Trafford’s Trading Club

In a mess, he fled in panic through the alleys of the streets, because two men in suits and ties were chasing him.

There was an anxious look on his face, but inversely proportional to it was his speed. He had to hold on to his right leg to straighten his walking direction.

As for the upper thigh of his right leg, there was a piece of gray-white cloth wrapped around it, and of course, it was already bleeding.

Like red ink melting in water, the bright red and dark red blood that flowed out over time turned into distinct patterns on the cloth strips.

He can't walk fast, so he has to resort to the complicated city streets to escape his pursuit. Gradually, he thought, I am afraid that even he has lost his way.

"sorry."

It seemed that he bumped into someone, and he didn't have time to take a closer look. After taking a quick look, he immediately walked into another alley.

But he didn't know that after he bumped into someone, something fell out of his clothes: a tube of paint.

…

There was no need for Luo Qiu to do anything. When his eyes fell on this thing on the ground curiously, the maid had already picked it up and brought it to him.

Before Luo Qiu had time to take a closer look, two men in suits walked out of the alley.

Well, it's a very close-fitting, straight suit. At first glance, it probably looks like an elite person.

Seeing that there were only two people here, one of them saw the tube of paint in Boss Luo's hand and asked directly in English: "Two of you, did you see a man walking by? His leg was injured." , it should be easy to recognize.”

Oriental face... The man directly switched to the language with the highest probability of communication.

Boss Luo immediately stretched out his finger without any pressure and pointed in the opposite direction to the alley where the man who had just left hurriedly entered.

The man who asked the question took a look, then nodded, and walked quickly into the alley.

At this time, his companion behind him took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his suit, stuffed two bills into Boss Luo's hand, quickly said thank you, and followed after him.

"...Have I made money?" Luo Qiu looked at his maid in disbelief.

Youye nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the master has made money."

Luo Qiu shook his head with a smile, but looked at the tube of paint in his hand with more interest... It had been used, and the tail end had been rolled up to the middle.

Lemon yellow.

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…

Vera, who was chewing gum, had just walked around the stolen art museum. Because of the theft, the art museum was temporarily closed today, and a cordon was set up around it.

"There are guards guarding the entrance...Vika, have you seen what's going on in the art gallery?" Vera pressed her ears and stuffed a small thing here, which was what she and she were in a RV. Working on the Vika contact thing now.

At the same time, in the RV parked on the other side of the art museum, Vika was facing two screens, biting a piece of toast, typing on the keyboard with both hands at high speed, and said as if she was too busy: "Dear Queen Vera Your Highness, do you think I am just hacking the computer of a high school student who can only browse the **** website/page?"

"Then let me go in and take a look first." Vera whistled.

Weika didn't care about the toast that fell from her mouth due to surprise at this moment, and quickly objected: "We don't know the situation inside yet. Those policemen probably haven't left yet. If you do this, you will be directly regarded as... …Well, you are the most willful queen I have ever seen!”

The communication was temporarily shut down, and Vika could only sigh and had to work harder on the work at hand.

For Vera, there were many ways to sneak into this art gallery, but she obviously chose the most unhindered way.

As a magician, it is not difficult to get the ID card from an employee who sneaks out to smoke.

Of course, before that, the handsome magician lady had already changed her clothes, put on a pair of awkward-looking black-rimmed glasses, and even had a hairstyle.

Just like that, the handsome magician swiped his card and walked in openly under the gaze of the policeman guarding the door.

There was obviously still a policeman guarding the place where the crime was stolen, but I couldn't see the person who was talking about it, probably interrogating him for a confession.

Vera walked by calmly, but her eyes were like a falcon. In just a moment, the place where the famous painting was stolen was completely recorded in her mind, and even the layout of every place here.

She had already begun to sketch the structure of this art gallery in her mind.

Suddenly, a young man walked towards her... and shouted directly, "Wait a moment."

When walking in the windbreaker he was wearing, a corner of the bag was vaguely exposed. Vera was stunned and stepped back slightly on her heels, but she met the man's gaze and asked, "What's the matter?"

But the man said: "Where is the bathroom...Oh, my stomach seems a little uncomfortable."

"Over there." Vera pointed casually.

"Thank you!" The man nodded quickly, "My name is Yergo... By the way, you look better without glasses."

Vera narrowed her eyes and watched Yergo hurriedly move towards the place where she didn't know if there was a bathroom. Just when she was about to leave, she heard footsteps.

She hid behind a pillar and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly walking by in a hurry, looking back frequently... as if he was afraid someone would find him.

Vera turned her eyes and followed quietly.

"...Well, I just recorded a statement with the police...Well, everything is normal...as soon as possible, as soon as possible."

But she could only hear such a one-sided response, so she kept a careful eye and quietly took a picture of the man's appearance with her mobile phone.

After sneaking out of the art gallery, she took off her coat and glasses on the street, threw them in the trash can, and then returned to the RV.

Vika was relieved at this time, but said in a reproachful tone: "I probably don't want to see you come back so easily, because I would rather you suffer some hardships."

Vera took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and pried it open, walked to Vika's side, stretched out her hand to support the table, and said quickly: "This painting... disappeared by itself."

"You mean a magician changed it away?" Vika rolled her eyes.

Vera turned on her phone and said: "Help me check who this guy is and what his identity is... Also, next time you buy props, can you buy some nicer glasses?"

Vika... Vika blinked, looking confused.

…

…

Nervously sticking his head out, he was carefully looking back at the road he had walked and could only see three or two pedestrians.

It seems that he has not caught up.

Only then did he let out a deep breath and slid his body along the wall. The strenuous exercise made his lips look lighter and dry, and the muscles on his legs had to twist together.

"Would you like some water?"

At this time, mineral water appeared in front of him.

The man who looked very bad subconsciously raised his head and saw a man and a woman... one of them seemed to be the young man he had just bumped into.

"Who are you?" With a hint of hesitation and panic, the man put his hands on the wall and tried his best to support his body.

"This is what you dropped just now." Luo Qiu opened his palm, and the tube of lemon yellow paint was in his hand.

The man was stunned, and quickly grabbed the paint from Luo Qiu's hand and stuffed it into his clothes. He seemed to relax a little, looked at the bottle of mineral water, and subconsciously swallowed and spat.

So he quickly unscrewed the level, and after taking several sips quickly, he wiped his mouth randomly, showing a puzzled look, "Someone is chasing me... they didn't ask you for directions?"

He clearly remembered the distance between himself and the other person during the chase, so after he bumped into someone, the other person would definitely bump into the man and woman next.

"Well, I might have pulled a little prank."

The man was stunned and said hesitantly: "Why do you want to help me?"

Boss Luo said softly: "Sir, have you forgotten? We have met before."

"Before?" The man showed a stunned expression.

Boss Luo said: "A few days ago, when we were in the art museum, didn't you tell me about "The Unknown Girl"?"

This is the madman I met in the art museum that day.

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