Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 291
Victor didn't respond in a hurry, he pondered for a while and said, "It's just that, I'm afraid you won't be able to recover your loss."

Naturally, he was referring to Yefim's transaction at a sky-high price.

Yefim sneered, "This is just the first step. After that, I will naturally have plans."

Victor said slowly: "It seems that Mr. Yefim's intention is not just to take revenge on the heir of the Dikabi family."

Yefim put Victor's shoulders intimately, and led him to the glass curtain wall inside the building. Looking at the scenery outside, a look of disdain spontaneously emanated.

With the tone of a successful man, he smiled confidently: "There is nothing impossible in this world. Some are just things you haven't thought of yet. Most capable people in the world, why do they spend their whole lives doing nothing?" Doing nothing? That’s because they didn’t think about it, or didn’t dare to think about it, or dare to do it. For example, you..."

He looked at Victor, "After so many years in the industry, why are you still just a small detective now? You obviously have enough ability. But obviously, you can already think now, and you can do even more! Besides, there is my Support, your future life will be wonderful."

Victor smiled gratefully.

He stretched out his hand, looked at Yefim and said, "Then, please take care of Mr. Yefim from now on."

"Haha! I like cheerful people!" Yefim directly grabbed Victor's palm.

He was happy that the two could reach this kind of consensus. As for how much Victor can meet his expectations...it doesn't matter how much he can achieve, as long as there is a conflict, just replace one.

Just like him, the old buddy of the boss of the police station who is having a hard time thinking about the recent official affairs.

It's just that his face suddenly froze here, frozen in Victor's actions at this time...frozen on a handcuff that was baked on his wrist.

At the moment of shaking hands, Victor suddenly took out a handcuff from behind his back, and then lightly smashed it on his wrist.

Snaps on easily.

……

"What... what are you doing?" Yefim frowned.

Only Victor said indifferently: "Mr. Yefim, I am now officially resisting arrest. Because you are suspected of buying national treasures privately, illegally holding national treasures, and bribing police officers, and I even suspect that you have engaged in illegal activities. Activities. Oh, by the way, you just let me see the physical evidence, right?"

The frozen smile finally thawed out.

Yefim opened his eyes a little... But he calmed down for a moment, and said flatly: "I didn't expect that I would be deceived by such a trick. But, do you really think that you can get rid of me like this?" ?"

"This is not something I consider." Victor said blankly: "This is a matter for the court. All I have to do is arrest the prisoner if there is evidence."

"Prisoner." Yefim said something disdainful, he shook his head, and jokingly said: "But don't forget, who owns the place you are standing now... Can you get out of this place? No."

Victor also handcuffed one end of the cuffs to his hand, shrugged and said, "I don't think your men will dare to do anything to me."

He took out the phone: "It's me. I'll bring a team over immediately. The address is... Well, let's just say I found out where "The Girl Without a Name" was hidden, and I caught a prisoner."

Victor looked at the time on his watch again, "About ten minutes...Mr. Yefim, should we finish your bottle of famous wine that was photographed last year? To celebrate your arrest?"

Yefim let out a low growl, and pulled his arm hard.

His size is so huge, and his strength is even more unbelievably huge. Just this tugging directly made Victor's entire body unable to stand still.

Victor was startled, he had never thought that this fat guy had such strength - at this moment, his body was tightly held by Yefim with both hands.

"You little detective, I don't mind if you threaten me, but give you a chance to cooperate with me. You don't know what to do!!"

Victor felt that his arms were almost broken under Yefim's tight grip... This guy's body is not soft fat, but rather lean muscles.

"I want to add another crime to you, which is assaulting the police!" Victor struggled frantically, but he still couldn't get out.

Crazy squeezing made it difficult for him to breathe!
Bang-!
At this moment, the glass curtain wall exploded, and a figure was seen swinging into the room from the night sky.

