Chapter 70 Generous Employer

"Werewolf?" Xing Ze took a look and guessed.

"No, he went to a friend to confirm the werewolf's hair. In addition, there are traces of a fight in the room. Although it has been repaired by magic, it is not enough to look carefully..."

Maybe he noticed Xing Ze's eyes, and Tonks smiled and said, "Don't look at him like that. He knows that I'm wondering why he found the clues that even the Aurors couldn't find."

Xing Ze looked away awkwardly.

"Those intruders should really use a snack in the toilet."

"He is very bright."

"They fixed the toilet, but the seat was leaking."

"Ah, he understands." Xing Ze smiled slightly, "Aurors probably won't pay attention to a toilet seat. So someone has been to the hotel room before we arrived."

"Yes, there were two groups of people, but I don't know what they took from the room."

"Have you asked the hotel staff?"

Tonks shrugged. "No one noticed that. They probably used silencing and concealing charms."

Is it a dead end? Xing Ze said in his heart.

"Then have we heard of the King of the East?"

"Ah, I mean that. Tonks straightened up," Charlie had mentioned when they were interrogating him, and it was all nonsense. Shacklebolt thinks the King of the Earth should refer to Waxy Face. I know those gangsters, the King of Hell, the Angel of Death and the like. "

Xing Ze originally wanted to show Tonks that weird symbol, but he gave up the idea after hearing what she said.

At that point, he had his own idea, which was completely different from the conclusion reached by the Aurors, and he didn't intend to get too entangled in it.

"Thank you, Tonks." Xing Ze put away his notes, "Keep in touch."

"Do we have any plans to go further east?" Tonks asked after seeing the two of them begging to leave.

"I don't know if I can follow up on that clue, but I have to at least give it a try. Don't worry, he will contact me as soon as he has any news."

Tonks was very hesitant. John sighed and persuaded: "They are not politicians, child. I shouldn't be wary of them."

Those words probably made Tonks think brightly. She nodded and said, 'Everything goes well for us. "

"Me too."

When they walked out of the cafe, there was a light rain in the sky, and an owl called Tonks, and it brought a letter.

The girl opened it, looked at it, and took a deep breath. Sadness overflowed from her eyes, "They found Sage and Alvin."

Xing Ze and John stopped and turned to look at her, "Those two corpses, just those two corpses. The therapist, the therapist sewed them up."

Xing Ze thought of the two dissected corpses. In addition to their bodies, their brains had also been taken out, maybe they were used for some kind of research.

"Are you really fucked?" John turned around and looked at the sky.

…

Isido compared the necklace carefully, during which time he wiped his reading glasses. Whether it was the Colosseum or the attack on the Oil Gang, they had not spread in Knockturn Alley.

Xing Ze never doubted the Ministry of Magic's ability to block information. No matter what, it was very beneficial to their investigation.

"Hey, old guy, I've been looking at it for almost five minutes." John couldn't help but urge, "He promised me that he got the necklace from the girl's neck."

"So, where is she?" Isidore handed the necklace to the owl beside his leg, "His employer asked us to find a necklace. He wants to see his body when he is dead, and he wants to see his body when he is alive."

John slammed the table and the owl flew up. "Damn it, Isidor. Do I know how hard they went to find that necklace? Damn it, I should have gone with them."

Xing Ze was scribbling in his notebook. He stopped writing and advised John: "Calm down, uncle, and be a civilized person. Isidore only cares about the original, and he doesn't care about the process."

"Aha, he likes me more and more, young man." The old man instructed the owl to fly out of the store, "But it turns out that he has the final say, the employer. Just wait for the news, big dog, don't mess around. Called."

John grunted dissatisfiedly and walked on the old armchair, "How long will it take?"

"It won't be long before he's on that street." Isidore took out a bottle of wine and threw it to John, "That thing might help me calm down."

John took a look at the wine and said disgustedly: "Liqueur? Damn it, old guy, is that for women and sissies to drink?"

"I can give him a lot."

‘Burn is better than nothing. ” John unscrewed the bottle and drank.

The owl received a reply soon. Isido smiled at the wrong note and said, "It seems we are lucky. The employer recognizes it."

After that, he took out a small bag from his arms and placed it at the front desk, "Then our reward is one hundred and fifty galleons."

"It seems that their employer is a generous man." John stretched out his legs and begged to get the money, but Isido pulled the money bag towards him.

"Wait, big dog. Don't forget the rules." The old man opened the bag, counted out seventy-five Galleons and put it into his small drawer.

"Hey, old guy, am I asking for too much?" John frowned, "Shouldn't the agency fee be 30%?"

"The consulting fee is very high. Do we really want to know about Eric?"

Hearing him say that, Xing Ze raised his head again. The old man cleared his throat and whispered: "As far as he knows, Eric has a partner in Knockturn Alley, his name is Bill, and he opened a candy store on Grunning Street with a very obvious sign."

When Isidor stopped talking, John shouted in disbelief: "That's it?"

His words reminded the old man of something, and he added: "Oh, I'm wrong, Bill disappeared half a month ago. Tell him, do they deserve it? People who disrupt the market will never have a good life."

"Damn it!" John cursed, "I asked him for thirty Galleons for that little information, and it almost cost them their lives. Please, for the sake of our friendship in the past months, he must have demolished my store, old man!"

"It's a deal or not." Isidor pushed the purse to John, "He advised me before that those two pieces of trash were not worth it, but we never listened to him."

Xing Ze put away the notebook, thanked him, and pulled the angry John out.

Isidor called him and suggested: "Young man, if I share the news about the Oil Gang with him, he can give me a good price."

"Maybe once." Xing Ze smiled coldly and walked out of the antique shop.

John threw the empty bottle into the garbage dump not far away, startling the stray cats that were looking for food.

"What do you say next?" he asked, "Do you want to go to Sweet Home to see, maybe they can sleep together."

The rain began to get heavier, Xing Ze thought for a while and said: "Let's go to the candy store first."

"Okay, okay, I'll be the boss, but his wine bottle is empty, maybe they can have one drink at Donny's bar, oh no, two drinks."

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