The Evil God of Hogwarts

If that were the case, a lot of things would make sense. Florence was also thinking in her mind that Worm had always been neutral, and the Old Record Gang broke this rule, so this guy wanted revenge.

And the best way to get revenge on the Old Record Gang is to find their opponents. It seemed that Worm was forced into a hurry this time, so it was no wonder that he and the girl were so anxious and nervous.

The doubts in Florence's heart were relieved a lot. He guessed right. This guy who was stuck in the quagmire had no way out. Once he broke up with the old record gang, he really didn't have much choice.

"Give me a moment." The owner of the nightclub said, "You can go to the bar and get whatever you want. Wine, drinks, and food are all yourselves. I need to think about this." After saying that, he stood up and headed towards his office. Go.

Ellie put out the cigarette. She had only taken a few puffs. When she was in Nurmengard, she studied it for a while, purely out of curiosity, but soon gave up. She prefers desserts to nicotine, as the sugar keeps her active.

She looked around, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, she asked in a low voice: "What's the situation now?"

"Don't worry, give him some time to think." Worm replied, "He must have gone to seek advice from the higher-ups."

"If the Black Knight disagrees with us, then we will have to use some special means."

Worm took a big gulp of beer, leaned over and whispered, "How much do you know about the Black Knight?"

Obviously these words were not just for Ellie. They had small bugs on them, and any policeman on standby outside could hear his words.

"Black man, tall man. He escaped during the purge movement three years ago, and then came back to integrate all the gangs here, and formed the Knights Gang with three other knights. I remember they called themselves the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, right?

"He calls himself the Black Knight, who represents death. Not many people know his real name. He once led a group of radicals to launch an act of revenge against the police, which resulted in the deaths of three police officers and a detective. The police detective was reportedly stripped naked and hung on a flagpole in the central square.”

The police outside heard what was said, and it was hardly a secret to them. Harris chuckled and said, "It's all bullshit."

The police detective sitting next to him asked doubtfully: "Isn't it like this?"

Harris took off his earphones. He had heard enough of the rumors about the Black Knight. "That guy is a myth. What a bullshit death knight. What a bullshit police killer. Those few dead police officers are not good." bird."

Harris' words made the detectives in the car frown. They had heard about it more or less, but the whole process of the case was only known to the detectives who participated in the investigation at the beginning, and Harris was one of them.

He was involved in the entire case and was one of the few who stayed until its conclusion. But even so, slandering one's colleagues is not a glorious thing.

However, Harris did not seem to feel any guilt or wrong. He chuckled and said: "Whether you believe it or not, those guys have been collecting black money, and most of them came from the Knights Gang. The reason why they were retaliated against was because Received money but did nothing.”

The expressions of the police detectives in the car all darkened. What Harris said before was more of a rumor. Although the police department did not explicitly prohibit talking about these things, everyone kept silent. After all, it was related to the reputation of the police.

Now that the rumor has been confirmed, no one will feel too good about it. Harris rolled down the window, took out a cigarette and lit it, saying: "So, be careful, everyone. Don't think that gang money is so easy to get."

No one in the car answered the conversation, because they all knew how clean their hands were. At least when going to church, no one could say that they were clean.

"Not lazy yet." Wurm grinned. "The reason why he became so cautious has a lot to do with the old record gang. So as long as it touches on this aspect, he will always be very active."

"You mean he will definitely agree?"

"Of course. Don't think of these people as some untouchable big shot. They are no different from ordinary people. They are all controlled by seven emotions and six desires. Make good use of these emotions and you can survive among them."

Ellie nodded and leaned back, "I hope the Black Knight's anger has not been wiped out by his cowardice, otherwise, we will be in for a surprise."

"Don't worry, he will agree."

…

Lansi Avenue is not difficult to find. There are not many named streets in this lifeless town, and Lansi is one of them.

Xing Ze didn't know that the locals would use this name, but he didn't want to pursue it. The short rest allowed him to regain some energy, and he fell asleep completely without dreaming.

If a truck driving by with its horn honking hadn't woken him up, he probably would have slept through the day. Fortunately, this cheap hotel is located on the side of the road, and the trucks passing by are free alarm clocks.

Xing Ze got up and freshened up. He had already put on spare clothes before coming here. Otherwise, based on his previous appearance, the "well-informed" hotel owner would probably call the police directly.

After cleaning, he walked out of the room and came to the counter. The owner of the hotel was a thin middle-aged man. The ashtray in front of him was full, and the empty cigarette box was crumpled and thrown in the corner.

Xing Ze put the key on the counter. The boss reached for the key, then found a few crumpled banknotes from the drawer and threw them on the counter.

"Is there anywhere I can go in this town?" Xing Ze asked, pretending to be a tourist.

The hotel owner raised his head, looked at the stranger with bloodshot eyes and asked, "Do you think I look like a tour guide?"

"It's not like that." Xing Ze shook his head and said, "But you should be a local."

The boss took a deep drag on his cigarette and replied: "To be honest, young man. I stay in the hotel for most of the day. Maybe you can buy a map and take a look."

"Okay." Xing Ze shrugged, "I want to go to Blue Silk Avenue, do you know where it is?"

"When you go out, turn right and drive straight along the road. When you see the traffic light, turn left. You will see a shopping mall. Keep going until you see the church. Then go to the small road and you will reach it."

"It doesn't sound like you're here all day."

"Ha, you know? That's the apartment over there in the town. I just buried my mother last year."

Xing Ze showed an awkward smile and said, "My condolences." After saying that, he took the change and walked out of the hotel quickly.

Dark clouds floated in the sky outside, blocking the sunlight, and there was a moist smell of water in the air. It's going to rain, Xing Ze thought, or a thunderstorm.

He sat in the car, raindrops hit the windshield heavily and splashed away. After several thunders, a heavy rain hit. He was right, it was raining.

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