Shattered glass spread across the floor like masonry.Yefim, who was strangling Victor with both arms, had a grim face at this moment, but what he saw was a... woman in a black leather jacket and a clown hood!
The voice that came through the transponder sounded softly at this time: "Oh, you go ahead, don't worry about me. I'll save you and get something."

Saying that, the woman wearing a clown's headgear quickly walked to the painting that was placed on the table, and copied it with one hand!
"you dare!"

Yefim's eyes glared angrily, he could only choose to let go of Victor, and charged towards the woman.It's just that although he possesses enormous strength, after all, the same huge figure makes him look very clumsy.

"It seems that this is the least technical thing I have done." She shook her head, "This can only be regarded as a robbery."

She shook her head bored, and took out a finger-thick metal pipe from a backpack hanging on her waist with her palm, and it was still on the ground.

The two ends of the metal tube bounced off in an instant, and then released a large amount of white mist rapidly!

"what--!!!"

Yefim was still roaring, but he could only choose to rush out from the range of the smoke—but he could only watch the mysterious woman jump out of the broken window with the painting, while he himself Powerless to stop!

He quickly ran to the window, watched the woman slide down the rope, and finally fell to the ground, saw the guy waved at him after landing, grabbed the rope angrily, and pulled the cart hard. few times.

"Ah!!! ah!!! ah!!!!!!"

He seemed to be able to vent the anger in his heart only through this roaring method.

"boss!"

Finally his subordinates rushed in, stretched out their hands to push away the thick smoke, and came in front of him.The confidants looked at Victor who fell to the ground.

He seemed to have passed out.

It's just that his and Yefim's arms are still handcuffed together.

The confidants could only ask eagerly: "This...what happened?"

"F&C." Yefim clenched his fist and slammed a piece of glass next to him, "F&C is here! This damn clown stole my painting!!"

"Boss, this..." The confidant frowned and said, "Isn't this the fake painting you used to frame the Dikabi family? It's fine to steal it, as long as you're okay."

"idiot!"

Yefim gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think a fake painting can kill them? They won't bite to death. It's just a fake, and it's used to display good-looking things? The law stipulates that private possession of "No Name" is not allowed. Is it an imitation of "The Girl"? If I don't take out the real guy who is hiding, how can I crucify him directly! Anyway, this painting will eventually return to the art museum, but I have a way to get it out! "

"This..." His hands were dripping with cold sweat.

"Find me this clown!" Yefim said angrily, "Even if you reverse the city, find this woman! I want her to die!!"

"You guys, hurry up and chase that clown!" The confidants quickly ordered loudly.

A group of people hurriedly left in the elevator.

"Boss, what should we do with this Victor?" Yefim frowned, glanced at the unconscious Victor, and snorted coldly: "Get rid of it...Also, prepare the car, I'm going to the airport! "

"Now?"

Yefim nodded: "I'm not sure if this Victor has any other means. But that video must have been released by Dikabi's house. They haven't moved in the past two days, and I don't know what they are playing Idea. There were too many people who saw me at the auction that day, so I want to take shelter outside temporarily, so that I have more room to turn around. If something happens, I am abroad, and there is nothing I can do about it!"

But the subordinate said with a embarrassed expression: "But boss, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave tonight."

"Why?" Yefim was taken aback, "Didn't I ask you to book tickets for all time slots for a week?"

"I'm sorry boss, I didn't order it." The subordinate said slowly.

Yefim narrowed his eyes, a bad premonition made his heart beat a little faster.

At this moment, the phone of his subordinate suddenly rang, "Well, I see... Invite them here... Well, it's the boss's intention."

"Who did you put up?" Yefim said sullenly.

The subordinate said indifferently: "The police."

He glanced at Victor on the ground, "I think it should be the person called by Inspector Victor."

"You betrayed me?!"

The subordinate waved his hand and frowned, "I'm sorry, boss. I just hope that my salary can be more. Besides, I really hate...I hate staying at the elevator door all the time, acting like an airport security checker. Work."

……

……

After landing, she didn't run too far. Wearing a clown mask, she quickly ran out of the building.

