The Daily Life of Wizards [British and American]

"...In fact, Mr. Mycroft of the British government is already very dissatisfied with the British wizarding community..."

"Hold on, FBI!"

A loud shout interrupted the conversation between the siblings.

Danny was calm as expected. He raised his hand, then turned around, and said innocently to the police who rushed over, "Hi, everyone, the three over there are criminals, and my sister and brother-in-law are innocent. .”

Lucius and Narcissa had to enter the police station again on the day they had just left the police station.

This was torture for the two pure-blood wizards who hated Muggles.

Fortunately, there is Danny, who told the story very calmly, except that there is no way to explain why the bullets fired by the criminals appeared on them instead.

But in this regard, as an American wizard, a special agency of the US government, Danny Black still has a little privilege.

It's just that when he walked out of the interrogation room, he bumped into the young boy Rhett who looked very young but claimed to be a doctor.

He looked at him strangely with those eyes with thick dark circles, "Uh... I always thought it was a legend... but I didn't expect it to be true, I mean..." He looked tangled, as if he didn't know Knows how to say, "Wizard...that's weird."

Danny Black opened his blue eyes wide and looked at him in surprise, "How do you know?"

"It's actually not surprising." Dr. Reid showed a stiff smile, "I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, not the doctor who is a doctor, but a doctor, I have chemistry, mathematics, engineering Three doctorates, two master's degrees in psychology and sociology, in addition, my IQ is as high as 187, I have a super clear memory ability, I can read [-] words per minute, and I have a photographic memory..."

He described his series of great achievements in a very fast manner.

People who don't know him well may think that he is showing off, but in fact, he is just stating the facts.

Danny didn't have any special reaction at all. For any time traveler who has watched Criminal Minds, facing the famous Dr. Reed with low EQ, it is difficult to raise any negative emotions except feeling kind and admirable.

Because this doctor is really pure and kind, and his character is like a child to some extent.

So, Danny listened to his self-introduction very tolerantly, and then asked calmly: "Then?"

Dr. Reid showed an embarrassed expression, and he grabbed the strap of the messenger bag uneasily, "I mean, my flash memory tells me that in the same building, on the seventh floor, there is a mysterious department , I met you once in a while. You are an employee of the [Wizards External Liaison Office]. It's really funny that the government allows such a department name to exist! I thought wizards at first were a reference to, 'Magicians People', maybe it means that your department has great powers, as if it can cast magic...Garcia sometimes jokes about himself, saying that he is a little witch who can cast magic."

"However, I noticed later that your department is really mysterious. You people always appear suddenly and then disappear suddenly. I used to think that there was a secret passage in that building, but after looking carefully, I found that there is no. I I even thought that I had hallucinations and suffered from some kind of mental illness. Fortunately, I saw this haunted event discussed by everyone on the internal government forum, and I was sure that what I saw was real... Afterwards, out of curiosity, I paid attention to it a few times, and finally saw one of them, who really appeared in the corridor out of nowhere... This is unbelievable! So, there really are wizards?"

His last sentence was a question, but the available tone was very affirmative, and the eyes with thick dark circles gleamed with childlike innocence and curiosity, which was really irresistible.

"Don't you watch TV?" Danny deliberately didn't answer him directly, but said in a circle, "There is a program called the daily life of wizards, and I am a regular guest."

"I don't really watch entertainment programs...uh...the daily life of wizards?" Rhett couldn't hide the surprised expression on his face, and he seemed to be even more confused, "Uh...you can still go on TV? Everyone Know?"

Danny couldn't help laughing, "Dr. Rhett, sometimes, the more you want to cover up something, the more you have to show it openly. Since you introduced yourself to me just now, let me introduce you as well." Tell me about myself! I am Danny Black, a magician by profession, and to be honest, this is much more interesting than wizards."

"I worked with Columbia Television before and filmed a series of large-scale reality shows [Daily Life of Wizards], and the ratings were in the top ten in the United States for two years. I also performed a large-scale musical "Wizard's Death" on Broadway. ", box office revenue comparable to "The Lion King."

"At present, my next stop is England. I plan to shoot a large-scale documentary about the rise and fall of the British magic world, or a movie. If I can get rid of those British guys and make the film release smoothly, I will definitely invite you... ...I mean, maybe you'd like to do me a favor and take a look?"

