Chapter 276: Unfortunate Fate

After drinking the tea on hand, Xing Ze and Ruiben walked out of the teahouse. The traffic jam had eased. Xing Ze planned to go to Margaret's Restaurant to meet the chef.

Xing Ze couldn't understand some of the code words, such as group running and COC, but he understood most of them. Those were words that would only appear in the future.

In other words, the team formed by Frank is all time-travelers. If those corpses are people in the team, then their identities will be difficult to find out. After all, these people do not belong to this world at all.

However, by identifying their cars and license plates, it may be possible to track these people, as long as they park in a parking lot. The police will investigate one by one, although this will be very inefficient.

"Plural time travelers." Xing Ze sat in his car and pondered, "Copy? NPC? Do these people regard this world as a game? It's really interesting. If this is a game to them , what will happen after you clear the level?”

Xing Ze's fingers tapped the handbrake rhythmically, "What happens if the game fails? Erase? Or deport?"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Xing Ze's face. Maybe I found a way back, at least I have an important clue, he thought to himself.

A flying owl interrupted his thoughts. Xing Ze rolled down the window and stretched out his hand. The owl stopped and looked at his hand. From the looks of it, this is a personal messenger.

Xing Ze took the letter from its mouth. It was from Therapist West of St. Mungo's.

The letter said that he had discovered something and wanted Xing Ze to go over and talk about it in person. Looks like restaurant trips need to be put on hold for a while.

Xing Ze parked his car near the Floo network and teleported directly to the reception hall of St. Mungo's Hospital. Just as he was registering at the front desk, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Mr. Xing Ze, what a coincidence."

Following the sound, Arthur Weasley appeared in front of Xing Ze.

"Mr. Weasley." Xing Ze was a little surprised, "Are you coming to see a doctor?"

"No, no, it's not me. It's George." Arthur said, "While he was driving the magic car, he was ejected from the car and injured his leg. I brought him to have a look."

"Oh, that's unfortunate."

Arthur's face was full of sorrow, and he whispered: "No, Molly is very angry. She wants me to get rid of the car as soon as possible. I also think that the car is too dangerous to keep at home..."

"Wait a minute." Xing Ze interrupted Mr. Weasley's complaint, "You have to keep that car."

"Wha... what? Oh, you are such a considerate person, sir. But there is no need to comfort me. I have decided to destroy the car, although it is a pity."

For the love of Merlin and God, if you total the car, how will Harry Potter get to school this term?

Xing Ze looked around, then approached Arthur and said, "Listen to me, Mr. Weasley, that car, that car is the perfect fusion of magic and technology. You can't just destroy it. Maybe you You can install some more necessary safety equipment on it.”

"Safety equipment?"

"Yes. Like stealth boosters, stealth boosters and stealth boosters."

Arthur looked at Xing Ze with some confusion and said, "Sir, you just mentioned invisible booster three times."

"Yes, some people say that important things should be repeated three times. The invisible booster can allow the car to fly into the sky during the day without being seen by Muggles. Of course, other safety equipment is also necessary. In this way, you may I can convince your wife."

"Ah, what a great idea. You are a genius, sir."

"It's just a small suggestion, you don't need to be so polite."

"By the way, what are you doing here, sir?"

Xing Ze handed the filled-in form to the nurse, "I'm just here to check my body. I haven't been able to sleep well recently, and I want to prescribe some potion that can help me sleep."

"Well, young people nowadays have sleeping problems, take care of yourself, sir."

Xing Ze nodded, said goodbye to Mr. Weasley, and walked towards Ackerman's office.

He was not the only one who was also interested in the corpse. There was already someone sitting in Ackerman's office, a woman and an acquaintance.

She has light golden hair, a pair of amber eyes, delicate and small lips, and of course, a cold and arrogant look.

"West went to deal with some things, I'm afraid we have to wait for a while." Ali Shafik said.

"How did you know it was me?"

"Footsteps. You always walk in a hurry."

Xing Ze pulled up a chair and sat next to the eldest lady, "I thought you should be sitting in the office now to deal with the roundtable affairs."

"That was my original plan. But John said you were crying for a partner, so I came over."

"I bet that's not what he said."

"Does it matter what he said?" Ellie turned to look at Xing Ze, "What matters is that I am here and your fragile soul has been comforted."

"Is this possible? It is precisely because you are here that I shed tears."

"Touched tears?"

Xing Ze curled his lips, not intending to continue arguing with Ai Li. As the financial backer of the Round Table, Ellie can go wherever she wants without the consent of others.

Damn capitalist. Xing Ze cursed softly in his heart.

"I know what you are thinking now," the eldest lady said, "but I have to tell you, you have a typical hatred of the rich."

"For Merlin's sake, let's discuss the case."

The eldest lady had a triumphant smile on her face.

Ten minutes later, Xing Ze told Ellie about the progress of the current investigation, of course he did not mention the time traveler.

Ellie frowned and asked: "This is a private commission, will there be any problem if you tell me this?"

"Believe me. When A decided to ask me to investigate, he must have made plans for the commission to be leaked. In addition, you are not naive to think that he will tell me everything."

"Reco and Edwin are investigating information about "Snake's Fang", but..."

"Very little information?"

"Yes, Benson's notes did not mention anything."

"What about the fragments of the Book of Ebony?"

"No. At least the fragments we have do not mention it."

"Maybe I have to ask the Slytherin family. But they will never give me too much information. It feels like a waste of time."

"It seems to be another complicated investigation. You really need a partner."

Xing Ze did not speak. Among all the people at the round table, the last thing he wanted was to partner with Ellie. In addition to the fact that the two of them would constantly mock each other, another reason was that the last trip to Ravenscar almost cost Ellie her life.

Xing Ze could not take the risk of letting her participate in the investigation again, at least not on the front line. But obviously, this stubborn rich lady did not seem to know what giving up was.

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