Chapter 269: Banquet

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

At 2:50 a.m., the police station near the packaging dock received a report, and two patrolmen arrived at the scene at 2:58 a.m.

At 3:12 a.m., a detective, two detectives and a dozen patrolmen from Liverpool Merseyside Police arrived.

Xing Ze briefly recalled the whole process in his mind, and he 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 looked at the time, 2:57. It should have been three o'clock when I answered the phone. The content of the conversation was simple. He asked to meet with A, and then warned me that the body was highly toxic and must not be touched."

But you still let the Muggle police move back. Xing Ze thought. Burke went on to say, "The call was made from a public phone at the packing dock. We checked it."

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

Xing Ze didn't find anything useful in the underground archives. Most of the file boxes that Frank had looked through were criminal incidents at the homeless rescue station, theft, fire, robbery, etc.

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

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

The strengthened body made his already good memory even stronger. He could now finish reading 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 strong memories, knowing how to allocate brain resources is an extremely important thing.

You can't stuff everything into your brain. Even if you have a strong memory, the consequence of doing so will make your brain explode, and eventually lead to confusion and confusion of memory.

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

Especially when they planned to let the child change an elective course in the new semester, their expressions and demeanor were clearly imprinted in Xing Ze's mind. Based on these memories, he can judge what kind of person the other person is at the fastest speed.

Maybe one day in the future, his brain can break through the limit. At that time, he can remember even the most subtle things, such as the surname Kimball.

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

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

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

Brett laughed, "We are considering a new nickname. Before that, 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'll shut up."

"What can I do for 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 went out just now. It must be because my speech was too unsuccessful."

"No." Xing Ze smiled awkwardly, "I am actually more concerned about the information of the Old Record Gang on human trafficking."

Harris was a little puzzled, "Oh, about this. From the evidence we have so far, only a few missing persons cases are related to the Old Record Gang. I prefer to believe that this is a gangster's silencing, not human trafficking."

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

"Oh." Xing Ze put away his thoughts, "I have handled several human trafficking cases before, so..."

"I understand, if I find more, I will inform you as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Xing Ze said, "How are Iron Hammer and Big Foot?"

"They want lawyers." Brett interrupted.

"It seems that there is a long way to go."

"We will let them talk." Harris said with confidence.

There was a knock on the door, Xing Ze turned his head and saw Superintendent Rayburn standing at the door. He motioned Xing Ze to come out and talk.

Xing Ze and Reben walked into the common room. Reben poured himself a cup of coffee and said, "For God's sake, I've been so busy today that I just realized I didn't drink my afternoon coffee. God knows how I managed to get through this. Do you want a cup?"

"No. I like tea." Xing Ze said, "Any new discoveries?"

"Uh-huh, in Frank's house, we found a compartment, a big compartment. It's like a small meeting room. Apparently someone had done some ritual there. There are many magic circles and symbols on the ground and walls, and blood stains were found."

"Frank's?"

"Not sure yet. The identification department is doing the test. In addition, we found a lot of clothes, hair, etc. in the house. It doesn't look like Frank's."

"Someone has lived in his house."

"Yes, at least two women." Rayburn said, "We found several sets of underwear of different sizes. And about that strange smell."

"Strange smell?"

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

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

"Okay, will it have any effect on me?"

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

"I smelled it in that compartment as well."

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

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

"That would be great."

"Would you mind asking the police on the scene to avoid touching those magic circles and spells as much as possible?"

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

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

"I thought you would at least drink until the evening."

John shrugged and said, "I was planning to do so until I remembered something."

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

"No reason not to come." John turned around happily and waited for Xing Ze to open the car door. But he heard a beeping sound behind him.

He turned his head and saw Xing Ze rolling down the window and said, "I think you recognized the wrong car."

"Damn, they all look the same."

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