Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 270
Waking up with a splitting headache should be a daily occurrence for people who are used to drinking vodka.

Yuri has woken up.He found himself lying on a very comfortable big bed.Yuri silently looked at the exquisite decoration on the ceiling.

Met a weirdo.

Yuri said to himself like this, and at the same time, he planned to take a good bath so that his head would not be so heavy.

But when he sat up, Yuri saw a black card lying quietly on the cabinet on the windowsill.He subconsciously grabbed the black card.

The moment his finger touched it, some pictures that looked like a distorted lens flashed in his mind... He recalled some things before he passed out drunk.

Then he stood up abruptly, walked quickly to the window, and the moment he opened the window, Yuri threw out the black card in his hand.

He didn't know why he was doing this, only an impulse - an impulse that made him instinctively feel that he could make himself feel more at ease.

After taking a shower and having breakfast that was about to turn into lunch in the hotel lobby, Yuri looked around and suddenly didn’t know where he should go—just like when he just came to this city. .

But unlike the excitement at that time when he was dazed, now that excitement has long since disappeared, replaced by only discomfort.

"Should we leave this place..." Yuri asked himself quietly.

But he soon had an answer: no!
Taking a deep breath, Yuri turned and walked into the hotel.In the lobby of the hotel, I sat here, staring at the big clock on the wall, lost in thought.

But after the minute hand moved half a circle, Yuri gritted his teeth, borrowed a phone from the person in the lobby, and dialed.

Yuri tried his best to appear calm and confident at the same time... The clerk at the front desk didn't notice him, but worked with his head down.Yuri turned around at this moment, pretending to be casually looking at the entrance of the hotel—the phone was connected.

"It's me...you didn't think that I could escape...it's really not good, Mr. Yefim, my current situation can be said to be terrible...hehe, it is precisely because of this that I need you to pay Give me the reward I deserve...what are you going to do? Yes, as you said, for a down-and-out guy like me, Mr. Yefim certainly thinks that I can't make any trouble... But, does Mr. Yefim think that, If I don't have something on hand, will I call you directly?"

When the phone fell silent, a sneer appeared on Yuri's face: "It's very simple, I just want a decent salary. Tonight at eight o'clock in the Lukabyan subway station... Let Anna come over and meet me in person. talk."

After all, Yuri turned off the communication very decisively.

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This is already No.20 seven playing cards.They flew from between Vera's fingers, flew about three meters away, and then got stuck on a wooden main beam, one by one, up and down, neatly arranged.

Don't get me wrong, this is actually a playing card made of metal. If it's just a simple card... Do you think it's "God of Gamblers"?

"I found that guy's information." Vika walked out of the room while glancing at the printed document in his hand.

Vera, who continued to land 28 cards, said calmly, "Let's hear it."

"This guy's name is Yakov. He is the owner of the art museum. He has been working for 13 years. He came from Belarus 20 years ago. Well... married, with a son and a daughter." Vika simply Authentic: "In addition, he has registered accounts in three different online casinos... well, this guy's betting amount is quite large. But basically, he loses more than he wins. It seems that the income of this casino owner is really very high." good."

Vera stared at her legs, turned the swivel chair under the seat, and faced Vika, and the No. 20 nine metal playing cards also flew out, just flying over Vika's forehead, which scared the eccentric The big skinny man was in a cold sweat, "There's something wrong with this guy."

"Do you think Yakov stole this painting?" Vika blocked himself with the folder in his hand, and walked carefully to Vera's side. Seeing that he didn't continue to fly cards, he let go He sat down in a breath.

Vera kept turning the chair, "If you lose more than you win, your financial situation must be very bad, but if you can continue to bet, it proves that your family is very good-obviously, the salary of an art museum owner cannot support of."

"He has extra income..." Vika said quickly: "Use your own power to steal these famous paintings from the art gallery and make money!"

Vika patted himself on the head, pointed at Vera and said, "In order not to expose my affairs, I blamed you!"

Vera rolled her eyes, slapped Vika's arm away, and corrected: "It's F&C who was blamed! Not me!"

"Okay... so what are you going to do?"

Vera pondered for a while, "I just wonder how he made the painting disappear by itself."

Vika: "..."

Shouldn't you care about how to clarify this matter? ? ?
Vera stood up suddenly and put on her coat.

Vika frowned quickly and said: "Two days ago, the leader of a gang/gang running an illegal boxing match was caught by someone, and a lot of inside stories were revealed, and a lot of people were involved. This The famous paintings around the world are suddenly stolen, I think the current police must be all on steroids, you'd better not act recklessly."

"Since the painting was stolen by F&C, of ​​course it needs to be in the hands of F&C, right?" Vera smiled wickedly and said, "I'll go to this guy's house to see, you are always ready to support me."

Didn't listen to this warning at all!

