Trafford’s Trading Club

Volume 10 – Chapter 35: Erasing Evidence, Settle the Score, And Some Luck (Part 1)

The traffic in the city had gradually recovered, but the blockade by the theater hadn’t been lifted. The police were conducting another investigation, collecting evidence, and clearing the scene.

These follow-up actions were naturally handed over to the second-line personnel to handle. Units similar to the Storm Team, the anti-riot team, etc., had already received the order to evacuate.
The thugs’ corpses were put in bags at first, then moved out one by one, and finally sent to a special delivery vehicle. The captain had just marked on the checklist for a newly sent corpse. They said it was a wanted felony.

But wasn’t it dead already? The captain shook his head and watched the people who moved the body walk into the theater. Then, he leaned against the front of the car and started smoking and chatting with his colleagues.

It was precisely because of the driver’s negligence at this time that he failed to notice that in the dark, a shadow sneaked into the compartment full of corpses.

In the darkness, the person’s face was indiscernible. Yet, somehow, the darkness didn’t seem to pose any hindrance to his movement.

There came the sound of the zipper opening.
When the bag was opened, it was a shriveled corpse. The body of the corpse was also covered with blue liquid—or rather blood.

It was Roger’s body.

The dark shadow pulled out two things from his arms: A strange spray and a small syringe filled with silver liquid.

The dark figure sprayed Roger’s body. In an instant, the blue blood reverted to dark red.
Then, the figure injected the syringe at Roger’s heart until the silver liquid was all depleted. Then, he pressed the palm of his hand on Roger’s chest.

In the darkness, this palm glimmered slightly. At this moment, Roger’s body suddenly bounced as if it had received a strong electric shock.

Time after time, the shock was administered. But, the figure helplessly retracted his palm after a couple of attempts.

Roger’s corpse looked terrifying when it was delivered. His body was shriveled, and his blood vessels were bulging. They turned blue with a weird appearance. But after several operations, all of this disappeared.
Although the corpse was still in a shriveled state, nothing of value was found. The corpse wasn’t destroyed, but the evidence was wiped out.

“The cleanup mission is completed. Unfortunately, I have failed to locate the key, and the soul collection mission failed. The soul in the target body has disappeared. I presumed that it had perished.”

An unexpectedly youthful voice sounded in the darkness.

Another voice slowly sounded in its ears, “Perish? Roger’s soul attribute should be a demon spirit. It won’t be easy to disintegrate. Could it be that Paradise Island’s assessment was wrong? Is the key missing? This is a bit troublesome. But, the key alone is useless. After all, the launcher is in our hands. Forget it. You leave immediately and wait for the next mission. There are a few people like Roger in this country.”

“Yes…”
The figure knew that according to Paradise Island, the souls in the world were roughly divided into two types—the genuine holy spirit and the false pseudo-spirit.

Among the genuine holy spirit, it would transform into a demon spirit once it had fallen into darkness. But, in essence, it still evolved from the holy spirit—the place where it was born, Paradise Island, had a unique evaluation agency.

Of course, the assessment of this institution might not be 100% accurate. The previous success rate was about 67.8%, so it wasn’t surprising that the assessment was wrong.

The shadow didn’t feel anything in particular in regards to Roger wasn’t a demon spirit. More so, the shadow felt a little more relaxed because the recovery and preservation of the demon spirit required great care and a lot of effort.

It was naturally best to leave without much difficulty now.

“Supernatural Matters Handling Team, number 03, evacuated.” The shadow whispered again.

It disappeared into the darkness immediately, as if it hadn’t been here. Then, the new corpse was moved in again, and the captain was busy ‘loading things’ into the compartment.
…

“Mr. Billy was shot in a coma?”

Outside the theater, Dr. Franky’s face ashen upon hearing the news. Mr. Billy’s bodyguard told him about it, so naturally, there would be no mistakes to it.

“Doctor, Mr. Billy has been sent to the operating room of the hospital immediately to start the operation. I’ll let someone send you home.” The bodyguard seemed a little indifferent to Dr. Franky.

In fact, the bodyguard himself was injured. At this time, he hadn’t been treated yet. Instead, he had arranged for Dr. Franky’s matters first.

“So… when will he wake up?” Dr. Franky looked around at this time, lowered his voice, and said, “Our discussion with the Leiden Company…”
“Doctor!” The bodyguard’s voice suddenly sank at this time, seemingly irritated. But, he suppressed his emotion in the end, “I understand your obsession with satellite launches, but please also understand Mr. Billy’s current situation! Let’s talk about it after Mr. Billy wakes up! In addition, those Leiden customers seem to have left. I’m afraid they have some displeasure in this negotiation. The conditions we negotiated before may have some deviations. If the other party changes the conditions too much or the price is too high, you’d better be mentally prepared, doctor. After all, our resources are also limited!”

“I understand. Then, can I wait in the hospital until Mr. Billy wakes up?”

“No, I’ll let someone take you home! Also, I have to be treated too. Doctor, goodbye.”

Dr. Franky sighed after seeing the bodyguard leave. He could only head to the driver who had just arrived.

“Doctor, do you want to go home?” Apparently, this driver wasn’t picking up Dr. Franky for the first time. His tone was fairly relaxed, and he asked with a smile.
Dr. Franky shook his head, “No, send me back to the university laboratory. There are a few more sets of data that I want to see.”

The driver complimented, “Doctor, you are such a great person!”

Dr. Franky was silent and simply closed his eyes. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see endless fire, and everything was destroyed in an instant.

Destruction and chaos were everywhere. He knelt on the scene of the explosion alone while everything turned into nothingness.
…

In the command car outside the street, an older man approached at this time.

He was the senate president of the entire country, Prewitt.

The Minister of Security seemed a bit cautious at this time. The power that the old man had in his hands was too great, and the family behind him also had a terrifying influence on the country.

A person like him, who relied on his hard work, had to cherish his career even though he had the ammo to retaliate.
“Senate president, it’s our side doing a poor job to allow Roger to hijack the theater. After I go back, I will rectify the department and clean up all the slacking fellows!” The Security Minister knew that what he said now wasn’t much help, but at least he could show his apologetic attitude.

“What about the president?” Prewitt asked indifferently, sitting under the support of others.

“After the hostage incident was lifted, Mr. President and everyone else in the congress went back home as soon as possible.” The Minister of Security said hurriedly, “After all, it is not safe outside. We don’t know if we have any loose ends.”

“Did they go back, or they didn’t bother to come out at all?” Prewitt asked abruptly.

The Minister of Security was silent. After a brief pause, he quickly diverted the topic, “Senate president, you see you’re injured. Should I arrange someone to send you for an examination right away?”

Prewitt snorted coldly, “No, I have arranged my personal doctor. I came here this time because I want to talk to you about something.”
The Minister of Security nodded and quickly asked the other personnel on the command vehicle to leave. Only himself and the Prewitt Senate President were left, “Anything, sir?”

Prewitt pointed out two fingers, “Two things. Firstly, Jose is dead. The chief position of the Rio Police Department is vacant. I have a few recommended candidates. Please check and see which one is suitable.”

The security minister’s face was slightly ugly. In fact, before the old man’s arrival, several other big shots had also conveyed similar intentions to him.

“Is there a problem? Or, do you also have your candidates? If you already have one, I wouldn’t recommend mine.” Prewitt gave the Minister of Security a kind gaze.

“No, no.” The Minister of Security hurriedly said, “The one who you recommend must be a rare talent. I will consider it carefully. What is the second matter, sir?”

Prewitt squinted his eyes and said, “I heard that four felons were released this time. One of them is Moria, right?”

“He is dead.”