Rhett's expression was a bit dazed, but he subconsciously responded, "Uh...okay."

"Then... goodbye, Dr. Rhett! It was a pleasure talking to you, and I look forward to seeing you next time."

Danny smiled at the little doctor who was confused by himself. He saw Narcissa and Lucius with irritable expressions in the distance. Without further delay, he quickly chased after them and left the police station with them. Bureau.

Morgan came out of the interrogation room, and took a strange look at Dr. Reid who was in a daze, "Hi, buddy, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't distinguish between reality and fantasy." Reid said with a frown.

"Don't think too much." Morgan comforted him gently, and couldn't help jokingly said, "Maybe it's an overuse of the brain?"

"Stop making trouble." Reid replied helplessly, "How is it? Where is the suspect?"

"No mistake." Morgan's expression became serious. "It's completely hopeless. They have a strong hatred for all rich people, especially the British couple just now..."

The cheerful black man shrugged helplessly and said, "They think that couple is the devil and should be beaten to death. Because the couple was on the side of the road before and said to them with a bad attitude, 'dirty that shouldn't exist. Things', to be honest, this is really too much... This may be their source of stimulation. From the beginning, their target was the British couple. The previous tragedy was just a practice..."

"But that's not the reason for them to kill." The kind little doctor Reid replied decisively, "Morgan, no matter what the reason is, no one, no one has the right to deprive others of their lives for no reason."

Morgan's expression softened, "Of course, you are right."

"I still find it strange that just such a sentence has committed two massacres?" Reid frowned suspiciously, "In fact, they have lived at the bottom of society for a long time. You should have heard a lot of things like this. Time...why this time?"

"It's hard to understand the perverted thoughts." Morgan raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Maybe it's just a sudden explosion after reaching that critical point after being suppressed."

The two of them were silent for a while. Many times, facing one murder case after another, they both felt sad and incomprehensible.

After a long time, Rhett suddenly raised his head, "Uh, by the way...Morgan, have you seen [the daily life of wizards]?"

"Sounds like a variety show, or a documentary? I don't watch TV shows much." The handsome black guy spread his hands, "Maybe you should ask Garcia."

"Okay, nothing." Rhett frowned and turned around, "We should go back."

Like every time, after being busy with another serial murder case, everyone in BAU dragged their suitcases to the airport with a little relief.

However, this time is destined to be different from every time. Just 5 minutes before boarding, JJ's cell phone rang.

JJ picked up the phone.

"Thank you for coming, really, thank you for helping us catch the criminal."

"Oh, this is what we should do." JJ relaxed a lot, and she showed a smile, thinking it was a thank you call, she asked politely, "It's our honor to help you, the suspect Is everything okay?"

"I wish you all the best... oh, suspect, everything is fine." It was indeed a thank you call, and the chief of the Washington Police Department said with a smile on the phone, "In fact, after you left, we interrogated him overnight again last night." Those three murderers. They confessed to the murder, but... But later, they obviously said a ridiculous thing in order to get rid of the crime."

"What happened?" JJ asked sharply, she subconsciously felt that it happened.She motioned for Hodge to stop there and board the plane later.

"The perpetrators said that they had posted the murder plan on the Internet before, and then they met an unknown person who encouraged them and encouraged them to carry out... This is ridiculous, you think, Would anyone really commit such an act of inciting crime?"

JJ was stunned, and she quickly asked more calmly, "Did they say, who is that unknown person?"

"They said they only knew the network ID... I'm not sure if it's true or not, maybe it's just them trying to shirk responsibility, but it's useless, the evidence is conclusive. In fact, even if this person is found out, so what? On the Internet It's just encouragement, we have no way to convict him...Maybe, this person doesn't know that this thing will come true, and he doesn't know the seriousness of the matter. He just saw it on the Internet and thought it was funny...Maybe it's a teenager, When you're young, you're making wild noises and instigation?"

The chief of the Washington Police Department felt that this matter was not very reliable, and he regretted that he had brought this matter up to the FBI. He smiled indifferently and said, "Okay, you guys It's time to get on the plane, let's forget about it!"

"What's the ID of that unknown person?" JJ asked, no matter what the chief of the police station thought, she keenly felt that maybe, this matter was not completely over.

"It does not matter……"

"What's the ID?"

"Okay...Professor M...that person's ID is Professor M."