Trafford’s Trading Club

For the hotel staff who were asked to leave the ballroom, it was a good idea to leave despite being curious.

Why?

Of course it’s because you don’t have to work!

But some people are unwilling...such as the young agent Mr. Yergo. They were able to sneak into this hotel in advance because of the information from a certain 'businessman' who didn't want to show up.

"Police...Mr. Victor, in this case, we won't be able to see clearly what's going on inside." Yergo had to say a little anxiously.

"Don't argue yet." Victor frowned. He put his palms over his ears and seemed to be listening carefully... but all he could hear was mostly noise.

It even suddenly became harsh!

Victor instinctively took off the earplugs from his ears, and his expression was not very good - like a defeated hound, "There is something disturbing inside, damn it!"

"Then all we can do is wait?" Yergo frowned and said, "Why don't we crash in and get the stolen goods together?"

"That's a good idea!" Victor nodded: "I'll leave this task to you! Don't worry, I will definitely find an opportunity to help you collect the body."

"this……"

"Do you know who are the people inside?" Victor sneered: "Even if you die here, tomorrow there won't be even a single line of text about you in any Moscow newspapers or even on the web!"

Yergo walked back and forth irritably, looking out the window of the corridor, and suddenly had an idea: "Victor, look at this!"

It was a lifting crane hung on the exterior wall of the hotel and used to clean the exterior glass.

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"What does Yuri want to do?"

The maid lady whispered in her boss's ear with an interesting look on her face... Yes, she said it, not asked. Luo Qiu knew that she was just curious and didn't necessarily want to know the answer right away - or maybe it was just a knowing question like a casual conversation.

"Just take a look and you will know." Luo Qiu said softly: "With his current status, unless he directly kills people here, everything will be fine."

There are many people who are stingy, especially those who survive in the darkness shrouded by the will of the country.

For example - this painting is fake.

This did not cause chaos at the scene, and no one immediately started to refute, and some just watched the changes - but as the bidder of this auction, Anna's eyes naturally wandered for a moment.

But she remained calm and looked at the man who stood up unsteadily in the middle of the table - wearing a white tuxedo and simply wearing an eye patch.

It seemed that she had seen it somewhere - a familiar feeling made Anna feel doubtful.

At this moment, Anna heard a voice in her ears - Yefim's voice: Let this guy come in a little bit, and let me see where he comes from.

Of course, he did not attend the banquet. Now he was sitting comfortably in his room that was protected like a fortress, just watching the auction through her.

"Um."

Ana responded softly, and then her big red lips revealed an arc. She waved the brooch on her chest, walked down the stage gracefully, and said first: "Sir, if you think this painting is fake, you can verify it. In fact, I allow everyone who is doing it to do so. verified."

Anna flipped up her hair, glanced around the banquet hall and said, "I believe that fake things may be able to deceive one or two people... but they can never deceive everyone, right?"

The two were already so close - probably only less than a meter apart. Anna could already see the whole body of the man in white very well.

"It's the crest of the Dikapi family... Be careful and try not to antagonize the other party."

Anna didn't know much about the so-called Dikapi family, but with Yefim's energy and saying not to make enemies directly, it was obvious that the other party had a lot of background.

"Then let me verify it for you."

Listening to this guy's confident words, but also as if he was drunk and crazy, Anna smiled slightly and said: "Of course, I also want to see what unique views this gentleman has."

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Didn't recognize it.

Yuri thought silently in his mind - although he wore a simple eye patch, it could hardly hide the contours of his face.

He once thought that the relationship between him and this woman was almost as beautiful as soul fusion. He knew every part of her body, her smell, her movements, her voice - he thought she was the same.

But Anna didn't recognize his voice - maybe it was because he had everything he had changed now, and the original Yuri no longer existed?

Or maybe, in her heart, Yuri was no longer there, and had disappeared into the platform of that station forever.

But I'm back.

I saw death, crawled back from that cold hell... Yuri took a deep breath and walked past Anna.

He suddenly said: "However, it turns out that the color is always rose-red, which is the most suitable for you."

The sound was so low that only Anna could hear it. The moment she heard it, she remembered that someone had said the same thing before. Ana turned around suddenly and looked at the figure walking towards the stage.

She felt a little familiar...a little inexplicably panicked.

But the two men protecting the painting on the stage obviously refused to let Yuri get too close at this time. "Sir, please stay at least one meter away. This distance should be enough for you to watch carefully."

Yuri shrugged.

He turned around, looked at everyone in the banquet hall, and suddenly said: "Before I prove it, I would like to ask how many people here think this painting is real... Oh, please don't interrupt because of me. And it affects your judgment. Don’t you, who are here, have confidence in your own vision? Or are you all rubbish, because you have lost confidence in your correct judgment because of my words? "

He was almost relying on the crowd's ridicule... The huge map cannon instantly caused the displeasure of almost everyone here.

