Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 288 Suffocation
What Yefim was most worried about still happened, and it happened within the same day—he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a big net woven just for him.

Ever since his identity was revealed in the manor, he had such a feeling of uneasiness.

But at this moment, when his subordinates got off a police car, this feeling even reached its peak in an instant.

"Did you say what happened?"

"I didn't say anything." The subordinate said quickly, "He just showed his ID and revealed his identity, and said that he had something important to see you. However, from his appearance, he looks very anxious."

Yefim pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "Let him wait for me downstairs. I'll come down after changing clothes."

"clear."

The subordinate nodded. He had a lot to do, not only to greet the sheriff downstairs, but also to clean up the room and clean up some things that didn't belong here.

……

"Hahaha, sorry, I'm taking a shower. Because I'm used to falling asleep on time after ten o'clock. I kept you waiting."

After changing his clothes, Yefim came down from the stairs.He looked at the sheriff in front of him.The subordinate said that the other party's certificate had been verified, so there was no problem with his identity.

"Hello, Mr. Yefim. I'm Victor. I'm sorry to disturb you late at night." Victor nodded, and suddenly approached Yefim.

But the bodyguard next to Yefim stretched out his hand to stop him now, and said calmly: "Mr. Victor, speak slowly if you have something to say."

Victor, who was stopped, said calmly: "Mr. Yefim, can I talk to you alone...I don't think you will refuse me."

"Really?" Yefim said indifferently: "If I told your boss that a messy guy under him came to my house in the middle of the night to harass me, I don't think he would reject my complaint."

Victor smiled, lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Mr. Yefim bought something incredible today, right?"

For a moment, Yefim narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he waved his hands and said, "Go out first, I have something to do with this Mr. Victor, we need to talk about it."

Seeing that his subordinates had already left and only he and Victor were in the room, Yefim sat down slowly and said calmly, "Did Sergeant Victor say something just now? I don't seem to have listened carefully."

Victor showed a smile at this time, and came to Yefim again.It's just that he took out his mobile phone and put it on the table - right in front of Yefim.

"I think Mr. Yefim will be very interested in the content of this film."

"Oh, is that so?" Yefim picked up the phone casually - playing.

His complexion, however, became increasingly ugly as the movie played - even, he didn't really watch the movie completely, so he stopped.

He put down his phone, looked up at Victor who was standing with his hands in his hands, and tapped his fingers slowly on the armrest.

a long time.

Yefim suddenly said, "What do you want?"

Victor said slowly: "It was sent by one of my men. I guess he hopes to make a contribution... After all, this video clearly states that the painting stolen from the art gallery was bought by you, Mr. Yefim... …What happened today, we have reason to believe that the painting is still in your hands, Mr. Yefim. However, I have kept it here, and no one knows about it except me.”

Yefim said indifferently: "Isn't it great that you handed it in all the way? This is a great contribution, isn't it?"

Victor shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know Mr. Yefim. Have you ever heard about what is the annual salary of an agent in the making, such as me? And in my current position, if I How much annual salary can you get if you move up a level? What about the director? How much is it?"

Yefim said unhurriedly: "Do you know that I have known your director for a while."

Victor smiled and said: "A big businessman like you, Mr. Yefim, naturally knows a lot of people. However, because a video of a gangster/gang boss was uploaded to VK earlier, a lot of people were involved. Stuff. I think that in a period of time to come, most people in Moscow will be temporarily divided...Mr. Yefim, do you know how many years I have been in the industry? 23 years. I even received the Neva awarded by Mr. President himself King Alexander Medal."

Victor said to himself: "I believe my words still have some effect, and even our boss may not be able to let me pack up and leave my current position immediately."

Yefim said indifferently: "It is indeed a good thing to be confident. In addition, you came to me alone, and your courage is completely worthy of my admiration... Not bad, I like to cooperate with courageous people. This I bought a piece of video, and set a price you like."

Victor said, "Mr. Yefim thinks that if you just buy this video, you can be fine?"

"What do you want to say?"

Victor said: "I don't believe that a newcomer under me who just graduated not long ago can get this video. Mr. Yefim, have you offended anyone recently?"

Yefim patted his palm lightly on the armrest, and stood up, "Mr. Victor, thank you for bringing me this news. But I am a businessman, and I like a more straightforward way of talking. "

Victor said indifferently: "Our Mr. Director is not clean, he may step down at any time. I think Mr. Yefim should need a more stable and younger partner."

