I played the world alone

Chapter 160 The Wizard's Middleman ([-] words)

There are also many people who joke that if they want to become a wizard, they will buy a ticket to go to the Empire on which the sun never sets.

With such excitement and excitement, soon, more international media followed suit to release news.

"Wizards Suspected to Appear in the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets?" "

"In a technologically advanced world, do we still need to learn magic?" "

"Breaking News!Harry Potter might actually exist! "...

However, what Gao Zhou and others are most concerned about is actually their own domestic news.

But unfortunately, nothing happened.

It's as if you didn't even know about it.

This makes them can't help commenting on their concerns below the relevant news.

"If someone studies wizards and finds out why, wouldn't we be passive?"

"What are you afraid of? How can modern military weapons be afraid of those little wizards?"

"But what if a wizard adds individual weapons? An invisibility cloak walks up to you and shoots you coldly. You don't even know how you died when you were dying."

"Stupid? Didn't you know that there are infrared rays and heat sensors now?"

"You're not a wizard, why didn't you know that the invisibility cloak might also be able to prevent this kind of detection? It's already magical, so it's possible."

"And it would be too costly to deploy such lines of defense everywhere, and it's simply unrealistic!"

There are many such debates.

There are still many people who are skeptical.As long as the country has not issued a statement, it means that it is not 100% credible, and it may be just an oolong.

However, when the time came to seven o'clock in the morning, an ambassador to the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets issued a statement, expressing his approval of a series of measures of the Empire, and warmly welcomes follow-up wizards to come to the country to play.

"???"

In less than 10 minutes after his speech, there were hundreds of identical comments, all full of question marks.

"seriously?"

The country is really starting to boil.

Has the existence of wizards really been confirmed? !

Of course, talking about it may not be enough to prove it, but almost after the news broke out, countries around the world announced their follow-up visit plans to the country almost immediately, which makes people have to think carefully.

Obviously, this is just the beginning, not the end.

……

And when there was a lot of noise outside.

Sweet is investigating the follow-up of the previous cabin incident.

Looking at the transcripts about those anchors in his hand, he couldn't help frowning.

The answers from these people were very vague.

It was an anonymous trumpet who took the initiative to contact them, gave them an address to let them go there at that time, and promised a huge reward.

Even 60% of the deposit is paid directly, and the remaining 40% is guaranteed to be paid immediately after the event is completed.

Like now.

Sweet found out the accounts of these anchors, and had entered the remaining 40% by the end of the press conference.

But the owner of the transferred account is very strange.

An old man who should have died 20 years ago.

The clues stop right here.

"That's the black account's transaction..."

He didn't know how the wizard behind the scenes did it, but it shouldn't be too difficult if he used magic.

For example, let the dead person come back to activities...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little creepy.

It's okay to deal with the living, but if the other party really brings out the living dead, then he will have a headache.

This matter can only allow the police to continue to investigate the follow-up. He turned to look for the two wizard brothers. Unfortunately, the old man is still in a coma, and it is still a question of when he will wake up.

The goal has been achieved, and now the treatment of these two is not as good as before.

The two waited awkwardly in an ordinary hotel room, guarded by special guards, as well as the aforementioned infrared heat sensor and so on.

Although it should be impossible for these two guys to know that kind of advanced magic, they are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

"How much do you know about the identity of that old witch?"

"I don't know at all. Like we said before, we just communicated online once." The two brothers replied stammeringly.

Sweet tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

The website has already sent people to investigate, but because the scale is small, the server is set in an unknown small country in Africa, and the person in charge of the website has good hacking skills to wipe out all clues, so it is quite troublesome to track down.

Otherwise, it may be possible to retrieve data to track the location based on the IP address.

"Well, do you know that about 90 years ago, a monster with magical power was sealed in this city?"

The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads blankly.

"do not know."

"We've never heard of such a thing."

Sweet frowned slightly, patiently: "Then do you know how to detect the blood of a wizard?"

The two brothers seemed ashamed of themselves, lowered their heads, and shook their heads again.

"No...don't know."

"Why don't you know anything? Are you a wizard or am I a wizard?"

The more Sweet looked at these two guys, the more he thought they were good-for-nothings. He was very speechless.

The two brothers smiled awkwardly, and then the elder brother seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "Wait, although I don't know, but I know there must be someone who knows more or less."

……

Hodge is the owner of a very ordinary supermarket.

Neighbors around him commented on him as a very kind little old man.

