Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 977: Chapter 21: Administrator and Authority Bearer

Fear belongs to Han Bingjiang, but surprise is shared between Song Haoran and Song Ying.

All along, from Miss Joanne in a white dress, they had understood the course of events—the matter of the ring, the incidents of jumping between different spaces in time.

Song Haoran and Song Ying initially believed there were only two Joannes here—one with a sweatshirt and one in white—but at this moment, a third Joanne unmistakably appeared before them, and this Joanne was with Luo Qiu!

Perhaps because Miss Joanne in a white dress had caught up, and Joanne next to Luo Qiu had also arrived, that Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt’s attention was diverted, allowing the extremely tense Han Bingjiang to seize the opportunity, moving the Joanne’s hand holding the fork aside, and fiercely headbutting her face.

The attack worked, and Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt was suddenly pushed away by Han Bingjiang.

But Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt quickly stood up again. This time she didn’t move, only frowned and looked to her sides—as for Han Bingjiang, he was in terror, pressing his body against the tunnel wall, while also watching his sides—and in front of him.

Three Joannes appeared before him, causing Han Bingjiang’s brain to nearly be unable to process all the information instantly received.

His face turned pale, always feeling dazzled, but after rubbing his eyes hard, everything still remained, and he murmured to himself, “Crazy… crazy!”

“Which one are you?” Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt spoke calmly, not minding Han Bingjiang immediately, but rather watched the Joanne next to Luo Qiu in plaid, puzzling, “Why is there one more?”

The Joanne next to Luo Qiu stood there, as if unable to respond, foolishly, she seemed afraid, slightly shifting her ankle back.

Then Luo Qiu suddenly said, “The outfit you’re wearing right now is actually what she took off. Do you understand now?”

Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt was momentarily stunned, her gaze fixed on the red plaid shirt Joanne, but her head tilted sideways—suddenly, Joanne in a sweatshirt shouted angrily, “Impossible! Absolutely impossible! She’s already dead! Even an immortal couldn’t save her!!”

“Nothing is impossible.” Luo Qiu said calmly, “Just as in ordinary people’s minds, it’s impossible for all three of you to appear here simultaneously. You are not sisters, much less twin sisters, but independent individuals, each of you being a recognized Joanne in your respective spaces. Yet, you’re all gathered here.”

Luo Qiu seemed to know something, perhaps learned from the Joanne in a red plaid shirt next to him, or perhaps for some other reason.

No matter the reason, it seemed clearer than what Song Ying had learned from Miss Joanne in a white dress… Song Ying looked at Luo Qiu with slight unfamiliarity; even in the face of such incredulous events, could he remain so composed?

Including Song Haoran, at this moment, he looked at Luo Qiu with slight surprise and seemed to be pondering something—the night before returning to Hua Country, Song Haoran had a simple conversation with his father, where he learned from him about Mr. Blind’s assessment of Luo Qiu.

—Roughly all the unbelievable things happening to him were fate, were naturally so.

That’s the answer Mr. Blind gave after pondering for a long time when Song Haoran, bored on the plane, asked him about it.

So is this composure also naturally so?

Song Haoran licked his lips, and as he looked at Luo Qiu, his curiosity grew stronger.

Perhaps sensing Song Haoran’s gaze, Luo Qiu casually looked over, causing Song Haoran’s heart to skip—a sudden reminder of the eyes of the giant python he had seen years ago during an expedition in the Golden Kingdom, and the gaze of the golden god statue guarded by that python in the temple.

“The time is almost up.” Luo Qiu suddenly said, “So, will you leave separately, or let me take action? Because of the relationship between the three of you existing simultaneously, the space I am in has already begun to show some disorder.”

“Time-space disorder?” Song Haoran seemed to catch onto something after snapping out of the memories and the intertwining gaze with Luo Qiu, asking subconsciously.

Luo Qiu smiled at Song Haoran, a light shining like a comet, with a will as solid as rock. He nodded slightly, “Haven’t you noticed anything around here yet?”

“Around here…” Song Haoran paused.

