[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

After hearing the gunshots, Catherine's first reaction was to run out quickly.

——This gunshot must have something to do with Victoria!

Catherine was very worried about Carl who parked the car outside the door. Even if Carl wasn't injured and someone else suffered, it would not be good news for Catherine.

The other guests in the restaurant reacted differently after hearing the gunshots - some got under the table, some were surrounded by their own bodyguards, and some gentlemen comforted their female companions.

Among these many reactions, Catherine's appearance of running out was particularly abrupt.But what stood out equally was Victoria, who sat quietly at their table like a mountain.

"Are you okay!" ran out the door.Catherine first made sure of Carl's safety in the Rolls-Royce.Catherine leaned against the car window and panted violently—the 100-meter fast run just now almost drained the oxygen in her lungs.It's great to see Carl safe and sound at this time!

"That... just now was a gunshot?"

Catherine rolled her eyes, her elegant and intellectual appearance disappeared.Catherine said to Carl angrily: "Otherwise, do you think the sound just now was playing in the playground?"

Now comes the problem.During the gunshot just now, did something happen to that unlucky guy?

Catherine and Carl looked at two blocks away at the same time.

Caring is messy.The gunshot just now came from the direction of the entrance to the wizarding world.

Catherine and Carl looked at each other.At that time, the thieves didn't know what was in that place, so they just scratched the back of his handsome head and asked inexplicably, "What happened in that place?"

Catherine was not in the mood to answer, she quickly got into the passenger seat and asked Karl to start the car.Without putting Carl in his sight, there is simply no way to investigate the situation with peace of mind. t can cause a lot of trouble casually.

The fiery red Rolls Royce stopped at the entrance of the wizarding world.The clanging Broken Ax Bar almost satisfies all little wizards' black fantasies about the name wizard.

This is where all dreams begin.

At this time, many wizards surrounded the Broken Ax bar.The presence of the Ignore Charm caused some Muggles to walk past it like no one else was there.Carl is stopped by Catherine.He stepped on the brakes and watched Catherine trotting towards the door of a record store in a daze.

etc! ——Carl could suddenly see a circle of people in black robes gathered together.

really weird!Someone should have owned this place before, but how could he ignore it?It's almost like magic.

In the center of the crowd, an old wizard in black robes was lying in a pool of blood.He could still smell a trace of alcohol, probably because he just finished drinking in the Broken Axe Bar and wanted to come out to get some air.

A few wizards nearby were giving first aid to the old man.Several wizards took out their wands, and uttered some words that sounded exactly the same to Catherine - the tip of the wand gushed out a silky white halo like a ribbon, slowly filling the old wizard's wound.

"Wait a minute, the bullet hasn't been taken out yet!" The wound was about to heal, but the bullet inside seemed to have been forgotten, and no one wanted to move it at all.

Catherine walked quickly to the side of the old wizard, squatted down, and asked the wizard next to her to give her hands a clear spring like water.Under the stares of a group of wizards who didn't understand, she pulled out the bullet that hit the wizard's abdomen with her bare hands.

The wizards let out a horrified gasp, and Catherine explained with stiff bloody hands: "This is a Muggle weapon. You can't let this thing stay in your body."

"Didn't the Ministry of Magic say that it wants to cooperate with Muggles? Is that how those Muggles cooperate with us!"

"Who knows whether the Ministry of Magic's propaganda is reliable or not! At this time, the savior doesn't come out to say a few words, and maybe he disagrees with the Ministry of Magic's actions."

After the old wizard's wound healed, the discussion among the crowd grew louder.These people all peeked at Catherine—the witch seemed to have never seen it before.But the fluctuation of magic power on her body is not deceiving!

The night is already deep.

This area is close to the entrance of the wizarding world, so in order to accommodate the coming and going of wizards, the probes and lights are set very limited.Experienced wizards lit up the surroundings with fluorescent flashes, and they intensified the Muggle Repelling Charm to ensure that neither the approaching police sirens nor the Muggle Aurors in the car could notice the area. .

Catherine stood quietly in the crowd until the kind wizard cleaned her hands.

Catherine thanked her.Probably because she was wearing too few clothes, Catherine soon felt the cold from late autumn.

"Should you go back first? Although I don't know what happened just now, you can explain it to us later." Carl saw Catherine's gloomy face in the rearview mirror and said worriedly.

"Go back to that restaurant. Victoria and I still have something to talk about." In the rearview mirror, Catherine's face sank.

Because after the gunshots, the diners in the restaurant left one after another.At this time, the restaurant seemed empty. Catherine glanced around and saw Victoria sitting in her seat, enjoying a steak with red wine.

"You are very clean. People can only suspect you, but they can't catch you." Catherine returned to her seat, cautiously not touching any food.

"This is just your personal opinion. I just hope that you will like the dinner that Mr. Holmes has reserved. Whether you can accept it or not, I have come to the appointment only under the orders of Mr. Holmes."

Victoria wiped her lips with a napkin.Sitting in the seat, he seemed to be condescending and said to Catherine: "If I were you, I would worry that I would be the next one to have an accident. I would leave here quickly and never come back."

