Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth
But the old taxi driver obviously didnât believe those words. He opened the window and doubtfully looked at the man, âSir, if you donât come out, what shall I do? You donât look like a person who can live here. â
The old driver had to doubt him because he was stopped outside the police station!
âWhat did you say? Iâm the master here! Humph!â The man frowned, groaning, âWait.â
Then he directly walked to the column in front of the door, ringing the doorbellâIf he hadnât lost everything, he wouldnât come back by taxi.
He borrowed the phone from the driver on the way, but he couldnât get through to Edgar, which made him uneasy.
The doorbell rang for a long time but nobody responded. The taxi driver got off the car and came to the man, âSir, I think no matter how long you ring, it wonât have any response⦠But you do know thereâs no free taxi in the world?â
âWhat do you want to do?â The man snorted.
Maybe because he was being in a high position for long, this snort made the driverâs face suddenly change and instantly stopped his footsteps.
The man couldnât help sneering because his vigor overwhelmed the driverâs; but at this time, the taxi driver just turned around and harshly ran to his car without a word. He directly backed up, taking a U-turn with high power to leave along the original way.
The man was stunned⦠He didnât expect this adverse change. The man unconsciously turned around; he only saw a white-suit guy with blood all over hanging on the iron gate.
His arms that pierced the iron gate supported his body⦠But his head flapped down with body unmoved.
The man was scared by this. He suddenly knew why the driver left in such a fluster.
The man gather his courage, walking to the gate and holding up the manâs head. Soon, he recognized himâ What happened in the manor?
This was what he urgently wanted to know! The man pushed the gate and found it was unlocked. He hesitated and bit his teeth, taking a pistol from the corpseâs hand, swallowing his saliva, and then slowly stole into the manor.
The man saw a lot of corpses on the wayâ And all of them were his people!
The deluxe villa in the manor seemed very quiet at this time.
The man shouted after he pushed the door open and saw nobody here, âEdgar! Edgar! Are you here? Edgar! Are you here? â
Whompâ!
It seemed to be the sound of something being struck. The man suddenly turned around, and quickly aimed at his front with the pistol, gruffly saying, âWho!â
âAh⦠Young master!â A man holding his arm in the corner slowly stood up, âThanks God, you are fine!â
âOh! A living man here.â The man showed a happy face and quickly came to hold this guy, âTell me what happened hereâ¦â
But before he finished speaking, the familiar voice of his old butler was heard.
âSir! It turns out you are here! â
Edgar hurriedly went down from the corridor. His clothes were very messy, but hairstyle was neat⦠âThank God you are fine! I found the corpses of Efim and his men in the study when I woke up. Sir, did you do this?â
âMe?â The man was totally puzzled, âEdgar, listen to me, these daysâ¦â
âOh! Sir, I donât think it is the time to talk about this.â The old butler sternly said, âI have informed Brubov what happened here. Listen, Mr. Brubov only gave us half an hour to clean up. â
âBrubov?â The man was quite confused, âWait, itâs true that I come to Moscow to cooperate with Brubov. But I havenât seen him!â
âOh! My poor man, didnât you talk with Brubov before the first auction about the plan to kill Efim?â The old butler frowned, âAre you confused due to the grenade explosion just now?â
The man was stupefiedâ¦His intuition told him that there were some strange things he couldnât explain. He wanted to speak and try to know what had happened.
But just at this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy.
Many scenes flashed across his eyesâ like a 120-frame film.
Then the man fell into a coma.
âSir! Sir!Sir!! â
â¦
The pain on his face made Yelgo wake up. At the moment he opened his eyes, a familiar face appeared in his sight.
âMr. Victor!â Yelgo happily grabbed Victorâs arm, âGreat! Youâre all right! Iâve been looking for you all the time! Where did they imprison you?!â
Victor was stunned and subconsciously thoughtâ The men of this manor didnât tell Yelgo his whereabouts, but just confined him.
âCalm down.â Victor patted Yelgoâs shoulder, âLetâs leave it alone. Now, can you tell me what happened here?â
âOh! I donât know either. It seemed to be an attack, and I escaped from the chaos. I was going to look for you! âYelgo recalled, âMr. Victor, many weapons are hidden here and lots of people died! I think we should call up the teams as soon as possible⦠â
âYelgo!â Victor yelled with a little loud voice, âTalk about it later. You only need to tell me whatâs going on with this guy?â
Victor reached out his finger and pointed.
Yelgo turned his focus; he found a corpse lying in this very disordered room.
A mummy-like gray body with black blood bleeding from the mouth and blood vessels appearing on the face looked extremely terrifying!
He was⦠the killer!
Yelgo clearly remembered something happened before⦠This guy became extremely horrific after he injected something into his own body. Yelgo didnât know what this guy injected, but obviously it was not a good thing!
But⦠Why did this guy die?
Yelgo was scared, because he knew he had instinctively entered an unknown state due to the extremely dangerous situation.
Once he went into this state, he would lose his mind and couldnât remember what he had done⦠âDid I kill this guy with the terrible power when I lost my mind?â
Yelgo looked at the obvious scratches on this guy⦠Maybe⦠He could only draw this conclusion.
It was difficult for Yelgo to deny such a conclusion, when he thought the time he lost his mind and destroy something.
âDid you kill this guy?â Victor frowned and asked.
Yelgo hesitated, âI think⦠Maybe yes, I donât remember clearly. Sir, you know, I fainted, I canât remember it.â
âWell done.â Victor nodded, but he suddenly said, âBut donât talk about this corpse with anyone else, or write it down in the report. Iâll clear it⦠In a word, keep this corpse a secret. â
Seeing Victorâs solemn face, Yelgo hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
He climbed up, âWell, Mr. Victor, what have they done to you?â
Victor smiled and looked at the young man, who was really concerned about him. He softly said, âThatâs OK, everything has been worked out.â
âWorked out??â
â¦
When Yelgo went out of the room, he found there were many policemen in this manor⦠But in his memory there were lost of corpses.
Now there were only four corpses in the hall of this villa.
Only one of the four was the staff of this manor⦠And he was just a gardener. As for the other three, they were Efim and two gunmen who had brought Efim away.
What the hell happened?
Yelgo was stunnedâ¦
â¦
âAre you feeling better now?â
Vicar helped Vera to walk in a grove far from the manor. He found a stream there, and let Vera have a restâ In fact he dying of exhaustion, because this physical work was terrible to a keyboard master.
âIâm OK.â
Vera nodded and recovered a little strength.
Vicar became relieved, and sat on the grass, âI heard the warning siren just now, maybe the police came. But fortunately we were fast in leaving, or else we would have got into trouble!â
âThank you, Iâll increase your salary.â Vera smiled and extended her fist.
Vicar also extended his fist and gently knocked on Veraâs; they smiled at each other.
âOh, get me some water, I want to wipe the pigments on my face.â Vera asked.
Though Vicar knew his boss Miss Vera loved beauty, now Vicar couldnât help talking, âDear Vera, thereâs no pigments on your face, but just a little dust.â
âNo?â Vera was astonished.
She unconsciously touched her face, and felt the discomfort and rough sense from pigments, âAre you sure? I mean white pigments!â
âNo!â
Vera frowned, then she quickly relaxed and happily said with her eyes squinted, âHa, I think I know how they mysteriously stole âThe Nameless Maidenâ from the art gallery.â
âAh? Are you still thinking about this?â
Vicarâ¦Vicar rolled his eyes.