Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth

Victor didn’t rush to respond, but thought for a while, “But if so, there may be no way to recover your losses.”

He referred to the matter of Efim buying the painting at a whopping price.

Efim sneered, “It’s just the first step. And I have a plan to do further.”

Victor slowly said, “Looks Mr. Efim’s intention is not only about taking revenge on the heir of the Typica Family.”

Efim patted Victor’s shoulder closely, and took him to the glass curtain wall of this building, watching the scenery outside. An imposing manner arose spontaneously.

He laughed confidently, in a tone of a winner, “Nothing is impossible in this world except the ones you haven’t thought of. Why are most of the capable people in the world unsuccessful in their lives? That’s because they didn’t expect, dare not to imagine or do it, such as you…”

He looked at Victor, “Why are you still a common policeman after so many years of working? You’re capable enough, and obviously you can imagine and do more to achieve it! Besides, with my support, your future life will be wonderful.”

Victor smiled gratefully.

He reached out his hand and looked at Efim, “Then, Mr. Efim, please give me your support and consideration from now on.”

“Haha! I like easy-going guys!” Efim directly grabbed Victor’s palm.

He was pleased that both of them could reach a consensus. It didn’t matter how much Victor could do to help achieve his expectations… as long as there was a conflict, then just change to another.

Just like his senior staff, who was deeply troubled in public affairs recently.

However, his face was suddenly frozen due to Victor’s current action… he had been handcuffed.

At the moment of the handshake, Victor suddenly took a pair of handcuffs from his back and gently hit it on his wrist.

It was easily done.

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“What are you doing?” Efim frowned.

Victor replied indifferently, “Now, I officially arrest you, Mr. Efim, because you are suspected of being involved in illegally buying and holding a national treasure, and in connection with bribing a police officer. I also suspect that you have engaged in illegal activities. Oh, right, you showed me the evidence just now, right?”

Efim’s frozen smile then thawed.

He opened his eyes wide… but soon he turned calm with indifferent words, “I didn’t expect that I would be cheated by such a small trick. But, do you think you can do away with me?”

“This is not what I should consider.” Victor said expressionlessly, “This is the matter for the court. All I need to do is to arrest the prisoner with evidence.”

“Prisoner.” Efim said disdainfully. He shook his head and sneered, “Don’t forget where you are standing now… I don’t know if you can go out of this place safely.”

Victor cuffed himself with Efim, and shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t think your men dare to do anything to me.”

He took out the phone, “It’s me, take a team of people to come to… Yeah, tell them that I found ‘The Nameless Maiden’ and caught a prisoner.”

Victor looked at the time then, “It takes about ten minutes for them to come here… Mr. Efim, should we drink up that bottle of good wine? For celebrating your arrest?”

But Efim uttered a deep roar, pulling his arm hard.

He was strong with great strength, the pull made Victor almost lose his balance.

Victor was so astonish at his strength. He did not think Efim, with his beer belly had it in him—at this time, his body had been clutched tightly by Efim’s hands.

“An ordinary police officer dares threaten me. I gave you a chance to corporate with me but you really don’t know the good from the bad!!”

Victor was strangled by Efim and felt that his arms were almost broken… It turned out this guy was muscular, instead of just being fat.

“I’ll add one more crime— assaulting policeman!” Victor struggled frantically, but still couldn’t get rid of him.

That crazy squeeze made it difficult for him to breathe!

Boom—!

The glass curtain wall suddenly burst apart at this moment; a figure was seen flew into this room from the night sky.

Broken glass scattered everywhere on the floor. Efim, with a ferocious look, saw a lady wearing black leather clothing and a clown mask!

A voice transformed by a voice changer was heard at this time, “Oh, go ahead, just regard me as being inexistent. I just came to get something.”

With the words, this woman quickly walked to the table with that painting and took it up!

“Put it down!”

Efim glared at her. He couldn’t continue to be tangled with Victor but rushed toward this woman. Although he was powerful, the huge figure gave him a very clumsy capability for action.

“Look like it’s the least skillful experience in my memory,” She shook her head. “It’s just a robbery.”

She shook her head boringly, taking a one-finger-thick metal tube from her backpack hanging around her waist, and threw it on the ground.

Both ends of the metal tube had been instantly bounced off, and lots of white smoke was then released quickly!

“Ah—!!!”

Efim still growled, and rushed out of the smoke—He saw that mysterious woman jumped out with that painting through the broken window, but could do nothing to stop her!

He quickly ran up to the window, seeing the woman glided down the rope, and waved to him after falling to the ground. He grasped the rope angrily, and pulled it at full tilt.

“Ah!! Ah!!! Ah!!!!!!”

He had no way to let off his indignation except roar.

“Boss!”

Finally, his henchmen rushed in, dispersing the dense smoke and coming to him. He looked at Victor who fell down on the ground.

He seemed to have fallen into a stupor.

But his hand was still handcuffed with Efim’s.

The henchman asked anxiously, “What happened?”

“F&C.” Efim clenched his fist, fiercely hitting a piece of glass, “F&C came! Damn clown, it went off with my painting!!”

“Boss, well…” his follower frowned and said, “Isn’t it the fake one for framing the Typica Family? Fortunately you’re safe.”

“Idiot!”

Efim gnashed, “Do you think a fake painting can do away with them? They will announce that’s just a fake one as a showpiece! Does the law forbid possessing ‘The Nameless Maiden’ privately? If I don’t show him to real one, how could I frame him! Anyway, the painting will be sent back to the gallery, but I have ways to get it out!”

