Xing Ze and John waited in the dilapidated warehouse for half an hour but did not wait for the famous detective to come.
"He tricked us!" John kicked away a rotten iron bucket on the ground.
"Unless he doesn't want to be in this business anymore." Xing Ze said with a serious face, "The message he sent to A, A asked you to come to see him. No detective will take pleasure in the client."
Seeing Xing Ze acting so serious, John immediately realized something was wrong. He asked, "What did you smell?"
"These words make me like a dog." Xing Ze replied as he strode outside. "Simple reasoning, he changed the meeting place. Judging from your description, Frank is a conceited and arrogant person.
.
"People like him rarely change their habits unless there are external factors. In addition, you also said that he will only contact the client when he finds major clues."
"So?" John asked suspiciously when he saw Xing Ze stop.
"Why did a arrogant detective who usually arranges meetings in bars and cafes suddenly change to this remote dock warehouse? Because he is in extreme danger, J.
"Although I don't know exactly what threatened him, it must be related to what he found. Do you know where his office is?"
John shook his head, "Don't look at me like that, kid. He never told me, and I don't want to know."
"Okay, then let's go back to the police station. Burke must know."
"Still driving?"
"No, we have to hurry up." After saying that, Xing Ze used Apparition and disappeared.
"Ah, it's terrible." John sighed, "Why do things always go to the worst when encountering you? Couldn't it be that stupid detective who drowned himself in the bathtub?"
But complaining was a complaint, and John still followed Xing Ze.
The old records room on the ground floor of Merseyside Police Station.
When Burke saw Xing Ze and John returning, he asked, "Have you seen him? It's faster than I thought."
"It's a pity that Mr. Detective let us go."
Hearing Xing Ze's words, Burke exclaimed in disbelief: "This is impossible. Although Frank behaves a bit erratically, he would never make such a joke in a serious matter."
"This is also what we are worried about." Xing Ze said.
Burke understood immediately, "Damn it, you think something happened to him?"
"Tell me his office address and home address."
Burke took out his wand and clicked on the archive directory, and the pages turned automatically. When it stopped, Burke looked at it, then removed one of the papers and handed it to Xing Ze.
"It's all up there."
Xing Ze took it and looked at it, then quickly walked out of the archives room with John. He remembered that there was a detailed map of Liverpool on the first floor of the police station.
He walked to the map, took out his wand and whispered a spell. John silently cast a covering spell.
According to Burke, this city map is also a magic map, and only a simple spell is needed to quickly understand Liverpool's magic transportation system.
"We're lucky that there's a Floo point near his office."
After confirming the route there, Xing Ze moved his magic wand to change the map back to its original state. John removed the concealment spell and asked in a low voice: "How confident are you that he can still be alive?"
"It depends on how important the information he unearths is. But judging from those four corpses, the detective is probably in trouble."
"Another complicated case, right?"
Xing Ze walked towards the outside of the police station, "If it were simple, A wouldn't let me investigate."
When they walked out of the police station, they happened to bump into Ruiben who was returning from patrol. Seeing Xing Ze in a hurry, the black police superintendent came up and asked: "What did you find, sir?"
"Not sure yet. Does the senior superintendent also need to patrol the streets?"
Ruiben glanced at John and replied with a smile: "Just to prevent myself from getting rusty."
After that, he stretched out his hand towards John and said, "Ribben Woflin."
"J." John held the superintendent's hand, "I like your uniform."
"Thanks."
"Is the Jiuting Street area under your control?" Xing Ze interjected and asked.
The superintendent shook his head and replied: "No. Where are you going?"
"Yes."
"Take my car. I have many acquaintances there."
John smiled and said: "No need, sir. We have our own methods, but we can't take you with us."
"Oh." The superintendent understood, "Then I'll drive over and give me an address."
Xing Ze told him the address, and then went to the nearest Floo network with John.
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"What a smart move." Edwin sighed, "You have directly become our investor, which means that whether you participate or not, you will be related to us."
Ellie smiled. She still remembered the shocked expression on her father's face. The last time he showed this expression was after he learned that she had applied to join the Key Hall.
Although Ellie felt very sorry for her father by doing this, she never wanted to live according to his wishes and waited until she was of the right age to find a well-matched man to marry and become another cornerstone of the Shafiq family.
When she thought of this, she shivered with fear. Not even the dream objects in Ravenska Village had ever brought her such intense fear.
Yes, she was afraid of becoming a soulless puppet, one of those portraits hanging on the stairs and walkways in the manor.
"Have any of you met Xing Ze this summer?" In order to ease her mood, Ellie changed the topic. She didn't know why she directed the topic to the straight man.
"He went on a home visit." Pochi, who came to serve tea, answered Ellie's question.
"Home visit?" Ellie looked at Reko and Edwin in confusion, "Do you know?"
The poet spread his hands and said: "I don't know. But it sounds very similar to his style. No one will do such a thankless thing these days."
Ellie nodded and said: "Okay, let's not mention him. Does John want you to investigate?"
"An ancient book called The Serpent's Tooth." Edwin said, "We did some research and found out that this book is a treasure of the Slytherin family. Salazar Slytherin left it to
The Gaunt family.
"But you also know that the Gaunt family no longer exists, and the book has disappeared with it. We want to see if we can find the whereabouts of the book. In my personal opinion, the Gaunt family probably sold it
To some antique buyer. After all, according to rumors, they just sold the table and chairs."
"What is that book about?"
Reko took over and said: "Under investigation. But..."
"But what?" The moment she asked this question, Ellie understood. "Is it related to dreams again?"