Trafford’s Trading Club

The cafe where Carolyn and Carolyn met was still the same as the last time we met.

Caroline discovered that the Caroline attorney was wearing exactly the same clothes as last time - including his apparently wrinkled and old suit, and even the shirt inside.

Lawyer Carlo has a sincere smile and a much more enthusiastic attitude than last time. At this point, he was measuring the two men around Caroline.

“Don't know who these gentlemen are?” Counselor Carlo asked in confusion.

Caroline looked around and was about to introduce the two Boston men, one of whom said softly: "We're her cousin, I'm her cousin, he's her second cousin, and this time she's here to talk to you about everything. ”

“Oh... cousin, hello.” Lawyer Caroline nodded and looked at Caroline with a smile, "Miss Caroline, very careful. ”

Caroline nodded in embarrassment, "Be careful. ”

She knew what Lawyer Carlo seemed to have misunderstood - presumably thinking he had called two people in case he made a scam or something about buying and selling this Tanya property.

“Counselor Carlo, since we've already introduced ourselves, let's get down to business.” Another man… ‘Second cousin' spoke coldly at this point.

“No problem.” Lawyer Caroline lit a cigarette, "I have prepared the relevant formalities and documents, and Nia has signed the power of attorney, and the rest is Miss Caroline, you can personally sign this power of attorney in front of Nia. ”

Lawyer Carlo released the prepared information, a thick stack of documents. ‘Big cousin' and ‘Second cousin' frowned and looked at these longer treaties than chicken intestines for a while, so they stopped looking.

But after all, they have a way of doing what they do.

‘Cousin Big' suddenly shouted, “Counselor Carlo, right? ”

“Yes, is there a problem?” Counselor Carlo asked curiously.

‘Big cousin' just grabbed Lawyer Carlo's cigarette case and said, "Sign the papers or something, just leave it here. We were just wondering if our cousin would get the money we agreed on at the end. You know, we don't play legal word games, but we play other games... exciting games. ”

Come on, ‘Big Cousin' squeezed the cigarette box straight, his arm even drummed high.

"Second cousin" was the first to snatch: “It's easy to talk about big and small on the street, but I want someone to play games with us. ”

Lawyer Carlo smiled, but his face changed slightly when he saw ‘Second Cousin' suddenly lift the corner of his shirt and see a black pistol stuck in his belt.

Counsel Carlo hastily said: "No problem, no problem guaranteed. I've actually got some eyebrows on the buyer's side... he's a congressman, recently found a girlfriend and intends to buy a house for his girlfriend to live in. ”

"Second cousin" pretended to be deaf and looked out the window.

Death... Naturally no one is afraid.

People like Lawyer Carlo, who have nothing to do with who they know and who they see too much —— people like that, mostly with the intention of borrowing, but the reality is just weak chickens, with little skill.

“How much is the senator's salary?” ‘Big Cousin' sneered. 'Is it so expensive to buy a house? Afraid it's not unknown money. ”

Lawyer Caroline grinned, “Now that we've all reached a consensus, why don't we go to the hospital and ask Miss Caroline to sign this power of attorney? ”

‘Big cousin' looked at the time and nodded. 'Hurry up. ”

……

……

“Marley, Marley, Marley! ”

With a green olive crown on his head, Bucky looked solemn, closed his eyes and raised his hands calmly.

Been hiding for two days, practicing Bucky, unexpectedly progressing fast. This is probably due to a contractual relationship with Lucifer that made him stronger than the average person, but never developed.

So he practiced the meditation he'd gotten from the maid, and in two days he'd practiced a little bit of mental power —— and that mental power was enough for him to initiate the magic inherent in the blessing ring —— or he could become a magic trick.

Blessing power.

The emerald green crown is capable of amplification at the same time, so Bucky is so confident at the moment!

He licked the blood from his knife for the first 30 to 40 years of his life, but he didn't expect to be able to reach the extraordinary side by middle-aged - and he himself, even, was releasing extraordinary power.

