Waking up with a splitting headache should be the daily routine of people who are used to drinking vodka. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuri has woken up. He found himself lying on a large and comfortable bed. Yuri silently watched the delicate decoration on the ceiling.

Ran into a weirdo.

Yuri said to himself, and at the same time, he was going to take a good shower so that his head would not be so heavy.

But when he sat up, Yuri saw a black card, lying quietly on the cabinet on the windowsill. He subconsciously grabbed the black card.

The moment his finger touched it, images that seemed to have been distorted flashed through his mind...... He remembered something from before he got drunk.

Then he stood up abruptly, walked quickly to the window, and the moment he pushed the window open, Yuri threw the black card out of his hand.

He didn't know why he was doing it, he had only one impulse - an urge that made him instinctively feel at ease with himself.

After taking a shower and eating a breakfast in the hotel lobby that was about to turn into lunch, Yuri looked around and suddenly didn't know where he should go—as dazed as he had been when he first arrived in the city.

But unlike the confusion and excitement at that time, the excitement has long since disappeared, and it has been replaced by only discomfort.

"Should I leave this place......" Yuri asked himself quietly.

But he soon had the answer: no!

Taking a deep breath, Yuri turned and walked into the hotel. In the lobby of the hotel, I sat here, staring at the big clock on the wall, lost in thought.

But after the hands of the minute hand had moved half a circle, Yuri gritted his teeth, and he borrowed the phone from the people in the lobby and dialed it.

Yuri tries to make himself appear as calm as possible, and at the same time has confidence...... The clerk at the front desk did not notice him and worked with his head down. Yuri turned around and looked casually at the entrance of the hotel - the phone went through.

"It's me...... You didn't think I could escape...... Not really, Mr. Yefim, I am in terrible condition right now...... Hehe, that's why I need you to pay me what I deserve...... Yes, as you said, Mr. Yefim certainly thinks that I can't make any waves...... But does Mr. Yefim think that if I don't have something on hand, I'll call you directly?"

When there was silence on the other side of the phone, a sneer appeared on Yuri's face: "It's very simple, I just need a decent payment." At 8 p.m. today, inside the Lukabyan metro station...... Let Anna come and talk to me personally. ”

With that, Yuri very decisively turned off the communication and cut off the communication.

......

......

This is already the twenty-seventh card. They flew between Vera's fingers, flew a distance of about three meters, and then stuck onto a wooden girder, one after another, up and down, in a neat row.

Don't get me wrong, this is actually a playing card made of metal, if it's just a solitaire card...... Think it's "God of Gamblers"?

"I've found that guy's information. Vika walked out of the room as she flashed the printed papers in her hands.

Vera, who continued to fly on the ground with twenty-eight cards, said indifferently: "Let's hear it." ”

"This guy's name is Yakov, he is the owner of the art gallery, he has been working for thirteen years, he came from Belarus twenty years ago. Well...... He is married and has a son and a daughter. Vika said simply: "In addition, he has accounts at three different online casinos...... Well, this guy's bet is quite large. But basically, there are more losses and fewer wins, and it seems that the owner's income is really good. ”

Vera stared at her legs and turned the swivel chair under her seat, facing Vika, and the twenty-ninth metal playing card flew out, flying right past Vika's head, frightening the thin man into a cold sweat, "There is something wrong with this guy." ”

"You think Yakov stole this painting?" Vika blocked the folder in front of him, cautiously walked to Vera's side, and sat down with a sigh of relief when he saw that he was no longer flying.

Vera kept her chair turning, "If you win or lose, your finances must be bad, but if you can continue to bet, you prove that you have a good family background - obviously, the salary of an art museum owner is impossible to support." ”

"He has extra income...... "Vika quickly said, "Use your power to steal these famous paintings from the art museum, and then collect money!"

Vika patted his head, pointed at Vera and said, "In order not to expose my own affairs, I blamed you!"

Vera rolled her eyes, slapped Vika's arm away, and corrected, "It's F&C who is to blame!

"Okay...... So what are you going to do?"

Vera muttered, "I just wonder how the hell he made this painting disappear on its own." ”

Vika: "......"

Aren't you supposed to care about clarifying this??

Vera suddenly stood up and put on her coat.

Vika hurriedly frowned and said: "Two days ago, the leader of a gang/gang running an illegal boxing tournament here didn't know who was caught, and a lot of inside stories were exposed, implicating a lot of people. The world's famous paintings were suddenly stolen here, and I think the current police must be like taking hormones, so you'd better not mess around. ”

"Since the painting was stolen by the F&C, of course it needs to be in the hands of the F&C, isn't it?" Vera smiled wickedly, "I'll go to this guy's house and have a look, you're ready to support me at any time." ”

I didn't heed this warning at all!

"What about coming to Moscow for a vacation?"

