Dense footsteps came from outside the door, and as they approached the room, they all disappeared.

About three seconds later, there was a polite knock behind the wooden door, as if a polite gentleman had arrived.

Hoffa looked out from the cat's eye at the door, and there was a neatly dressed man standing outside, and several **German officers were standing at the door of Hoffa's house for some reason.

Not only that, but behind the officer, there were two tall figures wearing black hoods.

This scene secretly surprised Hoffa, who was actually a member of the Imperial Wizards Association.

Since Germany's influence in Europe has gradually expanded, the number of German wizards has also risen, and these Grindelwald's subordinates have merged together to form a special organization, not only do they not have the slightest idea of hiding their identities as wizards, but they are also working with **Muggles to hunt and kill strangers in this wizarding world.

Its status and the terror it created were no less than that of a Gestapo officer among Muggles.

It's just that these people have never checked the territory where they live, so why did these people come here to check today?

Knock knock!

The wooden door rang again.

Like a trumpet for life.

Hoffa bit his lower lip and looked at the ugly nun in the loose monastic robes and whispered angrily:

"Why are you so loud?"

She covered her mouth and said apologetically, "Oops, sorry." ”

What a disaster!

I complained in my heart, but I didn't stop moving.

Without further ado, Hoffa immediately held the girl's mouth with one hand, dragged her clothes with the other, forcibly pulled her into the room, and then pressed her under the bed without giving her any chance to resist.

"Don't make a sound, or you'll die. ”

He gave the frightened nun a vicious admonition, then drew the sheets, pulled out a few pieces of clothing from the closet, and hurriedly changed his clothes as he went to the cupboard of the coffee table, and put away the coins and pistols on the table. Packed in a cardboard box, and locked the carton into the cabinet in the room.

Then he took out a tube of gray sludge-like liquid from a nearby drawer and poured it down

Outside, the German officer who knocked on the door three times didn't get a response, so he took a step back and nodded to the two black-robed wizards standing beside him.

The black-robed wizard stepped forward and drew his wand.

Just as they were about to cast a spell and blow the door open.

The wooden door in front of him was slammed open.

A middle-aged dark-haired man with a beard in pajamas stood in the doorway and asked in fluent German, "What's wrong?"

The Gestapo immediately pushed away the two black-robed wizards with a very professional smile on their faces: "Hello, is this the home of Mr. Herrera Lapar?"

This is a very tall man - so tall that he can almost look down on the 1.9-meter transformation after Gao Hofa, he is dressed in black from the military department, and he does not wear a military rank or medal.

His skin was brown and red, and he was visibly healthy, lean as the handle of a whip, with muscles showing out of his shoulders, hands, and neck. The Colonel's eyes were small and dark, like the all-round lens of some primitive camera. The face is angular, shadowy, flat, convex. Along the line of his jaw, there is a thin circle of beard, highlighting his angular face, like blood adding brilliance to the blade of a knife.

"Yes, I'm Herrera Lapar. ”

Hoffa nodded, the man's appearance reminded him of the poison leopard he had met in the Forbidden Forest many years ago.

The Gestapo stretched out his hand familiarly, "Hello, it's an honor to meet you." I am Colonel Müller Mance of SS. ”

(But when he spoke, there was a soft-spoken voice.) ）

Hoffa quickly shook the other party's rough, slender hand, "Is there anything you can do?"

"Ah, we happened to be doing a routine inspection in the neighborhood, and we happened to find your house, do you mind if we go in and talk?"

"This"

Hoffa looked at the sky in embarrassment.

The tall SS colonel in front of him immediately smiled and said, "We'll leave in a while, we won't lose too much time." ”

Hoffa smiled respectfully, "Of course, please come in." ”

Colonel SS stried into Hoffa's room with a briefcase in his hand, while the two black-hooded figures next to him stopped at the door, like servants of death.

The SS colonel sat down on his dining chair with a smile, took off his gloves, and looked around Hoffa's room.

"Your apartment is very stylish, Monsieur Rapar, and I like your taste. ”

"I didn't clean it up much, it was messy. ”

Hoffa touched his head, a little embarrassed and laughed.

