand at Jaina with a speechless expression, rolled his eyes at Sherlock beside him, and began to explain to Jaina.

"Don't mind him, it's just his weird sense of humor. He always calls me Zhao Weike, or something like Constantine, Johnny Silver Hand, Neo, etc. You'll get used to it."

Upon hearing Zhao Weike's words and seeing the helpless look on his face, Jaina paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

With Jaina's laughter, the tense atmosphere between the three of them almost instantly transformed into the relaxed feeling of old friends meeting again. The tension in their hearts about Sherlock, who not only dared to break the rules of the Continental Hotel but also dared to trip up the entire High Table in front of them, also vanished with Zhao Weike's explanation.

"Mr. Sherlock seems to be far more interesting than I expected!"

After laughing for a while, Jaina turned her head with some curiosity to look at Sherlock, who was still playing with the Blood Pact, and said in a relaxed tone.

She simply couldn't imagine that anyone could force the infamous Night Demon, the legendary assassin who lived in the history of the High Table, into this silly, goofy state, even with a hint of helplessness and a detached acceptance.

The contrast is so interesting!

"Believe me, Jaina, getting too close to this little rascal is not a good thing!"

With the intention of lightening the mood and not wanting Sherlock and Jaina to become too tense, Zhao Weike followed up on Jaina's teasing with a light joke. After saying this, Zhao Weike paused slightly before continuing.

"But it's not necessarily a bad thing!"

Zhao Weike's teasing remark earned Sherlock a huge eye roll, but he didn't refute Zhao Weike's words. After all, due to his own perverse sense of humor, Zhao Weike had suffered quite a bit at his hands.

Watching the amusing interaction between the two men, one big and one small, Jaina felt a mixture of curiosity and envy in her eyes, in addition to her curiosity about Sherlock.

Such affection is a luxury in the underworld, especially after what happened to her good-for-nothing brother. Jaina actually envied the kind of affection between Sherlock and Zhao Weike.

You should know that you and Santino are blood relatives. Even blood relatives scheme against each other and even want to kill each other. Compared to that, the relationship between Sherlock and Zhao Weike is as dazzling and blinding as the sun to Jaina.

It even subconsciously makes people want to follow and participate, just like a rat hiding in a ditch seeing the warm, clean, and bright sunlight outside.

Chapter 662 Gianna Antonio! (Part 2)

Perhaps influenced by the emotions between Sherlock and Zhao Weike, Jaina stopped keeping her guard up and relaxed. She called over a waiter and ordered an espresso as well before telling Sherlock what had happened.

Back when Sherlock and Zhao Weike fought the Tarasov family and wiped out this family that was nominally affiliated with the High Table without hesitation.

Santino did indeed come to New York with Zhao Weike's blood pact, intending to make Zhao Weike abide by the pact and eliminate his sister Jaina.

However, it was only after arriving in New York that Santino saw the person standing next to Zhao Weike.

Sherlock!

A superhuman who dared to take action in a mainland hotel, directly threaten the hotel, and even survive!

Santino was terrified when he saw Sherlock!

If it were just Zhao Weike alone, even if she knew that Zhao Weike and her sister Jaina had an unusual relationship, and that she had used a blood pact to ask Zhao Weike to kill Jaina, even if Zhao Weike wanted revenge afterward, she could still hide in the Continental Hotel for protection.