Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2124 Boss Luo's Glass Shoes
"Did you kill these people? Their hands and feet are quite nimble. It seems that they have done this a lot."

Hearing this, Mr. Asassis almost pushed the guy in front of him onto the sofa, and then locked his throat.

Ludick, this guy who grew up with him in childhood, has a different life trajectory after he grows up.

"Don't make trouble, I have something more important to tell you."

The principal just arrived at [Rose Mansion]... Originally, according to his itinerary, after leaving the orphanage, he was supposed to be returning to [Liberty City Academy], and then he was called out by a phone call from Assassin. come over.

It is the kind of [If you don't come, you will regret it, hum! 】... Such a tone.

The campus principal actually came here because he felt that the word [hum] at the end of Azaxies was really spiritual, and his heart was touched.

Mr. Asassis directly pulled Ludick into the side hall.

"Mr. Lival, please drink tea."

"Thank you, Miss Kelili." Leval sat down and looked at Kelili before suddenly saying: "It seems that you don't intend to agree to the suggestion of the principal, right?"

"How do you know..." the maid said in surprise.

Lival said indifferently: "If you agree, your expression will not look so relaxed, you should be more nervous."

Ke Lili touched her cheek subconsciously... This kind of thing can also be seen through the expression.

"It's fine not to agree." Lival shook his head, "Just pretend that this thing has never happened, and it's rotten in the stomach, which is good for everyone."

Kelili hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "But...will the principal blame me?"

"He doesn't have only one choice." Lival said casually: "Of course, if you can agree, he will naturally have two candidates, which will be safer."

Ke Lili couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "My lord's world is really complicated."

"My lord's world is not complicated." Lival said, "My lord's world is just more straightforward...By the way, those residents of the mansion are gone."

Ke Lili couldn't help showing distress, and sighed: "How should I put it... In short, we have no position to ask the whereabouts of the residents."

Boss Azaches has actually been following a basic rule.

He runs a hotel, and the guests check in when they come, and check out when the guests leave... He doesn't take the initiative to gossip about the stay of the guests, let alone ask the guests where they will go during the day.

He just kept turning on the lights in the lobby of the mansion, or Kelili, or himself—there was always someone waiting to open the door.

……

It took about 10 minutes before Mr. Asasches and the principal walked out of the room.

The headmaster looked the same as when he entered, only Mr. Asasches rolled his eyes.

"Lival, call some people over and dispose of these corpses." The principal said directly at this moment.

To Kelili's surprise, Mr. Leval didn't even have the slightest hesitation for such an order, and immediately called - this is a corpse, not a sundry.

Only Mr. Asassis frowned and asked, "How do you deal with it?"

The principal said indifferently: "Since you came to me to deal with this matter, you shouldn't ask me how to deal with it, otherwise you can only find someone else, poor Assassius."

Boss Azaches felt that when this guy entered the door, he should have been the one who locked his throat.

Soon, a car came outside the mansion... an ambulance, and a few guys in full protective suits got out of the car, and immediately carried the bodies of the Fahiji people up, and left quickly. Not even 5 minutes before and after.

Asassis glanced at the sign on the ambulance, and he knew where Ludick was going to move the body.

The hospital...and it was a hospital under the name of Ruddick's family—or, perhaps, a morgue.

"I've never been here before."

"I haven't seen you either."

When saying goodbye, Mr. Asasches and Rudick said to each other in a tacit understanding.

"Kerili, take care of the house. I have something to do. I have to go out." After a while, Asaxies said to the little maid in the mansion: "If anything dangerous happens, don't hesitate, go directly to Run to Miss You Ye's room."

"what?"

"I don't know if she can do it or not." Mr. Asassis said seriously at this time: "But if she is disturbed, I think she will probably respond...well, you It can even be said, [Someone is speaking ill of Mr. Luo, Ms. You Ye]... that's it."

"I... I think the person who will be killed, but, maybe it's me?"

