New York, the headquarters building of the Ministry of Magic.

In the prison on the sixth floor underground, Boss Mo, who was imprisoned by layers of iron railings and magic, sat there quietly.

The light around was very dark, with only six candles.

In the dark room, a faint light was brought.

In such a huge room, there is only Boss Mo.

The surroundings are very quiet, and you can clearly hear the sound of candle fire bursting. It is located on the sixth floor underground and surrounded by layers of fences. Boss Mo's calm eyes give people a very strange calmness.

He seemed to be waiting for something, with mockery and disdain in his eyes, and a touch of indifference from the bottom of his bones.

The crisp sound of high heels hit the floor, and the silent cell sounded.

The walls ahead began to shine, and what was coming towards us was Serafina Pickery, president of the US Department of Magic Congress.

She is an exquisite woman, with a gorgeous blue dress that outlines her convex figure, her forehead is covered with beautiful gems, and her expression is arrogant and tough, giving people a very difficult feeling.

His facial features are very delicate. Although his skin color is somewhat similar to that of Indians, his facial features have obvious British characteristics.

This is a very interesting woman. She won’t make people shine. She even feels disgusted when she sees the other person for the first time.

But after getting familiar with it, you will find that the other party is actually quite beautiful.

At least, at some important moments, this woman does not lack the ability to make decisions. Not to mention whether the final approach is right or wrong, the key is that the other party dares to do this!

Behind the president of Congress is Security Secretary Pasival Graves.

A white shirt, a black suit, and a blue tie. If the top hat on your head is replaced with an employee tag and hung it on your chest, this guy is completely a workplace elite.

But unfortunately, there was less employee cards and more top hats, and combined with the other party's bad expression and cold eyes, Boss Mo thought of his good friend "Red Devil" - Raymond.

Perhaps it wasn't Raymond's fat poisonous snake, this guy was somewhat similar to Raymond's son-in-law, the bad embryo belonging to the "Berlin" organization.

After all, the minister in front of him did not have Raymond's huge belly.

Behind the Chairman and Minister of the Ministry of Magic is Tina who brought Boss Mo here.

The moment he saw Tina appear, from the moment he caught her, Boss Mo, who was sitting here quietly like a stone sculpture, raised his head for the first time. He looked at the other person with calm eyes, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and deep and cold eyes.

Serafina, chairman of the US Department of Magic, this tough and arrogant woman looked indifferently at Boss Mo who was trapped in layers of prisons: "Tina, is he the one who caused destruction in New York recently?"

A hint of panic flashed in Tina's eyes, her expression became a little nervous, but she finally gritted her teeth: "Chairman, at least in this explosion, we found him."

Tina was very panicked. She knew better than anyone else that this matter had nothing to do with Boss Mo.

But she knew better that if this matter had nothing to do with Boss Mo, it would have something to do with herself.

What does it mean to break the law?

Tina doesn't want to think about this problem.

Facing Tina's statement, Serafina's expression did not change much. She had heard similar statements before, the same formula, the same boredom. Looking at Boss Mo, Serafina asked, "Who are you?"

Boss Mo looked calm: "Mo Bai."

Staring at those calm eyes, Serafina could not see any fear.

This made her frown and her expression became more stern: "As a wizard, she still has not registered her identity within 24 hours of logging in to the local area. Do you know what this means?"

But the next moment, Boss Mo chuckled with a little sarcastic look: "Is it meaningful?"

Serafina was stunned. She stared into the calm eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "It's true, it's meaningless."

Boss Mo shook his head, he seemed to be thinking about something, and finally a chuckled flashed in his eyes: "Can you tell me, my ending?"

A hint of apology flashed in his eyes, and Serafina glanced at Boss Mo deeply: "I'm sorry, you will be sentenced to death in 48 hours."

However, looking at Boss Mo's calm expression, she felt a little uneasy inexplicably: "You are very calm."

A curve that was incomprehensible across the corner of his mouth. Boss Mo, who was hiding in the dark, had his calm eyes like a pool of dark water, and was bottomless: "Because in 48 hours, you will beg me to leave."

Serafina frowned slightly: "I thought you were very interesting, and even felt sorry for you, but unfortunately, you are an arrogant maniac, so I want to take back my regret."

Boss Mo shook his head, a calm and disturbing voice came from the darkness: "I'm sorry, in 48 hours, you will take back more."

Serafina chuckled, with a little contempt and disdain: "Same sorry, I decided to cut the cost of your last meal in half."

At this moment, she was like a proud queen, with a tough look and she would not allow anyone to complain at all.

"Parsival, let's go, there's something else to deal with. Tina, you're in charge of guarding here, I don't want anything to happen."

