Trafford's Trading Club

He smiled, raising his hand and giving it a wipe. Then, the photos looked like it had never been moved.

Luo Qiu merely took out his cellphone and snapped a photo.

He then looked at You Ye, "If this wall is missing a photo, it won’t look as good. Isn’t that right?"

The servant girl nodded.

Luo Qiu pulled her to the window. He withdrew the curtain slightly and let the sunshine into the room. "Come here, let me take a photo of you."

You Ye was surprised but she still obeyed his order because she was used to following her master’s orders. She chose a good place to stand still, so that the lighting would be the best.

The boss didn’t take the photos with his cellphone. With a spin of his hand, a peach-colored wooden box soon appeared in his hand.

It turned out it was an item taken out from the club’s warehouse.

When the wooden box was opened, there was a camera in it.

The boss lowered his head, bending down his waist to gaze at the camera lens, "Well, even if you don’t have a Chinese hairstyle, but you really look perfect in all kinds of clothes. OK, raise your chin."

Time passed among the shutter sounds.

...

When Old Feng pulled open the iron gate, time seemed to continue moving again.

Old Feng took a glance at the door gap. He had hidden a tree leaf under the door... and it was still there.

It was at the level of his ankle.

Old Feng heaved a sigh of relief, pulling out the leaf and opening the door before walking in. He looked around the old house.

He hesitated, but didn’t find anything wrong. Old Feng shook his head, thinking that he was too paranoid.

Old Feng shut the door quickly, putting down his tool case. He didn’t start his work immediately, but took out the notebook with all the numbers of Xiaman’s measurements.

Old Feng went to the corner with a pair of scissors, and measured Xiaman’s height.

Old Feng carefully carved a new scratch on the wall.

It was much higher than all other scratches, but Old Feng felt satisfied.

He smiled when touched this new mark.

Because he never thought he could make another new mark someday... Old Feng felt that the mark was important---even more than even his life.

...

...

The escape of a prisoner was really a big trouble, not something a weak excuse could cover---especially those who were classified as top-dangerous prisoners.

The Radio and TV stations had issued a wanted order and a special task force had been established.

There were two more groups of policemen and Officer Ma’s group gathered in the meeting room.

They were reporting the latest information.

"These two days, we have kept watch on every bus station, train station, even the airport, but we didn’t find any trace of the prisoner."

"And we checked all the illegal cars, but nobody saw her. Zhao Ru didn’t leave behind any expense trails but we have had the bank block her accounts."

"No tip-off from citizens for now. and she didn’t return to her former apartment."

"Officer Ma, could Zhao Ru have left this city already? She might be rescued by her peers and left this city. Do we need to apply for assistance from another city?"

"Yes." Ma Houde knocked at his pen, "I’ve informed the other cities, and they have started their movements. However, I don’t think she has left this city for now."

"Officer Ma, do you think she’s still in this city?" A cop asked with puzzlement, "She’s on the wanted list, what’s the purpose for her staying here?"

Ma Houde said seriously, "Do you remember what she took last time when she wanted to escape?"

"She took those information!"

Ma Houde nodded, "Right, she took the photos that were used to torment those cram school students. We assumed that she escaped to prevent the evidence from being disclosed. But why didn’t she destroy those evidence; instead, she chose to take them away. Why?"

"Officer Ma, you mean, those students in her notebook are still her targets?" The police staff was shocked, "How dare she do that?"

"I’ve interrogated Zhao Ru... something is wrong with her mental health." The other policeman said, "We cannot analyze a criminal that has a twisted way of thinking."

Ma Houde nodded, "Right, I have the same opinion. It’s hard to find a person this way. We may need to check those students. Lin Feng, contact those students, and ask them if they have received any suspicious mail or letters... Pay attention to their mental conditions!"

Lin Feng nodded quickly.

He had to work hard to arrest the prisoner.

"Go to work!" Officer Ma clapped his hands, expelling all of them out of this meeting room.

He glanced at Wang Yuechuan, who was at the corner, saying indifferently, "Mr. Wang, we cannot tidy these at the moment."

"That’s fine." Wang Yuechuan merely continued typing in his laptop and didn’t turn around.

Ma Houde shrugged... The relationship between the two had never changed anyway.

When Ma Houde left the meeting room, his face suddenly changed.

Because Ren Ziling came...

Officer Ma trotted to her, "Oh my god, why are you here?"

"I came to visit you." Ren Ziling rolled her eyes and pushed the cake box to him, "Here to deliver afternoon tea for you guys. Why? You don’t like it?"

"No no no, I appreciate that very much!" Ma Houde hurried to push her into his own office, "But there’s an emergency case to handle, I have no time to play host to you!"

"Don’t worry, go do your job." Ren Ziling squinted her eyes, "But you look so busy! All the people are out for work... Oh? There’s still one sitting over there! Who is he? I never saw him before."

"There are many people that you have never seen." Ma Houde blocked the way and made a ’hush’ gesture. "I know you came here due to the wanted list. But there’s nothing to tell."

"Oh, I remembered. Wang Yuechuan, right?" But Ren Ziling patted her head.

