Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 804: Fridays in the absence of the master (4)

Mr. Ofey works casually and does not always maintain a serious image of himself.

In fact, in the office, taking off his suit, untying his tie and squeezing his sleeves would make him more comfortable.

At 7.40 p.m., Mr. Ofey, who had completed the new listening device test, had not left his workplace and chosen to work overtime.

At a joint press conference with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the afternoon, some of the remaining issues had not been resolved well and, according to intelligence, a group of agents from abroad had infiltrated the country with unclear intentions.

“Sir, we accidentally caught a few men! ”

Suddenly, the secretary broke into Mr. Ofey's office and was in a great hurry. Mr. Ofey knew what must have happened more seriously, and suddenly he sank his face, “Who did you catch? ”

“It's a U.S. federal investigation, two men and one woman!” The secretary is straight.

“What's going on?” Mr. Ofey suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

“Sir, you asked me to thoroughly investigate the list of guests on the day of the hostage, and I checked it out against the surveillance footage at the entrance and the guest list, and I found that several guys were not numbered.” The secretary hastily said: "They are ready to leave by the 4: 00 PM train, fortunately our people arrived in time… but in the pursuit, one of them walked away. ”

“Did these guys say anything?” Mr. Ofey asked hastily.

The secretary shook his head: "These guys have a hard mouth, they don't say anything, they just ask that we should be treated humanely. I'm thinking, maybe we should use a tonic on some of them. ”

“Promise.” Mr. Ofey is very resolute, "go get ready, be sure to interrogate him as quickly as possible, I'll be right there! Another guest list to scrutinize again, I want to make sure there's no leaks! ”

“Yes!” The secretary went straight out.

Mr. Ofei rubbed his forehead, and the more the theatre's hostage case seemed to be investigated in depth, the more things were discovered, as if it were a bottomless abyss.

He took a sip of coffee and tried to rush to the interrogation room immediately, but all of a sudden he remembered something and called home.

“Hello, it's me, Balla... um, is Lewis back yet? ”

“Dr. Frankie took Lewis home this afternoon. He's a good boy right now, writing in his room about today's tour of the Science Museum. I'm with him. ”

“Thank you, Barbara.” Mr. Ofey nodded and asked coldly, “What about him? Isn't he home? ”

Mr. Ofey had a bad relationship with his father, Dr. Franzi, which was very clear to Barbara as a maid. So she didn't care that Mr. Ofey was referring to him.

“Oh, the Doctor came back to watch the news and heard another memorial party at the theater, and he wanted to see it, so he went out after dinner. ”

“Well... it's all right.” Mr. Ofey calmly said, "Please stay with Louis, I may be late tonight, or I may not be able to. ”

“Nothing, I can work overtime.” Barbara quickly promised, then sighed again: "Mr. Ofey, I really recommend you, perhaps you should find another wife, a mistress is missing in this house. ”

“Bala. ”

“I listen, what is it? ”

“Please. ”

When Mr. Ofey had finished, he turned off the phone, then loosened his pinched sleeve, fastened his buttons and brought back his tie, after which he removed his suit jacket from the hanger and put it on.

When he left the office door, Mr. Ofey suddenly covered the camera on the table… that was a photo of him and his late wife.

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The finger of the left hand knocked several times on the elbow of the right hand, and ‘Cousin II' suddenly frowned and looked at the time.

It hasn't been ten minutes, but he's suddenly had a heartbeat, and it always feels like something's going to happen. At this point, a woman is planning to walk into the ladies' room next to her.

‘Cousin 2' put on the woman's shoulder without saying anything, cold-blooded: “It's been repaired inside, go to something else. ”

Women don't want to say, "Who are you? There's no repair sign on here either. Why can't I come in? ”

‘Cousin Er' squinted his eyes slightly, "I said, if you can't get in, you can't. ”

The vicious eye, and the finger that squeezed so hard on the woman's shoulder, scared the other person at once, even backwards, turned around and fled the place in horror, afraid to turn back.

The ‘second cousin' glanced around and walked straight into the ladies' bathroom - there happened to be a woman making up in front of the sink, and when she saw a vicious man come in, she screamed.

‘Second cousin' lifted his clothes straight up and revealed the pistol not on his belt, drinking: “Shut up and get out! ”

The woman was frightened to stick directly on the wall and moved all the way from her cousin 'second cousin' and then ran fast. Cousin Er then quickly walked up to the toilet grid for the disabled person and slapped him hard, "Come out, time's up! Get out of here! ”

But there was no response.

Cousin Er frowned and didn't intend to wait. Kick the door open with one foot! What made him angry was that there was no one in there and Caroline was gone!

The handcuffs were also hung in isolation on the armrest rail next to them without marks of opening. But Cousin Two found a bottle of medical anal lubricant on the toilet.

Sticky liquid on the handcuffs...

Cousin Two immediately understood how Caroline uncuffed her!

“SHIT!” he punched angrily at the door panel next to him, but he quickly reacted, keeping an eye on him and not seeing Caroline come out. This toilet can't crawl out of there either! So she must still be here!

And at this moment, ‘Cousin 2' suddenly felt the dark in front of him!

There's something right over his head —— it's supposed to be a bucket —— the kind of bucket used to drag water on the floor!

He soon realized that Caroline was attacking him!

But the latrine is very narrow, and although it is for the disabled, it is still not very spacious! ‘Cousin II' just felt his back kicked so hard that he ran into the sink.

‘Cousin 2' pressed his hands against the washbasin, held on to his body, pulled out his pistol on his belt, and when he was about to fight back, suddenly came a life that couldn't bear it!