In an alley, she looked at this famous painting that finally fell into the hands of 'F&C'.

But she didn't look carefully, but directly removed the frame, took out the drawing paper inside, rolled it up, and stuffed it into a flower tube.

At this moment, she turned her head to the side and listened to the voice in her ears: "Vera, Yefim's people are going to find you soon!"

"Oh? You really have some skills, and the efficiency is good. I'm catching up now." Vera took off her mask and smiled.

But as she walked into the depths of the alley, she smiled and said, "You are going to come and collect things. I'll tease these guys."

She had come to the depths of the alley, and then threw the painting tube to the side of the trash can that visited here, and on the other side, there was a huge object wrapped in black cloth!
Vera blew a whistle, lifted the black cloth with one hand, and then turned over and sat on the giant vehicle!

Boom—a roar sounded suddenly.

Get out of this alley!
Black... Dodge Tomahawk!
……

The black Dodge Tomahawk is galloping on the road at extreme speed.

The engine with a displacement of [-] liters is enough to let it run, releasing a sound like the roar of a giant dragon.

Vera enjoyed this feeling of speeding very much, which made her heart beat slightly excitedly, and to her, it was more like being truly alive.

She glanced back... There were several black cars chasing her closely behind.

It's just that for her, it is simply impossible for her to catch up with this Dodge Tomahawk on a crowded road like Moscow!

When one of the cars was about to catch up, Vera swayed her body suddenly, allowing the Dodge Tomahawk to pass between the two cars in front of her calmly. About to fuck her dick.

It's just that at the fork ahead, there are two cars rushing towards her in the opposite direction, which almost blocks her on this small section of road.

Vera didn't panic, she clenched the brakes hard, swung the Dodge Tomahawk, and slid sideways as if her body was almost touching the road.

Finally, with her legs on the ground, she squared the motorcycle and made a U-turn... and accelerated again!
boom!
The Dodge Tomahawk, which has surpassed the acceleration of most sports cars, is like a speeding Athlon for a moment-it is hitting the front of the later car!
"Don't be afraid! She dare not run into it! She's bluffing!"

"no!!"

But the driver, seeing the Dodge Tiger that was about to collide with him, instinctively twisted his steering wheel... The car instantly deviated from the original lane and crashed into another car of a companion!

On the road, the sound of sudden braking and the sound of cars colliding sounded at the same time!
Boom!Boom!bang bang bang! ! !
The cars that collided in a series crashed into a tragic appearance on the road in an instant!
Vera didn't stop the Dodge Tiger, but stood up directly in the car.

She took off her helmet, threw it off the road, and just opened her hands!

The fast-moving Dodge Tiger came under a huge wind pressure!The airflow behind Vera turned into a pair of invisible wind wings, making her body infinitely lighter, as if she could fly at any time.

She let out her cheers to her heart's content.

She knows she is alive.

……

Boss Luo walked to the depths of the alley, looked at the painting tube next to the trash can, smiled, and picked it up without any pressure.

Open it up, remove the drawing paper, and spread it out.

Anna who was beside him sneered at this moment, and said flatly: "I'm afraid F&C would never have imagined that something that I worked so hard to snatch would fall into the hands of someone who did nothing so easily."

Luo Qiu said casually: "I just passed by and picked up this thing...The things that are placed here should theoretically be unowned?"

Anna sneered, "So you can feel at ease, right?"

She was thinking, wasting a little soul value and recovering a little speaking ability seems to be the right choice... At the very least, she can still satirize the other party when she has no choice.

It's better than doing nothing, at least a little bit.

It's a little consolation.

At this time, Luo Qiu rolled up the drawing paper again, put it back into the painting tube, and then casually put it on the ground, "Miss Anna, don't you want to see the end? Let's go and see... what do you want to see?" something to watch."

Anna was stunned and said, "You don't want this "Unknown Girl" anymore?"

Luo Qiu said indifferently: "This is also fake."

Fake?

(End of this chapter)