Although the guy in front of him looked polite, he knew very well that everyone who could sit on the SS colonel was a guy with hundreds of lives in his hands.

He stood silently on top of the pile of broken porcelain, hoping to cover up the traces of the battle he had just had with the female thief.

"Do you have anything to drink?"

The SS colonel's eyes rested on an empty decorative bottle on the Bogu shelf: "Can you bring me some pine nut wine, God knows how many homes I visited this day." ”

"I'm done drinking,"

Hoffa said apologetically, "Now there is only water in the house." ”

(The bottles were just decorations, and he didn't drink at all.) ）

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Drinking less alcohol is a good thing and helps to clear the nerves. ”

SS Colonel Müller knew him as well as an old friend.

"Bring me a glass of water. ”

Hoffa stepped aside and silently poured a glass of boiled water for the uninvited guest. He could feel the colonel's eyes quickly moving around the room as he poured the water.

Then, very politely, he placed the water in front of the Gestapo and stood aside.

The Gestapo colonel picked up the cup and poured it down with a grunt.

When he had finished drinking, he let out a breath like a traveler who had been in the desert for a hundred days.

With a comfortable hiccup, the colonel straightened up sharply:

"Mr. Lapar, sit. I have a few questions to ask and soon. ”

Hoffa sat down, the Muggle in front of him dominating the context and not giving him the slightest chance to bounce back.

I saw him take out a few documents from his briefcase, count them in rows, and finally stop on a piece of paper.

"What is your business in Paris, Monsieur Lapall?"

"Leather, lining. ”

"I'm in charge of supplying several clothing stores. ”

"Oh~ clothes, haha, I like French clothes, very stylish, where is your store located?"

"Seine-Marne, but it's almost closed now. ”

"Sennamane," the Gestapo nodded, "Can you show me your identity? You know, the job requires." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Hoffa straightened up, took down an iron box from the Bogu shelf on the side, took out a few pieces of paper from the iron box and handed it over.

SS Colonel Sven took out a one-sided eye from his chest pocket and carefully checked the identity information on the document.

"Herrera Lapar, originally from Italy, temporarily residing in Paris for 20 years, proof of residence, proof of identity. Hmm, that's right, that's right."

After reading it, the Gestapo took off his glasses.

"There was no problem at all, and even the most discerning reviewer couldn't find anything wrong with it. ”

"Naturally, I've always been very disciplined. ”

Hoffa said.

"That's for the best, that's right, I have a little favor, and if Mr. Lapal could help us, I think I'd be very grateful. ”

"What's the busy?"

The strings in Hoffa's head gradually tightened, and he knew that the other party had already shown his intentions, and he had to deal with it with twelve points of spirit.

"That's right,"

Colonel Müller of the Gestapo changed his posture and crossed his fingers: "We lost a very, very dangerous prisoner. ”

"Prisoners?"

Hoffa repeated.

"Ha, that's right, prisoner. ”

The Gestapo colonel took out a photograph and put it in front of Hoffa: "Female prisoner. ”

Hoffa looked sideways, the black and white photo showed a rather strange-looking young girl, she had black hair, her complexion was as pale as paper, wearing a white dress sitting on a black background, this photo was nothing wrong at first glance, but if he looked closely, he found that the girl's eyes were pure white, no eye black, it seemed to be a blind person, and it didn't seem to be, her eyes stared straight at herself through the photo, like a living creature.

"Have you seen this girl?"

No, Hoffa honestly replied, it was true, he had never seen the guy in the photo in his life.

"Haven't seen it really?"

"Nope. ”

"But according to the clues I obtained, the last place where she disappeared should be the location of your apartment. ”

Hofa was startled, and he immediately thought of the female thief just now.

But she and the guy in the photo are completely two people. The guy in the photo is much better looking than her.

"I don't know, I haven't been out since I got off work at eight o'clock tonight, and no one else has come to the house. ”

There was a pause: "And this person has very special eyes, if I have seen them, I will definitely not forget them." ”

As he spoke, the Gestapo colonel stared into Hoffa's eyes without blinking, his eyes sharp.

