Trafford's Trading Club-Novel

"He’s missing?"

During the time between classes, girls were sharing their own secrets. Though their voices were low, it could still be heard.

"It’s been two days. His cellphone and wallet are there... but he can be found," A thin girl whispered.

"Probably he’s drinking somewhere?" Another girl expressed her own opinion and comforted, "Besides, isn’t it good? Your father always punches and swears at you and your mother after getting drunk."

The emaciated girl let out a sigh as if she was loath to talk more about this issue.

A sudden slam sounded at the lateral seat. It was from another girl, who was the subject representative of Chinese class, Luo Xin.

She was glaring at the person she woke up---the guy who slept all through the entire class.

"Mo Xiaofei, you haven’t handed in your homework!"

Mo Xiaofei rubbed his eyes, stunned for a second and looked at the representative, "Can I hand it in later..."

He totally forgot to do the homework.

"At latest, you should hand it in before leaving school."

"I see." Mo Xiaofei said as he gazed somewhere else.

Luo Xin nodded and stepped away, leaving behind the scent of a youthful girl. Mo Xiaofei looked at her shadow in a trance---Who knows why but he felt that he couldn’t see her appearance very clearly.

It wasn’t that she was invisible or that he didn’t know how she looked.

But, there was an indistinct sense.

This girl was not extremely beautiful but was very strong-willed. The him before was weak, hence these characters that he didn’t possess attracted him deeply, more than the usual attraction from the opposite gender.

"Can the current I... see you clearly?"

Mo Xiaofei mumbled.

Yet, he shook his head soon after. He had something more important to do. After breathing deeply, Mo Xiaofei continued to lie on the table and sleep... If he didn’t sleep now, he would be devoid of vigor in the evening.

Might be due to the frequent exertion from his telekinesis ability, Mo Xiaofei always felt exhausted.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Mo Xiaofei took a glance at that weak girl.

‘Don’t mention it. Once that guy finished his confession and is aware of his wrongdoings, he’ll go back to you...’

Then his sight turned into darkness.

...

...

In the dark, the acid smell of sweat was mixed with the slight odor of blood and the rusty iron.

In this untraversed abandoned factory, the people being hung by chains had increased up to 30, from the less than 10 originally.

In a short two days.

You Ye sized up each man and woman, giving a light chuckle before walking up to Luo Qiu at last.

The boss was currently turning pages of a notebook with a soft cover. The pages inside stated what crimes these guys committed---The reason they needed to be put into the ‘jail’ and what kind of ‘penalty’ they should deserve.

"A hit-and-run rich second generation, domestic violence-prone husband..." Luo Qiu abruptly closed the notebook and put it back, "All of these are people can avoid the law."

You Ye picked up that notebook, giving it a quick scan. "They are from far places. Looks like Mo Xiaofei is quite ‘hard-working’... wonder how long he can keep it up."

Luo Qiu was looking at those guys. They had experienced torture, hadn’t eaten for two days, but could still fall asleep even though they were caught.

"Should we rescue them?" You Ye suddenly asked, "If they vanished, Mo Xiaofei might only continue using his ability... Moreover, they needed to be saved."

Miss Servant Girl was giving a hint to the boss, that they were all ready customers.

Nevertheless, the boss shook his head because he had other plans in mind.

Luo Qiu said calmly, "Due to the increasing missing people, the police will pay closer attention to it and will discover this place earlier or later. And Mo Xiaofei doesn’t have any intention of killing them... Besides, having them suffer before being rescued isn’t a bad thing."

You Ye inquired suddenly, "Master, don’t you want to give him a lecture because he hurt Officer Ma?"

Luo Qiu gazed at her, "Because it’s easy for prisoners to come out due to bail, he felt defiant and went to Uncle Ma for reasoning... And just from the interrogation, we know Uncle Ma had decided to conceal this issue. As so, we can just respect his decision."

Luo Qiu watched these ‘prisoners’ that finally managed to sleep, "He felt that such youngsters are sort of extreme but their natures are not bad... And, the crime ‘Attacking the Police’ is too heavy."

Luo Qiu shook his head insipidly, before asking suddenly, "By the way, has it been three days since the last time Yang Taizi came?"

You Ye nodded.

Luo Qiu added, "I’d like to climb the barren mountain we went last time and have a try of that revolver... go prepare some bullets for me."

The servant girl gave a slight nod again.

She knew that the purpose the new boss was not to go there and simply have fun.

...

...

Black Soul No.18 was about to flatten this annoying crane furiously, which would have been the 12th crane when he suddenly stopped.

Because the 12th crane was suddenly surrounded by a lump of slight gray light before flying away and landing on a fair-skinned palm.

"Miss You Ye!"

Black Soul No.18 dared not dally and appeared in front of Miss Servant Girl at the fastest speed.

The struggling crane gave off a familiar sense to You Ye.

"This has been already the 12th one. Seems like the guy hiding secretly doesn’t intend to give up," Black Soul No.18 said. "However, I can’t really discover its origin only with a single crane."

You Ye said calmly, "Don’t worry about the next step. Just guard this lady."

You Ye swept her sight into the ice house, looking at Subeditor Ren, who sat by the window but didn’t order mung bean smoothie this time.

"Got it," Black Soul No.18 said with respect, then hesitated. "Miss You Ye... Should I report this matter to the new boss?"

You Ye said expressionlessly, "If we were to trouble the master with such small problems, then what’s the meaning of the existence of we servants?"

Feeling the tremendous pressure from their second leader, Black Soul No.18 hanged its head promptly.

"It’s dinner time now." You Ye said, "I have to go back to cook for the master. Stay here and continue your work."

"Yes..."

After saying this, You Ye closed her palm and the crane became ashes in one second.

She looked over the suburb of this city with her royal blue eyes, while a hint of... sneer emerged on the servant girl’s face.

...

In the suburbs.

Yang Taizi spitted out a mouthful of blood, looking rather green.

Not good!