Trafford's Trading Club

After 2 to 3 days of monitoring, Jessica found out that the house was only occupied at night, and the two people staying in the house did not converse much. So, no useful information was gathered.

The monitor was set up in the shoe cabinet at the doorway. Thus, very limited conversation could be heard.

Since she got to know the daily schedule of this house in these few days’ time, Jessica sneaked in when nobody was at home in the afternoon.

The lock of this kind of common apartment was not a headache for her. The first thing she did after closing the door gently was to check the monitor. After making sure nothing was wrong with it, she started to set up more equipment in this apartment.

She began with the bedrooms.

The experienced policewoman masterly finished the layout in Subeditor Ren’s room and then went straight into Luo Qiu’s room after checking closely if there were any useful clues.

It was easy for her to perceive one’s personality from the layout of that person’s room.

Such as this woman’s room. Her clothes were left lying around, things on the table were more like a battlefield after the war. For a woman, there was nearly no cosmetics at all but only some care products--- She was a very free-spirited woman who made a hash of things in life.

In addition to that, hidden the wardrobe was half a packet of women cigarettes and, on the windowsill, there were some traces of tobacco ash --- this woman always smoked in her room and was afraid of being found out... So she probably had a rebellious mentality.

And the origin of it should be coming from the owner of the other room--- the son of this family.

It was all within Jessica’s expectation. The son’s room, which upon its look would even make a terrible woman like Ren Ziling fearful ... was unusually tidy. There was even a special fragrance replacing the peculiar smell in her imagination.

It was not the cologne for man, instead, it was more likely to be lady’s perfume.

He made the bed tidily, ashes were hard to find on the table, window, and even under the bed. Clothes and socks were folded up before storage.

No erotic magazines... no laptop encryption, no cookies of searching indecent websites, but most were discussion boards with few posting records. Most were documentaries and audio files stored in the hard disks. And no games were found.

A system-provided background picture was displayed on the desktop, which consisted of merely 3 icons---My computer, Recycle bin and My documents.

"Is this a boy’s room?"

At the moment, an illusion that the owner might be a gay came about to Jessica.

Jessica had a feeling of walking into a jail cell because of the silence. "No wonder the woman is so awe-stricken..."

She knew that the woman in the opposite room had a low-status in this family...Anyhow, it was very hard for Jessica to install equipment in this tidy room.

From the cleanliness, it showed that the owner knew everything in his room very well and could even sense which things had been moved.

She had come into contact with Luo Qiu, whom was quite hard to deal with based on a simple conversation. Being in this room gave Jessica a stronger sense of that.

She felt as if she was imprisoned in an extremely boring jail... Everything here caused her an ineffable stress.

Subconsciously, she wanted to escape from this room. However, she had to complete the task first.

The place under the bed was the best choice. However, considering that the owner was a neat freak who would even clean that area---PASS!

Could it be in the main engine of the computer? ... F*ck it was an all-in-one machine!!

The ceiling... There was no ceiling!! Pillow... the cotton inside had perfect sound insulation... PASS!

The top of the air-conditioner... no air-conditioner? This guy was not afraid of heat?? Not even an air fan?

Socket... no, it was easy to leave traces of being tampered with. According to this boy’s meticulousness, it would probably be found ... PASS!

"Will I be defeated by a room?"

Jessica chuckled while taking a deep breath to calm down her emotions--- then she opened the wardrobe. Since every place had a high possibility of being discovered, the pocket of the winter clothes was a choice.

But as soon as she opened it, she had an awkward feeling, "!!"

All winter clothes were put in vacuum bags!!

What the...

Did she have to put all those clothes in vacuum bags again in order to install a listening device? But where was the vacuum packer??

"What’s this?"

A rectangular box in the wardrobe attracted Jessica’s attention.

There was a musical instrument in it--- a saxophone.

Jessica touched it, fixed her gaze on the letters on it as if she forgot she was in the target’s room.

She gazed at it in a daze, murmuring, "Ye Yan, where are you."

...

...

"Master plans to visit Mr. Ye next?" You Ye asked.

Luo Qiu said after a deep thought, "Wait here, let me settle the transaction fee first."

While letting You Ye to stay in the hall for a while, Luo Qiu went down to the third floor of the basement of the club, but he didn’t offer his sacrifices immediately.

He looked at this omnipotent altar for a good while before opening his mouth.

Inquire: What’s the intrinsic quality of Black Water’s soul?

Reply: To purchase the information, a century of your lifespan will be deducted., is that OK?

Luo Qiu shook his head.

Deep down, Luo Qiu was shocked by the expensive price. But at the same time, he seemed to feel relieved that Black Water said she exchanged everything as the transaction fee for 10 seconds of the standpoint change of the club.

Just for knowing the intrinsic quality of the soul, it would take him 100 years... how priceless Black Water’s soul was to gain these 10 seconds.

"These 10 seconds will probably give the species of the monster a brand-new future. Black Water..."

Luo Qiu lost in thought for seconds.

He wondered in front of the altar. Suddenly, Luo Qiu stopped and stretched his palms facing up, a golden and silver card arose slowly from the center of his palms.

This was what he found in the statue of the Taoist ashram---You Ye had told him the things about black cards and white cards, and Luo Qiu didn’t think she hid anything from him... According to this information, she might not know about this object as it existed long before You Ye.

But since it came from the club, the altar was definitely aware of it.

Just when Luo Qiu intended to ask about this gold and silver card, this strange and cold altar experienced changes different from before.

Along with the slight rumbling sound, a black ink-like fluid gushed out from the altar now, flowing like water. It even floated up gradually...