Bang - it's closed.

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Thundered!!

In front of the platform, when the subway car comes to a standstill, it brings a strong air flow - and when it comes to a complete stop, the platform that is still in rush hour suddenly becomes crowded.

Anna is a woman who is very capable of showing the beauty of traditional Russian women. Simply leading a small long bag, she didn't get up and walk towards the door until almost all the people in the carriage needed to get off the train had gotten off.

With a charming smile and a model walking like a model on the catwalk, the combination of traditional and modern beauty has attracted the attention of many men at once.

She seemed to be looking for something, clapping her hands in the crowd.

"Stop. Don't turn around. Suddenly, Anna heard something like this—a voice behind her.

The voice continued, "Now, slowly turn to the side of the falling iron track, and remember, don't turn around." ”

She even sensed something behind her back and poked her lightly.

Even if the other party couldn't see it, Anna still showed a smile, tilted her head slightly, and said softly, "Yuri, relax...... I'm glad you and Mr. Yefim said that let me talk to you. I'm so happy to see you again. ”

Yuri sneered, "Is it?

Anna sighed and said, "Yuri, you should know that I also have my difficulties...... I didn't really mean to lie to you. ”

"Well, Lady Anna, I'm not a child, and I don't let this kind of thing discourage me. My anger has long passed. Yuri said indifferently: "I don't care if you have feelings for me or not, it doesn't matter - I just need money, understand?"

Anna suddenly said, "I heard that you have something in your hand, what is it?"

"Do you think I'm going to let you ask?" Yuri sneered.

Anna nodded, "Okay, since you're so crisp, then I'll be a little more ruthless here...... How much more do you want? Besides, don't you think that it would be more convincing and more advantageous for you to show us that even a small part of it would be so convincing? ”

As she spoke, Anna quietly lowered her arm, and in the palm of her hand, a small vanity mirror case quietly opened, swinging, and shining behind her.

"Ten million, euros. ”

"No problem, but you have to show us at least part of the evidence first. Anna said indifferently.

Yuri snorted coldly: "Do you think I will show you? There is no room for negotiation in this matter, you can only choose to give or not to give!"

"Yuri. Anna suddenly called out, and with a twist she turned to look at Yuri.

"I'm telling you not to turn around! aren't you going to shoot to death?" Yuri's eyes widened, but he couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.

Anna smiled and looked at Yuri's clothes that covered her arm. She reached out and grabbed Yuri's arm, taking the garment and lifting it.

The action is fast.

"When will your fingers be able to shoot bullets?"

"Hmph!" Yuri snorted coldly, and said forcefully, "Even if you try it on, how can you? Do you think I will carry such an important thing with me? Tell you, if I can't go back safely, tomorrow, your affairs will be known to the whole of Moscow!"

"Don't be nervous. Anna pursed her lips and smiled, and took a step closer to Yuri.

"Don't come here!" Yuri subconsciously took a step back.

Anna was still walking, and Yuri had to step back - knowing that he felt himself leaning against the wall, and there was no way back. He had to flee this place in contemplation.

But his arm was quickly grasped by Anna - the woman, who moved quickly, kissed him on the lips in an instant.

Passionate kisses, he had enjoyed—night after night, had made him lose themselves in this splendor.

But he soon woke up!

Again and again, the pain beyond the limits of his body made his pupils dilate rapidly.

Anna had a pistol in her hand, a small, silver, very delicate pistol - it rang out a few times the moment the subway entered the station, with the screeching of brakes and the rumble of kneeling.

Through the dress Yuri had grabbed earlier.

Two clicks, or three clicks?

When Anna's kiss left, it was also when her palms came up. Anna stood on her tiptoes, like a whisper between lovers, and whispered in Yuri's ear, "Dear Yuri, maybe you don't know, I know you even better than you know yourself. I have memorized your eyes and small movements...... So, talking is not what a good man should do. ”

"Anna ......"

Yuri felt his strength quickly drift away from him.

"I'll miss my days with you. Anna, like a wife, spread her clothes and threw herself on Yuri's body, "Goodbye." ”

She took a step back, turned and stepped into the departing subway car.

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Shouldn't have stayed here...... You should get out of this place.

He regretted it.

Yuri's body slowly slid down the wall, and he didn't even have the strength to speak—by the time he sat on the ground, the wall was already a bright red.

When people finally found an injured man, they were in an unusually chaotic state - some people came to check on him, others hurriedly called for an ambulance.

Yuri only felt the sound moving away from him, and the light and shadow in his vision became hazy and overlapped.

He seemed to have caught something, and when his body fell to the ground completely, he found that he had a black card in his hand...... Is it the one he threw away?

Yuri didn't know.

But he heard a voice.

"Guest, what do you want?" (To be continued.) )