He would have a splitting headache when he woke up, which should be the daily experience of people who were used to drinking vodka.
Urey had already woken up. He found himself lying on a very comfortable big bed. Urey silently looked at the exquisite decoration on the ceiling.
"I met a weirdo."
Urey said to himself. At the same time, he planned to take a bath so that his head wouldn't be so heavy.
But when he sat up, Urey saw a black card lying quietly on the cabinet on the windowsill. He subconsciously grabbed the black card.
The moment his fingers touched it, some distorted images flashed through his mind … He recalled some of the things that happened before he got drunk.
Then he suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the window. The moment he opened the window, Urey threw out the black card in his hand.
He didn't know why he did that, but he had an impulse — which made him feel at ease instinctively.
After taking a bath and eating breakfast in the hotel lobby, Urey looked around and suddenly didn't know where he should go — just like when he came to this city for the first time.
But it was different from the excitement in the confusion at that time. Now the excitement had long disappeared and was replaced by sadness.
"Should I leave this place …" Urey asked himself quietly.
But he soon got the answer: No!
Taking a deep breath, Urey turned around and walked into the hotel. In the hotel lobby, he sat there, staring at the big clock on the wall, and fell into meditation.
But after the minute hand moved half a circle, Urey gritted his teeth, borrowing a phone from the lobby and dialed.
Urey tried to make himself look calm and confident … The clerk at the front desk didn't notice him, but lowered her head to work. Urey turned around at this moment, pretending to casually look at the entrance of the hotel — the phone was connected.
"It's me … You didn't think that I could escape … It's really nothing, Mr. Efim, I'm in a terrible situation now … Hehe, because of this, I need you to pay me the reward I deserve … What's the point of fighting? Yes, as you said, a poor guy like me, Mr. Efim, of course, thinks I can't make any waves … But, Mr. Efim, do you think I'll call you directly if I don't have something in hand? "
When the other side of the phone was silent, Urey sneered, "It's very simple, I just want a considerable reward. Tonight at 8 o 'clock, Lucabiyan subway station … Ask Anna to come and talk with me personally. "
After that, Urey decisively cut off the communication.
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…
This was already the twenty-seventh card. They flew down from Vera's fingers for about three meters, and then stuck on a wooden main beam, one by one, up and down, neatly arranged.
Don't get me wrong, this was actually a card made of metal. If it was just a simple card … Did it think it was' God of Gamblers'?
"I've found the guy's information." Vicar walked out of the room while holding the printed document in his hand.
Vera who continued to throw the twenty-eight cards said indifferently, "Tell me about it."
"This guy's name is Yakov, the owner of the art gallery. He has been working for thirteen years, and came from Belarus twenty years ago. Well … he's married, with a son and a daughter. " Vicar said simply, "In addition, he has registered accounts in three different online casinos … Well, this guy has a lot of bets. But basically, he loses more than he wins. It seems that this owner's income is really good. "
Vera kicked her legs, turning the swivel chair to face Vicar. The twenty-ninth card made of metal flew over Vicar's head, scaring the thin man into a cold sweat, "There's something wrong with this guy."
"You think this painting was stolen by Yakov?" Vicar blocked his face with the folder in his hand, and walked to Vera carefully. Seeing that she didn't continue to throw cards, he was relieved and sat down.
Vera kept turning the chair, "He loses more than he wins, so his financial situation must be very bad. But he can continue to bet, which proves that his family is very good — Obviously, the salary of an art gallery owner can't support him."
"He has extra income …" Vicar said quickly, "He steals these famous paintings from the art gallery with his power, and then amasses wealth!"
Vicar patted his head, pointing at Vera, "In order to not expose his own affairs, he framed you!"
Vera rolled her eyes, patting Vicar's arm away, and corrected him, "It's F&C who was framed! Not me! "
"Well … Then what are you going to do?"
Vera pondered for a moment, "I just feel strange, how did he make this painting disappear by itself?"
Vicar, "…"
Shouldn't you care about how to clarify this matter!?
Vera suddenly stood up and put on her coat.
Vicar quickly frowned, "Two days ago, the leader of a gang who ran illegal boxing matches was caught by someone, and a lot of inside stories were exposed, which implicated a lot of people. The world famous painting was suddenly stolen, I think the police must have taken hormones now, so you'd better not mess around. "
"Since the painting was stolen by F&C, of course, it should be in the hands of F&C, right?" Vera smiled evilly, "I'll go to this guy's home, and you should be ready to support me."
She didn't listen to the warning at all!
"Didn't you say you came to Moscow for a vacation?"
Bang — The door was closed.
