Trafford's Trading Club

For the hotel staff, it was a good thing to be asked to leave---even though they were curious.

Why?

That was because there wouldn’t need to work!

But some people wasn’t willing... such as the young detective, Mr. Yelgo. Because of the information from a behind-the-scenes ’businessman’, they were able to get into the hotel.

"Sheriff... Mr. Victor, if so, we can’t see what’s happening inside," Yelgo said slightly anxious.

"Please be quiet." Victor frowned. He covered his ears with palms, seeming to listen carefully... But what he could hear was almost some noise.

And even it was suddenly becoming piercing!

Victor put off the earplugs instinctively, his look became stormy---like a defeated hound, "There are jammers inside, damn it!"

"Then we can only just wait here?" Yelgo frowned, "How about bursting in to catch everyone together with the loot?"

"That’s a good idea!" Victor nodded, "Go carry out the task! Don’t worry, I’ll try to get your corpse."

"Well..."

"Don’t you know who those people are inside?" Victor sneered, "Even if you die here, there will be no words about you in tomorrow’s Moscow newspapers or even web-pages."

Yelgo walked around restlessly, looking at the window of the corridor, and saying with a sudden inspiration, "Victor, look at this!"

That was a lifting crane hanging outside the hotel exterior wall for cleaning the windows.

...

...

"What does Urey want to do?"

The servant girl lightly said to her boss with a funny face... Yes, it was ’said’, not ’asked’. Luo Qiu knew she was just curious and did not to want to know the answer immediately--- or asked while knowing the answer.

"Let’s see how it goes." Luo Qiu whispered, "In his current status, unless he directly kills someone, he will be safe."

A respected person, especially those who survived under the darkness of the state’s will, was generous and also mean.

For example--- the painting was fake.

This didn’t make the scene chaotic, and no one retorted at once, people just waited and observed--- but as the auctioneer of this auction, Anna’s eyes wavered in that instant.

But she kept calm, looking at the man who was staggering up from the seat--- wearing a white tuxedo and a simple eye-patch.

Seemed to have seen him before--- the familiar feeling made Anna fall into doubt.

And at this moment, Anna heard a voice ---Efim’s voice, "Let this guy come closer, I’ll see who he is."

Of course, he didn’t attend this banquet. He was comfortably sitting in the well-defend room, just watching the auction through her.

"Yes."

Anna replied lightly, and showed a smile with her red lips. She adjusted the brooch, gracefully walking to the table, and saying, "Sir, you can verify if you think it’s a fake one. Actually, all of you here could also verify it."

Anna stroked her hair and looked around the hall, "I believe that fake things may cheat one or two people... But it cannot deceive everyone, right?"

These two people were so close --- it was probably just less than a meter. Anna could see the whole body of the man in white clothes very well.

"He is the representative of Typica Family... Be careful, and try to avoid confrontations."

Anna didn’t know about the so-called Typica Family, but according to Efim, it was clear that he was very influential.

"Let me verify it for you."

Listening to this guy’s confident words or nonsense after getting drunk, Anna smiled, "Of course, I also want to see what unique points this gentleman has."

...

He was not recognized.

Urey thought silently---although he wore a simple eye-patch, it couldn’t completely cover up his face outline.

Once he thought he and this woman were soul mates, blissfully happy. He was familiar with her whole body and smell, her motions and voice --- he thought she was the same.

But Anna didn’t recognize his voice --- maybe because he changed everything of him in return for his everything, so the former Urey disappeared?

Or maybe Urey was gone from her heart, disappearing forever in the station’s platform.

"But I’m back."

"I saw death, and I came back from that cold hell..." Urey took a deep breath and walked through Anna.

Suddenly he said, "However, this kind of rose red really suits you."

The voice was so small that only Anna could hear. When she heard it, she remembered that someone once said the same words. Anna suddenly turned around and looked at the figure walking on the stage.

She felt it a little familiar... and a little bit of indescribable panic.

But the two men protecting the painting on the stage apparently refused to allow Urey to get too close, "Sir, please go back to the one-meter line. It’s enough for you to watch it carefully. "

Urey shrugged his shoulders.

He turned around and looked at everyone in the hall, suddenly said, "Before verification, I want to ask, how many people of you think this painting is true? ...Oh, I hope I didn’t affect your judgment because of my interruption. Aren’t you confident with your identification ability? Or, are you all trash, who lost the confidence of right judgment due to my words?"

