The Evil God of Hogwarts

The first thing a person ages is his eyes. Xing Ze didn't know where he heard this saying. He didn't think it before, but as he grew older, he felt it was right.

After nearly three hours' drive, he arrived in the small town of Brachester, exhausted. Energy bars and sugary drinks couldn't save his lethargic brain. So, he found a cheap hotel, planning to have a sleep first, and then go to Lansi Avenue to visit.

Before getting out of the car, he accidentally caught a glimpse of himself in the rearview mirror, or rather those eyes. In his original world, he was already in his thirties, and the sequelae of alcohol, cigarettes and unhealthy living had befallen him early.

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

He remembered clearly that he was still awake 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 that clue would help them find a bunch of scum—— A group of guys who cheat old people out of their pensions.

Look at yourself now. Xing Ze stared into his eyes and said, this body is indeed young, but he is already in his thirties, he understands.

Those painful experiences and sufferings will not disappear just because you change your 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 a rain. out.

Why should we save those strangers who traveled through time? Is it because Mike took out a photo of his daughter? Or did Serena bring up her old mother who was sick in bed?

Probably 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 case investigation after case, the lynching and violent methods he used became increasingly unrestrained. Xing Ze understands that one day, he will become a hopeless monster like the monsters he hunts.

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

He opened the rearview mirror with his hand, and all the past events were staring at him from behind. Xing Ze could feel their weight pressing on his shoulders. And those eyes were full of shadows of the past, as lifeless as a dead swamp, even if a stone was thrown into them, there wouldn't be any ripples.

Why do you do this? he asked himself. This time he seemed to have the answer, because he couldn't do anything else. Why do you do this? he asked himself again. Because only in this way will he feel that there is meaning in living. Why do you do this? the girl asked. Xing Ze didn't answer, just stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair.

Then, he stepped out of the car and walked into the lane of Brichester with the fading sunlight.

…

Florence's men came back with news, good news. He looked at Wurm sitting not far away with some disbelief. In his opinion, this guy was just a poor guy stuck in a quagmire who just grabbed a dead branch and used it as a life-saving straw.

In his opinion, this news was most likely false, but he still wanted to try his luck. There was someone else doing the legwork anyway, 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 intriguing today, and his lost luck seemed to be back. Florence nodded towards her men, and those men obediently stepped aside.

The cleaning ladies were completing the final step of mopping the floors in the lobby, before moving to the toilets, which were usually the hardest hit area and required a lot of effort to clean.

Florence locked the account book in her drawer. Although she was excited, she was not confused yet. He poured a glass of beer—a dark, strong Guinness with a thick foam on top—and a shot 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 glass of beer and took a long sip, then wiped the foam from his mouth with his sleeve, "That's great, my mouth has been dry for a long time. "

"Sorry, my friend. There's just too much going on, and I'm not a professional bartender."

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

The latter did not keep her waiting for 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 to indicate.

Florence pulled up a chair, took out a cigarette and lit it, then placed the lighter and cigarette case on the table - closer to the girl.

"Worm, old man. You always have bad luck. Tell me, other than meeting the Black Knight, is there any way to get you to talk?"

Worm was not in a hurry to reply. 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 authority to represent him on some matters."

"An attack on the underground casino of three old record gangs?" Worm lowered his voice and said, "Oh, no, friend, I don't think you can make this decision."

"I can help convey your message."

"It's better to talk about this kind of thing in person. Who knows if there will be any omissions in conveying it?"

"you do not believe me?"

"Haha, as you said before, people in this business have no friends, only interests."

Florence's brows knitted together, he was annoyed now. He really didn't have the manpower or the power to attack three underground casinos, and at the same time.

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

If all this is true and not a trick by the other party or a routine by the police, then the Black Knight will definitely go crazy with joy, and he will get the same status and treatment as Vera.

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

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. Firth, you know they always deliver the money on time."

Florence asked in a deep voice: "This risk is too great. I can't completely trust you, Wurm. If it were before, I would definitely inform the Black Knight, but now, you have just come out of the bureau. I can't Take the risk.

"You probably made some kind of deal with the police, I mean, that's what they do all the time, don't they? Give you a little benefit and then make you tell everything. God knows if that's how you come out."

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