"You agreed to come to Moscow for vacation?"

Boom—the door is closed.

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Boom! !

In front of the platform, when the subway car stopped and braked, it brought a strong airflow - when it came to a complete stop, the platform during peak hours suddenly became crowded.

Anna is a woman who is able to express the beauty of traditional Russian women.She simply led a small long bag, until almost all the people who needed to get off in the carriage got off, then she stood up and walked towards the door.

With a charming smile, she walks like a model walking on a catwalk. The combination of traditional and modern aesthetics immediately attracts the attention of many men.

She seemed to be looking for something, looking around among the crowd.

"Stop. Don't turn around." Suddenly, Anna heard such a voice—a voice that appeared behind her.

The voice continued: "Now, slowly turn to the side of the falling iron track, and remember, don't turn around."

She even felt something behind her and poked her lightly.

Even if the other party couldn't see, Anna still showed a smile, tilted her head slightly, and said softly: "Yuri, relax... I'm glad you told Mr. Yefim to let me talk to you. It's really nice to see you again. So happy."

Yuri sneered and said, "Really? Wouldn't this make you happier than when you were lying on Yefim's pig?"

Anna sighed and said, "Yuri, you should know that I also have my own difficulties... I didn't really want to lie to you."

"Okay, Ms. Anna, I'm not a child, and I won't let myself down because of this kind of thing. My anger has long passed." Yuri said indifferently: "I don't care if you have feelings for me or not, None of this matters—all I want is money, understand?"

Anna suddenly said: "I heard that you have something in your hand, what exactly is it?"

"Do you think I'll let you ask?" Yuri sneered.

Anna nodded, "Okay, since you are so straightforward, then I will be more straightforward... How much more do you want? Besides, don't you think, let us see, even if it is only a small part of things , would it be more convincing and more beneficial to you? If there is no proof, we will not give you something so easily. "

While speaking, Anna quietly lowered her arm, and in her palm, a small cosmetic mirror case was quietly opened, swinging, and looking at the rear.

"Ten million euros."

"No problem, but you must at least let us see part of the evidence first." Anna said indifferently.

Yuri snorted coldly: "Do you think I will let you watch it? There is no room for negotiation on this matter. You can only choose to give it or not!"

"Yuri." Anna called out suddenly, and turned around with a spin, looking right at Yuri.

"I told you not to turn around! Aren't you going to kill yourself?" Yuri's eyes widened, but he couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.

Anna smiled, looking at Yuri's clothes covering her arms.She stretched out her hand, grabbed Yuri's arm, and took the dress off.

The action is fast.

"When will fingers be able to fire bullets?"

"Huh!" Yuri snorted coldly, and said with force: "Even if you try it on, what can you do? Do you think I will take such an important thing with me? Tell you, if I can't go back safely , Tomorrow, your affairs will be known to the whole of Moscow!"

"Don't be nervous." Anna pursed her lips and smiled, taking a step closer to Yuri.

"Don't come over!" Yuri subconsciously took a step back.

Anna was still walking in, and Yuri had to step back step by step—know, he felt that he was leaning against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.He had to meditate to escape from this place.

But his arm was quickly grabbed by Anna - this woman moved quickly and kissed his lips in an instant.

He used to enjoy passionate kisses—night after night, he was lost in this splendor.

But he woke up quickly!
Again and again, the pain beyond the limits of his body made his pupils dilate rapidly.

Anna had a pistol in her hand, a small, silver, and very delicate pistol—at the moment the subway entered the station, amidst the screeching brakes and the rumble of kneeling down, it rang a few times.

Across the piece of clothing that Yuri had grabbed earlier.

Two strokes, or three strokes?
When Anna's kiss left, it was also when her palm came up.Anna stood on tiptoe, like a whisper between lovers, and whispered in Yuri's ear: "Dear Yuri, maybe you don't know, I know you even better than you. Your eyes, I remember all the small actions in my mind...so talking is not something a good man should do."

"Anna..."

Yuri felt that his physical strength was rapidly moving away from him.

"I will miss the days with you." Anna opened her clothes like a wife and threw herself on Yuri, "Goodbye."

She took a step back, turned around and walked into the subway car that was about to leave.

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Shouldn't be here...should have left this place.

He is so regretful.

Yuri's body slowly slid down the wall, and he didn't even have the strength to speak—when he sat on the ground, there was already a bright red color on the wall.

People finally discovered that there was an injured man here, and they became extremely confused—some people came over to check, and some hurriedly called for an ambulance.

Yuri just felt that the voice was moving away from him, and the light and shadow of his sight became blurred and overlapped.

He seemed to have caught something, when his body completely fell to the ground, he found a black card in his hand... Was it the one he threw away?

Yuri didn't know.

But he heard voices.

"Guest, what do you want?"

(End of this chapter)