His aggressive statements instantly aroused the displeasure of almost everyone here.

"You are too arrogant." An emaciated old man indifferently said among the crowd, "Saying nothing doesn’t mean we can’t recognize it, but you’re too hurried."

Everyone who sat here had experienced violent storms and waves and were very patient---They wouldn’t make trouble on this occasion; even if the auction was just a farce, they would look it as an ordinary masquerade.

Urey got the meaning of the old man’s words. But he was different by nature from all the people here---Even now he had everything which was like a dream, he didn’t regard himself as a person living in the same world as them.

"Is that so?" Urey suddenly gave a frivolous whistle, "Well, Let me tell you why this painting is fake. Look at it, in this painting..."

He deliberately stopped here, which just attracted the attention of most people, even the attraction of the both guard men were subconsciously moved toward the position where Urey pointed.

Right at this moment.

Urey suddenly sprinkled a glass of wine in his hand to this painting. The high-content alcohol of the wine suddenly made the painting’s pigment dissolved.

The wine on the Nameless Maiden’s face suddenly melted her eyes, and began to slide down from her face, seemed like the shedding black tears.

Urey said quietly at this time, "That’s because, this painting is a set of garbage now."

"My God!!! He destroyed the painting! Destroyed ’The Nameless Maiden’!"

Like a madman, he destroyed the world masterpiece directly in front of so many people---Those collectors here were not blackly blame this guy at the first time, but bemoaned the precious painting’s destruction in heart!

"Catch this guy first!"

Anna was also completely stunned by this; meanwhile she heard Efim’s repressed and unusual cold voice!

Anna was quick-witted. She rapidly made a gesture toward the two men on stage---After receiving the order, they directly walked to Urey, "Sir, I think we need to talk alone."

Bang ---!

Bang ---!

But when the two men were near closely, two harsh sounds were ringed at the moment--- the gunshots!

They forthwith looked at their blood chest inconceivably and fell to the ground unwillingly. Urey seemed very calm at this time. He slowly pulled the wine in decanter with another hand on the two men, then filled his glass, turning around to salute the old man who was holding a silver pistol in the hall.

The old man who suddenly shot two men... was the butler of Typica Family.

...

Those who came here and participated in this shady auction were of impressive background from different fields, how come there were no security guards?

When the gunshots sounded, all the guests’ bodyguards protected their boss immediately. They had their own weapons, but this moment... They stayed alert to anyone around.

"Is this a declaration of war? Very good! This is! I don’t care the Typica Family! Anna! Catch this guy! Be sure to catch him! I want the Typica Family compensate all my loss!!"

It was roaring voice of Efim.

"Don’t let him go." Besides the gesture at this moment, Anna ordered with angry voice.

But at this time, the door of the hall was suddenly broken down, dozens of men in white suits swarmed into the hall. The butler lightly said, "Protect boss."

Bang, bang, bang... Bang!

Bang---!!!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Among the repeatedly gunshots, Urey’s crazy laugh was also heard.

He jumped off the stage, swaggered while pouring the wine and drinking with laughter among the chaotic gunshots from different sides, walking to the small square table at the corner and sitting down.

And at the table, the club boss and the servant girl were quietly sitting there.

No matter how chaotic the gunshots were or how panic these guests who hid under the overturned table, how many people died at this time or the if the lighting and glasses were broken by stray bullets.

Urey just laughed, taking off his eye-patch and throwing it to the ground.

He said, "Interesting? Funny? I know you must be here... I know you’re interested in what I want to do. "

Luo Qiu whispered, "Well, firsthand experience is really better than watching movies... Is this the revenge that you want?"

"No." Urey thrown the glass away, and poured the decanter’s spirits directly like a wild animal, "This is just the beginning...I still have twenty-nine days, don’t I?"

"I’m looking forward to it."

...

Victor and Yelgo had to hide on the hotel’s lifting crane on the exterior wall...That was mainly because the firepower in the hall was a little strong.

"Mr. Victor, help! Call for help! This is not a small event! "

"I know! But what we should do now is how to get out from your good idea."

When said this, the crane’s rope was broken by a bullet, and the crane lost its balance, one corner suddenly fell down.

In the cold wind, the young detective Yelgo and Police Victor who came back from half of his vacation were shaking.

Yelgo said he was actually had a fear of heights.

So.

"Help!"

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