Chapter 172 The Muggle World and Watson's Trouble
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The train pulls into station nine and three-quarters.
John said goodbye to his friends.
"See you next term, John, I will definitely learn more about food."
Daphne reluctantly waved her hand behind her, and John staggered, walking faster.
Walking out of the station, John saw the fawning Dursleys, their expressions were restrained and frightened.
Mrs. Wick came over and hugged her son affectionately.
"Taller and thinner."
Touching John's much thinner cheek, Mrs. Wick showed distressed expression.
John looked around and asked, "Where's Dad?"
He didn't see Watson Wake, so he thought he was going to make a surprise somewhere else.
There was a flash of panic in Mrs. Wick's eyes, but she quickly covered it up. She said softly and softly: "He is waiting for us at home, and he has some diarrhea."
"Well, I hope he doesn't get fat from eating too much chocolate." John shrugged, not doubting his mother's words.
Sitting in the car, John also saw that Harry was taken aback by the Dursleys, as if he didn't expect that the Dursleys seemed to be a different person.
Although Harry received a high-end and exquisite handkerchief from the Dursleys for the first time at Christmas, he only thought that the Dursleys had made a mistake in the gift.
But the current Dursley is not the same as when he left, on the contrary, it makes Harry feel flattered and uncomfortable.
Mrs. Wick's driving skills are very good, and she doesn't like to hit the brakes like Watson Wick.
This was the first time since John went to school that Mrs. Wick came to pick him up alone, which made him a little uncomfortable.
Tom put his head on John's lap, and Basil didn't stay in the cage, but squinted and stepped on Tom's back.
"John, I don't think we've been traveling for a while."
The car was driving smoothly on the road, and Mrs. Wake was holding the steering wheel with both hands.
Looking at John's face through the rearview mirror, she tentatively asked in a flat voice with a hint of nervousness: "This year's vacation, how about traveling?"
John didn't care much, he looked at the scene passing by outside the window, and said casually: "I can do it, but it will take a week later."
Upon hearing this answer, Mrs. Wick showed a relieved smile on her face.
John felt something was wrong, looked up, and Mrs. Wick quickly looked back.
He frowned and asked strangely, "Mom, what's wrong?"
"No." Mrs. Wick tried to keep calm.
It's just that she inadvertently tapped her fingers on the steering wheel to show agitation. John's eyes stayed for a while, and then shifted outside.
Nothing seemed to happen, but John knew there might be something going on in the family.
His expression remained the same, his eyes staring deeply into the distance.
Before the car reached the door of the house, he saw two black cars parked at the door.
John noticed that the driver in the car was smoking, and a person who looked like a bodyguard was looking around vigilantly.
Outside the door of the house, a muscular man with a suit puffed up was staring in his direction.
Mrs. Wick became very irritable, cursed in a low voice for the first time, and thought of her son in the car, she quickly changed into a smile and said: "There is a new panda fast food. Mom remembers that you like Tianchao food the most, so you can go there Taste it."
John saw the face of the muscular man in the suit darken.
Just as Mrs. Wick was about to take John away, curses came from the house.
"Watson, you are the person Finn Wallace trusts most. Now you want me to believe that you know nothing about him?"
"Enough, I'm just his financial manager, and I'm not responsible for your shady things!"
The two voices made the atmosphere tense, and John locked his eyes on the man next to the black car, who had already put his hands on his lower back.
After a while, a man opened the door heavily and left the house with a gloomy face.
John sat in the car and saw clearly that the man entered with a weapon.
As the man got into the car, two black cars left the door.
John and Mrs. Wick went home.
There was nothing going on inside, but Watson Wake changed from his usual upright appearance and sat on the sofa thinking solemnly.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and seeing that it was his family members, he panicked with a solemn expression on his face, and smiled as usual.
"Who are those people outside?"
Before Watson was about to speak, John looked up at the ceiling, and Mrs. Wick looked along the line of sight, and there was a hole punched by a bullet in it.
She covered her mouth, and Watson twitched the corners of his mouth. His son was good in everything, but he was too smart, which made the old father feel no sense of accomplishment.
No matter how hard it was to maintain a smile, Watson rubbed his hands on his face indiscriminately.
"That's someone from London. Fern Wallace was killed, and some of his legal property was invested in me."
Watson explained the reason. That group of people was not the first batch. Some time ago, some people came over.
These people are all for one purpose, to obtain Finn Wallace's property.
As a person with professional ethics, Watson naturally refused.
Taking a step back, the money should also be handed over to Wallace's family, not other bosses.
"Did they threaten you?" John didn't think people in gray areas would be friendly.
Watson nodded awkwardly, and said, "Someone threatened to arrest my son."
"..."
Why can't I see any worry on your face?
John looked at his own father, thinking that the family was still involved in such things.
Originally, he had an attitude of non-intervention and non-participation in the Muggle world. If he did anything to Muggles, it would involve the secrecy law, and John would be in trouble.
John also has a vague understanding of his father's job.
He works over there in the financial district, and his job is to invest for the rich.
