tech killer

"Congratulations, you are famous." Vivienne watched the news report on the TV screen, asked the boss to bring a cup of butter beer, and ordered a cup of hot milk for Elsa by the way.

Elsa always had the feeling that she had done something wrong. She curled herself up on the seat, sipped warm milk, and lowered her voice subconsciously: "I really didn't mean to."

Vivienne sighed, she put down the half-drinked butter beer, and gave Elsa a loving hug: "It's not your fault, it's my fault, I should notice that your mood is not right." Biai Elsa is a little older and she is calling herself an older sister. In addition, Elsa was brought out of the forest by her. Vivienne really feels that she is actually responsible for this matter.

The first floor of the hotel belongs to the world of ordinary people, and there is an old TV set hanging on the bar counter.Vivienne and Elsa just sat at the bar and had dinner, drinking something by the way.

The hot news in the evening will end soon.At that time, when Vivienne found out that Elsa was in a bad condition, she immediately took her to the hotel again with Apparation.With Elsa's departure, those affected things returned to their original state in less than 10 minutes, and the news just gave a reason that the circuit was damaged and the repair was successful.

Originally, I was considerate of Elsa who was dizzy with Apparition, but in the end she Apparated twice in a row, and Elsa was shocked for no reason.

Elsa was not used to the body temperature of other people, but knowing that Vivienne was kind to her, Elsa obediently did not move.When Vivian straightened up and started drinking her remaining half glass of butterbeer, Elsa whispered thank you.

"You don't need to say thank you to me," Vivienne waved her hand, "After drinking the milk, we pack up and go to bed. I'll take you away tomorrow after a good rest."

Elsa nodded obediently, drank all the milk, and followed Vivian upstairs.

This small hotel called Hogg is run by a Squib. Vivienne taught Elsa some common sense in the wizarding world. shop opened by people.The location of this store is a bit off, and the main customers are ordinary people with little money in their pockets. There are three floors in the store, and the third floor, which is usually not open to the public, is a feature exclusive to the magic world.

Elsa looked at the moving photos and moving newspapers in amazement, and finally changed herself into another appearance under the guidance of Mr. Talking Mirror.

Vivienne looked at Elsa who was wearing a light pink shirt dress, and clapped her hands: "That's right, she looks like a young girl." She said it in an old-fashioned way, pretending to forget herself completely.

Knowing that Vivian was praising her, Elsa couldn't help blushing.Her gray hair became smoother and shinier after using a little potion, and after being trimmed and loosened according to Mr. Mirror's advice, she tied the hair tie with the red star around her wrist.

"Good night, Vivian." She lay on the bed and said good night to Vivian on the bed next to her.

Good night Bucky.

She closed her eyes and said to the person who was not around in her heart.

And far away in base No. 13, the man who had become the Winter Soldier frowned again.He leaned against the corner, raising his hand to hold his heart in confusion.

Some pain, some warm.

It was as if he heard someone saying good night to him.

***

Elsa got up much earlier than Vivian.Her sleep last night was definitely not good, probably because of something on her mind, Elsa, who could sleep with a pillow before, almost suffered from insomnia.

It was already dawn when I woke up.The hotel in the wizarding world opened the curtains and could see the outside.Elsa knelt on her bed and opened the curtains to look out. There were already many people walking back and forth in this old apartment area.

She turned her head and glanced at Vivienne who was sleeping on her back, and finally decided to go downstairs first.

The owner of the hotel is a kind middle-aged man, Vivienne calls him Ryan, a little fat and bald, but he seems to be having a good time.Seeing Elsa walking down by herself, he warmly greeted her and served her a hearty breakfast: "Good morning."

Elsa greeted back with some restraint, and then slowly finished her breakfast.

The food outside is delicious, and the sandwiches made by the boss are much better than Elsa's, but she still misses her craft.She gently pushed away the empty plate, put one hand under the bar and clutched the hem of her shirt skirt, and the other hand tugged at the collar: "You know...how to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the creak of the opened door.Elsa and the boss looked at the door together, and two people came in, a man and a woman.The man seemed to be desperately trying to explain something to the woman, but the woman didn't bother to talk to him at all.The beautiful and sassy woman walked directly to the bar and showed her ID: "NYPD (New York Police Department), hello, this is Kate Beckett."