Mr. Asasches went out anyway.

The little maid in the mansion only grabbed the broom nervously, squatted at the counter in the lobby, and kept her eyes on Miss You Ye's upstairs room.

……

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"Welcome, may I help you... Huh? Are you not the one from yesterday?"

In the clothing store, Miss Asman, a tailor who was arranging clothes with a steam iron, heard the movement, turned around, and saw the customer who only bought one button yesterday.

"I'm here to disturb you again, Miss Asman." Boss Luo said with a slight smile.

Miss Asman was stunned, then hurriedly put down the iron, wiped her hands on her waist, and said, "Don't bother... Excuse me, how can I help you?"

Boss Luo took out a camera at this time, smiled and said: "It's like this, I actually came to [City of Freedom] this time as a traveler, and I want to shoot a group about [City of Freedom] 】Photos of humanities and customs. I hope that Ms. Asman can let me visit some of your shops and studios... As an old shop with more than a hundred years old, there must be many things that have witnessed the history of [City of Freedom].”

"Ah?" Many people asked her to make clothes, and some even wanted to pursue her... But it was the first time she met someone who wanted to visit the filming, so she couldn't help hesitating, "Sir, are you Some kind of...travel reporter or something?"

"Basically." Boss Luo said, "I do have the habit of recording interesting things I saw on the road...would it be embarrassing?"

Miss Asman thought for a while, then shook her head, "That's not the case, the order for the Holy Maiden Ceremony has almost been delivered, and I have some free time right now... Come with me."

"Don't worry, I want to start with the storefront first." Boss Luo said, "Is the decoration here the same as before?"

"Yes, except for the exterior facade that has been renovated several times, most of the decoration and furniture inside the store have not changed much except after maintenance... At least, it has been this way since my father took over. It looks like it."

Boss Luo kept fiddling with the camera in his hand, looking very professional.

An old photographer...Miss Asman suddenly had such an idea.

"It's okay here, can I go inside and visit it?"

"Oh...Okay, okay, this way please."

This is the first time this kind of thing has come across, and Ms. Asman still can't react... It stands to reason that she should refuse, but why did she agree so quickly and so naturally?
With this doubt in her heart, Miss Asman welcomed Boss Luo into the inner part of the clothing store.

Storefronts, living rooms, and studios... Here, the entire life of Miss Asman is directly formed.

In the studio, Ms. Asman is introducing those tools that have basically been eliminated by the times. Each of them has been around for some years. Although it is old, it is also well maintained.

It is an unusually clean studio, and it exudes the unique delicacy of women.

"By the way, I remembered something." Miss Asman said suddenly at this time.

Boss Luo gave a look of please go on.

After hesitating for a while, Miss Asman silently took out a thick photo album from the bookshelf beside her, "There is a photo that I want to show you... Maybe you can also answer some questions for me. doubt."

As she said that, Miss Asman carefully found an old photo from the photo album, "The person in the photo..."

The reason to be careful is because this kind of photo itself is a piece of glass.

"It's very similar to my girlfriend from yesterday, isn't it?" Boss Luo said directly after taking a look.

Miss Asman nodded, "It's very similar, even the body shape is basically the same... But this photo album has been handed down from my grandfather, and before my grandfather, I didn't even know it had been How long has it existed."

"This kind of work is wet-plate photography, and it can last for a hundred years at least." Boss Luo smiled slightly: "A hundred years is enough to reflect its value."

Miss Asman shook her head, "I don't have any research on this... I can only cut clothes."

Boss Luo said casually: "Since this may be a photo from a hundred years ago, Miss Asman thinks, does it have anything to do with my girlfriend?"

"That's true." Miss Asman nodded. "Maybe I'm thinking too much, and there are similar people in the world... Sorry to trouble you, sir."

"Miss Asman, can you transfer this photo to me?" Boss Luo suddenly asked at this moment.

"transfer?"

Boss Luo nodded: "Since the lady in this photo is so similar to my girlfriend, I think it will be a good surprise."