It is also because of this relationship that Watson knows many people, and he will also meet people on the gray level.
One of them was Fern Wallace, who had such a good relationship with Watson that almost all legal business was in Watson's hands.
He is the biggest boss in London, this money shows how rich he is.
The relationship between the two of them has also allowed Watson to be regarded as the military adviser of the Wallace family by default. This status can avoid many troubles when Finn is still alive, and it can also bring many troubles after death.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter." Watson pretended to be relaxed and clapped his hands, indicating that he shouldn't be so heavy.
He looked at John and said with relief, "You are mature, and mother will be taken care of by you in the future."
Will it be dealt with?
Turn around and start confessing your last words?
John has a strange face, dad, you probably don't know that your son is a wizard, right?
Besides, he doesn't need magic, and he is still a master-level assassin who is proficient in level 7 short weapons. At worst, he can kill all the bosses.
But this incident may have scared Mrs. Wick. Watson was about to comfort his wife when he saw Mrs. Wick pick up the phone.
"Uh...who are you calling?" Watson asked.
It was as if Mrs. Wick had made up her mind and said, "I want Andre to come over."
"Don't, don't!"
When Watson heard the news, he was even more horrified than being pointed at the head with a gun just now. He wanted to press the button, but saw Mrs. Wake dialing the phone quickly.
His hand stopped in the air, and Mao Xiongguo's language came from the other end of the phone.
"Natasha?"
Not my brother Andrei, but the voice of my elder brother Seryozha
The familiar voice made Mrs. Wick's eyes blush, and she said with tears in her eyes, "Seryozha, I..."
"Natasha, what's the matter with you, talk quickly!"
Mrs. Wick, who hesitated to speak, almost crushed the phone so anxiously that the family members in Maoxiong Country were so anxious.
Watson had a finished expression, and he could already imagine the scene after his uncles came over.
That was scarier than any bullet.
After a while, the person on the phone changed.
John could tell that the voice was his aunt, whispering softly among the women.
Hearing that her sister wanted Andre to protect her brother-in-law, Lulusi looked at the men who were gearing up and said calmly that she would tell them.
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Wick calmed down and returned to the state of that noble Mrs. Wick.
On the other hand, Watson looked devastated, and he was still talking about whether it would be too late for him to practice Sanda.
But there's nothing you can do if you don't want to accept it. Watson's rare machismo ordered a trip abroad for John and Mrs. Wick.
Prior to this, Fern Wallace's son called, hoping that Watson would attend his father's funeral tomorrow.
John knew that this so-called funeral was probably another game, so he planned to go there with his father and protect him by the way.
John said goodbye to his friends.
"See you next term, John, I will definitely learn more about food."
Daphne reluctantly waved her hand behind her, and John staggered, walking faster.
Walking out of the station, John saw the fawning Dursleys, their expressions were restrained and frightened.
Mrs. Wick came over and hugged her son affectionately.
"Taller and thinner."
Touching John's much thinner cheek, Mrs. Wick showed distressed expression.
John looked around and asked, "Where's Dad?"
He didn't see Watson Wake, so he thought he was going to make a surprise somewhere else.
There was a flash of panic in Mrs. Wick's eyes, but she quickly covered it up. She said softly and softly: "He is waiting for us at home, and he has some diarrhea."
"Well, I hope he doesn't get fat from eating too much chocolate." John shrugged, not doubting his mother's words.
Sitting in the car, John also saw that Harry was taken aback by the Dursleys, as if he didn't expect that the Dursleys seemed to be a different person.
Although Harry received a high-end and exquisite handkerchief from the Dursleys for the first time at Christmas, he only thought that the Dursleys had made a mistake in the gift.
But the current Dursley is not the same as when he left, on the contrary, it makes Harry feel flattered and uncomfortable.
Mrs. Wick's driving skills are very good, and she doesn't like to hit the brakes like Watson Wick.
This was the first time since John went to school that Mrs. Wick came to pick him up alone, which made him a little uncomfortable.
Tom put his head on John's lap, and Basil didn't stay in the cage, but squinted and stepped on Tom's back.
"John, I don't think we've been traveling for a while."
The car was driving smoothly on the road, and Mrs. Wake was holding the steering wheel with both hands.
Looking at John's face through the rearview mirror, she tentatively asked in a flat voice with a hint of nervousness: "This year's vacation, how about traveling?"
John didn't care much, he looked at the scene passing by outside the window, and said casually: "I can do it, but it will take a week later."
Upon hearing this answer, Mrs. Wick showed a relieved smile on her face.
John felt something was wrong, looked up, and Mrs. Wick quickly looked back.
He frowned and asked strangely, "Mom, what's wrong?"
"No." Mrs. Wick tried to keep calm.
It's just that she inadvertently tapped her fingers on the steering wheel to show agitation. John's eyes stayed for a while, and then shifted outside.
Nothing seemed to happen, but John knew there might be something going on in the family.
His expression remained the same, his eyes staring deeply into the distance.
Before the car reached the door of the house, he saw two black cars parked at the door.
