The Evil God of Hogwarts - Chapter 362

c352 Difficulty

The first part of a person to age is his eyes. Xing Ze had heard this from somewhere before, but he didn’t think so before. But as he got older, he felt that this was true.

After nearly three hours of driving, he arrived in the small town of Brichester, exhausted. Energy bars and high-sugar drinks couldn’t save his sleepy brain. So he found a cheap hotel and planned to sleep first before going to the Blue Silk Avenue.

Before getting off the car, he accidentally glanced at himself in the rearview mirror, or to be exact, his eyes. In his original world, he was already in his thirties, and the sequelae of alcohol, cigarettes and unhealthy life came to him early.

He still remembered that when he first entered the industry, he and the master who brought him in drove for nearly ten hours to track down an important clue. At that time, he was still young, so he took seven hours of driving.

He remembered clearly that he was still sober when he arrived at his destination. The long drive did not make him feel tired. On the contrary, he was more excited and excited because the clue would help them find a bunch of scumbags – a group of guys who cheated the elderly for their pensions.

Look at myself now. Xing Ze stared into his eyes and spoke. This body is indeed young, but he is already in his thirties. He understands.

Those painful experiences and hardships will not disappear just because of a new body. They are still there, like a seed rooted deep in the brain. When memories fall like a rainstorm, they will spring up like mushrooms after the rain.

Why save those strangers? Is it because Mike took out a photo of his daughter? Or did Selina mention her sick mother in bed?

I’m afraid it’s not. He just wants to prove that he still has some humanity in this stupid way. After experiencing those bad things, he became more and more disappointed and indifferent to the world.

In the investigation of cases again and again, the lynching and violence he used became more and more unrestrained. Xing Ze understands that one day, he will become an irredeemable monster like the monsters he hunted.

Those who step into the darkness will eventually be swallowed by the darkness.

He opened the rearview mirror with his hands, and the past events were staring at him from behind. Xing Ze could feel their weight on his shoulders. And those eyes were full of the shadows of the past, lifeless like a dead swamp, even if a stone was thrown into it, it would not cause any ripples.

Why do you do this? He asked himself. This time it seemed that he had an answer, because he could not do anything else except this. Why do you do this? He asked himself again. Because only in this way can he feel that there is a meaning in living. Why do you do this? The girl asked. Xing Ze did not answer, but reached out and gently stroked her hair.

Then he walked out of the car and walked into the path of Brichester with the disappearing sunlight.

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Florence’s men brought back the news, which was good news. He looked at Worm, who was sitting not far away, with some disbelief. In his opinion, this guy was just a poor ghost stuck in the quagmire, and he just grabbed a dead branch and regarded it as a life-saving straw.

In his opinion, this news was probably false, but he still wanted to try his luck. Anyway, someone else was doing the errands, so he was just wasting a morning. In the past three years, he couldn’t remember how many mornings he had wasted like this.

However, things became interesting today, and his lost luck seemed to have returned. Florence nodded to his men, and they stepped aside obediently.

The cleaning ladies were completing the last process in the hall – mopping the floor, and then they would move to the toilet, which was usually the worst-hit area and took a lot of effort to clean.

Florence locked the account book in his drawer. Although he was excited, he was not confused. He poured a glass of beer – dark and strong Guinness, with thick foam floating on it, and a small glass of rum.

With these two gifts, he walked to Worm and the girl.

“Hmm~ It seems you still remember what I like to drink.” Worm took the beer and took a big sip, then wiped the foam from his mouth with his sleeve, “Great, I’ve been thirsty for a long time.”

“Sorry, my friend. There are too many things to do, and I’m not a professional bartender.”

Ellie took the small wine glass, she took a small sip, closed her eyes and exhaled, waiting for Worm to speak.

The latter didn’t let her wait too long, and quickly asked: “So, have you sent someone to check?”

“Yes.”

“I guess the result should be good.” Worm raised the beer in his hand and gestured.

Florence pulled over a chair, took out a cigarette and lit it, and then put the lighter and cigarette box on the table-closer to the girl.

“Worm, old man. You always have shit luck. Tell me, besides meeting the Black Knight, is there any other way to make you talk?”

Worm didn’t rush to answer. He enjoyed his beer and said slowly: “Believe me, Firth, our attitude is very firm.”

“Why? Why do you have to talk to him? You know I have the right to represent him in some matters.”

“Attack three underground casinos of the Old Record Gang at once?” Worm said in a low voice, “Oh, no, friend, I don’t think you can make this decision.”

“I can help convey your meaning.”

“It’s better to talk about this kind of thing in person. Who knows if there will be omissions in the conveyance?”

“Don’t you believe me?”

“Haha, as you said before, there are no friends in this business, only interests.”

Florence frowned, he was annoyed now. He really didn’t have the manpower and power to attack three underground casinos, and at the same time.

Even if it was the Black Knight, this matter needed further discussion with the top management. But this was too tempting. If it was other underground casinos, Florence would not be so concerned, but these casinos belonged to the Old Record Gang, from the only gang that could shake them.

If all this was true, and not a trick by the other party, or a routine of the police, then the Black Knight would be crazy with joy, and he would get the same status and treatment as Vera.

But if all this was false, and the girl just happened to know one of the locations, it was just a bait to lure out the Black Knight, then he would be in big trouble.

“Tick, tick, tick. Firth, you know they are always on time when transporting money.”

Florence asked in a deep voice: “This risk is too great. I can’t completely trust you, Worm. If it was before, I would definitely notify the Black Knight, but now, you just got out of the police station. I can’t take this risk.

“You may have reached some kind of agreement with the police. I mean, they often do this, don’t they? Give you a little benefit, and then let you confess everything. God knows if you came out like this.”

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