Joanne had many special skills.
They were not only varied, but also practical.
Not long after she got into the car, she took out a small radio from the small bag.
"Miss Rowling, do you want to listen to the radio?"
Rank observed the situation in the car as he drove. "There's a radio in the car. If you want, you can …"
"Drive carefully. Don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, and don't look at what you shouldn't look at."
Rank immediately fell silent, but his ears secretly pricked up.
He had been warned about this before he joined the company, so he naturally knew what to do and what not to do.
Jon took the radio from Joanne's hand, turned it around, and figured out what it was.
"When did you do this? I didn't know about it at all. "
"It's been a while. Do you want to learn? I can teach you."
"No, this kind of skill needs to be trained. I don't have time."
Jon handed the radio back to Joanne and asked Joanne to turn on the receiver.
This small radio was a single-wire receiver, and the source of the signal was Mr. Dursley's car.
According to Joanne, she had installed the eavesdropping device for a while. It was just a small modified device. As long as Mr. Dursley's car started, the device would naturally be powered up.
When the phone was turned on, the first thing that came out was a cry.
"It's Dudley crying."
Joanne paused and said, "Harry's voice isn't that loud."
Of course, Chown thought to himself, It's obvious that he's just faking it.
It's not real at all. Dudley probably can't remember how he looks like when he cries.
Dursley's car kept moving forward, but Jon didn't ask Rank to follow him closely. He just followed him from a distance.
Mr. Dursley's car drove forward for a while, and then turned back for a while.
"Get rid of them … Get rid of them …"
Every time he turned back, this kind of murmur would come out of the radio.
After driving for a whole day, the Dursley family didn't stop to rest, eat, or go to the bathroom. Jon and his family, who were following behind them, were very relaxed. Thanks to Mr. Dursley's caution, they had a very happy, relaxing and enjoyable trip.
Qiao Annie even had the time to buy coffee and McDonald's. She even took turns driving with Rank for a while.
"Why don't you sleep for a while? I don't think there's any useful information. I can keep an eye on them. "
"No, my mental power is much better than you think. But you and Rank need to rest.."
"But you don't have a driver's license."
Joanne was trained, so her stamina and endurance were naturally different from others. She drove with the Dursley family for the whole afternoon, and then Rank, who woke up, replaced her. Only Jon didn't sleep. He listened to the radio and sketched magic patterns in his notebook.
Anthony had been following him since the beginning, and all Jon's orders were carried out by him. But just because Anthony was trustworthy didn't mean that the people he chose were trustworthy. Jon had other plans for Rank, so he naturally had to take precautions.
Nothing was more useful than suggestion. With the help of memory magic, Jon could achieve a hypnotic effect that many psychologists couldn't.
They followed the Dursleys to a suburb, and the Dursleys' car stopped in front of a gloomy hotel.
Rank and Joanne pretended to be a couple and got a room next to the Dursleys', while Jon used the Illusion Spell to hide himself and sneaked into an empty room not far from Harry's. From the balcony of this guest room, he could see the window of Harry's room.
So when Harry looked out from the window sill, there was a person hiding in the dark, looking at him from the window sill of another room.
The night was silent.
The next morning, Rank bought bread and strawberry jam early and ate a little with Joanne. Jon said that he wasn't hungry, told Rank that they were going to the cruise company, and then fell asleep in the back seat.
After a night without sleep, he would be tired.
When he woke up again, they were already at the beach.
Rank took him and Joanne back the way they came. Although he didn't know what the boss was doing, this kind of thing obviously made him feel very excited, and he stayed quite excited all the way.
"Boss, that's our boat."
Jon looked at the small yacht in front of him with a puzzled expression. "Who booked this boat?"
No wonder the boss just now was smiling so much that his eyes almost disappeared. It was estimated that this place was so remote that no one would rent a yacht for years.
"The boat was booked by Old … Mr. Smith. He said that since you're playing outside, you don't have to worry about not having enough money."
Well, there was no room to argue with this reason.
So be it. It wasn't that he thought it was expensive. Renting a yacht for a few days didn't cost much, but he was worried that it would be too big of a target.
"Don't worry, this yacht is small. I just went around, and there's no boat smaller than this. And those big boats may not be comfortable, and when it gets dark, no one will notice."
Joanne came over and patted Jon on the back. She had just walked around on the yacht, and the environment was good and there was enough space.
Anyway, there was only one boat following them, so they didn't have to worry about being exposed.
"All right, that's it."
Chown waved his hand to greet Rank, and the latter ran over in a flash.
"Boss, what's the matter?"
"How long will it take to get to the place I told you about?"
"More than two hours by speedboat. There's no need to take a detour from here to there. It's a straight line by water."
"Then …" Jon raised his hand and looked. It was about time. "Let's go. We'll go there early."
He stepped onto the deck and suddenly turned back. "By the way, is there food on the boat?"
Rank was stunned and then nodded.
…
The scenery on the sea was good, and Jon didn't get seasick. He held the small cake on the deck and enjoyed the sea breeze, enjoying the beauty of life.
"This kind of life is really good. Speaking of which, how do you know where the Dursleys will go?"
"You guys have behavioral analysis, so we naturally have prediction. Although we're not very good at it, we can still see some clues."
Jon said simply. If he said too much, he would feel like he was lying to an innocent girl. It was really uncomfortable.
"You're working so hard just to observe Harry? Jon, I'll say one more thing. In fact, you can do it without him … "
"I can't."
Jon closed his eyes, his voice drifting in the wind.
"Sister, it's boring to be a savior."
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