Miss Asman shook her head: "Sir, you are very kind to your female companion. I am really touched. However, this is handed down from the family after all. Although it is just a worthless thing, I think I There is also an obligation to preserve them."

"Has it been decided so soon, Miss Asman?" Boss Luo said, "Since I'm talking about transfer, don't you want to hear my offer?"

"This..." Miss Asman frowned, but still said patiently: "Okay, sir, how do you plan to ask for a price?"

"Look at this thing." Boss Luo pointed at the workbench beside him.

Ms. Asman looked over subconsciously, "Here...when was there an extra box here, why didn't I know?"

She looked hesitantly at this strange travel photographer.

"open to take a look."

It was like a whisper from the bottom of her heart... Miss Asman subconsciously walked to the workbench, stretched out her hand and slowly opened the box in front of her.

"This is... a shoe?"

She saw what was inside the box, a pair of shoes, a pair of exquisite transparent glass shoes.

"This pair of shoes comes with a magic, which can make you attractive." Boss Luo's voice sounded softly: "But the magic will expire at midnight...Of course, if you use it well, it may make Aspen Miss Man, do what you want to do."

"Sir, you really know how to joke!" Miss Asman shook her head.

But when she turned around, she found that Boss Luo had disappeared...She was startled, and hurried to the table where the photo album was placed, only to find that none of the photos in the album were missing, especially the glass one. The photos I made are even better.

Miss Asman couldn't help frowning, and hurried out of the studio, but searched inside and outside the clothing store, but couldn't find anyone, so she had to return to her studio with a puzzled face.

At this time, Miss Asman subconsciously looked at the box.

Those glass shoes are still here.

Magic glass slipper... Cinderella's glass slipper?Miss Asman still shook her head, feeling that this was a bit strange.

She directly closed the box, and then put it aside, planning to wait until the next time she meets this strange photographer before returning it to him... Maybe she will come again, right?
Thinking so, Miss Asman walked out of the studio.

Squeak—the door slowly closed.

But the moment the door was completely closed, it was suddenly opened again, and Miss Asman walked quickly to the box and pressed her hands on the box.

She bit her lip, and even tapped her fingers quickly on the box... Looking away, Miss Asman seemed to have made up her mind, she opened the box again, and carefully picked up one of the glass shoes.

She put the glass shoes under the light, her eyes gradually blurred, "Try it, it doesn't matter, right? Anyway, I won't really wear it out..."

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……

Mr. Asasches wore a trench coat and hat.

He put his hands in his pockets, but he was wandering in front of an old small building—I don't know why he hesitated, but he looked up from time to time, looking at the location of the attic of the small building.

After a while, after hesitating, Mr. Asassis seemed to have made a decision—he didn't go into the small building, but planned to leave instead.

Turn away.

But at this moment, the door of the small building suddenly opened, and there was a guy in black clothes and a hood standing in front of the door.

Mr. Asassis couldn't help frowning. He looked around the street, then gritted his teeth and walked to the door of the small building. At the same time, he also saw the appearance of the hooded guy clearly.

It's a guy with a very uncoordinated facial skin complexion... Some are rosy, some are pale, like a newly replaced skin.

It was the badly burned guy who arrived in front of the orphanage last night!
The moment they met their eyes, Mr. Asaxies recognized the hooded man.

"You are...Robert, the nephew of Mentor Calvin?" Mr. Asassis asked tentatively.

"Please come in." The hooded man just nodded slightly, "Mr. Calvin said that you will be back soon, so let me wait for you here."

Mr. Asassis blinked and said abruptly, "I don't want to go in now."

The man in the hood had no expression on his face, he just turned around and walked into the house... without closing the door.

Mr. Asassis shrugged and muttered, "Looks like a guy who has no sense of humor."

……

"Just your skin."

These were the first words spoken by the Calvinist after Mr. Asassis saw the Calvinist.

(End of this chapter)