Chapter 1307: Wrong person

Most of the old houses are nearby. Under the continuous rain and infiltration of rain in London, mottled walls and an inexhaustible musty smell have become a major feature of these old houses. m.
Maca was sitting by the window in this living room, smelling the stale smell of pancakes, and lingering in her ears was the old topic.
To be honest, Maca doesn't reject the feeling that he usually lives in the castle, and changing the taste of the old house in the city can make his mood easier.
He had done all the things that should be done this time, and he had to wait for the retrospective time to elapse before continuing.
For him, that is also a very important step, which will also determine the life and death and fate of a certain person.
However, even this simple rest and relaxation seems to have hidden unknown secrets.
"Boy, haven't you met those" strange people "on the road? The kind I just mentioned."
"Huh? Oh, met ..." Maca sipped, and then she said casually, "The guys are really weird and dangerous, so I sneaked away."
As he spoke casually, he glanced intently at the closed door in the living room. This movement was very small, but under his slightly deliberate guidance, the old man on the opposite side saw it.
Suddenly, Maca realized that the old man seemed a little nervous.
Obviously, there must be something hidden there that he can't see ... well, maybe one or a few people may not be.
He didn't deliberately feel what was in that room.
"Sir, thank you for your water and food," Maca suddenly lowered the glass in her hand, and asked quite straightforwardly, "but I'm curious why you invited me to such a stranger to your house ... in case I am What a good man, what do you do? "
The old man probably didn't expect that Maca would ask such a straightforward question, and then he froze. Then he pondered, saying:
"Even if you are not a good person, that doesn't matter ... At this time, people often only want something to fill their stomachs. But unfortunately, I don't have so many things to eat here."
This reason, how to listen are quite far-fetched, Maca naturally will not believe it. However, he did not immediately express his doubts, but nodded accordingly.
It was only a short while after he sat down, and it was hours before he could get to Tianming, so there was no need to rush to reveal anything.
Although the Maca side was not revealed, the old man on the opposite side was annoyed that he had temporarily made up such a very rough excuse, and for a time he even became less talkative.
"Ok?"
After observing the old man's slightly clumsy cover, Maca, who was not very concerned about some doubts just now, had a little curiosity.
If it was just a trap, he wouldn't care at all. At most, he just had to open the door of the room and take a look.
But now, he looked at the old man up and down with some doubt.
"Sir, if you have something to say, just say it!"
For Maca, who had been alone in the chaotic dock town, just the inexplicable state of the old man was enough to give him a lot of associations and guesses.
He has seen villains who kidnapped the elderly or women, and coerced the latter to set off passengers or merchants who came with the ship on the dock, or cheated or robbed. Such breaking things are not uncommon.
Right now, the behavior of the old man sitting in front of him looks like some scenes in his memory.
In recent days, London has fallen into chaos. While most city dwellers are hiding in the center of their homes, at the same time, everyone's food stored at home is also exhausted.
In this case, people who are hungry can do everything, not to mention that there are always some cruel and dark guys.
This was not Maca's random speculation, because Lupin had already seen such signs.
In fact, if the chaos in the city is still going on, and the streets and lanes outside are still very dangerous, the whole city may become even more chaotic.
Of course, the only doubt in front of Maca now is why the old man would find someone like him who was "shopping" with his empty hands.
What does the other person want from their own hands?
"Old gentleman?"
Seeing that the old man stopped talking, Maca could not help calling him, only to see him shook his head as if he had just returned to God.
"No, I ... have nothing to say."
"Ok!"
Maca shrugged, and then leaned back against the back of the old sofa, obviously not in a hurry.
"So, sir ... you said you saw a lot of" strange people "just now, what do they look like? What did they do?" He asked as if chatting, "I have seen a few black people. I didn't dare to look carefully at the eyeball guy because I was too scared. "
He was talking with fear, but it was indifferent, showing that there was not much interest in disguising himself as an ordinary Muggle.
After all, since the old man didn't tell the truth, it didn't make much sense to look like him.
Facing the perfunctory appearance of Maca, the old man seemed to feel a little embarrassed. I saw him open his mouth several times in a row, but he didn't know if he should answer Marca's words or say something else ...
For example, tell some of the truth hidden in your heart?
But when the old man talked for a long time and didn't really say anything, Maca smiled calmly and said:
"Sir, don't be nervous ... just say what you want. Otherwise, you can just let the people inside out, don't be too embarrassed."
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As soon as the old man heard his words ~ EbookFREE.me ~ he couldn't help it:
"How do you know someone in the room?"
"Oh, I don't know," Maca spread her hands, "but now I know."
He didn't tell a lie, because he didn't deliberately sense what was in the room, he just guessed purely.
But soon, he saw the old man immediately say:
"Lady ... oh no, I mean, sir. You ... no matter who you are, I ask you to leave now! I asked the wrong person."
"what?"
When the old man suddenly came up with this sentence, Maca was a little bit confused. What is "please the wrong person"?
"Sir, what do you mean ...?"
"Ah? No, it doesn't mean anything ... you should be a 'witcher'? Sorry, if you want to kill, just kill me, please."