After watching it for a few seconds, he grinned and straightened up: "If Mr. Lapal says so, I will be relieved, after all, that prisoner is very dangerous, and we are also worried that she will hurt the innocent." But since she's gone, it's fine. ”

The Gestapo stood up and held out his hand.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, and finally avoided a fight. Although he was not afraid of the few people in front of him, he had no way to compete with a huge empire. If you can quietly get through, that's naturally the best.

He hurriedly shook the other party's hand: "Okay, if I see her, I will notify you as soon as possible." ”

"That's for the best. ”

After shaking hands, the Gestapo said casually: "By the way, before leaving, can I have another glass of water, I may have several more to leave tonight, God knows if those people will give me water to drink." ”

"Good. ”

Hoffa turned and went to pour water again.

In front of the sink, Hoffa holds a glass to catch water.

The Gestapo asked casually behind him like an old friend.

"Mr. Lapar, do you live alone?"

"Yes,"

"Isn't that lonely?"

"Get used to it. ”

Hoffa said. "It's been like this all these years. ”

"Haven't you thought about finding a partner, but there are a lot of school-age women in our unit. They are eager to deal with successful businessmen like you. ”

"You're kidding, I used to have a wife, but she's gone. Hoffa said calmly: "I don't plan to continue for the time being." ”

"Ah, sorry, that's a sad story. ”

"It's okay, it's been a long time. ”

Hoffa stood calmly in front of the Gestapo and handed him the glass of water in his hand.

(The meaning is obvious, I hope he will finish his water quickly and then hurry on his way.) The expiration of the compound decoction is almost over. ）

The Gestapo took the water satisfied, but only held it and did not drink it.

"I have one more question, Mr. Lapall. ”

"Excuse me. ”

"Who is the women's shoes in the hallway?"

Hoffa looked sideways, and his heart stopped beating.

Like falling into an ice cellar.

On the floor of the entrance, there was a pair of dirty black women's Martin boots, which were left by the scar-faced female thief when she stole something just now.

It's really a dog, why this female thief steals things and changes shoes to steal, it's inexplicable.

The Gestapo slowly raised his head, and at this moment, the professional smile on his face took on a certain sharpness and perspective.

He sipped his saliva slowly.

"It seems that there is more than one person in your family. ”

"Ahh ”

Hoffa said dryly: "I have a lover who is sleeping in the room. ”

The Gestapo looked at him and did not speak.

Hoffa felt like he was being seen through by a Muggle.

He was crazy in his heart, and sure enough, what could be mixed to a certain extent in this era was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Good to die, at this time, he can feel that the effect of the compound decoction on his body is gradually disappearing, and he will soon be exposed to this **.

With his appearance, I am afraid that the two German wizards outside will recognize his identity at a glance, and a fight is inevitable.

I didn't expect to go to the Durant warehouse to pick up the goods and not meet someone from the Wizarding Association, and when I got home, I was actually planted in the hands of an inexplicable female thief.

"Please, will you take us up to see her?"

The SS colonel was still smiling, and his tone was inquiring, but he exuded an awe-inspiring murderous aura, and the whole person looked particularly murderous and cold. Obviously, this request is not allowed to be denied.

Hoffa nodded and whispered, "Okay." ”

With his whispers, a huge spiritual force field flooded the room like an invisible tide.

In the shadow of the house, countless fine stone spikes slowly grew, and the whole house seemed to come alive, it opened its huge mouth, revealing countless sharp fangs.

The two wizards outside the door immediately felt it, and they pulled out their black prickly wands in unison, and pushed the door open with great strides.

Just when the dark tide between the four was about to erupt.

Ding Lingling!!

A cheerful bell rang in the room.

Hoffa was startled, and the spiritual force field receded like a tide, and the countless spikes in the room disappeared in an instant.

When I turned my head, I saw that the brass-colored old-fashioned turntable phone at home was now vibrating Lingling.

He had been in this place for more than half a year, and he had never received a single phone call, and for fear of being monitored, he and Noble never had to talk on the phone, and no one usually called him. It was like a decorative ornament to him.

But at this juncture, the phone rang, what is the situation, who will know their number?