Unlike others who started to continue to deal with the Raccoon City incident after the meeting, Penelo went upstairs and went to Allen's room with a familiarity. After entering, he found that the other party was controlling its time with his fingers at a small bonsai, making it like the crystal covers moved from the time hall of the Mysterious Affairs Department in the kitchen, and began to quickly repeat the process of growing up and decay. When Penelo approached, Allen set the bonsai in a flowering state and then took back his fingers.

He chose some of the key points of what happened downstairs and told Allen, but Penelo secretly thought about words in his heart to tell Allen his suspicion of Luna. She observed Allen's expression and wanted to know whether her boyfriend, who usually felt almost omniscient, was informed.

"The Muggle government intends to use nuclear bombs to destroy the raccoon city..." Penelo stood beside Allen, his eyes never leaving Allen's cheek and said the message.

"Oh? Will the American Magic France give up on maintaining the secrets? I don't plan to solve it myself... Are you trying to wait for me to warn you?" Allen raised his eyebrows, "Forget it, you probably haven't found any survivors after these few days."

"There are not many, only a few were found with eyes." Penelo's lips were slightly opened and his fingers were rubbing his chin. "When Albert was sneaking in, he was said to admire a Muggle colleague named Chris. He pretended to die and specially arranged to rescue the policeman."

"Oh? Since I got together with Albert, let the team bring him back, I would like to say hello to the temple and arrange to convert him into a wizard?" Allen's jaw slightly closed and put the bonsai back on the table. "It's a bit fun to say. When I was in the fourth grade, my father wanted me to participate in politics more, and now I always think that I should have something greater to be busy with..."

Penelo was silent for a moment, her voice was not as sharp as usual: "... Maybe he thought he could do a lot for you at first, but now he found that there are very few... so he wanted to take more."

Hearing this, Allen gently reached out to Penelo and shook it: "I know that people always need a channel of venting... I put too much pressure on you."

"Crazy girl will put pressure on you?" Penelo asked directly, and before Alan's response, she gave up the idea of ​​making small reports at this time, and her voice was much more normal. "Alan, you told me before... Find a catharsis channel to reduce our inner unhappiness, at least it will be much more comfortable... Do you have your venting channel?"

Alan looked at Penelo with some nostalgia and found that the other party seemed to have changed back to the witch who was still in school today. Suddenly, his body leaned back and his whole body was pressing on the chair.

"You are right. We should vent our emotions. As you speculate, but the leak of raccoon city potions is indeed my sin, so we have to find someone who should be more responsible for it. "Allen's words reminded Penelo that her thoughts could not be hidden in front of the other side. She wanted to explain, but this time she was interrupted by Allen. "After the Muggle's nuclear bomb was launched, the residual nuclear radiation pollution was too harmful to the organisms and the environment... and it may not necessarily guarantee the elimination of all sources of infection... How about it, should you go over and solve it with me and vent it by the way?"

Penelo, who had been exposed just now, was still unable to touch the other party's thoughts: "Allen?"

She looked up and saw Alan raise his arm and skillfully drew an arc in the air. Then countless silent skulls burned, and the gate of the other world appeared out of thin air... Then Alan's fingers moved again, and the invisible eyeballs of the secret eye floated in the air and penetrated into the gate of the other world.

Only then did Penelo calm down and walked towards the door, the arch and curtain that made her painful and profound reflected in her eyes, and her body instantly stretched out - it was the curtain hall of the Mysterious Affairs Division of the Ministry of Magic in London. The other things in the Mysterious Affairs Division had been moved to the Hogwarts University District, and only here avoided the hidden dangers of death and were left behind.

This also made the female Auror's body muscles secretly exert their strength, ready to hold Allen at any time. She must not let Allen get there, lest he repeat the history of the fifth grade when he was rolled to the curtain - that kind of experience she would never want to try again.

"Don't be nervous, Penelo, I can't get over it myself... I'm terrible." Allen turned around and said relaxedly, then stood up and grabbed Penelo's arm, "just make sure that no one here will hurt the Crocker who stayed here."

"Allen, you want to..." Penelo turned his head in confusion, looking at Allen's side face becoming more and more puzzled, but before he finished speaking, he was pulled and teleported together by Allen. After a longer pulling feeling than usual, she realized that the distance from eating phantoms was not considered a section.

And as she judged, when she returned to her sight, she found herself in a chaotic neighborhood. She raised her head a little and saw three most conspicuous huge letters, RPD, which were hanging at the top of the arched gate of this very ancient building. It was the abbreviation of the local police station, which looked a bit old in the exterior of the building behind.

Outside the arch, the police car and ambulance were parked in a row. Some of the doors were so wide that they were open. Some of the windshields of some cars were smashed, and some seemed to have been artificially overturned to the ground and made into temporary roadblocks.

The darkness and disorderly lights at night, the unextinguished flames, smoke and the strange mist around it interfered with the vision, making it look more like the end of the world. In those places where you can't see clearly, monsters seem to be hidden, ready to open your bloody mouth and swallow the living people at any time.

"The Albert's report should be here. When the Muggles resisted these monsters contaminated by the agent, they once regarded this place as a sticking point." Penelo's eyes swept across the dark brown pool of blood on the ground. The blood stains attracted a lot of flies. Obviously, many people died here, but there was no corpse at the scene.

Allen glanced at the surrounding environment with his prophecy eyes and directly observed some information about turning over here not long ago. He sighed: "The Muggles are more tenacious than they imagined."

"Please go to the police headquarters in need..."

A mechanical female voice came from a radio speaker near the building, echoing on this cold street - it was timed to attract too many monsters, so it did not play without interruption, but the local police did not close it until it was broken through for their duties.

Penelo retracted his gaze from the speaker and noticed that the originally thick fog began to gradually dissipate in the area where they were, as if he was avoiding them. This made her more sure of her previous guesses and made her feel a little sadly about her insignificant - she knew that in the eyes of the other party, she probably wasn't much different from the citizens here.

"Penello, do you know when the Muggle government is planning to launch a nuclear bomb?" Allen's voice interrupted Penelo's thoughts.
Chapter completed!