She paused, took out a photo from her wallet and pushed it to the boss Ryan through the bar table, and continued: "Is Joyce Collier your tenant here?"

Ryan picked up the photo and looked at it for a while, nodded and shook his head: "He lived here for a month, and he checked out the day before yesterday. And the name he showed was not this, it was Jack Skell."

"The last time I saw him was when he checked out?" Beckett nodded, probably knowing that the person was using a pseudonym here, and just asked the question he wanted to know.

Lane is very cooperative with the police.He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally nodded: "Yes, he said that he found a job and was going to live a good life. He had to check out in the early morning, and he gave me a tip when he left... you know , My situation here is almost no tipping."

The female police officer said thank you and was about to leave.Ryan stopped her: "May I ask, Jack... Oh no, it's Joyce... What's wrong with him?"

"His body was found early this morning," Beckett said. "We are now looking for clues. If you find anything, you can come to the police station and tell us."

Along with the policewoman was a man who looked a little flirtatious. He was wearing a casual suit. After the policewoman answered Ryan's words, he interrupted: "Do you know what happened last night?"

Ryan blinked cooperatively: "Is it a power outage? My shop escaped the disaster, I just watched the news."

The man tugged at his collar and nodded: "That's right, it's that time... Hey!"

The female police officer withdrew the elbow that poked his waist, thanked him domineeringly and said goodbye, and then dragged the man who had been rubbing his waist with an exaggerated expression, and left the hotel.

Elsa watched for a long time, and finally followed the female police officer out the door.

She bit her lower lip lightly, gave herself a good psychological hint, and then ran a few steps to keep up with Beckett: "Officer!"

Beckett stopped walking cooperatively and looked at the girl: "Any questions?"

Elsa clutched the hem of her skirt and mustered up her courage: "Someone told me that if you go missing, you need to call the police...is that right?"

The heroic female police officer became serious. She looked at the very nervous girl and took her back to the police station.

So at noon, Vivian followed Ryan to the police station to pick up Elsa, who was about to cry.

Poor Vivienne originally planned to sleep until noon, but was woken up by Ryan's knock on the door just after ten o'clock.Resisting getting up and opening the door, what I received was a call from the police station, asking them to pick up Elsa who didn't know how to come back.

Elsa didn't speak any more along the way, but the little girl's eye circles were a little red no matter what, but she held back her tears without falling a single drop.

Miss Vivienne expressed a very headache. She saw that Elsa's skirt had been wrinkled, and she felt a little distressed: "Don't be like this, Elsa, I will take you to find someone. Best consulting detective, sure to help you find Bucky."

Elsa looked up, her mouth was deflated, and she was crying a little: "They said they couldn't find this person, and there was no corresponding person with this name. It might be a pseudonym."

"..." Vivian, who was told by Ryan what happened in the morning, instantly understood why Elsa was like this.

"Do you think he will do this?" Vivian tried to change the subject when the small truck that was driving normally was forced to stop in the middle of the road.

Elsa aggrievedly protested her doubts about Vivienne, and her words proved her trust in Bucky, and then tried to restrain her ability to scatter. Ryan finally restarted the car before the traffic police arrived, and the pickup truck Safely returned to the hotel.

In the next time, Vivienne began to help Elsa organize things.The two of them spent an afternoon sorting things out, separating what was needed from what was not needed. After everything was tidied up, Vivienne took out a copper-yellow key.

She helped Elsa put the box away, told her several times, and then took out her wand and held it in her hand: "I'll count to three, let's touch this key with our index finger, OK?"

Elsa hummed and swallowed nervously.

At the moment when the key was touched at the end of the countdown, a sense of pulling and weightlessness from the navel made Elsa want to scream out in horror, but in the end she gritted her teeth and endured until her feet hit the ground.

While she was still fainting, she heard an elegant male voice with a slightly drawn out tone: "Miss Colburn, I said you would greet me before you came, huh?"