Trafford's Trading Club-Novel

The residents here had always called this place ’paradise’---because it was an ideal country.

On the other side of the mountain, only the believers of the Lord could live there. They hoped that they would be blessed by God in the future.

Similarly, since only the identified talents could live there; they didn’t know there were many large buildings that they’d never seen on the other side of the mountain---Hidden underground buildings.

In this place, there was also a person called the head managing this ’paradise’.

The hanged man, the priestess, tower, temperance, pope, wheel of fortune, etc. These people named after the tarot cards, gathered again.

This was the first gathering ever since the command to secretly return last time... So many people with the name of Tarot gathered here.

"Everybody, we have lost contact with Kuck." The Fool said slowly. There was only a simple pattern of a man in a funny dress holding a white rose revealing on the screen.

"Kuck... Shouldn’t he be on standby? What about Xiang Liu?"

"We can’t contact him either." The Fool said indifferently, "But considering that even Kuck is missing, it can be assumed that Xiang Liu has betrayed the contract."

"Kuck is very careful and we have secretly issued orders to monitor Xiang Liu..."

The Fool suddenly said, "Do you remember a few months ago, we lost the goods and Scorpio was also ’visited’?"

They all fell silent at once.

The Fool said, "Coincidently, Kuck and Xiang Liu are also in that city... What are your opinions?"

At this point, a voice said slowly, "First of all, we have to know whether Kuck is alive or dead; before that, maintain the original decision and suspend activities around the world... There is another thing, many of our outer organizations have been destroyed. Obviously someone is dealing with us."

"Is that guy called Avenger?" Another man called Pope said, "I know about this. Priestess, you are in charge of intelligence, haven’t you figured out the origins of this Avenger?"

The Priestess said, "This Avenger is currently concentrating in the Middle East. According to the report on the Avenger, I speculate that the Avenger is likely to be Jessica, who has been missing for months."

"It’s her..."

"It turned out to be her..."

"Can Jessica destroy our outer organizations alone? Or is she really totally committed to the Interpol organization? Since the last time she betrayed them, many of our hidden people have been killed secretly..."

The Priestess said indifferently, "No, she should be alone. According to the survivor’s account, the Avenger may know how to use electricity... This is the only photo."

On the screen of the Priestess, a picture that was not very clear appeared suddenly.

In this picture, a woman in black tight-fitting leather opened her hands and some blue-violet arcs were wrapping around her... Many people fell to the ground.

"Well... Did Jessica join the development plan about new humans before?" Suddenly a voice rang.

The Fool said, "She is not in the plan. According to the information, she was just a common person without latent talent... Well, one more thing. The call that Scorpio received was sent from Jessica’s mobile phone."

"She bought the ability."

"It’s the only possibility... The Club!"

"But we don’t know if this ability will grow and how strong it is."

"You can’t let the Avenger continue messing around with our outer organizations... I suggest using the power of the judgment team to clear this variable."

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"In addition, we have to send someone to the city to investigate the movements of Kuck and Xiang Liu. The news reports about a sky hole and a vision of flowers blooming all together... This should not be a natural anomaly."

"Who can go there?"

"Let the person who inherited the name of Nero go."

"Agreed."

The place became quiet again.

...

Evening had not arrived yet, hence the nightclub with its luxurious doors was not officially opened. But there were already employees who were busy preparing for business that night.

For example, the manager of the nightclub---Manager Dai.

Manager Dai was counting money carefully one by one at this moment.

Finally, Manager Dai took out a stack of three thousand on the table and pushed it out. "Come on, five thousand, you can have a count."

"No, I trust you." After picking up these five thousand, Hong Guan smiled with gratefulness.

It was common for a singer like him to work without getting paid. Some nightclub owners may count different fees to cut down the reward... Some even didn’t want to pay back their debt.

"OK." Manager Dai said indifferently, "If you don’t count, I will not be responsible for it after you leave."

"Okay." Hong Guan nodded. "Then let me have a look..."

Hong Guan took the money and asked suddenly, "Oh, Manager Dai, have you seen Cheng Yiran these days?"

"That guy!" Manager Dai shook his head, but sighed, "I was looking for him, but I haven’t found him. He didn’t answer the phone too, f*ck!"

"Manager Dai... Are you looking for him for something?" Hong Guan looked slightly worried, "Did he do anything wrong?"

