Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 817 Friday When the Master Is Absent (4)

Mr. Offie is casual at work and doesn't always maintain a serious image of himself.

In fact, in the office, taking off his suit, unbuttoning his tie and rolling up his sleeves makes him feel more at ease.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Mr. Offee, who had finished testing the new monitoring equipment, still did not leave his workplace and chose to work overtime.

In the afternoon joint press conference with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, there were still some remaining issues that were not well resolved. In addition, according to intelligence, a group of spies from abroad had sneaked into the border with unknown intentions.

"Sir, we accidentally caught a few people!"

Suddenly, the secretary broke into Mr. Offe's office, looking very anxious.Mr. Offee knew that something more serious must have happened, so his face immediately darkened, "Who was caught?"

"It's from the US Federal Bureau of Investigation, two men and one woman!" the secretary said seriously.

"What's going on?" Mr. Offee suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Sir, you asked me to thoroughly investigate the guest list on the day of the hostage case. I compared the surveillance video at the gate with the guest list one by one, and found that there were quite a few guys who didn't match up." The secretary hurriedly said: "They were going to leave on the [-]:[-] p.m. train. Fortunately, our people arrived in time...but during the pursuit, one of them got lost."

"Did these guys say anything?" Mr. Offee asked quickly.

The secretary shook his head and said, "These guys are very hard-spoken, they don't say anything, they just ask us to treat them humanely. I'm thinking, maybe we should use Veritaserum on them."

"Okay." Mr. Offee was very decisive, "You go and prepare. You must interrogate it as quickly as possible, and I will go there right away! In addition, the guest list needs to be checked again, and I must make sure that no one is missed!"

"Yes!" The secretary went straight out the door.

Mr. Offee rubbed his forehead. The hostage case in the theater that day seemed to be more in-depth investigation, and more things were discovered. It was like a bottomless abyss.

He took a sip of coffee to refresh himself, and planned to rush to the interrogation room immediately, but he suddenly remembered something, so he made a phone call and returned home.

"Hi, is it me, Bara...well, is Louis back yet?"

"Dr. Franch brought Louis home in the afternoon. He is very good now, and he is writing his impressions of today's visit to the Science and Technology Museum in his room. I am accompanying him."

"Thank you, Bara." Mr. Offee nodded, and asked abruptly, "What about him? Isn't he at home?"

The relationship between Mr. Offee and his father, Dr. French is very bad, which is very clear to Bara, who is a maid.So she didn't mind Mr. Offie using 'he' as a reference.

"Oh, the doctor came back to watch the news and heard that there was another mourning party in the theater. He wanted to go and have a look, so he went out after dinner."

"Well...it's okay." Mr. Offee said indifferently: "Please stay with Louis, I may come back very late tonight, or I may not come back."

"It's okay, I can work overtime." Bara quickly agreed, and then sighed: "Mr. Offee, I really suggest you, maybe you should find another wife, this family still lacks one Mistress's."

"Barra."

"Listen, what's the matter?"

"sorry to bother you."

After Mr. Offie finished speaking, he turned off the phone directly, then loosened the pinched sleeves, buttoned them, brought back the tie, and then took off the suit jacket from the hanger and put it on.

When he was leaving the office, Mr. Offee suddenly covered the photo frame on the table...it was a photo of him and his late wife.

……

……

The fingers of the left hand tapped the elbow of the right hand a few times, 'Second Cousin' suddenly frowned and looked at the time.

It wasn't even 10 minutes, but he had a sudden whim, and he always felt that something would happen.At this time, a woman was about to walk into the ladies' restroom next to her.

'Second Cousin' put his arm on the woman's shoulder without saying a word, and said coldly, "It's under repair, go to something else."

The woman said unwillingly, "Who are you? There is no maintenance sign here, why can't I go in?"

'Second Cousin' narrowed his eyes slightly, "I said, if you can't enter, you can't enter."

The ferocious gaze, and the fingers that pinched the woman's shoulders, scared the other party all at once, backed up again and again, turned around and fled this place in horror, not daring to turn back.

The 'Second Cousin' took a look around, then walked straight into the ladies' washroom - there happened to be a woman touching up her makeup in front of the washbasin, and when she saw a ferocious man coming in, she immediately screamed.

'Second Cousin' simply lifted up his clothes, revealing the pistol pinned to his belt, and shouted: "Shut up, and get out!"

The woman was so frightened that she directly stuck to the wall, moved past 'Second Cousin' all the way, and then ran very fast. 'Second Cousin' then quickly walked to the toilet cubicle for the disabled, and slapped it hard a few times, "Come out, it's time! Let me go now!"

But there was no response.

'Second Cousin' frowned, and didn't intend to wait any longer, so he just kicked the door open!What made him angry was that there was no one inside, and Caroline had disappeared!

The handcuffs were still hanging alone on the handrail next to them, and there was no sign of opening them.But 'Second Cousin' found a bottle of medical anal lubricant on the toilet.

Viscous liquid remained on the handcuffs...

'Second Cousin' immediately understood how Caroline undid the handcuffs!
"SHIT!" He was so angry that he punched the door next to him, but he quickly realized that he had been guarding outside and did not see Caroline coming out.It is impossible to climb out of this toilet!So she must still be here!
And at this moment, 'Second Cousin' suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes!
Something was put directly on his head - it should be a bucket - the kind of bucket used to mop the floor and hold water!

He soon realized that it was Caroline who was sneaking up on him!

But the toilet compartment is very narrow, even though it is for the disabled, it is still not very spacious! 'Second Cousin' just felt that he was kicked hard on the back, and hit the washbasin forward all of a sudden.

