Frank's residence is in a mid-to-high-end apartment building in the business district. Compared with his office, his residence is quite spacious.
There was a troublesome police officer guarding the door of the apartment, but he was quickly eliminated by a sleeping spell. Xing Ze pulled up a chair and let him collapse on it.
"Berk should send more people." John said, "Since there are magic circles and spells here."
Xing Ze didn't think anything of it. He reached out and turned on the light in the room and said, "Burke has his own plans, and I am very interested in him. Tell me about him, J."
John shrugged his shoulders, "There's nothing to say. Like Benson, he was originally an Auror. After going through some things, he was recruited by the Key Hall. He has been working in the Key Hall since then.
"As you can see, he is getting old, so he retired here and became a liaison officer. Whether it is the Key Office or the Ministry of Magic, they will place personnel in important Muggle departments to facilitate grasping important information at the first time.
information..."
"Like when are they going to launch missiles at us?"
John smiled and took out the wine from his pocket, "Absolutely. Look, the blood mark."
Xing Ze looked at the bookshelf used to hide the compartments. There was a half-blood fingerprint on the side of the shelf. He sniffed and said, "Did you smell it?"
"What? Whiskey?"
"The smell of Heliotrope poison still hasn't dissipated."
John put away the flask and smelled the surroundings vigorously. There was indeed some faint smell of Heliotrope poison in the air, but it was not obvious anymore.
"You really have a dog nose."
Xing Ze walked into the cubicle and turned on the light in the room. He saw various magic circles and mantras covering the wall.
Although John had no ability in reasoning, his knowledge in magic was much higher than that of Xing Ze. He walked to the middle of the room and walked around, pointing at one of the magic circles and saying: "The magic circle to resist the devil is the castrated version.
"
Then he pointed to another incantation and said: "It covers the magic pattern, but the core incantation is missing. Well, it seems that these people are still very immature in magic knowledge. As for the other ones, especially those painted on
That one at the back of the bookshelf, I have no clue about."
Xing Ze looked carefully at the strange incantations and magic circles. He frowned and said, "They are indeed not very good at magic. But they are very good at dream knowledge."
"Let me guess, boy, are you trying to say that these spells I don't recognize are all related to dreams?"
"Some of them have appeared in Benson's notes." Xing Ze walked to the bookshelf, "The Nodens War Seal can be used to resist powerful dream objects. But...but it is somewhat incomplete."
"Is it possible that you have read all Benson's notes?"
Xing Ze turned his head, with an expression that said otherwise.
"For Merlin's sake, those translations are as thick as bricks. I think you should get a girlfriend or boyfriend."
"Haha, it's very interesting." Xing Ze took out his notes and copied some of the more important spells and magic circles, then tore them off and handed them to John.
"Idwin may be able to know something, take it back and let her see it. Do you still remember Frank mentioning SUE, or anything else that needs attention?"
"SUE?" John stuffed the paper into his pocket, "No. Most of the time he and I met were sarcastic and mocking each other."
Looking at Xing Ze who was deep in thought, John patted him on the back and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you with anything."
"I don't mean to blame you. What's more, the clue is not broken yet, it is just messy now."
"It seems to me that it's broken. Frank's whereabouts are unknown, and his team, if you really mean what you said, are probably lying on West's autopsy table now. And all the information Frank investigated has disappeared.
.”
"There are six people in total, J. But there are only four bodies. Excluding Frank, there is one person."
"But he is also missing."
"Don't forget there is another person."
"kindness?"
"The head chef at Margaret's Restaurant."
John's eyes widened slightly and he said, "He was always present when Frank was talking to that woman. He must know something."
"In addition, Frank has recently been tracking down a person named Kimball. He has been to the underground archives of the police station to check information. I guess it has something to do with this. He also asked Burke to buy a ticket and go to Telford
ticket."
"Telford? I remember it was in south Wales, near the Iron Bridge."
"You know that place?"
"It's very close to the Severn Valley." John took a big sip of wine. "There is a steel bridge, the first bridge made entirely of steel in the UK, just upstream of the valley. So that place is also called the Iron Bridge.
.You know, Benson...
"I see."
John waved his hand and said: "You don't understand, kid. Listen to me, that place is very evil, and anyone who has anything to do with that river valley is bound to be up to no good. I think you still..."
"Abandon the investigation?"
"No, no. Just do it for a show, don't take it too seriously. Investigate for a few days, or two weeks, and then tell A that you failed. He will definitely find someone else to continue."
Xing Ze shook his head and said, "Do you know A?"
"No, but I don't want to know either."
"But we all know one thing, he doesn't like useless people."
"That's why I have to try my best to get more support from the Ministry of Magic."
"This is your job." Xing Ze said, "My job is to prevent him from affecting us in a short time, so that you can complete your work."
"You could die."
"Maybe. Given the last investigation, the situation was far worse than this one. I think I can get through it."
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." John compromised, "But don't forget, if you die, the existence of the Round Table will be meaningless."
"You make me sound like some kind of mascot."
The two looked at each other and then laughed.
…
The early morning in Liverpool was still surrounded by fog. When Xing Ze arrived at Ruiben's house, the sun was rising and the mist began to slowly dissipate.
He parked the car, stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
Not long after, Superintendent Ribbon opened the door for him, "Welcome, sir, I think you haven't had breakfast yet."
He took Xing Ze to the restaurant, where a black lady was busy at the stove.
"Hey, honey."
"Hey." Mrs. Woflin took the time to turn around and smile at Xing Ze, "Breakfast will be ready soon. I hope you don't suggest toast and sausage."
"Of course not." Xing Ze sat down at the dining table, "Isn't Roman coming?"
"He is still sleeping." Ruiben sat at the head seat of the dining table and opened the newspaper at hand, "But I think he is avoiding you."
"Ribben!" cried Mrs. Wofflin, frowning.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that. Have you read today's newspaper, sir?"
Xing Ze shook his head.
The superintendent pushed the newspaper to Xing Ze, "The media is reporting on the four unknown corpses."