Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth
The sunlight shone and dispersed in the room. Veraâs eyelids fluttered slightly and then opened.
She breathed in the air of a new day⦠Her body still felt uncomfortable, but her current mood seemed good.
When she sat up and stretched herself hard, she saw a small black card on the edge of the pillow.
It was playing-card size, like the one used by her to play card tricks.
Vera frowned, she didnât remember ever customizing such a prop⦠but she didnât pay any more attention to it.
She got through another night of the full moon, which was good enough for her to be happy for over one month, until the next night of full moon arrived.
So her fingers gripped the black card, and threw it out subconsciously, as if it were a playing cardâ It flew out, stopped when it hit the wall; and slid down the wall. Finally, it became one of the many items in this room.
Vera shook her head with wry smile while looking at the current appearance of the room⦠She didnât want to make trouble, so she had to ask some worker to fix the broken part of this room before she left the place she rented.
Vera walked out of the room with a quilt wrapped around her body.
She saw Vicar first.
Vera shook her head. She saw Vicar sitting opposite to her at a place two-meters away from the door, with a fruit knife in his hand.
Now, he was dozing off.
Vera walked over to him, foot kicked the stool leg. The shock had Vicar suddenly woke up, and the fruit knife fell down and made a loud noise, âVera! You woke up. Howâs everything going?â
Vicar got up hurriedly.
Vera lightly said, âIf there are some delicious foods for breakfast, I think I will be better.â
âOh! Wait for a second. If you want to eat, how I wish I could give you all the food in the refrigerator!â Vicar said with an exaggerated look, âSo long as you donât eat me!â
Vera rolled her eyes, and showed Vicar one-finger salute.
âBy the way, did you get me to the bed?â Vera turned on the TV and asked Vicar later, who was cooking breakfast.
âHow dare I!â Vicar shook his head, âWere you conscious of climbing into the bed this time?â
Vera shook her head, âI canât remember⦠probably.â
Vera had been absent-minded for a split second⦠She seemed to remember that she fell down the floor, and vaguely⦠heard some weird sounds.
After breakfast, Vera looked at Vicar and said, âGet your tools ready. This evening, Iâm going to visit Efimâs âfortressâ.â
âToday?â Vicar was shocked, âAre you sure? But you need to take a rest now.â
âIâve already recovered, Iâll probably make a full recovery this noon.â Vera said indifferently, âIâm not that healthy, but at least I should be a little better than ordinary people⦠just take it as loosening my bones and muscles!â
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âBoss, Mr. Victor is coming.â
His henchmen sent him into the buildingâEfim was viewed by Victor at the moment when the lift door opened.
âHahaha! Dear Victor, Iâve been waiting for you for a long time.â
The hearty laughter and Efimâs sincere smile gave Victor an illusion, that he was meeting an old friend, who he hadnât seen for dozens of years.
âForgive me for coming to visit you in the evening because of the trivial matters at the police station.â Victor laughed.
Efim walked forward and embraced him heartily; and then hand on his shoulder and took him into the room, saying with passion, âI just opened a bottle of good wine. Itâs what I bought from an auction last year in Sotheby, Italy. You should have a try!â
âOh, really?â Victor smiled, âThatâs worth having a taste, or else I wonât have any chances in my life later on.â
âHahahaha!â Efim laughed, âNo, you have more opportunities in the future! If you like, you cannot only taste these wines, but also have the ability to become one of the purchasers of these wines!â
Victor laughed without words.
As Efim opened the bottle, he said, âIâm 54 now. And I started to make a living when I was 13 years old. Do you know whatâs the reason for me to make a living in the beginning?â
âI would be glad to hear it.â
âA pair of leather shoes.â Efim recalled the history, âAt that time, the entire country was concentrating on developing military affairs⦠Military developed, but other fields collapsed. At that time I was in university. You know, in winter, I could only wear a pair of worn boots and was the mockery of the whole class; so since then, I swear that I must be capable enough to get what I want.â
Victor said calmly, âNow, Mr. Efim has owned a large amount of wealth that ordinary people cannot imagine.â
Efim laughed loud, âLetâs have a drink and stop talking about unpleasant things! Letâs talk about something else after drinking!â
Victor squinted his eyes, âIsnât Mr. Efim too happy today? Donât forget that youâre in a bad situation now.â
âNo ⦠greater returns always hides at back of a worse situation.â Efim patted Victorâs shoulder and said, âCome with me!â
He took Victor to the central area of the living roomâ a âThe Nameless Maidenâ was placed on the central table quietly.
It was placed lying down.
âAs a Muscovite, I think you must know what the picture is.â Efim said with smile.
Victor glanced at it, nodding before sighing with emotion, âIt cost 260 million Euros. This world is too crazy. But, Mr. Efim, are you showing me the painting just for showing off?â
âNo! Iâm going to send this picture to you.â Efim suddenly said, âAnd I can tell you, this is the real one!â
Victor frowned.
He didnât know what âthe real oneâ meant⦠as if there was a fake about.
In the video Urey sent him, it didnât mention the details of the paintingâ but only revealed that the painting had been purchased by Efim secretly.
âThe Nameless Maidenâ was the same as a treasure handed down from ancient times, and could be regarded as a national treasure.
Efimâs behavior committed crime of scalping relics in private, which was a hard crime to escape.
âWhat do you want me to do?â But at the same time, he was keenly aware that Efim had other purposes.
Efim said then, âHow did your subordinate film or get the video about this?â
Victor shook his head, âI canât act rashly and alert the enemy⦠of course, before confirming Mr. Efimâs cooperative willingness.â
Efim rubbed his hands and nodded, âYouâre right. You should be careful. However, I donât need your answer, because I know where the video came out from.â
âOh?â
âNow itâs the time for you to show that you are capable enough to be the head of the police station.â Efim sneered, âNow that this painting has appeared in someoneâs home. Even if that person denies pleading guilty, he cannot get rid of the crimes of possession of national treasures, correct?â
Victor calmly asked, âWhoâs the other party?â
Efim told him slowly, âHe used to be an exiled guy who called himself ânobleâ⦠As of now, heâs doing illegal business⦠In the last decade, his family made a fortune by in firearms smuggling. They should be hiding in Morocco, but nobody knows why they came to Moscow recently⦠You know how developed the river transport is in this city!â
Victor seemed to understand Efimâs plan.
It was what he expected.
Efim sneered now, âGetting back a stolen national treasure, and even arresting the successor of this family that is running a weapons smuggling business⦠Oh, dear Victor, do you like this gift?â