"You are too arrogant." During the dinner, a thin old man said in a nonchalant manner: "You didn't say anything, not because you couldn't tell whether it was true or false, but because you were too anxious."

The person who can sit here is the person who has not experienced strong winds and waves and can remain calm - they will not choose to cause trouble in such an occasion. Even if this auction is just a farce, they will treat it as one. Ordinary masquerade.

Yuri understood the meaning of the old man's words. But in his heart, he is fundamentally different from everyone here - even though he has everything dreamlike now, he does not regard himself as a person in the same world.

"Really?" Yuri suddenly whistled frivolously: "Then, let me tell you why this painting is fake. Look, inside this painting..."

He deliberately paused here, which immediately attracted the attention of most people, including the man who was quickly guarding the painting. Their eyes were also subconsciously looking at the position pointed by Yuri. passed.

Right now.

Yuri poured the wine from the wine glass onto the painting. The wine, which contained a large amount of alcohol, immediately dissolved the paint on the painting.

The wine poured on the face of the woman in the painting immediately melted the eyes of the unknown girl in the painting. The wine mixed with paint began to slide down on the face of the unknown girl, as if leaving a black stain. tears.

Yuri said calmly at this time: "That's because this painting is now a piece of garbage."

"Oh my God!! He ruined this painting! He ruined The Unknown Lady!!"

In front of so many people, like a madman, he directly destroyed this famous painting handed down from generation to generation. Many of the collectors gathered here did not angrily accuse this madman at the first moment, but mourned this in their hearts. The destruction of worldly treasures!

"Catch this guy first!"

Anna, who was also completely stunned by this scene, heard Yefim's suppressed and unusually cold voice!

Anna reacted quickly. She quickly made a gesture to the two men on the stage. After the two received the instructions, they walked directly towards Yuri, "Sir, I think we need to have a good meeting." Let’s talk alone.”

Bang——!

Bang——!

Unexpectedly, before the two people were completely close, two harsh sounds suddenly sounded in the room: gunshots!

For a moment, they looked at their blood-stained chests in disbelief and fell to the ground in fear. Yuri seemed unusually calm at this time. The decanter he held in his other hand slowly poured over the two of them, then he filled his own wine glass, turned around, and looked toward the banquet hall from a distance. An old man holding a silver pistol saluted from afar.

The old man who suddenly shot and killed two people... Mr. Deepika's housekeeper.

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When you come to a place like this, you are participating in a shady auction. These are people with considerable backgrounds in their respective fields. How could they not be accompanied by someone responsible for security?

When the sound of gunfire occurred, the guests' bodyguards immediately protected their boss. They also have their own weapons, and at this moment... they are wary of everyone around them.

"Is this a declaration of war? Very good! This is a declaration of war! I don't care about Deepika's family! Anna! Catch this guy! You must catch this guy!! I want Deepika's family to compensate me for all my losses!!"

That was the sound of Yefim roaring.

"Don't let this gentleman leave." Anna was not just making gestures at this time, she was giving instructions in a deep and angry voice.

But at this moment, the door of the banquet hall was suddenly knocked open, and a dozen men in white suits surged into the venue. I only heard the butler saying calmly: "Protect the boss."

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang... bang!

boom--! !

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

Amid the gunfire that kept ringing out, Yuri's lunatic laughter also rang out.

He jumped down from the stage, and among the random gunshots from his side, Anna's side... and numerous guests, he poured wine, drank, smiled, and walked to a corner table. He sat down on the small square table.

And this table, sitting quietly all the time, is obviously the owner of the club and the maid.

No matter how chaotic the gunshots were, no matter how panicked the guests were when they turned over the table and hid under the table, no matter how many people fell to the ground at this time, let alone the lamps and the cups broken by stray bullets.

Yuri just smiled, took off the blindfold on his face, and left it on the ground.

He said, "Does it look good? Is it interesting? I know you must be here... I know you will be interested in what I want to do."

Luo Qiu said softly: "Well, feeling it in person is indeed much better than what you see in the movie... Is this the revenge you want, our guest?"

"No." Yuri put aside the cup in his hand and poured directly into the liquor in the decanter, like a wild beast, "This is just the beginning... I still have twenty-nine days, don't I?"

"I look forward to it."

…

Victor and Yergo had to lean on the elevator on the outer wall of the hotel... mainly because the firepower in the banquet hall inside was a bit too intense.

"Mr. Victor, support! Call for support! This is no longer a minor incident!"

"I know! But what we need to do now is how to get away from this good idea of ​​yours!"

When he said this, the cable of the crane was interrupted by a flying bullet, and the crane platform suddenly lost its balance and fell down.

In the cold wind, young detective Yergo and Sheriff Victor, who had just returned to work after taking half of their vacation, were shaking and shaking.

Yergo said that he was actually afraid of heights.

so.

"Help!!"