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…
Rumble!!
In front of the platform, when the subway car stopped, it brought a strong airflow — When it completely stopped, the platform, which was still in the rush hour, suddenly became crowded.
Anna was a woman who could show the traditional beauty of Russian women. She simply carried a small long belt bag, and didn't stand up until almost all the people who needed to get off the car got off, and walked towards the door.
With a charming smile, she walked like a model walking on the catwalk. The combination of traditional and modern beauty attracted a lot of men's attention at once.
She seemed to be looking for something, looking around in the crowd.
"Stop. Don't turn around. "Suddenly, Anna heard such a voice — a voice appeared behind her.
The voice continued, "Now, slowly turn to the side of the rail. Remember, don't turn around."
She even felt something poking her gently at her back.
Even if the other party couldn't see, Anna still showed a smile, slightly tilting her head, and whispered, "Urey, relax … I'm glad you told Mr. Efim to let me talk to you. I'm so happy to see you again. "
Urey sneered, "Really? Would this make you happier than when you were lying on that pig Efim? "
Anna sighed, "Urey, you should know, I also have my difficulties … I didn't really want to deceive you."
"Well, Ms. Anna, I'm not a kid, I won't let myself be depressed because of this kind of thing. My anger has long passed. " Urey said indifferently, "I don't care if you have feelings for me or not, it doesn't matter — I only want money, understand?"
Anna suddenly said, "I heard that you have something in your hand, what is it?"
"Do you think I'll let you ask?" Urey sneered.
Anna nodded, "Well, since you're so straightforward, then I'll also be straightforward … How much do you want? Besides, don't you think it's more convincing and more advantageous for you to let us see, even if it's only a small part of it? If there's no proof, we won't give you anything so easily. "
At the same time, Anna quietly lowered her arm. In her palm, a small makeup mirror box quietly opened and swayed, illuminating the back.
"Ten million Euros."
"No problem, but at least you have to let us see part of the evidence." Anna said indifferently.
Urey snorted, "Do you think I'll let you see it? There's no room for negotiation, you can only choose to give or not! "
"Urey." Anna suddenly called, and turned around, looking at Urey.
"I told you not to turn around! Don't you want to shoot me to death? "Urey opened his eyes wide, but couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.
Anna smiled, looking at the clothes covering Urey's arm. She stretched out her hand, grabbing Urey's arm, and opened the clothes.
She moved quickly.
"Since when can fingers shoot bullets?"
"Humph!" Urey snorted, and said with difficulty, "Even if you try it, so what? Do you think I'll take such an important thing with me? Let me tell you, if I can't go back safely, tomorrow, the whole Moscow will know about you! "
"Don't be nervous." Anna pursed her lips and smiled, taking a step closer to Urey.
"Don't come over!" Urey stepped back subconsciously.
Anna was still moving forward, and Urey had to step back step by step — until he felt that he was leaning against the wall, and there was no way to retreat. He had to think about escaping from this place.
But his arm was quickly caught by Anna. This woman was very fast. She kissed him on the lips in an instant.
He had enjoyed the passionate kiss — one night after another, he was lost in this kind of gorgeous kiss.
But he soon woke up!
Again and again, the pain that exceeded the limits of his body caused his pupils to dilate rapidly.
Anna had a small, silver and very delicate pistol in her hand — At the moment when the subway entered the station, it rang several times in the harsh braking and rumbling sound of kneeling.
Through the clothes that Urey had grabbed before.
Twice, or three times?
When Anna's kiss left, it was also when her hand came up to cover it. Anna stood on tiptoe, like whispering between lovers, and whispered in Urey's ear, "Dear Urey, maybe you don't know that I know you, even better than you know yourself. Your eyes, your little movements, I remember them all in my heart … So, talking is not something a good man should do. "
"Anna …"
Urey felt that his strength was leaving him quickly.
"I'll miss the days with you." Anna opened the clothes and threw herself on Urey's body like a wife, "Goodbye."
She stepped back, turned around and walked into the subway that was about to leave.
…
'I shouldn't stay here … I should leave this place.'
He regretted it.
Urey's body slowly slid down along the wall, he didn't even have the strength to speak — when he sat down on the ground, there was a bright red color on the wall.
People finally found that there was an injured man here, and it was extremely chaotic — some came over to check, and some hurriedly called for an ambulance.
Urey just felt that the sound was getting away from him, and the light and shadow in his sight became blurred and overlapped.
He seemed to catch something. When his body completely fell to the ground, he found that there was a black card in his hand … Was it the card that he threw away?
Urey didn't know.
But he heard the sound.
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