After that night where they had a falling out with each other. Hong Guan tried to contact Cheng Yiran, but he failed.

He also thought of going to Cheng Yiran’s home after receiving the money.

"It is nothing." Manager Dai shook his head. "But if you can find him, just do me a favor to tell me...Well, tell him that I still want him to come back!"

"Come back to the stage?" Hong Guan gave a start. "Didn’t he almost messed up the stage last time?"

"Don’t you know what happened after that?"

Manager Dai stunned, "That guy came back later in the evening. He played the guitar on stage and sang. My god, the scene suddenly exploded like dynamite. My guests all got so excited!"

"Oh?" Hong Guan was surprised.

He was probably the one who knew the most about Cheng Yiran. He was really unable to believe that Cheng Yiran could inspire the audience with his singing.

"Could it be that those who had drank would be excited at whatever they listened at that time?"

"I’m telling you the truth."

Manager Dai shrugged, "Is he your brother? You should know more than me... Oh, yes, if you can find him I will pay you some!"

Hong Guan did not say anything, he left with doubts from the back door of the nightclub.

While walking in the alley, he felt that he had stepped on something. He stopped at once, looking down... it was a tag.

A piece of a tag that was strung on a necklace.

Hong Guan picked it up and wiped it with his hands... It was Cheng Yiran’s tag. Hong Guan was sure about it, because he also had the same one.

Hong Guan took his own tag out of the collar, falling silent.

This was what they had when they created the band.

They agreed that these tags were their symbols.

"Yiran..."

But he found that he had no reason. After all...he asked to dissolve the band. Hong Guan shook his head and sighed. Today... he was not in the mood to go to Cheng Yiran’s home; he chose to go to his wife in the hospital.

...

His wife was Jin Ziyao. He met her when he sang in a nightclub.

At that time, she was just a college student. No one knew the exact reason but she fell in love with the poor boy, and then they got married... There was not even a wedding banquet.

In the past few years after marriage, they still lived in a small rented house.

She was not beautiful, but she was the woman who made Hong Guan give up his illusory dream and returned to reality, to look for a job to support his family.

Hong Guan opened the door of the hospital ward--- this was a shared ward with many people. Hong Guan came to his wife’s bed carefully to avoid waking up the other pregnant women.

His wife was weaving something, like a sweater.

"Didn’t I tell you not to do these troublesome things?" Hong Guan sat down and frowned with worry.

"I am free anyway." His wife Jin Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Have you received the salary today?"

Hong Guan nodded, "Well, it was very quick this time. Now, let us wait for our baby!"

After saying this, he touched his wife, Jin Xiaoyao’s, round belly, smiling dumbly.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ziyao suddenly said, "Hong Guan, are you hiding anything from me?"

"No?" Hong Guan said, "I cannot hide anything from your sharp eyes, ever."

"You are always so mischievous."

Jin Xiaoyao rolled her eyes and then took a book out of the bedside table drawer... It should be a magazine. She opened it in front of Hong Guan and laughed, "Then what is this?"

Hong Guan gave a start, looking at the book subconsciously.

It was published in the entertainment magazine, a news about a new star debuting, and Hong Guan saw a familiar face among these newcomers.

Cheng Yiran!

New star debuting!

"Your buddy has finally debuted! Such a happy thing! But you didn’t tell me in the first instance, did you?"

"I..." Hong Guan paused. "I was afraid of your excitement would impact our baby."

"Is there such a statement?"

Jin Ziyao rolled her eyes again. "But...It was not easy for your brother. He has finally come to the world stage. Oh, how did he get that? Did he participate in any shows... Um! Did you also take part in such a show? And then you lost, so you didn’t dare to tell me? Right?"

Hong Guan’s mood was a bit complicated, but he didn’t explain anything. He said, "What if I say yes? He was chosen but I failed. Do you think that I am a useless husband?"

Jin Ziyao looked at Hong Guan for a long while, then she suddenly asked, "Am I hungry?"

"I don’t think so?"

"Do I not have a bed while giving birth?"

"Yes, you have! I would never let you not have a bed even if I have to sell blood!"

"Will you wrong me?"

"No!"

"Then who said that you are useless?"

Jin Ziyao gently hugged Hong Guan, "I know, you will also have a day when you shine. I will wait quietly during that time."

Hong Guan’s nose soured.

How could the dream... be compared with the woman in front of him?