Although he said this, Rossi knew very well in his heart that assassinating him was just a task assigned by the other party. He was equivalent to a murderous knife. The real culprit was the person who placed a bounty on him.
Who is offering the reward?
Without making any further guesses, Rossi thought of Tangtang and the people in the Half-blood Wizards Autonomous Society.
"If you think like this, Oakeron may not be the only one who will come to assassinate me!"
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Rossi couldn't help but shudder.
Looking around with alert eyes, she felt more at ease when she saw that the number of pedestrians nearby was gradually increasing.
"Miss, are you okay? Do you need help calling the police?"
A tall and thin young male NPC wearing a tall felt hat noticed the blood stains on Rossi's body, walked up quickly, and asked with gentlemanly and guarded gray eyes.
"No thanks!"
Although he could tell at first glance that the other person was a Muggle, Rossi still bowed politely and expressed respect and gratitude, "It's just a small problem, I can solve it."
After hearing what she said, the other party no longer insisted, but used the nearly one-meter-long cane in his hand to fiddle with the wand bag that Rossi took off from Okeron.
"What's inside here is a magic wand?"
His sharp eyes shifted to the wand bag on Rossi's waist, slid past the golden wand handle, and landed on Rossi's face.
Huh? He actually knows about wands?
Rossi couldn't help but be a little surprised. You know, even if there are disciplinary agencies in the Muggle world, at present, for most Muggles, magic and wizards still belong to the category of occultism and are fields unknown to the public. .
As if seeing the confusion in Rossi's eyes, the young Muggle took off his felt hat with his left hand, leaned forward slightly, and bowed:
"Hello, I'm Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes, a detective."
"What? Sherlock Holmes? Are you Sherlock Holmes?!!"
Rossi suddenly looked at his angular face in surprise. What was going on in this game? Why was there still Holmes?
"Oh, has Miss heard of me?"
Sherlock quickly flipped through the past in the memory palace. After confirming that he had not seen Rosie, his eyes suddenly became more interested in looking at her.
"Of course I've heard of Detective Sherlock Holmes!"
Rossi said it was natural, but after seeing the other party's young appearance and playful eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty.
Isn't he famous yet?
"Detective Sherlock Holmes..." Sherlock repeated, suddenly laughing a few times, "Is this a prophecy from a wizard?"
"I'm not belittling myself. Although as a consulting detective, I have a certain reputation in the detective circle, it is far from being well-known to everyone."
"Uh... Rosie, Rosie, don't be fooled by the celebrity effect. This is just a game, a game of wizards and magic. Don't worry about a Muggle at all!"
"Even if he is Sherlock Holmes, he is your idol in a sense..."
Thoughts were swirling, and Rossi's body and thoughts were completely different and she changed into a smiling face: "Hello, Mr. Holmes, my name is Rossi, and as you expected, I am a wizard."
Thinking of how he looked covered in blood, he added: "I am an Auror, you can understand it as a police officer in the magical world."
Hearing this, Sherlock was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Hello, Miss Wizard, do you need help contacting the disciplinary agency?"
"No, no, I'm not affiliated with that agency."
Rossi, who had no interest in disciplinary institutions, immediately refused and changed the subject, "Sir, you know a lot, and you also know about disciplinary institutions."
"He once assisted in investigating a case..."
Sherlock explained casually, then handed over a business card and recommended himself, "Since the lady is a police officer in the magical world, if you need help, you can come to me for help. Believe me, even if it involves the mysterious field, a detective The ability is also very useful.”
Is this considered to be a foreign aid in the task of solving a case?
"Sherlock Holmes."
Turning over the simple business card in his hand, Rossi thought to himself, "Montag Street, the one near the Brantania Museum?"
"Okay, if necessary."
After thinking for a while, Rossi replied, "If you need help, you can also come to me at No. 2 Gris Square in Brantania City."
After saying that, under the strange look in the other party's eyes, Rossi took out a handful of high-grade floo powder and sprinkled it out.
