Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 300 Cover Up
But the old driver of the taxi obviously didn't believe such a statement. He rolled up the window, looked at the man suspiciously and said, "Sir, what if you don't come out after you go in, what should I do? You seem to be Not like someone who can live here."

The old driver can be stopped at the gate of the police station, I really have to doubt it!
"What did you say? I'm the master here! Huh!" The man frowned and snorted coldly: "You wait."

After all, he walked directly to the pillar in front of the gate and rang the doorbell here - if he hadn't lost everything on his body, he wouldn't have to take a taxi back.

On the way, he asked the driver to borrow a phone, but he couldn't get through to Edgar, which made him feel uneasy.

The doorbell rang for a while, but there was no movement.The driver of the taxi had already got out of the car and walked towards the man, "Sir, I don't think you will respond for as long as you press the button... But, the free taxi is not so easy to ride, do you know?"

"What do you want to do?" The man snorted coldly.

Perhaps it was because he had always been in a high position, after drinking like this, the face of the taxi driver changed suddenly, and he stopped his steps instantly.

The man felt that his aura overwhelmed the opponent, so he couldn't help but sneered.Unexpectedly, at this moment, the taxi driver turned around and rushed back to his car without saying a word, reversed the car directly, turned around and turned on full horsepower, and left in the same way.

The man was taken aback... He didn't think he could scare people so much.The man turned around subconsciously, and saw a guy in a white suit with blood on his body lying on the iron gate of the gate.

His arm passed through the iron gate, just enough to support his body...but his head was hanging down, and his body was motionless.

Seeing this appearance, the man was also startled.He suddenly understood why the driver left in such a panic.

The man bravely walked up to the gate, held up the man's head, and quickly recognized the man's name—what happened to the manor?
This is something he desperately wants to know!The man pushed hard and found that the gate was not locked. He couldn't help hesitating for a moment, gritted his teeth, took a pistol from the corpse, swallowed his saliva, and slowly groped into the manor.

Along the way, the man saw quite a few corpses—and these corpses were all his men's corpses!
The luxurious villa in the manor seemed extremely quiet at this moment.

The door was pushed open, but no one was seen. The man couldn't help shouting loudly: "Edgar! Edgar! Are you there? Edgar! Are you there?"

Peng Long——!
There was a sound like hitting something, the man suddenly turned around, pointing the pistol swiftly in front of him, and said loudly, "Who!"

"Ah...young master!" I saw a man holding his arm, leaning against the corner, and stood up slowly, "It's great that you're fine!"

"Oh! I finally saw a living one." The man's face was overjoyed, and he hurried up to support the guy, "Tell me, what happened here..."

But before he finished speaking, he heard the very familiar voice of his old housekeeper!

"Sir! So you are here!"

I saw Edgar walking down the corridor in a hurry.The clothes on his body looked very messy, only the hairstyle didn't seem to be messed up... "Fortunately, you are fine! I woke up and found the bodies of Yefim and his people in the study. Sir, you killed them." Bar!"

"Me?" The man was stunned for a moment, showing an extremely puzzled expression. His mind seemed to be entangled with cobwebs, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. "Edgar, listen to me, I've..."

"Oh! Sir, I don't think we are talking about these things now." The old butler said seriously: "I have informed Brubov and told him what happened here. Listen, what Mr. Brubov means is that only Will give us half an hour to clean up the place properly."

"Brubov?" The man was even more puzzled: "Wait a minute, I did come to Moscow this time to meet Brubov and seek cooperation, yes, but when did I meet him?"

"Oh! My poor sir, didn't you talk to Brubov once before the first auction, and made a plan to get rid of Yefim?" The old butler frowned at this moment Head: "Could it be that the shock caused by the explosion of the grenade just now confused your memory?"

The man was taken aback... His intuition told him that something strange happened here that he could explain.He instinctively wanted to find out what happened in the middle, and hurriedly planned to speak.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy.

This feeling of dizziness made many pictures suddenly flash in his eyes—like a movie, and it was the kind of 120-frame picture.

The man fell into a coma.

"Sir! Sir! Sir!!"

……

Feeling some pain on his face, Yergo woke up slowly, and the moment he opened his eyes, he even saw a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.

