Chapter 765

"Sir, those guys in black wizard robes are in the house opposite. Counting the Smith tied up on Xuegang street, just ten people went in at the beginning..."

In the middle of St. Martin road in Canterbury, Maka came to the second floor of a house with montungus and the old man on Xuegang street.

At present, the three of them are sitting next to the window on the second floor with a wizard at the forefront of tracking, observing the house across the road through the gap in the curtain.

"You mean 'at first'?" Marca glanced at the window and asked with a frown. "That is to say, then someone went in... Or came out?"

As he asked, he turned his head again and looked at the male wizard who ate by watching.

To tell you the truth, the goods are bearded and round. If judged only from the appearance, no one can guess that he is a very excellent tracking expert.

However, Maka knew that the "expert" was by no means in vain.

From the moment Maka arrived here, he found no less than ten warnings, defenses or hidden spells from this temporary peeping place.

Those spells were all over the main points of the house, and almost every inch of the ground, wall and even ceiling were brought into his control.

As long as someone takes a step here without "saying hello", he will know immediately and escape from others without hesitation.

"The best tracking expert must be the best anti tracking expert." Maka once heard Kingsley say this.

As far as everything Maka sees now, this fat beard really has some real skills.

"Oh, sir, that's right!" the guy laughed and said, "four people left on the way... Well, to be exact, it should be described as' running away '!"

"Run away?" said Marcello suspiciously. "Is anyone chasing them?"

"No, to be honest, I also wonder about this -" the beard touched his belly and shook his head. "There must be someone chasing after him, because the four people in black robes fled in a hurry and looked back while running... But the chaser didn't seem to follow."

He said, briefly, and then added:

"What makes people more confused is that a group of people went into the house before and after. During that period, they didn't even catch the reaction of phantom development!"

At the same time, beard patted an alchemical instrument on the table, which was the prop he used to detect the phantom development spell.

"So, if I have to say it, there is only one answer left -" at this point, the beard slapped his stomach and spread his hands.

"The guy in black is fighting!"

"Isn't that possible?" Mundungus, who was on one side, couldn't help interrupting, "they tied up a man before they did anything concrete from beginning to end, and then infighted?"

"Hum, what's impossible?" the wretched old man on the other side glanced. "I can see a lot of infighting, and there are all kinds of reasons! Don't mention tying a person... Even the so-called 'partners' who just set up a group and want to do something immediately kill each other!"

"Ho!" Mundungus grinned at this.

"As far as the infighting is concerned, he's right," Marca nodded. "However, as long as we don't fully understand the situation inside, it's all speculation."

After that, he looked at the beard again and continued to ask, "do you have any clue about the general whereabouts of the four people who escaped?"

"Oh, of course!" Beard said naturally, "I'm not the group of rookies who marked people in the black market at the beginning. They can lose them in a fully enclosed space with only one access point..."

Halfway through, he waved his hand and his face was full of confidence.

"Don't worry!" Beard said to Marca, "I've already let a man bite the tails of the four people!"

"Well, very good!" Ma Ka nodded. "This half is the deposit. All the others have caught it. You can go to him for the rest."

As he spoke, he took out a pocketbook sewn with fine linen from his waist, put it on the table, and then pushed it forward. Then he stretched out his finger and pointed to Mundungus beside him, which could be regarded as explaining the follow-up things together.

After all, he didn't have time to pay the balance after he caught someone.

Seeing this, beard quickly rubbed his hands, and then gently opened the tether on the money bag. Immediately, a brilliant golden light made him smile.

"Generous sir, I won't say anything! If you still have such a good job in the future, please be sure to give it to me, fat rat!" big beard picked up his money bag and said happily, "please believe me, too. Just keep an eye on my ability. I think fat rat won't lose to anyone."

"No problem," Maka said casually. "Don't say I'm generous. Since I'll pay you this amount, it means your work is worth the price."

With that, he stood up directly, turned and walked towards the stairs.

"You all stay here, and I... let's go to the opposite door first..."

Soon, the three of Mundungus waiting in the room saw that Maka walked through the deserted street, opened the door of the house opposite and disappeared into the door hole.

"He just went in?" Beard said subtly.

"It's all right," Mundungus shrugged. "Our boss is not an ordinary wizard. He wants to catch people. I haven't seen anyone who can't catch them!"

"Dung, although you've been unwilling to say, I've asked several times!" the obscene old man couldn't help asking, "what's the origin of your 'boss'? Can you make your wallflower stick to him for so long?"

"Hey, you said I wouldn't tell you. Will I say it now?" montungus waved his hand. "Stop talking nonsense!"

The three were talking, but they heard a sudden explosion across the street. Then they saw that the whole house collapsed in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the phantom shift detector on the table glowed red.

"Someone used the phantom shape shifting spell." bearded immediately responded.

Almost the second he said this, the bricks and stones in the ruins of the house opposite turned over, and then a figure came out of the pile of bricks with something.

The three people in the room immediately looked carefully. Who else could it be if it wasn't Marca?

Soon, Maka dragged a guy in Muggle clothes back to the room and threw him on the floor.

It can be seen that although he was pressed at the bottom by the collapsed bricks and stones, the hooded cloak used to hide his identity was not damaged, and even the dust was not stained.

As soon as Mundungus and bearded saw that Maka had left people on the floor, they both came up and tried to check, but Maka waved at them at that time.

"Don't look, it's dead."

"So..." Mundungus hesitated. "Is this one of the black robed Wizards?"

"Probably!" Marca thought. "When I went in, there were six Smith in the room, just as I expected at the beginning. But I must say I underestimated their quality and determination..."

After that, he gave a general account of what had happened when he went in.

In short, when the five people inside saw him, one of them took out his wand and directly moved his hand.

In fact, when Maka saw that they all changed their Muggle costumes, she had the idea that each other should try to play a play to fool herself first.

But he did not expect that the other party's reaction was so fierce that one person did not hesitate to delay his family as soon as he came up.

Then it became obvious that the remaining four members used the phantom shifting spell with Smith and decisively chose to escape while Maka was entangled.

However, as far as the situation at that time was concerned, this alone was not enough to get the rest of the people out smoothly.

When she found that the other party had launched the phantom shape shifting spell, Maka immediately waved her back hand, and a divine front shadowless spell expanded and flew to the suddenly emerging space in an instant.

The spell created by Snape is shapeless, with extraordinary lethality and terrible speed. It is really suitable for use in this situation.

As long as he is hit by the magic blade, Maka is sure to seriously injure at least one more person, which will leave him more pursuit advantages.

However, his divine front shadowless spell was blocked - the guy who intended to hold him down unexpectedly resolutely blocked it with his own body when he found that he had no time to cast the spell!

And that guy is still not finished after he receives a powerful spell.

When he noticed that Maka wanted to reach out again, he directly waved his wand and rushed straight to Maka again. He didn't even care that he had vomited blood in his mouth.

Then

"... after realizing that his companion had successfully escaped, this guy committed suicide," Marka said, pointing to the body on the ground. "His brain was stirred into a paste and there was no help at all."

In fact, he didn't say so in detail. After all, he still has to follow up. But with just a few words, he outlined the situation on the scene clearly enough.

"Hiss -"

After listening, Mundungus couldn't help taking a breath, and even the other two old Youzi shook their heads.

Such action efficiency and determination to die can be said to be very rare in the magic world. Even the death eaters who are the first fallen demons are not as cruel as these guys.

"I've examined the traces of the phantom movement," Maka added suddenly. "It's vague, but it's roughly somewhere in London."