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Since the appearance of the Patronus, her behavior and movements have been much more casual, and if you have enough understanding of the existence of wizards, then the appearance of a Patronus is actually enough to reveal a lot of information.

Josie didn't know that Hansen hadn't noticed this at all.

However, she has always used this perspective to observe other wizards, and she naturally feels that Hansen sees herself this way, and has already discovered some of the little secrets he has hidden.

Ahh

The sudden appearance of the ghost was not only an unexpected situation for Hansen, but it also broke Josie's plan, and the filth really angered Josie.

In a fit of rage, she temporarily lost her composure, using the Patronus Charm, which has the advantage of being very useful, and the disadvantage of which is that it exposes a lot of personal information.

Everyone's patronus appearance is different, and from the appearance of the patronus, you can roughly guess the sorcerer's heart and character, and if the two people's patronus animals are exactly the same, you can also see how much they love each other.

Seriously, this magic doesn't look like magic to protect and banish dark creatures, but rather like a spell for love and personality tests.

This is much more reliable than looking at the horoscope and guessing the relationship.

But even if Josie hadn't used this magic, the situation would not have gotten any better.

The sudden appearance of the ghost caught Josie off guard, disrupting her plans and causing her to think she had returned to the dark ages of war, the darkest time in the wizarding world.

But this is the present world, the present world where all supernatural phenomena should be hidden.

"Super Death Squads."

Josie half-squinted, observing the still expanding magic sign above.

Among the traffic signs, there is a red prohibition charm that represents the meaning of forbidden driving, and a cartoon ghost with a pure white body, a classic symbol of the Ghostbusters movie.

Unlike Madison, who also catches the trend, but the hardware is not good, he comes from another world where Hollywood is different, and unlike Marcotel, who is overcharged and doesn't listen to the old antiques outside the window, Josie is a fashionable wizard lady.

She had only watched Wolverine return home before the wizarding gathering, and it felt good, but she couldn't be happy when she thought that X23 might be on the other side of them in the future, and it would still be very, very long.

But no matter what, she recognized the sign above at a glance.

The Ghostbusters series, it seems that although this is a comedy horror film, it is a supernatural existence after all, even if it is a group of teasers, it is also a powerful teaser.

Thinking about what big boss there is in the movie, Josie is thinking about the next action.

Yes to continue. Or give up?

Glancing vaguely at the SUV parked in the inconspicuous corner of the surrounding area, since the battle broke out in the restaurant just now, even if the entire restaurant was almost razed to the ground, and there were people everywhere who were affected and screamed and fled, these cars were still firmly parked in place, and they didn't even move.

It was only a split second that Josie withdrew her gaze, she had memorized the general situation around her, and based on the number of cars, she had already judged how many people she would have to face.

"Josie, Josie!"

At this moment, Hansen ran over panting, and he jumped over the crumbling tiles and gravel on the ground, as if he had climbed over a large obstacle, with a little panting, and controlled his physical strength to the range of an untrained ordinary person.

Hearing Hansen's call, Josie cast a puzzled gaze.

"Let's get out of here!" Hansen said with a hint of anxiety, which sounded very real, but he didn't know how much truth and how much falsehood there was.

His gaze seemed to be vaguely sweeping over the black SUVs nearby, but it was clear that his worries about them were different from those of Josie.

Hansen grabbed Josie's hand as if he was going to run with him.

The next moment, Josie gave a slight squeeze, avoiding Hansen's movements.

"It's time to leave." She sighed.

Hansen, who had caught an empty one, was a little confused, he turned his head and looked at Josie with the same puzzled gaze, "What are you waiting for, your magic has been exposed, even if you are wearing a mask, it is not safe to stay here!" Come with me! ”

"What about you?" Josie asked rhetorically.

"What?" Hansen was stunned by Josie's sudden change of attitude, and for some reason, Hansen in front of him seemed to have lost his former alertness and alertness.

"I mean, you know that my identity can't be revealed, I wear a mask, and you don't, and people with a heart can still find me through you."

"From the very beginning, there was no point in disguising our identity with a mask, and there were a lot of people in the restaurant who saw our faces, and the cover-up was just a joke."

"You don't care, do you?"

Hansen was stunned by Josie's barrage of rhetorical questions, and he couldn't even say the palest disguise when he had lost his usual ability to improvise.

But the scary thing is that he himself doesn't seem to realize it.

"Looks like I'm not as stupid as you think, surprised." Josie chuckled.

"I'm sorry I can't continue to play with you, goodbye, dear Carl, Hansen. Or Miltans or something, hopefully we'll be indefinite in the future. ”

Hansen stared blankly at Josie, his expression becoming more and more dull, as if his wisdom had been stolen, and his eyes became more and more hollow.

It wasn't until Josie spat out the last few words that Miltens, Carl, and Hansen, the hidden true names of the aces of the Intelligence Agency's Special Investigations Division, reached his ears.

Mirthans' pupils shrank fiercely.

"I... I see.. ”

"Ming. . . White. ”

His pupils contracted to the size of a pinpoint, like a blooming flower, and slowly opened, and he opened his mouth with a dull face and repeated the words in a numb voice.

But the next moment, when Miltans turned around, his face had completely returned to normal.

But under his clothes, in his skin, in his muscles, it seemed to be abnormal, with a terrible flush, and twisted and wriggled like a bug.

Then he reached out and made a subtle gesture to the nearest SUV.

"The target is completely out of control, and the mission has failed."

。。。

A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and Josie looked at Miltans, who was obediently acting at her orders, as if mocking his ignorance.