"Mr. Victor!" Yergo happily grabbed Victor's arm: "Great! You're fine! I've been looking for you! Where did they lock you up!"

Victor was taken aback, and subconsciously thought: It seems that the people in the manor have never told Yergo about his movements, but just locked him up all the time.

"Calm down." Victor patted Yergo's shoulder. "I'll talk about my affairs later. Compared to this, can you tell me what happened here?"

"Oh! I don't know the truth. It seems that there was an attack here, so I escaped in the chaos. I was going to find you!" Yergo said while recalling: "Mr. Victor, there are too many hidden here. firearms, and killed a lot of people! I think we should rush people as soon as possible..."

"Yergo!" Unexpectedly, Victor yelled a little loudly at this time: "I will talk about the things you said later. I just need you to tell me, what's going on with this guy?"

Victor pointed.

Yergo couldn't help looking away, and saw a corpse lying on the ground in this chaotic room.

His whole body was like a gray mummy, and black blood flowed out of his mouth, and his face was even more blood-vesseled, making him look extremely terrifying!
This is the... that murderer!

Yergo finally clearly remembered some things that happened before... After this guy seemed to have hit something on his body, he became extremely terrifying.Yergo wasn't sure what the man had penetrated into his body, but it was obviously not a good guy!

But... how did this guy die?

Yergo couldn't help but secretly startled.He knew that he must have instinctively entered a state that he had been unwilling to let people know because of too dangerous reasons.

Once he enters that state, he will lose his mind, and he can't recall what he has done... Could it be that when he lost his mind, he used that terrifying power to kill this guy?

Yergo looked at the marks on this guy's body that were clearly clawed by something... It seemed, perhaps, that was the only way to draw such a conclusion.

Thinking about the experience of causing some horror and destruction when he lost his mind, it is difficult for Yergo to deny this conclusion.

"You killed this guy?" Victor asked, frowning.

Yergo hesitated for a moment, "I think... maybe, I don't remember very well. Sir, you know, I passed out afterwards, and I can't remember."

"It's a pity for you." Victor nodded, but suddenly said: "However, don't tell others about this corpse for now, and don't mention it in the report. I will find someone to deal with this corpse In short, you have to keep this corpse a secret first."

Seeing Victor's solemn expression, Yergo hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to nod.

He got up, "By the way, Mr. Victor, they didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Victor smiled. He looked at the young guy and knew that he really cared about him, so he couldn't help saying softly: "It's okay, everything is settled."

"Solution, solved??"

……

When Yergo walked out of this room, he realized that at some point in the manor, a lot of policemen had arrived... However, it seemed that there were not as many corpses as he remembered.

There were only four corpses placed in the hall of this villa.

There is only one corpse inside, and it is from this manor... and its identity is only a gardener.As for the other three, it was Yefim and the two gangsters who robbed Yefim earlier.

What exactly happened?
Baby Yergo, with a white-faced look of bewilderment...

……

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"are you feeling better?"

Vika helped Vera to a grove far away from the manor, found a stream here, and put her aside to rest—in fact, he was really tired, for a fighter whose weapons were keyboards and codes , this kind of physical labor is simply fatal.

"good."

Vera nodded, recovering a little strength.

Vika breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the grass, "Just now I seemed to hear the sound of sirens, probably the police are here. Fortunately, we walked fast, otherwise it would be really troublesome!"

"I'm sorry for you, I will give you a raise." Vera smiled and stretched out her fist.

Vika also stretched out his fist, and just tapped on Vera's fist lightly, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"By the way, get me some water. I need to wipe my face. I just put a lot of paint on my face." Vera said as if remembering something.

Although I know that this young lady and the boss who pays her salary is actually a very beauty-loving person, but Vika couldn't help but said at the moment: "My young lady, when did your face get pigmented? It's just a little dusty."

"No?" Vera was taken aback.

She touched her face subconsciously, obviously still feeling the discomfort and rough feeling of the paint attached to it, "Is it true that my face has no paint? I'm talking about white paint!"

"No!"

Vera frowned, and then stretched it out quickly, squinting her eyes suddenly, and said happily: "Ha, I think I know, what kind of trick did they use to steal "The Unknown Girl" from the art gallery? It was stolen."

"Huh? Are you still thinking about this?"

Vika... Vika rolled his eyes.

(End of this chapter)