Everyone, whether Han Bingjiang or the three different Joannes, subconsciously looked around. And indeed… it was eerily quiet.

Tranquility in the deep night is very normal, yet here… this is the airport! One of Hua Country’s busiest airports, and it could become so quiet?

Empty of people!

Apart from those involved, the surroundings were empty of people!

Whether in the hallways, nearby shops, even under the circular corridor and escalators, at this moment, they had all stopped moving… the whole world seemed to be left with just them.

“Where are the people?” Song Ying looked horror-stricken at her surroundings, the sudden plunge into a dead silence felt absolutely creepy, “All disappeared?”

“It’s not the people disappearing.” Luo Qiu shook his head, “It’s just us momentarily leaving normalcy… Rest assured, this is essentially still the space we’re in, only we’re in a world resembling a mirror.”

“Mirror?” Song Haoran repeated once.

“Reflection, you can understand it that way too.” Luo Qiu amplified, “It’s my first time encountering this place, so I did some research at the start… sorry for being a bit late.”

“Something like a Different Dimension Space?” Song Haoran could only respond based on his understanding.

“You can think of it that way,” Luo Qiu coolly replied, “There’s no need to dwell too much… in the world, many mysterious disappearing individuals, with different names in different places, like ‘hidden by gods’, ‘lost’, they often vanish from one place and suddenly appear elsewhere, crossing unimaginable distances. They actually achieve this through the mirror space of time.”

A thought flickered in Song Haoran’s mind, he suddenly asked, “That woman’s teleportation just now, was it through this mirror space?”

Saying so, Song Haoran directly looked at Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt, only to find her silent, uncertain of her thoughts, but somewhat calmer.

“After all, compared to jumping through different spaces, coming and going between mirrors and reality is more convenient,” Luo Qiu replied, also turning to Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt, “and saves more time, correct?”

“You…” Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt frowned at Luo Qiu, “You’re not from this space? Why do you know so much? Even more than I do…”

“No, I don’t come from other spaces,” Luo Qiu replied calmly, “I mentioned earlier, it’s my first time entering a mirrored space, couldn’t help but study it a bit, hence the late arrival.”

“Humph, what did you find out?” Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt suddenly asked, carrying a cold sneer.

But at this moment, Song Ying quickly said, “Be careful Luo Qiu, this woman is crazy! She can teleport.”

“I believe the ring on Miss Joanne’s hand also cannot be used anymore,” Luo Qiu waved his hand signaling for Song Ying not to worry, “otherwise she could use its power to directly leave this mirror world.”

With those words, Miss Joanne in a sweatshirt’s gaze became cold and hostile.

“No wonder, no wonder!” At this moment, Han Bingjiang fearfully looked at Hoodie Qiao An, his voice almost attracting everyone: “No wonder those guys said they couldn’t find you in the video… it turns out to be like this! You’re shuttling back and forth between here and reality, evading surveillance, and then framing me! You… you vicious woman!”

“Who is more noble than whom? Han Bingjiang… haven’t you done any guilty deeds in this world?” Hoodie Qiao An sneered coldly: “Can you dare to say that you’ve never done anything illegal? Often enough, with a job like yours. For attention, for fame, full of lies, nonsense… do you think you’re a good person?”

Han Bingjiang was red-faced, yet being surrounded by people, he was no longer afraid of the madwoman, and immediately mocked: “No matter what I do, I haven’t cruelly killed people like you!”

“Hahaha!!” Hoodie Qiao An couldn’t help but laugh, “I ended someone’s life, and you… ended someone’s livelihood. Compared to me, do you think your sins are lighter? Han Bingjiang, do you know why you came to this airport today?”

Han Bingjiang was stunned… why did he come to this airport?

Initially, it was because he received the information that actress Qiao An privately dated a boyfriend and planned to bring him home to meet her parents… He suddenly widened his eyes, incredulous: “That anonymous intel, was it you… who provided it?”

“Are there really coincidences in this world?” Hoodie Qiao An laughed coldly: “I remember planning to become this dimension’s Qiao An, naturally needed to pave the way for myself nicely… Blame it on your fame, Han Bingjiang… scum, beast, trash! No matter in which dimension, you are nauseating! Like a stinking bug, dying is not worth pitying!”