“Marley, Marley, Marley! Murray! Murray! ”

Though, the object of the spell is only a stray dog - a crippled stray dog who is dying of hunger!

At this point, Bucky's palms blew a faint white light, and he took a deep breath and put his palms on this stray dog's forehead.

The slight light began to spread from his palm to the body of the stray dog, and shortly afterwards, the dying stray dog stood up as if beating chicken blood.

Its body was still dry, but it looked like it was shaking.

The stray dog seemed to be revitalized and suddenly took a bite in Bucky's palm and kicked Bucky's leg up. After the stray dog was kicked open, he panicked and ran out.

Bucky didn't chase him either. He just stared at his palms and saw the ecstasy in his eyes. He was excited: "Oh! Oh, my God, Miss Yuki, did you see that? It's amazing! I can't believe I brought it back! ”

“It's just the only potential to squeeze its body, and it won't last long before it dies. ”

Lady Maid's words were like a pot of cold water, sending Bucky's enthusiasm to the Siberian plateau, torn apart by the cold wind.

The legendary villain sat quietly on the stool, turning the recipe on the maid's sister - this is already his impression, the maid's seventh recipe.

How much is she gonna turn?

“If that's the case, isn't it magic? Actually, is that the same thing as hormone suppression?” Bucky squatted down a little exasperated.

The maid said softly: "The life of a stray dog is almost at an end. You inspire a little of its remaining life force, and after that, it will naturally die, but humans are different. If it's just a minor illness, a minor pain or something, even if it stimulates vitality, it won't affect you too much. Especially the rich, who are able to get enough life nutrients by eating premium ingredients, which consumes quickly enough to make up for it. ”

Buckyton raised his ears and sounded - Lucifer and the demons at the 'Flaming Red Lips' bar - but never taught him this knowledge so selflessly.

“Besides...” the maid turns another page and doesn't lift her head. “If you are a sick person, or someone who has been diagnosed as unable to save them, can you unleash their last potential and let them live for a while longer, then won't they be grateful or even dependent on you? When your mental strength is strong enough, you can even sustain these people by consuming their abilities. They will rely more and more on you and even think of you as a god. Over time, they become pious… and piety is the foundation of faith. The crown on your head can evolve into a world of joy after you've had enough spiritual strength..."

The maid suddenly frowned and raised her head.

She found that Bucky was able to get up and fall asleep when he was squatting, and I'm afraid he didn't hear much - although knowing that this guy had successfully used the blessing technique for the first time, he probably drained a lot of mental energy, which was why he was tired.

But...

Lady Maid played her fingers straight and a black bunch of Mars fell directly on Bucky - but instantly Bucky woke up screaming and rolled over the ground, madly trying to extinguish the flame.

“It hurts... it hurts me... help me -!!!! ”

But the black fire came fast and walked fast, and Bucky stood up extremely wolfy and only heard Miss Maid indifferently: “Next time I talk, don't let me find you sleeping. ”

“Yes!! ”

Bucky, everyone can stand up straight. He assured me it was the strongest waist rod he's ever had!

The maid suddenly closed the recipe on her hand and stood up. Bucky hurried, “Miss Yunight, is it lunchtime? ”

The maid just glanced, “You dress up and take you somewhere tonight. ”

“To where?” Bucky subconsciously asked.

Unight didn't answer, he just glanced at Bucky with a good look.

Bucky quickly shut his mouth and saw the maid leave.

But it wasn't until the maid left that Bucky remembered something and shouted to the air, “What am I going to look like? Is it more modern or more formal? ”

……

……

Mr. Ofei slept much longer than he expected.

By the time he woke up, it was clearly past lunch time. He rubbed his forehead with some frustration and quickly rose to get dressed.

