Chapter 212: Chapter 210 Tom’s Bad Taste Chapter 212: Chapter 210 Tom’s Bad Taste Tom set Wan Xiaozhou down from his shoulder and switched to a princess carry, holding her as he dodged surveillance cameras, circling the area to ensure no one was following them before turning into the back alley of a bar that was still open.

A few minutes later, Tom supported Wan Xiaozhou, pretending they had just come out of the bar, and walked toward the nearest budget hotel nearby.

This time, Tom did not avoid the surveillance.

Emerging from the back alley of the bar, Tom deliberately appeared multiple times in front of the bar’s surveillance cameras, creating the illusion that he had been enjoying himself in the bar the whole time, and at the end even picked up a corpse.

At the budget hotel’s front desk, Tom used Wan Xiaozhou’s ID card to check into a room. Under the sleazy gaze of the hotel’s front desk uncle, Tom picked up a box of contraceptives from the front desk, paid by scanning a QR code, and then supported the unconscious Wan Xiaozhou, card in hand, and went upstairs.

The front desk uncle reluctantly pulled back his gaze from staring at Wan Xiaozhou’s buttocks: “Tsk tsk–”
“You’re really bold for picking up such a stunning chick!”

The front desk uncle’s tone was somewhat sour and a bit regretful, as if he wished he could kick Tom away and take his place.

Tom followed the room number, found his room, swiped the key card to open the door, and carried Wan Xiaozhou into the room without rushing to insert the card for power.

He first helped Wan Xiaozhou to the bedside.

After he laid Wan Xiaozhou on the bed, he then pulled out a small device from his pocket and began moving around the room.

The room in the budget hotel was not large.

Even though Tom had booked a room with a large bed.

The entire room was roughly twenty square meters.

Besides a double bed, there was only a TV cabinet, a bedside table, and a bathroom enclosed with glass doors by the entrance.

Straightforward and slightly cramped.

The sanitary condition was also quite clean!

It didn’t showcase the disgusting scenes of remnants from the previous guests that are typical in small lodges.

But Tom didn’t care about these things.

At least it had a bed!

This was much better than the conditions he had experienced during past missions when he had camped next to the wilderness, using the sky as his blanket and the ground as his bed, aimlessly waiting for his target to appear.

Besides, Tom hadn’t come to the hotel to actually do anything to Wan Xiaozhou.

He was just laying low, waiting for dawn.

Meanwhile, he took the opportunity to admire his own masterpiece.

He wanted to see which side’s lucky individual would be the first to find Wan Xiaozhou’s car and successfully trigger the farewell gift he had left behind.

As a professional killer, known for his expertise with explosives,
there was nothing more pleasurable for Tom than admiring his own work.

This budget hotel was the viewing platform Tom had specifically chosen. From this room, through special equipment, he could look down at the entire alley several hundred meters away.

But before he could enjoy the spectacle, Tom needed to use the small device in his hand to find and destroy all the hidden cameras the sleazy front desk uncle might have left in the room to spy on them.

Tom did not want to leave too many loose ends!

His current persona was that of a body picker who had just picked up the corpse of such a beautiful woman as Wan Xiaozhou from the bar.

If, in front of the sleazy front desk uncle, who had intentionally left behind a hidden pinhole camera, he, a body picker, had ignored a great beauty like Wan Xiaozhou, it would have definitely shattered his persona.

This was something that must not happen in the self-cultivation of a professional killer!

Now, Tom had two choices.

He could preserve his body picker persona.

The first option was to use the hidden cameras to his advantage, engage in a live broadcast with Wan Xiaozhou, satisfy the voyeuristic desires of the sleazy front desk uncle, and solidify his body picker persona.

The second option was to dismantle the pinhole cameras right now, letting the disgusting ideas of the sleazy uncle go down the drain, though it would cost him a little.

After all, without the cameras, the sleazy uncle wouldn’t know whether he had done anything to Wan Xiaozhou or not.

When using some disguise upon leaving tomorrow, he could maintain his persona without leaving any trace!

Between option one and two, Tom chose the latter.

He had no interest in using live broadcasts to satisfy the dirty little fetish of a sleazy uncle with squalid thoughts.

Tom didn’t need to go downstairs to know, by now, the sleazy uncle was probably already prepared, his sleazy eyes firmly glued to the computer screen, waiting for him to fulfill his voyeuristic desires.

In fact, Tom could even imagine the sleazy uncle watching the computer screen showing a pitch-black room, desperately scratching his head and showing an anxious expression wanting to rush over and turn on the lights.

“Beep beep beep~”
Soon, his handheld device emitted a faint alarm sound, which indicated the presence of pinhole cameras; the detection of a bug would emit a “thud thud thud” tone.

Tom stopped in his tracks and looked at his device.

The display of the device had a red light blinking continuously, located directly in front of him.

Tom raised his eyebrows and looked up.

Directly in front of the TV, inside a wall socket aimed at the bed, flickered an almost imperceptible red light.

It was a pinhole camera that was operational, remotely controlled, and had its infrared filming function switched on.

Seeing this scene, Tom’s mouth curved up into a mocking smile, “Tsk, this sleazy middle-aged man is rather cunning to buy such sophisticated equipment for his voyeurism!”

Tom knew that every move of his, under the infrared camera, now appeared crystal clear on the hotel front desk computer screen right before the sleazy uncle.

Tom raised his hand towards the pinhole camera in greeting, then, with a grim expression, directly dismantled the camera, leaving the sleazy uncle with just a sinister smile.

Seeing the pinhole camera getting dismantled, the last frame frozen on Tom’s face with that malevolently eerie smile, sent shivers down the sleazy uncle’s spine, nearly giving him a heart attack.

Tom’s smile was too sinister.

It was as eerie and terrifying as someone possessed by a ghost in a horror movie.

And it matched perfectly with the smile of a psychopathic killer in the movies, staring down at his prey.

The sleazy uncle was so frightened that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. With difficulty, the sleazy uncle swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trembling hands, and turned off the computer screen.

Tom wandered around the room once more.

Assured that there were no more pinhole cameras in the room, Tom laughed and put away his small device, came to the window, and drew the curtains, leaving just a small crack to peer through.

Tom pulled a glasses case from his pocket, took out the glasses inside, and put them on his face. He tapped on the arm of the glasses, and instantly, the view of a parking alley appeared on the lens.