The Evil God of Hogwarts

Number 18. At about 2:40 a.m. on August 18, several dock workers who had finished their night shift discovered four bodies at the sewage outlet.

At 2:50, the police station near the packaging terminal received a report, and two patrol officers arrived at the scene at 2:58.

At 3:12, a detective sergeant, two detectives and a dozen patrol officers from Liverpool Merseyside Police arrived.

Xing Ze briefly recalled the whole process in his mind, and asked Burke: "When did Frank call you?"

"Three o'clock." Burke replied with certainty. "I happened to get up to go to the bathroom, so I checked the time, two fifty-seven. It should have been three o'clock when I picked up the phone. Content of the conversation It's very simple. He asked to meet A, and then warned me that the body was highly poisonous and must not be touched. "

But you still got the Muggle police to move back. Xing Ze thought to himself. Burke continued: "The call was made from a public phone at the Packing Dock and we checked it out."

"Yeah. So he left before the police came." Xing Ze thought of the claw marks in Frank's office.

Xing Ze didn't find anything useful in the underground archives. Most of the file boxes Frank looked through were criminal incidents from homeless search and rescue stations, thefts, fires, robberies, etc.

Why is he looking for these. Xing Ze didn't know yet, but he wrote down some information he thought was important in his notebook.

Not long after he walked out of the underground archives, he received a list sent by a beautiful brown-haired policewoman. The names on the list all had the surname Kimball.

He still couldn't remember where he had heard the name Kimball, but he knew clearly that he must have seen this surname before.

His strengthened body made his already good memory even more powerful. He could now read a short novel in a short time and recite it word for word.

Of course, he wouldn't be bored enough to do such a thing. For people with powerful memories, knowing how to allocate brain resources is extremely important.

You can't cram everything into your brain. No matter how strong your memory is, the consequences of doing so will cause your brain to explode, eventually leading to confusion and interlacing of memories.

Therefore, it is particularly important to know how to let go of some unimportant things. For example, Xing Ze is quite vague about what he had for lunch three days ago, but he still remembers freshly what the host and hostess who entertained him that day said.

Especially when they planned to let their children change elective courses in the new semester, their expressions and demeanor were clearly imprinted in Xing Ze's mind. Based on these memories, he could judge the kind of person the other person was as quickly as possible. Come.

Perhaps one day in the future, his brain can push its limits. By then, he would be able to remember even the smallest things, such as the last name Kimball.

He put away the list. For the time being, I gave up the idea of ​​visiting the address provided on the list, and instead walked into the office of the gang investigation team.

"Huh -" Brett was the first person to spot him, "Mr. Special Agent."

"Don't you think this is a bit too long as a nickname?" Xing Ze joked.

Brett laughed, "We're considering a new nickname, but until then, just bear with it."

"Ignore him, Agent Li." Harris threw the document in his hand to Brett, "Shut up, or I will make you work overtime today."

"Okay, okay, I shut up."

"How can I help you, agent?" Harris turned to Xing Ze and asked.

"Old record gang." Xing Ze said.

"Ah." Harris nodded, "I noticed that you and the superintendent were both out just now. It must be because my speech failed too much."

"No." Xing Ze smiled awkwardly, "I'm actually more concerned about the information about human smuggling from the Old Record Gang."

Harris was a little puzzled, "Oh, about this. Judging from the evidence we have so far, there are only a few missing persons cases related to the Old Record Gang. I am more willing to believe that this is the gang's annihilation, rather than human trafficking."

Seeing Xing Ze's thoughtful look, Harris tried to ask: "Agent, why are you interested in this?"

"Oh." Xing Ze stopped thinking, "I have handled several human trafficking cases before, so..."

"I understand. If I find more, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"Thanks." Xing Ze said, "How are Hammer and Bigfoot doing?"

"They want lawyers," Brett interjected.

"It looks like there's a long road ahead."

"We'll make them talk," Harris said with conviction.

There was a knock on the door. Xing Ze turned around and saw Superintendent Ruiben standing at the door. He motioned for Xing Ze to come out and speak.

Xing Ze and Ruiben walked into the common room. Ruiben poured himself a cup of coffee and said, "For God's sake, I'm so busy today. I didn't realize until now that I didn't drink my afternoon coffee. God knows how I survived. Do you want a drink?"

"No. I like drinking tea." Xing Ze said, "Have you made any new discoveries?"

"Hmm, at Frank's house, we found a cubicle, a big cubicle. It was like a small conference room. Someone obviously performed some rituals there. There were many magic circles and symbols on the floor and on the walls. Blood stains were also found.”

"Frank's?"

"It's not clear yet, the people from the appraisal department are conducting tests. In addition, we also found a lot of clothes, hair, etc. in the house. It doesn't look like they belong to Frank."

"Someone stayed at his house."

"Yes, there are at least two women." Ribbon said. "We found several sets of underwear in different sizes. Also, about that weird smell."

"Strange smell?"

"It's the strange smell coming from those four corpses. I don't mean the smell of corpses."

Xing Ze understood, "Oh, what you smell should be snake grass, a common poison in the wizarding world."

"Okay, how will it affect me?"

"Not as far as I know. That kind of poison is fine as long as it's not introduced in large quantities."

"I smelled it in that cubicle too."

"Okay." Xing Ze raised his hand and looked at the time, "I'll go take a look tomorrow."

"Would you like me to accompany you, sir?"

"It could not be better."

"Can you please ask the police on the scene to try their best not to touch those magic circles and spells?"

"Of course, sir. I don't want to trigger any magic trap."

When Xing Ze walked out of the police station and planned to go to the Turbine Bar to find the waiter, he saw John sitting in a car.

"I thought you'd be drinking until at least the evening."

John shrugged and said, "That's what I originally planned to do until I remembered something."

"I'm going to a bar to meet someone, and I still owe you a drink." Xing Ze said, "Are you coming?"

"There's no reason not to come." John turned around happily and waited for Xing Ze to open the door. But I heard a beeping sound behind me.

He turned around and saw Xing Ze rolling down the window and saying, "I think you got the wrong car."

"Damn, they all look the same."

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