() Fafnir has now completed the housing problem, and he didn't give those gossiping women more opportunities to be short-tempered. He almost immediately called a taxi and went to downtown London.

Now his problem is to find a car... Fafnir wandered the streets of London for a long time, and finally saw a minicooper in the parking lot. The white mini car is quite new, Fafnir Er opened the car door very casually—the door lock was no stronger than a piece of paper to him. After entering the car, he swiped his finger and welded the broken door lock again.

Then this guy clicked on the keyhole of the car, his demonic power was slightly excited, he started the ignition system, and then drove away like this - this guy got out of the car on the way, tore off the original license plate, and then drove away from the road. Randomly tore a license plate from the car parked nearby, and threw the original license plate directly into the pond...

On the way back, Fafnir deliberately bought a bunch of food and wine in the Tesco supermarket, and he used the credit card stuck on the roof of the car by the unlucky guy in the car to pay the bill.After returning to No. 24 Privet Drive, Fafnir turned on the TV, and while eating and drinking, he was thinking in his heart: "Nowadays, there is not much money on hand, and Britain in this world is just like that. .It's time to do some business, and then take the money and see it all over the world."

Fafnir drew out the Luger, playing with it while watching TV.The sky outside has darkened. "Interesting? Supernatural fluctuations?" Fafnir's gaze penetrated the roof, looking directly at the night sky outside.There was an owl flying in the night sky outside. The white owl flew quickly over the roof of No. 24 Privet Drive, and landed in front of the window on the second floor of a certain house in front.

"Owl... It's still an owl with a rolled up letter on its feet. It's still a white owl with a letter... This picture is getting more and more familiar." Fafnir muttered to himself, looking at Go straight through the window and look at the people inside.

It was a thin, black-haired boy, wearing a pair of old black-rimmed glasses, and there was a small lightning-shaped scar on his forehead under the messy hair.

"Harry Potter... I remember, it's the world of Harry Potter." Fafnir looked at the future green boy in the second floor of the house in the distance, and said softly These few words.Then he saw a stick on the small table in the room unobstructed, "Magic wand... Poor little wizard." However, Fafnir is not very interested in this main figure in this world for the time being. ——Compared with this young boy, Fafnir is more interested in a certain bank in the UK in the future.

The next day, Fafnir drove to downtown London early in the morning - he drove around the gates of various banks, checking the surrounding roads and the nearest police station.At noon, Fafnir bought a sandwich and a large cup of coffee for lunch. While eating lunch, Fafnir smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth...

"This familiar feeling of the soul... I often meet it. I didn't expect you to drift into this world in the void..." Fafnir took a few bites of the sandwich, stood up and walked directly A man sitting on a bench in the distance.

The man found himself covered by a shadow, the guy raised his head to look at the shadow, his eyes were full of doubt and vigilance.

"So the price you pay for entering the world every time is losing your memory..." Fafnir discovered this old friend's question almost immediately, "Is this the price you pay for becoming a void traveler? I remember when I The one who brought you out directly shouldn’t have such a problem? Could this be the price the aborigines paid for becoming void travelers?”

What Fafnir said made the man more vigilant, and just when he was about to yell or run away, his eyes seemed to be dull. "I said, what is your name in this world? Is it still the same name as before?" Fafnir asked a question.

"Yes, my name is still Shutkehaojian. Boss." The guy's eyes changed, and he answered Fafnir's question respectfully.

"The memory has not been restored, but is it naturally compatible?" Fafnir found it even more interesting, "Old friend, how long have you been in this world? By the way! You don't remember at all! Your current memory should be an aborigine!"

The Shutekhaojian suddenly became an old acquaintance of Fafnir, and he began to talk to Fafnir in an ordinary tone.

It turns out that this guy's current memory and identity are the aborigines of this world, a lost generation in the UK in their 20s.I didn't study hard when I was a teenager, and I was sent to a correctional center because of a theft in my adolescence.This guy has mania, but this problem doesn't happen normally, this guy is an ordinary British good guy, but when he wants to do some petty crimes-such as stealing a wallet or stealing a car, this problem It will happen, but his luck has always been bad. Stealing a wallet will turn into a robbery, and then develop into hurting people; In the end, he was imprisoned for assaulting Jing...

In short, Shutke Haojian is a guy who spends more time in prison than outside, and is also an unlucky guy who is used to being caught by the police.But none of this prevents him from wanting to be a great criminal...

Fafnir is also very interested in this kind of mania, "What's wrong with this? Going crazy when you need to calm down? Isn't this forcing you to be a good person? But you still want to be a criminal? Really? I know what kind of structure your brain is...but, it turned out to be a rampage of magic power...but this magic power is very low, which is to mess up your own brain." Fafnir carefully Looked at Shute Kehaojian said so.

"Magic? Boss. Magic? Wake up, Boss! This is no longer the Middle Ages, and I'm not a child."

Fafnir ignored the guy's complaints, and just pulled the guy across the road and got into the car, but he was still muttering: "It's really strange? Hogwarts didn't pull this guy in.... "

Arriving at No. 24, Privet Drive, Fafnir directly threw Shutekhaojian into the guest room, "Stay here first, and we'll make a deal in a few days!" Then this guy directly launched a long-distance Teleportation... leaving behind a born criminal with eyes that almost popped out of their sockets, and a crooked mouth drooling and unable to say anything...

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