“Bitch!!!”

“I once snipped it.” Unexpectedly, Hoodie Qiao An smiled eerily and said: “In another dimension, I snipped it off… snipped off your manhood.”

“I’ll kill you!!” At this moment, Han Bingjiang’s eyes were bloodshot, he went berserk and charged at Hoodie Qiao An!

But just at that moment, Hoodie Qiao An’s body magically disappeared, making Han Bingjiang lunge into thin air! His body continued to move forward by inertia, yet simultaneously, Han Bingjiang felt an acute pain from his back!

After disappearing, Hoodie Qiao An reappeared in place, immediately thrusting the fork in her hand into Han Bingjiang’s spine!

Ah—!!!

Han Bingjiang screamed miserably, collapsing entirely to the ground.

At this moment, Song Haoran slightly whistled, muttering: “This woman indeed hid a final move… truly a ruthless character.”

After falling to the ground, Han Bingjiang painfully turned himself over, but at this time, Hoodie Qiao An already had crazily stabbed the fork at Han Bingjiang’s chest!

Ah—!!!

The fork plunged straight in!

At this moment, Hoodie Qiao An crazily grimaced, gripping the fork with both hands, repeatedly stabbing through Han Bingjiang’s chest and abdomen!

Blood splattered, spraying onto her cheeks, onto her lips, it was a color more vivid than any lipstick.

“Die die die die die die die die die die!!”

“Ah ah!!! Someone save me!! Save me!! Save me!!! I’ll do anything!! Save me… ah!!!!”

With each piercing of the fork, Han Bingjiang’s body would instinctively convulse!

At this moment, the pain made his neck stiffen, his whole head desperately tilted back, his eyes completely wide open, as if held by something, tears swarming out, his palms stretching forward, trembling in the anguish of screams!

This was a very brutal and bloody way to kill!

The bloodiness even made the red plaid shirted Qiao An next to Luo Qiu suddenly cover her mouth, making a vomiting gesture, she uncomfortably held onto Luo Qiu’s shoulder, “What should we do… he, he will die…”

“Do you want to save him.” Luo Qiu suddenly asked.

Red-dressed Qiao An’s eyes slightly wavered, “No matter what… it’s also a life.”

“Even if this man is planning to destroy your life as Qiao An?” Luo Qiu calmly asked: “If without accident, this man is just about to ruin your current star path, destroy your life… of course, there may be some variables that prevent this from succeeding in the end. But it doesn’t change the fact that he intended to gain benefits through such means. So, facing him like this, are you willing to save him?”

Red-dressed Qiao An slightly parted her lips, wanting to speak but hesitating, “I… I…”

She looked again at Han Bingjiang, watching the man whose struggle gradually lessened under torture, until eventually he no longer struggled… she still didn’t utter a word.

“It’s a pity, you don’t have that intention.” Luo Qiu said calmly.

“Even if… even if I want to save him, I couldn’t, right? He… he can’t be saved anymore.” Red-dressed Qiao An bit her lip at this moment, “Already… can’t be saved anymore!”

“Perhaps you are also right.” Luo Qiu suddenly said: “At least to change the designated death of Han Bingjiang here, the cost to require is a bit excessive…”

As he spoke, Luo Qiu suddenly lifted his head, gazing into the air.

Faint light, faint sound.

All around seemed to bring the sound of all things.

As the halo gleamed across everyone’s eyes, instinctively, they looked up, in the midair, light blue rays were gathering.

A girl looking about eleven or twelve years old, with smooth and silky deep blue long hair.

Her figure was graceful and light, wearing a deep blue gorgeous gown.

She closed her eyes, her gentle blue long hair slightly spread open in the air.

Finally, the girl slowly opened her eyes, her pupils presenting a deep blue sea-like appearance.

“Universal Wisdom Manager A Lai Ye, Number 003.”

The girl’s voice was enchanting, and she looked toward Luo Qiu, “Nice to meet you, Honorable Origin Authority Holder.”