"But you will never be me." Catherine narrowed her brown eyes, and she suddenly sneered: "You probably don't know, I decided to stay in London to go to university. I arranged for a major in criminal psychology. I think it would be a great honor for mi6 to recruit me after graduation.”

After speaking, Catherine took out the bright carnations in the vase, peeled off the petals from the flower buds one by one, and evenly sprinkled them on her dinner plate.Finally, the flower heart was nailed to the table with a dining knife.

"I'm Katherine Nolan." Whether you admit it or not, I'm Katherine Nolan!

Catherine picked up her handbag and left the high-end restaurant without moving her head.

Catherine sent Carl straight home.She found an agent who had been following her and was also protecting her, and borrowed a cell phone.

When Catherine called his name, the agent's eyes widened, not believing that his disguise had been discovered.It wasn't until Catherine was in a bad mood and pointed out bluntly that he had followed her for a whole morning and clearly listed his loopholes that the agent reluctantly handed over his mobile phone.

Another blackberry.

Catherine dialed a series of numbers casually, and Cynthia answered the phone: "Miss Nolan, what's the problem?" At this time, shouldn't Catherine have lunch with Victoria?

"Put me in touch with Mr. Holmes."

Cynthia and Mycroft worked overtime in an office.There have been a lot of things recently, and the British government is also continuously overloaded.

The call was quickly forwarded.

"Miss Nolan, what did you get for dinner?" Mycroft's playful voice came from the phone.Although his voice was soft, there was a mountain of documents in front of Mycroft on the other end of the phone.There are also piles of documents waiting for him to read in his laptop.

"*! I changed my dress, prepared my makeup, and even wore high heels! You let me go out on a date with an old woman!" Catherine's voice became an entertainment for McCulloft in his busy schedule.As long as Mycroft heard the voice coming from the mobile phone, he could imagine Catherine's distraught look.

A smile played on his lips.

"Oh! That's such a pity. I didn't even see you. I just think that you should also look forward to this reunion with your mother."

"You say that as if... Sherlock suddenly started looking forward to spending Christmas with you one day." Catherine made a metaphor lukewarmly.

"Victoria organized a wizard shooting, I'm glad you're busy again."

Catherine hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Mycroft heard the busy signal on the phone and minimized the current file on the desktop.He checked the latest reported information, and saw the shooting incident in front of the Broken Ax Bar at the end.

"The agent following Miss Nolan has been discovered, do we need to send more people?" Cynthia also received feedback from the agent here.

"Increase Nolan's surveillance level. Strengthen Victoria's surveillance."

Mycroft's gaze stayed for a long time on the photo of Catherine digging out the bullet.

The morning of November eleventh. Neal is wearing a neat suit with a bouquet of poppies on his chest.Catherine found someone to help him drag Peter and other FBI agents. This group of policemen who were wandering around London couldn't notice his disappearance for a while.

Part of the tracker: Catherine opens up some joints and gives Neal five hours of blank time.The preparations for the entire theft are in place.

Neal got out of the BMW and strode into the Capitol.Similar to what Catherine had guessed, most of Victoria's surveillance this time was aimed at wizards, and the awareness of prevention for ordinary thieves was much negligent.

Neal easily passed the doorman and registration personnel.His smile made the female secretary who was in charge of guiding a little confused.

Neal's outfit this time is sponsored by t.The second opening of his jacket was converted into a camera, and he also wore a headset in his ear.

The most difficult thing is to get an American to pronounce a pure British pronunciation.But this is not too difficult for the master forger.

Catherine sat on the bed in an ordinary hotel room, watching all this remotely from a computer.

Neal has his own way of how to slip away a striking red box from a senior executive, and there is absolutely no need for Catherine to make any extra suggestions.

In the video, Neal took the coffee he had bought in advance, and suddenly walked out of the corner premeditatedly, and poured a cup of warm coffee on the woman who was walking by.

"Ah! Are you okay! I'm so sorry!" The picture in the video flickered for a while, and Catherine saw the face of the woman being accosted.

"It's all right. I'll just go to the office and change it." Seeing Neal's handsome face, Sophia couldn't bear the thought of blaming him.But she still asked one more question: "Excuse me...haven't I met you before?" Perhaps because she felt that her words sounded like flirting, after Sophia asked, her face turned as red as a persimmon.

"I'm here to attend... the meeting... I just arrived here today, and I'm not very familiar with the environment." Neal replied evasively, and he accompanied Sophilia to the office in the center of the Capitol in a gentlemanly manner go.

"You don't have to keep talking to me, it will delay your meeting!"

Thanks to a mother who was as strict as a monk, Sophia's few experiences of having sex with men of the same age were just polite at banquets.

Sophia's mother can always find various ways to let her daughter, who has just developed a good impression of boys, see the bad side of those people-taking drugs, recruiting prostitutes, defaulting on loans, and spending money like water.

After seeing the other side of these so-called up-and-coming stars, Sophia has long lost the expectations she should have had for a relationship.

Sophia is 26 years old this year and has a fiancé-to-be, but she hasn't spoken a few words to that man yet.Although working in the Capitol, the ambitions of my childhood have completely disappeared.