The train roared away, its taillights gradually shrinking in the darkness, and then slowly froze.
Lynn knew he had succeeded, the swelling carriage squeezing and rubbing against the tunnel walls created an effect equivalent to that of brake pads.
Through the glass door at the rear of the train, he vaguely saw the people on it hugging each other and dancing, cheering, as if they were celebrating their rescue.
After the job was done, he left without a trace, hiding his identity and name. Lynn smiled slightly and planned to use the Apparition Spell to leave here. Although Lynn was very interested in the story of Peter Parker and this train, he didn't want to be mistaken for the culprit of the accident after doing a good deed.
However, his Disapparation Spell was so poorly used that after a while, Lin En successfully appeared in his own living room, but then he felt severe pain.
Most of his body shifted over, but the nail of one finger remained in place.
Blood oozed from his fingertips and dripped onto the carpet, staining the white plush red.
"Oh shit, this carpet looks new..."
Lin En curled her lips. Although the original owner had lived alone for a long time, he still had a strong sense of ritual. This red and white carpet was specially prepared for Christmas, but now it was covered in blood.
He quickly cast a healing spell to stop the nail from bleeding, but then discovered that the spell would not make the nail grow back.
"You are not very skilled..."
Lin En sighed. The process of growing his nails was very painful and he felt that he needed to go to the hospital.
Since Lynn had just arrived and was unfamiliar with Brooklyn, he did not miss any opportunity to go out and explore. Just half an hour later, he appeared in front of a hospital.
St. Valentine's Hospital looks like a private hospital. Its sign is prominently hung, exuding a strong green paper atmosphere. Its service is quite thoughtful. Almost as soon as Lin En appeared at the door, two blonde nurses came to greet him.
"Sir, how can I help you?" One of the nurses smiled inexplicably.
"Which doctor should I see if my nail is broken?" Lin En suddenly felt like he had come to the wrong place.
"Hehe, you're such a bad boy. We can't treat your fingers here. This is a place specifically for treating legs." The blonde nurse pointed downwards.
Lin En understood, and Fei fled, leaving the two female nurses laughing there.
"Are there so many hospitals in the United States..."
Lin En turned a street and walked in another direction. The map showed that it was the second closest hospital to him. He now hoped that this one would be more serious.
However, during this process, when Lin En turned around the corner, he happened to catch a glimpse of something unusual out of the corner of his eye.
He seemed to be followed.
About a hundred meters behind him, two suspicious black men stopped stealthily and pretended to play with their mobile phones.
Who are these two people
Lin En slowed down his pace and continued to move forward calmly. He was very curious. No matter in the memory of the original owner Mo Hu or in his experiences in the past few days, he had always been low-key. How could he be targeted
But he soon thought of a possibility. He had heard the homeless man in his attic last night yelling "Don't mess with the snakehead gang". Could it be that these two people were from the snakehead gang
But what puzzled Lin En was that the three homeless people who broke into his house yesterday were either dead or imprisoned, and there was no way for them to convey effective information to the outside world. So how did the snakehead gang target him
Lin En shook his head to dispel these groundless speculations. Perhaps those two people were not following him, or perhaps he had been too tense these days and became a little neurotic.
With this in mind, Lynn quietly turned into a dead end, leaning against the shadows, intending to see if the two men would follow him.
One minute, two minutes... Five minutes passed, and Lynn didn't find any trace of the two black men, and didn't even see a passing cat.
He shook his head in self-mockery. It seemed that the security in New York was not that bad yet.
However, at this moment, two black heads popped out from the other end of the alley.
Lynn black question mark.
Although the two men followed very carefully and with enough patience, they still did not expect to encounter a dead end at the corner. The moment they stuck their heads out, Lin En got into trouble.
"Fainted!"
"the same as you!"
Lin En knocked the two men down in no time, but his brows were tightly furrowed. Judging from the current situation, he was indeed being targeted.
The soft flesh on his left index finger still ached slightly in the cold wind, but Lin En had no intention of going to the hospital for bandaging.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
He shook his wrist to move his wand, chanted a levitation spell, and thrust the two people in front of him upside down into the trash can.
…
In the evening, clusters of colorful lights of various colors light up on Ninth Avenue. This is the tradition of shops along the street to celebrate Christmas. Although there is no unified arrangement, the colorful lights in front of each store are connected together to form a long string, extending into the distance and outlining the outline of Ninth Avenue.
Lynn walked slowly along the street, seemingly wandering aimlessly.
In fact, he was following the two black men in front of him. After knocking the two guys unconscious, he waited patiently for a long time in the distance, until night fell when he saw them crawling out of the garbage dump and returning in a daze.
Lynn took this opportunity to follow quietly, switching the positions of prey and hunter.
Due to the cover of night, the target was not so conspicuous, so Lin En had to control his speed.
He remembered that there was a spell about tracking and finding the way in the "Charms" textbook, but as he often lamented in recent days, he regretted not having learned enough when he needed it.
When the two of them came to an area without colorful lights, the awkward situation became even more serious. So he stopped when he saw the two of them turning into a dark alley.
This place looked like a slum, with tin shacks piled up everywhere, few lights, and narrow passages. For a moment, Lynn thought he had arrived in Mexico.
It is obvious that the only force that can be stationed in such a place is the Snakehead Gang.
The smell of foul odor in the air made Lin En even more certain of this conclusion. He had smelled a similar odor on Greenel before, but it was stronger now.
Lynn raised his head and looked around, silently memorizing the general location.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the darkness behind him:
"Who are you? Do you know whose territory you are in now?"