Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

Ans, who was ready to 'mining', returned to the guest room with three luggage bags, adjusted the wooden box in his hand to the [Magic] state, and stuffed the three large bags inside.

Although explosives and firearms can also be purchased in Britain, local information suggests that it is safer to buy them now.

He has already made a plan. He will break into a wave of research institutes first, and then enter Ilvermorny when they are in chaos. Even if the magic world in the United States is going to cause trouble, it will not be such a coincidence.

So there is a time difference here. The object that ordinary people are searching for comes to the magical world. When the magical world cannot survive, it should also be when the popularity of the ordinary world is gradually declining. They can take the opportunity to return without anyone noticing. Home.

A perfect plan, as for the enemies and accidents encountered along the way, it is simple. If everyone is eliminated, it will be unnoticed.

Ragehi tick table row

The boss was a middle-aged man with a hunchback and curly hair wearing glasses. He heard the bell ringing as the door opened and stood up when he saw the person coming.

"Mr. Wick."

Ragesh made a gesture of invitation and led the way to the workshop. When Ans entered, he closed the door. The good sealing material isolated the sound from outside, but the closed-circuit television on the wall next to it was working. Very good monitoring of the outside scene.

"No. 168 Houpu Road, Zhongsheng Pharmaceutical Research Institute, is affiliated to the Elf Research Institute and was purchased by the Zeus Group. It was a private estate of a prince 50 years ago. It has been passed down for many years and served as the last liaison station during the war."

While introducing it, Ragoshi pulled out a blueprint from the cabinet next to him and turned on the lamp on the table to make the blueprint transparent so that people could see the route clearly.

"This is a building drawing from a hundred years ago. This part is the underground pipeline facilities and escape routes." Then he pulled out another drawing and spread it flat on it. "This one is a drawing of a new building 50 years ago. You can see the workers." Just knock down the buildings on the ground and then lay down a layer of soil, oh, the research institute... then at most we can lay down steel plates, but in short, the entrance to the passage is not blocked or destroyed."

After scanning the route and memorizing it, he nodded to the other party and put the drawing away.

"Thank you."

There is no need to worry about the leakage of intelligence. As the largest underground platform in the West, keeping each 'member's' information confidential is the basis for their survival.

There used to be no platforms or organizations that used personal information as the basis to threaten various killers, mercenaries, and other people or gangs, but they are gone. They are often suppressed as soon as there are signs. Even if they have hatred towards each other, they all unite at that moment. When they get up, they can at most destroy those organizational platforms that want to be their masters, and then turn their guns and shoot at each other.

Even though Gaotai Hotel is currently the largest intermediary platform, it is only an intermediary platform. At most, it has the right to prioritize killers and mercenaries - if the remuneration is sufficient.

After leaving enough gold maple leaf coins and turning around to leave, Mr. Ragoshi raised his head.

"Happy hunting, Mr. Wick."

The same words appeared when Thomas said the same words to his back when he was getting his mobile suit.

They are not stupid, they really laughed when they thought it was a mine. They all know that in the not-too-distant future in the United States, they will start to be 'happy'.

Isn't there such a sentence?

——Happy America, shoot out every day.

As a beggar gang in the West, the king of the homeless group - Jin, took a sip of Coke in a glass and said to his men with a smile. .seven

"Let me tell you, be more honest these days. Don't go anywhere. Just stay in gathering places and places where welfare materials are distributed, so as not to be taken away and used as a scapegoat."

The homeless man in an old felt hat nodded and left.

At the same time, some stores had some changes. Although they were not closed completely, they seemed much 'quieter' compared to before, as if the noisy children had become well-behaved.

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After finishing dressing up, Ans gave himself four layers of disguises, including a skeleton, a freckled boy, a pitted old man, and a middle-aged man with Chinese characters. He put on a wig, picked up the box and left.

First, he entered a random sewer on Houpu Road. After walking for a while, he turned around and faced the wall. Without doing anything, he used the magic power of Obscurus to open a door in the wall and arrived underground at the Zhongsheng Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

Instead of rushing in immediately, he took out the prepared RDX travel bag and began to place bombs point by point, while placing firearms and ammunition at certain corners and bunkers.

After doing all this, there was still one bag of RDX and half a bag of firearms and bullets left. He did not continue, but placed the box in a hidden place at the exit.

Taking a deep breath, Ans turned around and re-entered the ground. Even he didn't want to penetrate head-on on the surface or sneak in from above the surface. If he could come quietly, he wouldn't open Wushuang, not to mention the impact would be bad.

Not long after, they came to another opening in the tunnel, which was the inside of the research institute. Due to the timeliness of the information, I didn't know what department this place was at this moment, but what was certain was that it was not sealed.

Because there are multiple heartbeats above, this shows that there is not even a layer of steel plates. Maybe there is, but there is no paving here. It is probably because several layers of oil and water were scraped during the construction.

Ans twisted the silencer of the pistol, and when he was ready, he walked up the ladder. He put his left hand on the door panel and applied a little force. There was resistance, but it was not heavy. After having a sense of proportion, Ans was sure that he could play. Stealth game.

……

"Three belts and one."

Bodyguard A in a black suit smoked a cigarette and threw out four cards.

They are warehousemen. Of course, the goods in the warehouse are not that big of a deal, they are just unwanted children, homeless people, old people and prostitutes.

For these tiny beings, the projects they are going to experiment with at this time will benefit all mankind.

This was engraved in the minds of those in "black suits" when they joined the department. In many cases, warehouse managers like them also have the identity of "replenishers".

In other words, when they run out of goods, they will go out on the streets to find goods to replenish their warehouses.

"Gourd~! hhh"

Bodyguard B smiled, threw out his cards, and clapped his hands to show that he was clean.

"Damn it," Bodyguard C threw down his thick hand of cards. He was the worst among the three. "I won't play any more. I'll go look for any restless ones."

"Oh, don't hide it. You just want to find a few women to soothe your injured soul, right?" Bodyguard B smiled and lit a cigarette. "By the way, Prison No. 4 has a good product, white and tender. Then But I brought it, go and play, it’s mine. (winks left eye)”

"FxxK"

Bodyguard C stood up and threw a few bills on the table, loosened his belt, opened the door and went in. Bodyguards A and B behind him smiled at each other.

As bodyguard C entered, a stone slab cracked.

As the door closed, Bodyguard A's exclamations were cut off.

As bodyguard C took a step forward, bodyguard B was hit in the back of the head and exploded from his forehead. Bodyguard A was hit in the forehead and fell backwards.