She didn't shy away from communicating with Hansen, the ace of the Investigation Section whose real name was Miltans, and the two of them stood on top of the ruins, below the marker.

Not only did the lucky ones in the restaurant seem to see that the danger had disappeared and began to look at them, but even many passers-by stopped and pulled out their phones to start filming.

"What are these?"

"It's not like a superhero."

What they discussed the most was whether the Broadway incident was going to happen again.

Although the conversation between the two could not be heard clearly due to the distance, Miltans's every move could still be seen clearly.

At the same time that Miltans turned around, the person in charge of the FIB sitting in the SUV had already thrown down the special telescope in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Act now!"

"Bang!"

The trunk doors of several other vans suddenly opened, as if they sounded at the same time as the voice of the person in charge, and countless special combat personnel with cumbersome equipment had rushed out of the car and approached Josie on the ruins at a very fast speed.

"Ahh

I was waiting for rescue, but I didn't expect that instead of waiting for the ambulance, the innocent wounded of the war machine let out a piercing scream of horror.

But at this moment, the two warring parties, whether it was Josie or the FIBs, simply ignored them.

"It's too late." Looking at the dozens of special operations teams coming from all corners, Josie didn't dare to hold it up, she took a light breath, and then flicked her wand suddenly.

Phantom shifting and apparition manifestation.

This is the fundamental reason why General Soroso casts a mouse trap on wizards, it is because of this magic that wizards can run as much as they want, and they can leave the battle at any time, so that they can't catch each other at all, and it is difficult to even touch each other.

But.. This advantage was completely reversed at this moment.

Facing the special operators who had begun to take on a breakthrough formation, Josie had no intention of staying and fighting, firstly, she might not be able to fight so many people, and secondly, even if she could, the magic above that was about to take shape was not good, at least she couldn't do it.

There is no point in staying.

Although her mission was not yet completed, and she did not use Miltans as a breakthrough to obtain more in-depth information, it was clear that the appearance of the ghost had completely disrupted her mission, and it was impossible to proceed at all.

So Josie chose to give up instead of continuing to persevere.

After all, even if it is a mission, it must be carried out in the case of protecting herself, and the value of a wizard is much more important than a few pieces of information.

So she flicked her wand and prepared to flee from here.

"Bang!" "Bang bang!"

But at this moment, several grenades appeared like dumb fire, and the special operations team seemed to have been guarding against Josie's hand for a long time, and aimed at her early, accompanied by a little white smoke, although several did not explode, but they were also pushed by the launcher, and the projectile fell to Josie's side.

In the face of these few things that I don't know if they were grenades or smoke bombs, Josie still had a smile on her face and didn't pay attention to it at all.

But then, her face changed suddenly.

"How is that possible!"

Josie found that the illusion transformation magic had failed, as if there was an invisible position interfering with her, but Josie was also a college student, and although she didn't know anything about the messy physics terms of magnetic field, gravitational field, and gravity field, she had also heard of it.

She immediately realized that it was the little things that had been thrown around her that were affecting her and trapping her.

Without hesitation, Josie turned her wand, and pink light erupted, trying to smash them with a spell, but at this time, the special operators not far away had already pressed up.

Although the distance of more than ten meters is not a hundred shots for these special operations teams, the hit rate is also extremely high, and the bullets dancing wildly in the tongue of fire immediately forced Josie to withdraw the attack for defense.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Josie retreats under the sniping of the bullet storm.

On the other hand, the special operations team did not panic in the slightest, they pressed step by step in an orderly manner, and as they advanced, more and more of that kind of magnetic field device was projected, and the blockade formed by bullets firmly trapped Josie in place.

"Bump Bump!"

Half a second later, with several helicopters that were rapidly rising into the air not far away, heading straight for her, Josie's face finally changed.

。。。

Miltans felt like he had had a long dream.

In the dream, he went on a special mission, which was originally just an ordinary mission, still using all means to get close to the target, and then obtain valuable information.

But when he got the specific information about the target, he realized that this task was not ordinary at all.

The other party is a wizard.

This simply refreshed his three views, and Miltans felt that his worldview was shattered for a moment, and then it was rudely corrected.

But his professional calmness allowed him to calm down quickly, and in the face of supernatural forces, he still began to plan step by step, and then investigated information about the target.

Unfortunately, there is so little information about the target, and the concealment is as if it has been handled professionally, and in desperation, Miltans can only start tracking this low-level and worst option.

Fortunately, his luck was good, the other party didn't seem to see through his disguise, and after a certain pass, he finally got enough breakthroughs.

A school name.

Valuable information ensues, including the poor town he was from, an unhappy high school career, and a college in New York City.

It's strange why he hadn't noticed it before, but it doesn't matter anymore.

The glorious resume of thirteen missions without a single failure gave Miltans enough confidence that he felt that his goals this time seemed to be very much to his taste.

If he could, he wouldn't mind spending time with his target in the form of a fond memory, gathering enough information until the mission was over.

While the other ways may be more effective, quicker, and the intelligence is more realistic, he doesn't do it like the first one.

At this moment, Miltans seemed to have forgotten the most important quality of an intelligence officer, calmness.

He devises a wonderful encounter to bring him to Josie, the target.

Everything went very smoothly, and as Miltans had predicted, the subject easily accepted his new identity and developed a liking for him, and after a period of contact, he was able to intervene in the subject's life.

But soon, Miltan discovered a problem.

And it is a very serious problem, not with the target, but from himself.

He found himself inseparable from the other party, unconsciously.