“What…” His follower was shocked into a cold sweat.

“Find that clown!” Efim snarled, “Find out that woman even if you have to overturn the city! I want to let her end be worse than death!”

“You guys go to chase that clown!” The follower ordered out loud.

A group of people took the elevator to leave in haste.

“Boss, what should we do to Victor?” Efim frowned, looking at the unconscious Victor, saying with a snort, “Kill him… And, get a car ready, I’m going to the airport!”

“Now?”

Efim nodded, “I’m not sure if Victor used some other means, but it’s true that the video has been released by the Typica family. The last two days, they didn’t act, we don’t know what they are planning. I have to go abroad to hide for a while, because there were too many people who saw me at the auction. If something happens, they can’t do anything to me, who is overseas!”

Nevertheless, his follower looked embarrassed, “But boss, I’m afraid you can’t go tonight.”

“Why?” Efim gave a start, “I told you to book all the tickets for this week.”

“Sorry boss, I didn’t book them.” His follower slowly said.

Efim narrowed his eyes, a terrible foreboding had his heartbeat suddenly accelerate.

Just then, his follower’s phone suddenly rang, “Well, I got it … take them upstairs… yeah, boss wants to see them.”

Who are they?” Efim asked gloomily.

He answered indifferently, “Policemen.”

He glanced at Victor on the ground. “I think they should be called by Mr. Victor.”

“You betrayed me?!”

The follower raised his eyebrows with palms up, “I’m sorry, boss, I just hoped to increase my salary. In addition, I actually hate… hate to guard the lift door and do the work like an airport security officer.”

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After landing, F&C with a clown mask ran out of the building area, but didn’t run too far away.

In an alley, she looked at this famous painting, which was finally obtained by ‘F&C’.

But she didn’t look at it carefully; instead, she directly removed the picture frame, and took out the paper, rolling it and stuffing it into a cylinder.

At this point, she turned her head and listened to the voice coming to her ear, “Vera, Efim’s people will soon find you!”

“Oh? They seem skillful with good efficiency.” Vera took off her mask and smiled.

She smiled and said as walking to the depths of the alley, “Come to collect the things, I’m going to make fun of these guys.”

She had come to the depths of the alley, and then threw the cylinder to the side of the bin; and on the other side, a huge object covered by a black cloth had been placed there!

Vera whistled while one hand opened the black cloth; and then she sat on the ‘huge monster’!

Boom—A growl was suddenly sounded.

It rushed out of the alley!

A Black… Dodge Tomahawk!

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A Black Dodge Tomahawk was galloping on the road.

The 8.3-liter displacement engine was enough to let out a dragon-roar-like sound.

Vera enjoyed the feeling of dashing forward, which made her heart beat with excitement. In her perspective, It was exactly what the life should be.

She looked back … several black cars were chasing after her closely.

But it was impossible to catch up the Dodge Tomahawk in the congested roads of Moscow!

When one of the cars was about to catch up, Vera suddenly swang her body and allowed Dodge Tomahawk placidly to go through both cars in front; just in the blink of an eye, it had thrown off the one that almost overtook her.

However, two cars ran through the opposite direction towards her at the crossroads. They almost blocked her at the small space of the road.

But Vera wasn’t panic at all. She firmly clenched the brake, swinging the Dodge Tomahawk to slip sideways; her body almost touching the ground.

Finally, she adjusted the motorcycle by taking her leg as a pivot, and finished a U-turn… then she reaccelerated again!

Boom!

The Dodge Tomahawk, which had surpassed most sports cars, acted like a dragon that came in the full speed— it dashed over to the cars in front!

“Don’t worry! She doesn’t dare to hit! She’s bluffing!”

“No… Ah!!”

But the driver turned the steering wheel by instinct as watching the Dodge Tomahawk rush over… the car deviated from the original lane, and hit the car of his allies!

On the road, both the sound of emergency brake and the sound of car collision went off at the same time!

Boom! Boom! Bang, bang, bang!!!

It could be called a dreadful collision!

Vera stood up on the car as it was moving!

She took off her helmet and threw it out of the road, before opening both of her hands!

The rapid speed of the Dodge Tomahawk brought great wind pressure! The air flow turned into a pair of invisible wind wings behind Vera, and lightened the weight of her body, as if she could fly up at any time.

She shouted with enjoyment.

She knew that she was alive.

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Boss Luo went to the depths of the alley, looking at the scroll holder next to the dustbin, smiling, and picking it up.

Opening it, taking out the paper, and then unfolding it.

While Anna sneered next to him, saying calmly, “F&C won’t probably expect that somebody very easily got the item that it gained with great effort.”

Luo Qiu said, “I was just passing by and then picked up this object…The thing placed here should be without an owner theoretically.”

Anna sneered, “So you’re feeling justified to make it your own, right?”

She felt that it a right choice to gain the ability to speak again by trading a little of her soul… At least, she could still be sarcastic to him when she had no choice.

This would be better than doing nothing.

At least it could comfort her a little.

At this time, Luo Qiu rolled up the drawing paper again, putting it back into the scroll holder, and then throwing it on the ground, “Doesn’t Miss Anna want to see the ending? Let’s go to see… the thing you’d like to see.”

But Anna was astonished, “Don’t you want this one—‘The Nameless Maiden’?”

Luo Qiu said coolly, “This is a fake one as well.”

“Fake?”