Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

"At least three months!" Andy calculated the time silently in his mind and gave what he thought was the fastest construction period.

Qin Weijie frowned slightly. He was still thinking about getting his magic gun before school started. Now it seems that the plan has changed, but this matter is exactly as Andy said. There is no rush, but Qin Weijie can only Agree.

After discussing the making of magic guns with Andy, it was almost half past eleven. The two were about to go out to find food when the doorbell rang.

Pierce went up to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, before he could see the person clearly, he saw a fiery red figure rushing in and heading straight for Qin Weijie.

Pierce was startled, thinking it was an enemy seeking revenge, so he subconsciously stood in front of Qin Weijie, but was pushed away by the fiery red figure, and flew backwards and fell into the corner.

Pierce was confused at this time. I was a burly man of 1.8 meters, and he slapped me away. What kind of monsters are these! The fact that I signed an employment agreement with a welfare provider may be my talisman! !

"Petty? Why are you here?" Andy looked at Petty with a puzzled look.

Petty ignored him and looked at Qin Weijie: "Brother, when are you leaving? My sister has been waiting for you all morning!"

"Let's set out after lunch. Take Andy with you by the way. He is very fast and has talents hidden in the shadows. He can be a scout." Qin Weijie said, making Andy's arrangements clear.

Andy looked confused, I just went out for a day, what happened? When did they become so familiar?

Patty also had the same idea at this time. I was just going out for a day. Why did Andy get together with this guy? It looked like they knew each other very well! Qin Weijie is really not a good guy. He can poach anyone I care about! Damn stinking little brother, I must deal with him well when he leaves school to confirm his status as the eldest brother!

Then Qin Weijie told Andy about his plan to go to Manchester, and left Patty and Andy to eat at their residence. He also called Emma and asked her to come over for lunch.

Ever since he ate Jiu'er's cooking, Qin Weijie realized how miserable he had been during this period. I was afraid that ordinary food would no longer be able to satisfy him in the future. It was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it was difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

During lunch, Qin Weijie and Petty explained their reasoning and the investigation to Manchester to Emma and Andy. Emma was so moved that she almost cried. She joined the team without hesitation and planned to Let’s go to Manchester together.

…

At 2:45 pm, a small town called Warrington between Manchester and Liverpool.

At this time, an elderly lady in the small town police station was anxiously waiting for the police to receive her.

Warrington is a small town. Because it is close to the Mersey River, there are often businessmen coming and going, and residents are highly mobile. In addition, due to the current war situation, people are always moving in and out of the town. Sometimes strangers you meet by chance during the day are likely to return at night. You won't find out until you get home that he is actually your new neighbor.

The elderly lady waiting anxiously at the police station was named Mrs. Kurus. Her neighbor was an auctioneer who had just moved here. Mrs. Kurus remembered that the auctioneer’s family moved here on a rainy day in June. It seemed very hasty, and Mrs. Kurus always felt that this family was a little strange. They always looked frightened, rarely communicated with nearby residents, and they did not even go out except to buy necessities.

And starting this morning, there was an inexplicable stench coming from the house next door. Pedestrians passing by the door could smell this indescribable odor, but it was this smell that made her feel upset. chaos.

She was familiar with this smell. Mrs. Kurus' late husband had worked in a funeral parlor and was responsible for cremating corpses. This smell could often be smelled in funeral parlors. It was the smell of decaying corpses.

After several hours of struggle, Mrs. Kurus finally made up her mind to go to the police station a mile away to report the crime. However, after waiting for a long time at the police station, no police officer was willing to receive her.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Kurus returned home helplessly. The police officer from the police station did not come back with her. He only told her perfunctorily that police officers would be sent to check the situation later, and then dismissed him.

Mrs. Kurus cursed and cursed along the way. She was very angry at the police officer's inaction, but what could she, an old woman, do?

However, as soon as she saw the door of her home, Mrs. Kurus saw several people stopping in front of the door next to her home.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Kurus asked.

A man with a hideous scar on his face stood up and said: "Hello madam, we are staff of the 13th Division of the Military Intelligence Bureau. This is my ID. I want to ask you about the owner of this house. ”

Mrs. Kurus was illiterate, but when the other party took out the ID, she pretended to take it and looked at it.

Elderly people are most afraid of being deceived by people with ulterior motives. Although Mrs. Kurus believes that she is an old woman and has nothing worth defrauding except this house, she still has to pretend to be knowledgeable out of caution.

After returning the certificate, Mrs. Kurus felt relieved and told the other party what she knew about the situation.

"...Yes, he is an auctioneer. He moved here around the beginning of last month. I remember it was a rainy day..."

"Well, this family is very strange. They seem to be afraid of something. They always look terrified..."

"I went to bed very early last night. Before I went to bed, I heard the little son of the family next door crying. It seemed like he broke something. I vaguely heard the hostess scolding the little son..."

"...That's the smell of corpses. I'm pretty sure that my husband used to work in a funeral home...It's just a bit strange. It usually takes at least two days for the smell of decomposing corpses to spread. Even in summer, it won't spread in one night. It smells like corpses... Mr. Pierce, are you sure the family is gone?"

Pierce carefully recorded it in the notebook, and then explained: "Because our colleagues from the trace department have not arrived yet, we did not go in. If a murder occurred inside, entering the scene rashly would cause damage."

"Oh, Mr. Pierce, you are so professional!" Mrs. Kurus said and looked at the people behind Pierce.

Then Mrs. Kurus became a little confused. Why did she bring several teenage children with her when she went out to handle the case? Especially the two boys and girls with oriental faces, they must be less than fifteen years old.

Pierce saw Mrs. Kurus' confusion and explained: "These children are tourists from out of town. They also smelled the stench of corpses when passing by this house and contacted us in time."