Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 268 The painting that disappeared
In a mess, he fled in a panic in the streets and alleys, because two men in suits and leather shoes were chasing after him.

There was a look of urgency on his face, but his speed was inversely proportional to it. He had to support his right leg to straighten his walking direction.

And his right thigh was wrapped with a piece of off-white cloth—of course, it was already bleeding.

Like red ink melting in water, bright red and dark red, the blood that has not flowed out over time turned into distinct patterns on the cloth.

He can't walk fast, so he has to use the complicated city streets to escape the opponent's pursuit.Gradually, he thought, he might have lost his way too.

"sorry."

He seemed to bump into someone, and he didn't have time to take a closer look. After taking a quick look, he immediately walked into another alley in a hurry.

But he didn't know that after hitting someone, something fell out of his clothes: a tube of paint.

……

There was no need for Luo Qiu to do anything, when his eyes fell on the thing on the ground curiously, the maid had already picked it up first, and brought it to him.

Before Luo Qiu had time to take a closer look, two men in suits walked out from the alley just now.

Well, the suit is very close-fitting and straight. At first glance, it probably looks like an elite person.

Seeing that there were only two people here, one of them saw the tube of paint that Boss Luo was holding, and asked directly in English: "You two, did you see a man walk by and his leg was injured?" , should be easy to recognize."

With an oriental face... The man directly switched to the language with the greatest chance of being able to communicate.

Boss Luo immediately stretched out his finger without any pressure, and pointed to... the opposite direction of the alley where the man who left in a hurry just walked into.

The man who asked the question took a look, then nodded, and walked quickly into the alley.

At this time, the companion behind him took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his suit, stuffed two banknotes into Boss Luo's hands, quickly said thank you, and followed after him.

"...Am I making money?" Luo Qiu looked at his maid in disbelief.

You Ye nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the master has made money."

Luo Qiu shook his head with a smile, but looked at the tube of paint in his hand with more interest... It has already been used, and the end has been rolled to the middle.

lemon yellow.

……

……

Vera, who was chewing gum, had already circled the stolen art gallery just now—because of the theft, the art gallery was temporarily closed today, but a cordon was also set up around it.

"There are guards guarding the entrance... Vika, have you seen what's going on in the art gallery?" Vera pressed her ears—the little things stuck here were her and a caravan. Amongst the things Vika contacted at work.

At the same time, on the RV parked on the other side of the art gallery, Vika was facing two screens, biting a piece of toast, typing on the keyboard with both hands at high speed, and said as if he was too busy: "Dear Queen Vera Your Highness, do you think that I am just hacking the computer of a high school student who can only browse **** websites/pages?"

"Then I'll go in and take a look first." Vera whistled.

Vika didn't care about the toast that fell from his mouth because of surprise at the moment, and quickly objected: "I don't know the situation inside, those policemen should have left anyway, you will be regarded as... ...well, you are the most capricious queen I have ever seen!"

The communication was temporarily turned off, and Vika could only sigh, and had to work harder on the work at hand.

For Vera, she has many ways to sneak into this art gallery, but obviously she chose the most unimpeded way.

As a magician, it's not too difficult to get the ID card of an employee who sneaks out to smoke.

Of course—before this, the handsome Miss Magician had already changed a set of clothes, and put on a pair of clumsy-looking black-rimmed glasses, and even a hairstyle.

Just like that, the handsome magician swiped his card and walked in under the eyes of the policeman guarding the gate.

Apparently there was still a policeman guarding the place where the theft was stolen, but no one could be seen talking about it—probably interrogating a statement somewhere.

Vera passed by calmly, but her eyes were like a falcon. In just a moment, the place where the famous painting was stolen was completely recorded in her mind - even the layout of every place here.

She has already begun to draw a structural diagram of this art gallery in her mind.

Suddenly a young man walked towards her at this moment... and shouted directly, "Wait a minute."

While walking in the windbreaker, a corner of the snatching bag was faintly exposed.Vera was taken aback for a moment, and stepped back slightly on her heels, but met the man's gaze, "What's the matter?"

But the man said: "Where is the bathroom... Oh, my stomach seems to be a little uncomfortable."

"Over there." Vera pointed casually.

"Thank you!" The man nodded quickly, "My name is Yergo... By the way, you look better without glasses."

Vera squinted her eyes, watching Yergo rush towards the place where she didn't know if there was a bathroom, and when she was about to leave like this, she heard footsteps.

She hid behind the pillar, and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly walking past in a hurry, turning his head frequently... as if he was afraid that someone would find him.

Vera turned her eyes and followed quietly.

"... Well, I have just recorded a statement with the police... Well, everything is normal... As soon as possible, as soon as possible."

But she could only hear such a one-sided response, so she quietly took a picture of the man's appearance with her mobile phone.

Only then did she sneak out of the art gallery—she took off her coat and glasses on the side of the street, threw them in the trash can, and returned to the caravan.

Vika breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but said with a blame-like tone: "I probably don't want to see you come back so easily, because I prefer you to suffer."

Vera took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and opened it, walked to Vika's side, supported the table with her hand, and said quickly: "This painting... disappeared by itself."

"You mean a magician changed it away?" Vika rolled his eyes and said.

Vera turned on the phone and said, "Help me find out who this guy is and what his identity is... Also, when you buy props next time, can you buy some better-looking glasses?"

Vika... Vika blinked with a dazed look on his face.

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……

Stretching his head out nervously, he was carefully looking back at the road he had walked - only three or two pedestrians could be seen.

It seems that he didn't catch up.

Only then did he let out a big breath, and slid his body down along the wall.The strenuous exercise made his lips look lighter and dry, and the bumps on his legs forced his facial muscles to twist together.

"Would you like some water?"

At this time, mineral water appeared in front of him.

This very bad looking man raised his head subconsciously, and saw a man and a woman... One of them seemed to be the young man he had just bumped into.

"You, who are you?" With a trace of hesitation and panic, the man put his hands on the wall and began to prop up his body with all his strength.

"This is what you dropped just now." Luo Qiu spread out his palm, and the tube of lemon yellow paint was in this hand.

The man was taken aback, quickly grabbed the paint from Luo Qiu's hand, and stuffed it into his clothes——he seemed to relax a little, looking at the bottle of mineral water, swallowing and spitting subconsciously .

So he hastily unscrewed the leveler, and after taking a few sips quickly, he wiped his mouth indiscriminately, showing a puzzled look, "Someone is chasing me...they didn't ask you for directions?"

He clearly remembered the distance between himself and the other party during the chase, so after he bumped into someone, the other party would definitely bump into the man and woman next.

"Well, I may have done a little prank."

The man was taken aback, and hesitated, "Why did you help me?"

Boss Luo said softly: "Have you forgotten, sir? We met before."

"Before?" The man showed a stunned expression.

Boss Luo said: "A few days ago, when I was in the art gallery, didn't you tell me about the "Unknown Girl"?"

This is the lunatic I met at the art gallery that day.

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