Ma Houde was stunned, "Do you know him?"

"It looks like him and it turns out here he is." Ren Ziling shrugged, "I know him but he doesn’t know me."

"Why do you say that?"

Ren Ziling rolled her eyes, "Everyone knows Wang Yuechuan because he solved an extraordinary murder case. But it’s too far for me to go do an interview. He also looks handsome, so it is no wonder he got a little famous last year. Many girls are fond of him, but anyway, he’s not as handsome as my boy!"

What was wrong with this woman’s eyes and memory?

Ma Houde was about to say something, but Ren Ziling frowned, "Huh, he should be in the provincial department. Why did he appear here?"

Ma Houde actually wanted to explain something, but Wang Yuechuan opened his mouth.

"Officer Ma, who is she?"

This question made Officer Ma embarrassed.

How to explain it?

"She... is..." Officer Ma said, "A delivery girl! Yes! I bought some afternoon tea for the hard-working colleagues!"

Ren Ziling opened her eyes wide.

Wang Yuechuan frowned, "But all of them had gone out."

Ma Houde had to look at Ren Ziling with cold sweat, "I ordered the meal two hours ago, you’re too late! DO you all not want to do business anymore? Are you late because you were staring at handsome boys?"

"Officer Ma. Yes, that’s true. It’s hard to move away when I saw a handsome boy in the street. I am so sorry about that."

"No... Don’t worry." Ma Houde coughed and felt his four limbs turn cold, "That’s alright. Pay attention at next time."

"Well, can Officer Ma pay now?" Ren Ziling smiled, "It’s 233 Yuan."

"What? 233? It’s too expensive! How come?"

"Oh, Officer Ma. Our store uses original and healthy ingredients. Officer Ma, you are a regular customer, so I’ve already reduced 20% of the price."

Ma Houde... peeped at Wang Yuechuan that had a weird look, and had to fish out the wallet to pay.

"250 Yuan, keep the change!"

Ren Ziling pushed the box to Ma Houde, saying goodbye to him, "Thank you, Officer... Ma."

"Not at all..." Ma Houde was relieved seeing Ren Ziling turning her head and leave.

But Wang Yuechuan was still standing at the door. Ma Houde turned around, "Do you want some food?"

"No, thanks. I’m not hungry." Wang Yuechuan shook his head, and went in.

Officer Ma suddenly shuddered. He raised the box high and wanted to smash it to the ground... but stopped at once.

250 yuan.... He couldn’t bear to waste it.

However, not long later, Officer Ma received Ren Ziling’s message, ’I know where Zhao Ru is.’

...

...

A lump of black smoke flew into the club, and transformed into a human, it was Black Soul No. 18.

Black Soul No 18 looked around, but didn’t find the boss.

He only saw You Ye who was cleaning the cup and a customer sitting in the corner.

"No. 18, are you looking for the master? He is not in," You Ye said calmly.

Black Soul No.18 nodded. "Ms. You Ye, here is the information of potential customers I found these days."

Black Soul No.18 fished out 3 pieces of information cards.

"You’re still as efficient as before." You Ye nodded, "Put it down. I’ll give them to the master later."

"Understood." Black Soul No. 18 nodded reverently, "Then I’ll go seek new potential customers."

"Go ahead." The servant girl waved her hand.

Black Soul No. 18 didn’t talk more, but just asked before leaving, "By the way, is that new Black Soul Envoy I met last time not here?"

"You’re talking about Tai Yinzi." You Ye smiled faintly, "He’s living well, don’t worry about him."

Nobody would believe her words...

Black Soul No. 18 quivered and flew out of the club.

...

Tai Yinzi smacked the slipper in the prisoner’s room.

"...an arrow flew out and was shot a few small trees. At that point! The barracks was full of cheers, and it scared Jining into cold sweat! Just then! You guy guess what happened?"

"What happened?"

Some of those old prisoners followed to ask.

Old Feng, who used to be quiet these years, suddenly became positive and passionate... but, Old Feng seemed to be really good at storytelling.

The story was Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

"Well... water!" Tai Yinzi coughed, and soon, a glass of water was sent to him.

Tai Yinzi sipped, and patted his slipper again! Bang!

Right then, Zhou Xiaokun came in hurriedly to Tai Yinzi, saying with fear, "Bad news! Bro, Fatty Zhang was coming to you!"

"Which Fatty Zhang? I didn’t mention Wenhou yet! Tell me that later!" Tai Yinzi snorted with displeasure.

"It’s Fatty Zhang living in the next room!" Zhou Xiaokun said with cold sweat, "Bro, did you forget you robbed Frog of 6 cigarettes yesterday? He follows Fatty Zhang!"

He didn’t know why this bro became so energetic, but since the fight yesterday... Zhou Xiaokun swore that he never thought this bro was so brave! He must have hidden his real character really deeply!

Within a blink of an eye, he mowed down Frog!

Maybe all his anger had turned into energy.

"Who is Old Feng! Come out! I won’t kill you!"

A hoarse voice was heard, "Who dared to give trouble to Fatty Zhang’s men, do you wish to die?!!"