After going downstairs, Barbara, the maid, was measuring the hygiene in the house: "Mr. Ofey, you're awake! I don't dare bother you, but lunch is ready. I'll heat you up right away, okay? ”

“No, I'm in a hurry.” Mr. Ofey shook his head and walked straight to the door. Before he went out, he seemed to think of something, and he immediately turned back and asked, "Did you bring Lewis back yesterday? ”

Barbara had to say, "Sir, the power went out yesterday. School's off. I've already told you, have you forgotten? ”

“Oh... yes, you did.” Mr. Ofey ordered a little, “I went to see Louis before I went out. Is he in the room? ”

"Dr. Frankie took Lewis out this morning and said he would be with him today to make you feel safe working. ”

Mr. Ofey nodded after a moment of silence: "Did he say where he was going? ”

"It sounds like the doctors are going to take him to the science museum," said Ballard. "Lewis is still very excited and happy, and I don't think there should be a problem. ”

“I'm out.” Mr. Ofey pushed the door out without returning his head.

Mr. Ofey quickly walked into the garage and drove away from his house.

The first time he called his secretary, he said before he started saying hello: "I'm sorry, I overslept today, I'll be right back. Is there something you need to deal with? ”

“Today is Friday, according to the itinerary, sir, you have a meeting at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs this afternoon at 3: 00, and a sample of a new set of listening equipment arrives at 4: 30… the one you last named, and the manufacturer wants you to be there during the test. Also at 7: 00 p.m., Lieutenant General Germont would like you to attend his birthday party. ”

“Birthday party pushed me, other normal arrangements.” Mr. Ofey made a quick decision.

“Copy that. Plus, we got a new lead on the theater hostage case. ”

“Send me the file, I'll look in the car, you tell me.” Mr. Ofey then turned off the navigation while receiving information from the Secretary.

Shortly afterwards, a photograph of a man appeared on the screen - a man in a white waiter's costume, looking very handsome.

The secretary's voice sounded: "Sir, this man's name is Ornie and he's a professional shooter. We found a record of this man's appearance in the theater surveillance footage. ”

“Tell me about this shooter.” Mr. Ofey frowned.

“According to our inventory, Orni is from a small village in southern Peru and has come out to earn a living before finishing high school. When he was younger, he did a lot of work, security guards, parking, mechanics, shooting club waiters, and even a whole year of bullshit. Since then, Ornie has disappeared for two full years and came out two years later to become a gunman, active in various countries in South America, with twenty-nine recorded successful operations. ”

Mr. Ofei frowned a little deeper, “One of the top five shooters in the Latin underground world… the shooting of the Senator…"

“Moreover, according to reliable sources, Oni is currently part of a force called the 'Iris'.” The secretary added.

The moving sedan braked abruptly, and the car that followed had to be stopped in a hurry. No, I'm afraid the owners are going to get out and scold people if they see the government license plates hanging from this suddenly stopped car.

Mr. Ofey had to drive the car aside, and his wrinkled eyebrows almost twisted together.

He seems to be talking to himself: "It turns out it's 'Iris' … what exactly do they want to do, is it provoking our country? No...”

“Sir? ”

“‘Iris' is a mercenary regiment. Look at the money.” Ofey seems to smell something, "they don't assassinate big people in a country's politics for no reason... where exactly is the hand hidden behind it coming from? ”

All of a sudden, Ofey suddenly feels like he's falling into a deep, unpredictable vortex - a vortex that could, I'm afraid, destabilize the whole country.

“Sir, do we need a warrant? ”

“Who else knows about this but you?” Ofey asked quickly.

“There are also members of the investigation team, none other than that. ”

Aufi solemnly said, "This is a matter of secrecy. I don't want to hear anything outside about this. ”

“Okay.” the secretary answered in haste and said, "Well, sir, there's one more thing, and it's a follow-up to the hostage case. Some of the people present died at the time, and some guests spontaneously organized a memorial service just this evening. However, they have reported it to the police station, and arrangements should be made to discharge the personnel for the maintenance of order. ”

“Got it, you take care of the little things.” Ofey nodded: “If the time is a little late, I won't be at HQ. I'll head straight from here to the press conference at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. You wait for me over there. ”

“Copy that.”