Carolyn kicked his dick behind his back with no mercy!

Legend has it that the pain coefficient at the time of injury in this place is comparable to that of a woman giving birth... ‘Cousin Er' covers his crotch very directly and comes down in agony - his head is still covered by buckets.

Knock, knock.

The pistol doesn't know when it fell to the ground and slipped out.

Caroline then suddenly struck a spirit, picked up the pistol subconsciously and pointed it at ‘Cousin Two’. Her hands trembled and she couldn't hold it steady... she wouldn't dare shoot.

She rushed out.

Caroline rushed out of the hallway and found herself surrounded by people who looked at her —— she was in panic, holding a pistol in her hand, and the crowd looked at her in horror, some of them even squatting in fear.

“Bitch! You can't run!! ”

‘Cousin II' has flushed out, distorted his face and turned angrily towards Caroline. It's just that his penis was traumatized and the running posture was somewhat indecent.

Caroline couldn't care less, she bowed her head, held her pistol and rushed out the door of the hospital.

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“Excuse me, excuse me... Thank you, thank you. ”

When Dr. Frankie arrived, the memorial service was just beginning. A priest was invited, with the Bible and the cross in his hand, and it was the priest's turn to finish his speech.

Dr. Frankie eventually squeezed into the front of the crowd, took off his hat, and bowed his head to listen.

The priest's voice sounded softly.

Dr. Frankie was listening carefully, but at this point he was annoyed by the noise of the discourse that was suppressed by the two men around him.

“Really, my brother-in-law's in the police station. He told me that the bandits were in a coma before their men arrived, and all the guns were strangely dismantled. Also, I heard that the bandits had loaded powerful bombs and detonated them, but magically they had no power whatsoever...”

“Did you... did you ever hear a strange voice? ”

“Dear Guest, can I help you?” The man suddenly whispered.

Listen to each other, eyes slightly shrunk, "You... did you hear that too? I, I thought it was a hallucination. ”

“No, I really heard... there was something... invisible... in the dark...”

“I, I thought and heard... and I promised... at first I just thought that I was too scared and hallucinating...” This is the voice of the third man.

“My wife has been telling me about this for two days...” The fourth voice.

Dr. Frankie frowned, seemingly gradually, and more and more people started discussing something that had happened that day —— he just came up with a rough idea from the words he'd heard.

The overwhelming majority of them all heard the same voice, as if it were a call from deep within their hearts.

Give that voice to the same thing everyone says.

Some have promised, others have not, but as a result - their common aspirations have been fulfilled and countless others are safe.

Then, at the end of the hijacking, there were a few strange things. The bandits' collective instantaneous coma, the inexplicable dismantling of the guns, the bombs that exploded had no original power.

The sound of the discourse seems somewhat uncontrolled.

At the memorial service, there was a strange atmosphere, all dressed in black, with candles in their hands and quiet surroundings.

It's like carrying a mystery.

The mysterious feeling came quietly.

The more Dr. Frankie feels uncomfortable… many people here seem to be caught in a strange state of mind. They seem to be dominated by something they speculate about and can't explain right now, leading to awe for something in the underworld.

Women held their children in their arms and occasionally joined the discourse. Men are sometimes silent, sometimes trying to make some explanations, sometimes unable to verify their point of view.

Someone seemed to have left quietly and did not intend to participate in this suddenly flavorful memorial service.

When the priest noticed that something seemed to have happened at the memorial service, he cleared his voice and coughed twice, solemnly saying: "Please keep quiet. ”

So the people calmed down.

“Really... I really heard...”

It doesn't seem… to have calmed down completely either, they are still whispering.

Dr. Frankie shook his head and he wanted to leave. As a scientist, he was very reluctant to agree with some of the supporters of mysticism.

Anyway, flowers have been given and mourned.

“Thank the Lord for His mercy and let us be saved in disaster…" The pastor also seemed to intend to put an end to this ambiguous memorial service as soon as possible, thus accelerating his progress.

Dr. Frankie has turned around, but at this point, a man's voice suddenly comes from the crowd, with a little bit of sand and a little bit of disdain.

“God can't save. He can only make people, and then he doesn't care. ”

“Who!” The priest was like a cat trampled on the tail, his face sank, "Who is blasphemy! ”

“I…”

Once again, the voice of the talking man was heard in the crowd —— the crowd began to stagger, tracing the source of the voice, and then cleared a path straight ahead.

I saw a guy in a suit that looked a little loose... wearing a mask, and I lifted my left hand and slowly said: “... I said it. ”

Masks are everywhere in Carnival, and even give the impression that they're bought at random from a street stall.

The strange man saw that the crowd had made way and walked straight up to the priest.

“What can I do for you, sir?” The pastor's upbringing is still very good… although this guy seems to be a little ill-intentioned.

The guy in the mask looked around at this moment... and of course he was left here by the maid, Bucky.

Bucky feels desperate too, what can he do... the memorial service is surrounded by police officers to maintain order.

What if nothing had happened before -- the point is, he's a wanted fugitive from justice, and he shows up in front of a police officer, a real big husband?

Fortunately, he found a shop that sells carnival masks - in Rio, a carnival city, it's really not too easy to find one.

Even so, Bucky's cautious liver jumped so fast that God knows if the cops would come and just unmask him, then balabala, and then leave him alone.

Is there somewhere to watch... that black-hearted maid!

Bucky bit his teeth and suddenly grabbed the priest's book and said out loud: “I'm not after you, I mean your faith is garbage! ”