Simple, but interesting conversation.

This is a very interesting person, but unfortunately, he is going to die.

The above is what Serafina, chairman of the US Department of Magic, felt about Boss Mo during this conversation.

Tina, who was beside her, had a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes. She stared at Serafina in front of her: "Okay Chairman, there is one thing, I want to..."

Serafina waved her hand and interrupted Tina.

His expression was filled with the coldness and toughness of the past: "You performed well this time. After this matter is over, I will consider making you an Auror again."

Tina's eyes lit up and she hurriedly said, "Thank you, Chairman."

As long as you pay, there will be rewards.

Tina has had enough of this unwelcome civilian job, and she is extremely eager to become a glorious Auror again.

Elevator on the 16th floor below ground floor up to the 6th floor.

Security Minister Pasivar frowned slightly, and he stared at the Chairman of the Ministry of Magic in front of him: "Serafina, this is not the person we are going to catch."

Serafina looked calm and even a little cold: "I know."

Frowning, Pasival looked at the other party in confusion: "Then why are you?"

A trace of seriousness flashed in his eyes, Serafina stared at the Minister of Security in front of her: "At the latest day after tomorrow, the people from the International Ministry of Magic will come."

Pasival was stunned: "So?"

The dim elevator, bright eyes seemed a little dim, but the next moment, the light flashed, reflecting the decisiveness and ruthlessness in Serafina's eyes: "They need an explanation, and we prepared an explanation."

With a little struggle, Pasir defended: "But that Oriental came to New York yesterday."

But Serafina shook her head coldly: "No, he had arrived a year ago."

A hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and Pasir glared at the other party angrily: "Don't you think it's too much? Your conscience will be condemned."

Ignoring the other party's anger, a firmness flashed in Serafina's eyes: "There is no way, for the sake of the Ministry of Magic, I must do this. Pasir, I don't ask you to understand. But I must warn you not to make trouble for me in this matter."

His face became extremely ugly, and Pasir clenched his fists angrily: "You have changed, and you are now, making me feel disgusted."

The elevator stopped, not on the 16th floor. Pasival walked out of the elevator, with disgust in his expression, as if he wanted to stay away from this deteriorated woman.

"Kakaka"

With the sound of friction of the elevator gears, the elevator door slowly closed.

Staring at Pasival's departure back, Serafina sighed.

She didn't want to do this, but the people from the Ministry of Magic were coming soon.

If you don't want to show the incompetence of the US Department of Magic in front of the other side, you must find a scapegoat.

Compared to finding a white man as a scapegoat and a yellow man as a scapegoat, it can be more acceptable to the people of the International Ministry of Magic, and it can also make one's uneasy and guilty hearts slightly relieved.

The sixth floor underground, the prison blocked by iron railings, Tina was humming a small song happily, and a chuckled across the corner of Boss Mo's mouth.

This made Tina froze, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

In the darkness, Boss Mo's unsettling voice came: "It's nothing, what's next will be interesting."

Since his debut, Boss Mo has encountered many troubles, including successes and failures. He has played the winner and is in a mess.

But as Boss Mo gradually grows and his strength becomes stronger and stronger, few people will take the initiative to cause trouble for themselves.

Tina?

This woman obviously didn't know what she did.

New York is a very good place, with fertile soil here. The top corner of the north is the famous North America Great Lakes region. This destined that New York is unlikely to be affected by sandstorms. After all, the forest resources here are still very rich.

Compared with Los Angeles opposite, New York has a unique advantage in this regard.

But unfortunately, 48 hours is too long.

The distance between Los Angeles and New York is not more than 4,000 kilometers in a straight line.

The fastest wind speed known is 215 kilometers per hour, but that is the limit of the normal world. This is not the normal world. After all, it has extraordinary power.

Whether it is Boss Mo, Bailey, or Shuhe who looks fat and dull, their speed can easily exceed the speed of sound. It is normal to break through to Mach 35. If you try your best, you can even try to get close to the first cosmic speed (7.9 kilometers per second)

When Boss Mo was caught in the US Department of Magic, Bailey and Shuohe left the hotel and headed for the North American desert.

Many people don’t know about the North American desert because there are no North American deserts among the top ten deserts in the world.

But in fact, the North American desert is smaller than the most uncalled ten deserts.

Among the top ten deserts, the last one is the Taklamakan Desert, which has an area of ​​330,000 square kilometers, while the area of ​​the North American desert is 10,000 square kilometers.

In terms of area, this place is even larger than the Gobi Desert, which ranks fifth and has 1.04 million square kilometers.
To be continued...