The Evil God of Hogwarts - Chapter 359

c349 Potion

“Give me the address, where are you going to send the things in the car?” Xing Ze asked the mustache man.

“The seafood market in Brest, you idiot. Where do you think the frozen fish should be sent?” The strong man answered with a breath of cold air.

Xing Ze turned his head to look at him. Under the gaze of cold eyes, the strong man shrank his body and dared not look at Xing Ze directly.

“Listen, smart man. I don’t care about those fish, but the things hidden under the fish. So I ask again, where are you going to send those things?”

The mustache man covered his injured ear with his hand and said: “Brest, 290 Reims Avenue. Can you call a doctor for me? For God’s sake, I’m bleeding.”

“What are those medicines? What are they used for?”

“Please… please, I’ll tell you everything, please call a doctor for me.” The mustache man begged.

When he heard him say this, the strong man shouted again: “Shut up, you idiot, have you forgotten the teachings of God? Don’t forget, we are doing something sacred. You are betraying God.”

“Okay, now I can be sure that you are indeed from Jintou Village.”

“Hehe. So what?” The strong man sneered, “You… you will be cursed by the most vicious curse in the world.”

Xing Ze smiled and shook his head and said, “Don’t worry, friend. I am already deeply trapped in the curse, and it doesn’t matter if I add another one.”

Then, he raised his voice and asked the mustache man, “Just tell me the truth, you will get what you want, I promise.”

“I don’t know, sir, really. We don’t know what these things are used for. We are only responsible for transportation.”

Xing Ze cast his eyes on the strong man and asked, “Does your God allow lying?”

The strong man did not dare to answer, but stared at Xing Ze with angry eyes.

After asking a few more key questions, Xing Ze asked the boss to notify the nearby hospital and the police. He left a note for the store owner to give to the police who came.

The note was written to Coben so that he could help suppress what happened here to prevent Xing Ze from getting into unnecessary trouble.

After doing all these things, he called Liverpool Police Station again. He originally wanted to tell Ellie about the progress here, but he was told that she was out on an important mission and the information about the mission could not be told.

Xing Ze did not ask to transfer the call to Superintendent Rayburn. In his opinion, Ellie was a smart woman, and the detectives of Liverpool Police Station were not freeloaders.

In comparison, his situation might be more dangerous. According to the information obtained, the truck did not come from Jintou Village, but from Liverpool. These three people were all subordinates of Mr. Doll of the Old Record Gang.

They were originally ordered to deliver the things to Jintou Village, but they decisively changed the route after seeing a large number of police cars. However, the truck’s fuel was only enough to drive to Jintou Village, so they stopped at this gas station and waited for further instructions from the top.

If nothing unexpected happens, this batch of medicine will be transferred to Brestchester. They have encountered this situation before. However, starting from this month, the address of the Liverpool delivery point has changed from Bridgetchester University to 290 Reims Avenue.

Xing Ze gave up the idea of ​​going to the Unsolved Mysteries Association of Bridgetchester University first, and planned to go to Reims Avenue to check the situation. He left a voice message for Ellie, and also specified in the letter to Coben that he should send the truck to the Liverpool Police Station.

By then, Burke can send the potion to St. Mungo’s to analyze what these things are used for. Although the old man will definitely complain a few words, he can only complain a few words for the sake of “Snake’s Fang”.

Things are becoming more and more complicated. This investigation has long gone off track. The snake man in the sewer, the old record gang, the traverser, and various forces are competing in it, but the treasure from the Slytherin family is still missing, like a ghost hidden in the fog.

Xing Ze returned to the truck and took away a box of potions. He had to continue to Bridgetchester. For some reason, he felt that he didn’t have much time. As for the three bastards, after Xing Ze showed his police ID, the shop owner patted his chest and promised that he would keep an eye on them.

…

Worm took Ellie into a high-end nightclub. Although the appearance looked bright and beautiful, after a night of revelry, the smell in the house was hard to describe.

The cleaner was sweeping up the garbage on the floor. Behind the bar, a man with tattoos on his arms was counting last night’s income. Worm approached with his unique silly smile.

“Hey, Florence, how’s business?”

The man raised his head and looked over. His thick eyebrows twisted together, and he replied unhappily: “Worm, haha, did you just come out of the police station?”

“Come on, Florence, stop mocking me. I’m here to ask you for a favor.”

“No.” The man refused, his tone firm as if he was rejecting a salesman.

Worm spread his hands and said, “I haven’t even told you what it is.”

“It can’t be anything good.” Florence said, glancing at Ellie.

The eldest lady changed her clothes. She was really good at disguise. Now she looked like a drug addict living on the street, with messy curly hair, dark circles under her eyes, cheap lipstick, and sniffling from time to time. With cheap short-sleeved shirts and ripped jeans, she looked like a drug-addicted streetwalker.

When she walked out of the police station toilet in this outfit, no one could believe it. It was not until she spoke that the police came back to their senses.

On the way here, Worm also asked her who she learned to disguise from, or whether there were movie actors in the magic world, but the answer she got was that this changeable wizard had been to prison, where she met many people and learned a lot.

In short, Florence did not put too much energy on Ellie, he had seen too many girls like this on weekdays. In his opinion, Ellie had nothing special except that she was young and beautiful. These girls were like this, and drugs and viruses would soon make them old.

“Damn it, Firth. I’ve helped you get a lot of good stuff over the years. Is this how you treat your friends?”

“Are you kidding? Friends? Worm, you know very well that there are no friends in our business, only interests.”

“Then do me this favor for the sake of interests.”

“Let’s talk about the benefits first.” Florence closed the thick account book and reached out to take a cigarette from the cigarette box.

“Hey, give me one.” Ellie, who had been silent all the time, spoke up, stretching out her dirty hands – before coming in, she grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground and rubbed it – without any politeness.

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