His hair is bald like other normal imperial men, he is chubby with a big beard, he often drinks beer, his face is flushed, and he always smiles when he sees everyone.

And he often gives discounts to neighbors in the neighborhood, or gives some small gifts during the New Year and holidays, and he usually greets him warmly when he takes a walk.

Except that he is not married and has no children, he is basically a very common old man with a good temper.

Today, as usual, he and his employees are sorting out the shelves.

Young employees are chatting excitedly about last night's press conference as they work.

"Wizard! It's just amazing! I bet I'm not a Muggle! I'll have to go to King's Cross Nine and Three Quarters to try it some other day..."

"Hehe, come on, young man." Hodge patted him on the shoulder, "I've been there before, but I got a bump all over my head."

He pointed to his forehead and laughed, there was indeed a dark red scar, although it had healed, it still left a mark.

The employees also laughed, full of confidence.

"That's because you're a Muggle, and I'm sure I can get in. I grew up feeling special..."

"No no no..."

Suddenly, a shout came from the door of the supermarket.

"Dr. Hodge? Are you there?"

Hodge turned his head slightly and slowly got up, but the employee was still a little strange.

"Boss, why do they call you doctor? And it seems that such people come to you occasionally..."

"Maybe it's because I'm more knowledgeable." Hodge smacked his lips, "Okay, you continue to sort out the goods in the warehouse here, and I'll entertain the guests."

"no problem."

When Hodge walked to the door, he saw two young wizard brothers who had met several times before.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed that there was another person behind them.

A middle-aged blond man in a yellow trench coat, with a cigar in his mouth, leaned casually by the door, not like an ordinary customer.

But what made him feel wrong was that the temperament of the other party was not like that of ordinary people.

It looks more like...

"Detective?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

He is not a young man.

That kind of cunning guy has been in contact before, but this is the first time this kind of direct contact.

Looking at the two brothers who were obviously stiff and not quite right, he could probably guess something by thinking about the news last night.

He slowly slowed down his steps, and at the same time, with the back of his hands behind his back, he slowly pinched a thin wand hidden at his waist.

But at this moment, the man in the windbreaker spoke.

"I advise you to talk to me first, don't run away in a hurry."

"Otherwise... your child may be in a little trouble."

Hodge finally changed his face.

In order to conceal his identity, he has always pretended to be an unmarried person. In fact, he has already had a child, and he has entered the society to work a few years ago.

But he didn't expect such hidden information to be found out!

"You must be surprised, but with your simple method, you can't escape the eyes of the officials."

Sweet smiled.

"Hi, my name is Sweet, and I'm one of the agents of the Imperial Security Bureau. I want to learn about the wizarding world."

Hodge was silent for a while, and finally stretched out his hand to shake it.

"Hello, my name is Hodge. But your way of greeting is not very polite."

"Of course, but I'm also worried about unexpected situations."

Sweet glanced at the employee who was eavesdropping on the back shelf as if trying to eavesdrop: "Would you like to talk in another place?"

Hodge had this in mind, and after glancing at the two brothers who were ashamed, he turned his head and shouted to the employee to keep an eye on the supermarket, and then led them to the warehouse behind.

There is also a basement in the warehouse. After drilling in, I found that although the light is dim, it is quite spacious, with tables and chairs decorated like bar counters.

Hodge opened two bottles of wine very skillfully.

"Want some?"

"Thank you." Sweet sat on the stool, took the glass and put it on the table, looking at Hodge who was mixing the drink.

In this tone, the other party who is flexible like magic looks a little more mysterious.

The two brothers also wanted to ask for a drink, but Hodge stared back at them coldly, so they could only withdraw their hands in embarrassment.

"Let's talk about wizards."

Sweet cut straight to the point.

"What is your identity?"

"As you can see, I'm a middleman." Hodge took a sip of his wine and swung his glass very politely. "Although it's not very powerful, but because of the low handling fee and good credit, many young wizards who are short of money will choose to buy from me."

"But let's say it first. These are black money that are shady and have not paid taxes. If you are here to ask for tax money, then you can leave now."

"No, I'm not responsible for those annoying numbers, the tax accountant will consider them." Sweet didn't mean to laugh at this cold joke.

"What kind of goods do you usually take here?"

"There are a lot." Hodge opened the container behind him, and there were many strange objects on display.

"Wands, potions, corpses of magical creatures... Of course, there are some rare information. If you pay enough, you can also issue a commission. I will contact you to find a way to help you get it."

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