John noticed that the driver in the car was smoking, and a person who looked like a bodyguard was looking around vigilantly.
Outside the door of the house, a muscular man with a suit puffed up was staring in his direction.
Mrs. Wick became very irritable, cursed in a low voice for the first time, and thought of her son in the car, she quickly changed into a smile and said: "There is a new panda fast food. Mom remembers that you like Tianchao food the most, so you can go there Taste it."
John saw the face of the muscular man in the suit darken.
Just as Mrs. Wick was about to take John away, curses came from the house.
"Watson, you are the person Finn Wallace trusts most. Now you want me to believe that you know nothing about him?"
"Enough, I'm just his financial manager, and I'm not responsible for your shady things!"
The two voices made the atmosphere tense, and John locked his eyes on the man next to the black car, who had already put his hands on his lower back.
After a while, a man opened the door heavily and left the house with a gloomy face.
John sat in the car and saw clearly that the man entered with a weapon.
As the man got into the car, two black cars left the door.
John and Mrs. Wick went home.
There was nothing going on inside, but Watson Wake changed from his usual upright appearance and sat on the sofa thinking solemnly.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and seeing that it was his family members, he panicked with a solemn expression on his face, and smiled as usual.
"Who are those people outside?"
Before Watson was about to speak, John looked up at the ceiling, and Mrs. Wick looked along the line of sight, and there was a hole punched by a bullet in it.
She covered her mouth, and Watson twitched the corners of his mouth. His son was good in everything, but he was too smart, which made the old father feel no sense of accomplishment.
No matter how hard it was to maintain a smile, Watson rubbed his hands on his face indiscriminately.
"That's someone from London. Fern Wallace was killed, and some of his legal property was invested in me."
Watson explained the reason. That group of people was not the first batch. Some time ago, some people came over.
These people are all for one purpose, to obtain Finn Wallace's property.
As a person with professional ethics, Watson naturally refused.
Taking a step back, the money should also be handed over to Wallace's family, not other bosses.
"Did they threaten you?" John didn't think people in gray areas would be friendly.
Watson nodded awkwardly, and said, "Someone threatened to arrest my son."
"..."
Why can't I see any worry on your face?
John looked at his own father, thinking that the family was still involved in such things.
Originally, he had an attitude of non-intervention and non-participation in the Muggle world. If he did anything to Muggles, it would involve the secrecy law, and John would be in trouble.
John also has a vague understanding of his father's job.
He works over there in the financial district, and his job is to invest for the rich.
It is also because of this relationship that Watson knows many people, and he will also meet people on the gray level.
One of them was Fern Wallace, who had such a good relationship with Watson that almost all legal business was in Watson's hands.
He is the biggest boss in London, this money shows how rich he is.
The relationship between the two of them has also allowed Watson to be regarded as the military adviser of the Wallace family by default. This status can avoid many troubles when Finn is still alive, and it can also bring many troubles after death.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter." Watson pretended to be relaxed and clapped his hands, indicating that he shouldn't be so heavy.
He looked at John and said with relief, "You are mature, and mother will be taken care of by you in the future."
Will it be dealt with?
Turn around and start confessing your last words?
John has a strange face, dad, you probably don't know that your son is a wizard, right?
Besides, he doesn't need magic, and he is still a master-level assassin who is proficient in level 7 short weapons. At worst, he can kill all the bosses.
But this incident may have scared Mrs. Wick. Watson was about to comfort his wife when he saw Mrs. Wick pick up the phone.
"Uh...who are you calling?" Watson asked.
It was as if Mrs. Wick had made up her mind and said, "I want Andre to come over."
"Don't, don't!"
When Watson heard the news, he was even more horrified than being pointed at the head with a gun just now. He wanted to press the button, but saw Mrs. Wake dialing the phone quickly.
His hand stopped in the air, and Mao Xiongguo's language came from the other end of the phone.
"Natasha?"
Not my brother Andrei, but the voice of my elder brother Seryozha
The familiar voice made Mrs. Wick's eyes blush, and she said with tears in her eyes, "Seryozha, I..."
"Natasha, what's the matter with you, talk quickly!"
Mrs. Wick, who hesitated to speak, almost crushed the phone so anxiously that the family members in Maoxiong Country were so anxious.
Watson had a finished expression, and he could already imagine the scene after his uncles came over.
That was scarier than any bullet.
After a while, the person on the phone changed.
John could tell that the voice was his aunt, whispering softly among the women.
Hearing that her sister wanted Andre to protect her brother-in-law, Lulusi looked at the men who were gearing up and said calmly that she would tell them.
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Wick calmed down and returned to the state of that noble Mrs. Wick.
On the other hand, Watson looked devastated, and he was still talking about whether it would be too late for him to practice Sanda.
But there's nothing you can do if you don't want to accept it. Watson's rare machismo ordered a trip abroad for John and Mrs. Wick.
Prior to this, Fern Wallace's son called, hoping that Watson would attend his father's funeral tomorrow.
John knew that this so-called funeral was probably another game, so he planned to go there with his father and protect him by the way.