"The Leaky Cauldron!"
…
When Rosie walked out of the Extraordinary Clothing Store in Diagon Alley, her clothes had been completely restored and the blood on them had been cleaned.
But she was in no hurry to leave Diagon Alley, she still needed to find a repair shop to restore the durability of her equipment.
Since this is a safe zone, she doesn't need to worry about assassins coming to assassinate her.
"Where is the repair shop located?"
While muttering to himself, Rossi rummaged through a folder named Shop that he had stored in the system, "I found it, this is it, the Magic Item Repair Shop, located on the south side...next to the Magical Beasts Shop!"
While she was thinking, she felt something seemed to have just arrived beneath her feet.
"Please move your foot, thank you, you stepped on my tail!"
The sudden sound from her feet startled Rosie who was thinking about it. She hurriedly moved to the side and looked down.
"What is this? A stray...cat?"
I saw a dirty-looking stray cat quickly retracting its tail under its body. When Rossi noticed him, its amber eyes showed a human expression: "Please pay attention to your steps when walking in the future."
ha? Am I being despised by a cat?
Rossi felt a little funny in his heart. He knelt down and looked into the other person's eyes and asked, "I'm sorry, is your tail okay?"
Thinking of the way the cat screamed and exploded when he accidentally stepped on its tail, Rossi felt that the stray cat's reaction was too bland.
"What, you want me to scream and jump up like those stupid house cats and scratch you with a few more bloody marks?"
The cat spoke proudly, sounding like a young lady who had run away from home.
Uh...that's not necessary.
Rossi looked at the other party with a little novelty. Although he had known that such talking pets existed in the game before, this cat was the first one he had seen with his own eyes.
"Where is your master? Aren't you afraid of you lying on the street like this?"
"Wild animals never know what fear is!"
The slightly thin cat's face turned to the side, "Only those stupid domestic cats need to be raised by humans."
wild? No owner? How can it be?
Rosie was suddenly confused. As far as she knew, all the known talking pets came from the advanced copy of "Aslan". This means that all talking pets are brought out from the dungeon by players and cannot be left without an owner.
But what's going on with this little guy in front of me? Does it really have no owner? Then am I...
With his thoughts swirling, Rossi couldn't help but say: "Hello, my name is Rossi, you..."
"so annoying!"
As if it was annoyed, the stray cat quickly got up and jumped onto the wooden box next to it, used its strength to jump, kicked on the store's plaque, and then jumped to the eaves.
Am I bothered?
Seeing it look back at him with disgust and then disappear, Rossi began to doubt his own charm.
At this moment, a very cold-sounding male voice sounded from the side: "What are you doing squatting here?"
It's natural to talk to others in a cold manner, who are you...
Rossi cursed and turned to look at the man who spoke.
"Don...Don Tage?"
Tang Taige was seen wearing the dark brown suit that had not changed for thousands of years, looking here with a calm expression. When Rossi turned his head, he seemed to recognize Rossi, and a trace of surprise quickly flashed in his eyes.
"Rosie?"
Without waiting for Rossi to reply, he turned around and asked, as if he didn't care about the answer to the question, "Have you seen an orange cat? I heard someone said that I saw it nearby."
cat? Is he looking for the cat? Is he the cat's owner?
"I've seen it before, but it just ran away."
Rossi asked suspiciously, "Are you its owner?"
"no."
Tang Taige answered briefly, "It's a mission. Which way did it go?"
Oh, it's a mission.
Rosie suddenly realized that she had no intention of deceiving the other party. She pointed in the direction where the cat left and said:
"It just said something about how annoying it is, and then ran away from the room. Well... it must have smelled you!"
"Thanks!"
Tang Taige thanked him, then immediately took out his broomstick and chased in that direction.
Eh? Is this going too fast? ! !
Rossi, who had already clicked on the friend application interface, had no choice but to give up his original idea and walked towards his destination muttering.
