"No way, you changed your appearance upon checking in and didn't register your name or identity, but why didn't you take out some of the hidden cameras?"
Roger seemed to be so shocked that he got somewhat confused.
It was not until he reached the twenty-sixth floor and settled into the room that he remembered Zhou Ping'an had not taken any precautions. Even when the service girl came in to ask if he wanted to provide special services, he hadn't hypnotized her either.
"You're just realizing this now? Think about it... There's no need to wear the cloak now, use it again when we take action tomorrow."
Roger stood in the room, still cloaked like a magician.
Zhou Ping'an found it slightly amusing.
This guy truly lived up to his past as an assassin, being so persistent in concealing his identity.
That day in Dongjiang, when confronting the assassin, he took the forefront and fought hard.
He and Song Qiaoqiao followed far behind.
Song Qiaoqiao was poised, without any gear.