"Is this your purpose?" Yefim narrowed his eyes.

"I am a person who has won the Order of Alexander of the Neva King, but I can only stay in a small office. Mr. Yefim, don't you think it's a pity?" Victor approached Yefim, low Said: "Someone wants to deal with Mr. Yefim, I think Mr. Yefim also needs more helpers, doesn't he?"

"Why should I believe you?" Yefim sneered.

Victor shrugged: "Time will tell me. Our boss's recent environment is not good, maybe it won't be long... Anyway, I know this video will only come to me. However, I want to stream it If the people who come out see that there is no news from our side, they may do something. This is my business card. If Mr. Yefim needs it, you can contact me."

Seeing Victor take back the phone and walk towards the door, Yefim said suddenly the moment he was about to open the door, "Wait a minute."

"Any thing else?"

Yefim took out the checkbook from his clothes, signed his name, and tore off a check with no amount, "Write a number that you think looks good, and I won't let you feel that the trip was for nothing."

Victor stretched out his hand to hold the check, raised his hand and said, "Then, I'm looking forward to your call from Mr. Yefim."

……

"Boss, what did that smelly policeman say?"

The subordinate who had become a confidant a few years ago came back and asked Yefim, who was in meditation.

Yefim said it briefly, and his confidants frowned and said: "Boss, it seems that the Dikabi family is deliberately trying to deal with you this time? It's just that they didn't expect that they would get stuck when they arrived at Victor's place." Oh... this guy is also an ambitious person. Money and power, it seems he wants both."

Yefim suddenly said, "Do you think this Victor is okay?"

The confidant thought for a while and said: "But he has no reason to come to you directly with such important evidence. This is a serious violation of the army's records. If he thinks that this is an opportunity for him to make a fortune, I think he It may be risky. In my opinion, it is a pity that someone who can get the Order of Alexander of the King of Neva still lives in a small detective office."

Yefim was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Is everything cleaned up?"

"The rubbish has been packed, and it was transported away in a garbage truck." The confidant looked at the time on the watch on his wrist, and said calmly: "It should be burned soon."

Yefim nodded, and then slowly said: "Book me a flight ticket to Italy for the next week, I want all the time slots."

……

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"At [-]:[-], Miss Anna entered the building."

"At [-]:[-], Victor also came to Yefim's building."

"At 31:[-], someone threw a large black bag onto the garbage truck."

"At nine fifty, Victor left the building."

"At [-]:[-], Miss Anna hasn't shown up yet... Boss, I think that big bag on this garbage truck should be..."

Yuri waved his hand, making the man sitting next to the driver stop talking.He just opened the window of the car and watched a garbage truck parked on the side of the road from a distance.

Two men in garbage recycling overalls moved a large black bag down, and while there was no one there at night, they sprinkled gasoline on it and burned it on the spot.

He watched the flames cover the entire bag...Looking at the ashes, he finally closed his eyes slowly.

Finally said: "Drive."

The black RV pulled off the road, and the parked garbage truck slid away quietly.Then, strong winds blow away the remaining ashes.

Maybe wait until tomorrow, leaving no trace.

……

……

sound.

"...Later, a canal was built to connect the Moskva River and the Volga River, allowing it to lead to a total of five different sea areas, and the river transportation became more developed."

"Five?"

"Yes, master. They are the Black Sea, the White Sea, the Caspian Sea, the Baltic Sea, and the Sea of ​​Azov."

"Ah." Gangai seemed to sigh, and said gently with a smile: "I, it seems that there is no need for such things as search engines..."

She heard voices.

The man's voice and the woman's voice seemed to be chatting.

So she opened her eyes, but there was darkness and heat in front of her, as if she was trapped in a narrow space.

She struggled a few times, and finally found the exit out of this narrow place - a zipper.

She unzipped the zipper, broke free from the big black bag, and breathed in the fresh air.

By the river, the night lights of Moscow are flickering, embellishing the river like a river of stars. A man and a woman are pointing at the river bank, talking softly.

She remembered that she seemed to have seen the figures of these two at the end.

— When suffocating.

She seemed to have also heard the man's voice.

—Guest, what do you need?
she, anna.

(End of this chapter)