Chapter 986

Recently, Muggle disappearances have been increasing.

As a result of the previous disaster, Mundungus realized that future intelligence gathering might need to include the Muggle world.

However, compared with the population of the magic world, the social composition of Muggle is much more complex.

"To be honest, it's hard to find out the news from Muggle - although it's a special period at present, the international confidentiality law is still there, and we don't dare to be too conspicuous..."

Listen, Mundungus is spitting bitterness there. Maka doesn't really say much.

In fact, the birth of international secrecy law is to provide two-way protection for wizards and Muggles. As long as the two sides are isolated from each other as much as possible, a lot of trouble can be avoided.

If you have to give an example... Let's say war.

However, in this period of time, Haier Bo's constant tossing also made Muggles have a lot of inevitable contact with wizards, so that the international confidentiality law has almost become a decoration.

However, his ability to ignore the legal texts of the modern magic world does not mean that Mundungus, who can only walk on the edge, dare to cross that line.

"Mr. McLean, you said... If we want to go to the Muggle world to develop some 'manpower', will it work?"

Look at montungus's sneaky look. Makaton was angry and said:

"It won't work!"

He naturally knew what this guy was thinking - as long as he got approval or advice from him, this guy could do these exceptional things in his name. If the Federation asks for guilt, Marca McLean will be the strongest shield.

In fact, Mundungus's idea is mainly for the expansion of intelligence channels. Of course, he has selfishness, but the benefits to the order of the Phoenix and Maka are indeed obvious.

And to tell the truth, if makakan nodded this head, with his current network, it could really be done.

But

"There's no problem with the temporary investigation. If there are any valuable clues, you can use truth spitting agent and even soul snatching mantra. But you must remember the word 'temporary'," he said seriously. "It's not the time to break the estrangement. Don't stretch your hand too much."

Frankly speaking, if Marca wanted to, he would have agreed to the invitation of the queen and the old bishop last time. But he knew very well that it was too early to talk about these things. If he did, he would only get a burning end.

After saying this, he returned to the original question:

"So, what's the matter with the Muggle disappearance case you just mentioned? It was done by a wizard?"

Seeing that Marca completely disagreed with his idea, Mundungus could only put the itchy idea back into his heart.

Because he knows that, like the extraordinary move of developing power in the Muggle world, only a few people in the world can do it - at least he must not be qualified.

After finishing his mind a little, Mundungus explained in a low voice.

"I can't make up my mind just because it doesn't look like it was done by a wizard!" he said slightly depressed. "In fact, it's not difficult to find out the missing cases themselves. Even if Muggles do it themselves, it's just more time."

"But the strange thing is that behind those disappearances, human lives are actually involved, and... The death process of those dead is also very strange, which is the kind of 'strange with traces to follow'."

When Maka heard the speech, she couldn't help picking her eyebrows and said:

"What do you say about 'strange with traces to follow'?"

Immediately, Mundungus randomly picked a case he had investigated and told Maka as an example.

According to him, a few days ago, an accident happened to such a seemingly ordinary Muggle family:

It was a home made up of a couple and two young children. The husband is a car salesman, and the wife who has just given birth to her second child resigned to take care of the children at home.

Obviously, this is actually a common family in London.

But just a few days ago, the wife found out by chance that her husband was having an affair. This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to a woman who has only been married for a few years.

So, the always gentle and wise wife questioned her husband that night, trying to let him explain everything.

She had thought that her husband would hide and refuse to admit it - although it would also annoy her, it could also prove that her wife was still in her husband's heart.

Marriage is not a person's business, not to mention now there are two children. Even for the sake of her children, she wanted to see if she could get it back.

But what she didn't expect was that her husband admitted it carelessly!

Needless to say, the quarrel between the husband and wife further escalated with the husband's attitude, and a cold war began between the two.

"It's normal to be here," said Mundungus. "Things like this often happen, whether in Muggle or in the magic world. But next..."

A pair of scissors, a life; The deceased was a husband, but not a wife.

"... it was their eldest son who moved his hand," he said, frowning and reaching out. "He was only five years old and so tall - the child stabbed his throat three or four times while his father was drunk!"

"Five years old?" Marca frowned. "Is it his own will?"

"Yes," Mundungus nodded, "I asked myself... But there is another problem. At first, the case was only led by a disappearance. At that time, the wife didn't know that her husband died in the bathroom. She only found that her youngest son was missing... In a panic, she called the police."

"What's the problem?" Marca asked suspiciously.

However, Mundungus spread his hand.

"No problem," he said. "It's just because it's OK. That's the biggest problem - I said from the beginning that 'disappearances' have been increasing recently."

Hearing this, Maka suddenly said:

"That's why you just said that human lives are involved behind the disappearance cases... No, it should be said the other way round - all these human life cases were initially involved in the disappearance cases?"

"Yes, that's right." Mundungus nodded. "We have a rough statistics. The dead and murderers have no rules to follow, and the distribution of cases can only be said to be near London - both inside and outside the city. Only the 'missing' is the same for everyone... Although the missing are not strange, and most of them are easily found afterwards."

Judging from what he said, it's really hard to make a hasty conclusion whether this matter is related to the wizard... Or, more clearly, whether it is related to Haier Bo.

Of course, Haier Bo must be a big deal when it comes to suspicion.

"Hmm..." Maka thought for a moment and then said, "just because your current number is not enough to find the situation in time, so you will tell me to develop manpower in Muggle world?"

"Yes!" Mundungus said bitterly, "the Muggle side is too chaotic, there are many and miscellaneous people, and there are many wizards here who are not familiar with Muggle things."

"Don't tell me now," Marca waved her hand. "In short, you just keep staring at it in your current state, and I'll think of other ways."

With that, he picked up the remaining half cup of butter and beer, drank it and fell into meditation.

Seeing that Marca was not speaking, Mundungus had to turn his head and look at aberforth, who immediately looked away impatiently.

"Er... We'll keep staring. Then I won't bother you next - please call me anytime if you have anything. I'll be right next to you!"

After saying a word to Marca, Mundungus, who felt a little bored sitting, stood up and walked to the other round tables with his hot whisky.

Maka answered casually and didn't care about his departure.

He is now thinking about "disappearances", especially the fact that "most of the missing people are easily recovered afterwards".

Obviously, there must be a reason for this. If these disappearances are "man-made", the reasons here are even more intriguing.

As for those seemingly "strange" deaths, Maka has had some personal ideas.

"Anyway, you have to check it yourself first."

Put the empty glass down gently, Maka murmured.

……

The next day, Maka received the summary of the case sorted out by Mundungus. He asked the other party to make a record of all the cases he had followed, so that he could select and check them.

As Mundungus said, these disappearances are really many.

Although compared with the population near London, this list is nothing at all. But if you want him to check it one by one, to be honest, he really doesn't have so much time.

At present, Maka is sitting in his potion preparation room, looking at these case records with different handwriting. Before long, he shook his head:

"There's really no rule."

But after roughly scanning it first and finding that she didn't see any clues, Maka settled down and looked at it carefully.

Because he is used to reading all kinds of messy materials, his reading speed is much faster than ordinary people. He saw the stack of reports alternating rapidly in his hand, turning over most of them in the twinkling of an eye.

But suddenly, his hand turned over the report stopped.

"This is --"

Maka stared at the paper in her hand and looked back and forth again, but her eyebrows grew tighter and tighter.

A moment later, he put all the other reports on the table, took only that one, quickly walked out, and hurried out of the room.