'Second Cousin' put his hands on the washbasin, supported his body, and pulled out the pistol on his belt with one hand. Just as he was about to fight back, he suddenly heard an unbearable weight!
Caroline kicked him mercilessly from behind!

'Second Cousin' directly covered his crotch, and came down in pain—his head was still covered by the bucket.

Click click.

The pistol fell to the ground at some point and slipped out.

Caroline shuddered suddenly at this moment, picked up the pistol subconsciously, and pointed at the 'second cousin'.Her hands were trembling, and she couldn't hold them firmly... She didn't dare to shoot.

She fled in a hurry.

Caroline just rushed out of the corridor, and found that everyone around her was looking at her—she was in a panic, holding a pistol in her hand, the crowd looked at her in horror, and some people even squatted on the ground in fear.

"Bitch! Don't even try to run!!"

But the 'Second Cousin' had already rushed out, with a distorted expression, and turned towards Caroline angrily.It's just that he was injured, and his running posture was somewhat indecent.

Caroline couldn't care too much anymore, and as soon as she lowered her head, she rushed out of the hospital gate with a pistol in her hand.

……

……

"Let me go, let me go... Thank you, thank you."

The memorial service had only just begun when Dr. French arrived.People invited a pastor, holding a Bible and a cross. After the master of ceremonies finished his speech, it was the pastor's turn to speak.

Dr. French finally made his way to the head of the crowd, took off his hat, and listened.

The pastor's voice sounded slowly.

Dr. Frankie was listening attentively, but at this moment, he was harassed by the low voices of the two men beside him.

"Really, my brother-in-law is an officer in the police station. He told me that before their people arrived, the gangsters were already unconscious, and all the guns were strangely dismantled. And I heard that the gangsters still It was equipped with a powerful bomb, and it was detonated, but it was miraculously devoid of any power..."

"You... did you hear a strange sound at that time?"

"Dear guest, do you need anything?" The man suddenly said quietly.

The other party listened, his eyes narrowed slightly, "You...you heard it too? Me, I thought it was an illusion."

"No, I really heard it...At that time, there was something...something invisible...in the dark..."

"I, I really want to hear it too... I also agreed... At first, I just thought that I was too scared, and I had hallucinations..." This is the voice of the third man.

"My wife has also mentioned this matter to me these two days..." the fourth voice said.

Dr. Franch frowned. It seemed that gradually, more and more people began to discuss something that happened that day - he just pieced together a general idea from the few words he heard.

Most of them all heard the same voice, like a call from the depths of their hearts.

That voice said the same thing to everyone.

Some people agreed, some people didn't agree, but the result is that their common wish has been realized, and everyone is safe and sound.

Then, at the end of the hijacking case, there are a few more bizarre things.The gangsters fell into a coma for a moment, the guns were dismantled inexplicably, and the bombs that exploded had no original power.

The voice of discussion seems to be a little out of control.

At the memorial service, there was already a strange atmosphere, with everyone wearing black clothes, holding candles, and the surroundings were quiet.

It seems to be mysterious.

The mysterious feeling came quietly.

Dr. Franch felt more and more inappropriate...Many people here seem to have fallen into a strange state of mind.They seem to be dominated by their own conjectures and unexplainable things in front of them, leading to a sense of awe for certain things in the dark.

Women put their babies in their arms and joined in the discussion from time to time.The men are sometimes silent, sometimes trying to make some explanations, and sometimes unable to verify their views.

Some people seem to have quietly left, not intending to participate in this suddenly sour memorial service.

The pastor noticed that something seemed to be going on at the memorial service, so he cleared his throat, coughed twice, and solemnly said, "Please keep quiet."

Therefore, everyone calmed down.

"Really...I really heard..."

It seems that... they haven't completely calmed down, they are still talking quietly.

Dr. French shook his head, he wanted to leave a little bit.As a scientific worker, he really can't agree with some guys who support mysticism.

Anyway, flowers have been presented, and silence has passed.

"Thank you for the mercy of the Lord, allowing us to be rescued in the disaster..." The pastor seemed to intend to end such a memorial service with an uncomfortable atmosphere as soon as possible, so he accelerated his progress.

Dr. Franch had already turned around, but at this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, a little hoarse and a little disdainful.

"God can't save. He can only create man, and after creating man, he doesn't care about it."

"Who!" The pastor suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his expression sank, "Who is blasphemy!"

"I……"

The voice of the man who spoke came from the crowd again—the crowd began to stagger, traced the source of the voice, and then made a way to go straight ahead.

I saw a guy in a suit that looked a bit loose...with a mask, raised his left hand at this time, and said slowly: "...I said it."

The masks are the kind that can be seen everywhere in the carnival, and it even makes people feel that this is something bought casually from a street stall.

Seeing that the crowd had already moved out of the way, the strange man walked forward swaggeringly, and came directly in front of the pastor.

"Sir, what can you do?" The pastor's self-cultivation is still very good... although this guy seems to have some bad intentions.

The masked guy looked around at this moment... Of course he was Bucky who was ignored by the maid who was still here.

Bucky also felt very hopeless, what could he do... There were police officers all around the memorial service to maintain order.

If there was nothing in the past—the point is, his current identity is a wanted criminal on the run, is it really a man to let him appear in front of the police in an open and aboveboard manner?

Fortunately, he found a shop that sold carnival masks—in the carnival city of Rio, it is really not easy to find such carnival masks.

Even so, Bucky's little heart is still beating fast at this time. God knows if these police officers will come up and directly uncover his mask, then balabala, and then he will have nothing to do?
Did you watch it somewhere...that black-hearted maid!

Bucky gritted his teeth, snatched the scripture from the priest's hand suddenly, and said loudly, "I'm not targeting you, I mean your belief is rubbish!"

(End of this chapter)