Someone was following him!
Kieran did not stop, but he frowned slightly.
He was sure of it.
His E + Intuition had allowed Kieran to surpass the level of hearing and sight, allowing him to have a certain level of premonition towards any kind of danger. Especially when a malicious gaze swept past him, Kieran's skin would uncontrollably have a layer of goosebumps.
Plus his Master Level [Undercover], Kieran was already familiar with all kinds of techniques to sneak up on an enemy without a sound.
Therefore, it was not difficult for Kieran to tell if someone was following him. Kieran could even easily guess where the stalker was hiding based on the memory he had left behind when he walked past.
However, Kieran did not turn around to check on the stalker.
He did not want to alert the enemy.
He still followed his original plan and walked towards the restaurant not far away from his place.
However, Kieran's mind was spinning rapidly.
Who was following him?
Was it someone who coveted the Church of Dawn's thousand-year wealth?
Or was it the enemy of his identity?
One needed to know that the reputation of being the best detective in the city was built on the foundation of solving countless cases. Based on the simple memory that Kieran had obtained, the number of people who had been sent to prison because of him was at least in the double digits, and the number of people who wanted to kill him was not small either.
As for the former?
The possibility was higher.
It was not impossible for them to send some men to watch over St. Paolo School.
After all, it was a thousand-year wealth that had been accumulated by an organization!
Just the thought of it was enough to move one's heart.
Kieran was no exception.
When he heard about the thousand-year wealth of the Church of Dawn, he was also very tempted.
However, Kieran was still rational.
He knew very well that the wealth was not that easy to get his hands on.
Not only would the last Knight Guntherson not allow the thousand-year wealth of the Church of Dawn to fall into the hands of others, but there would also be more people and more forces involved.
There was no such thing as an impenetrable wall in this world!
Since there was a first batch of people who could find the thousand-year wealth of the Church of Dawn, there would be a second batch.
Moreover, who could guarantee that those who coveted the thousand-year wealth of the Church of Dawn would keep their mouths shut?
As time went by, the peculiarities of St. Paolo School would definitely attract the attention of others.
In Kieran's opinion, if this matter couldn't be solved in a short period of time, a dangerous whirlpool would definitely appear around St. Paolo School, and all the people and forces in the surroundings would be dragged into it and stirred into pieces.
Sister Monica had only foreseen it.
Guntherson, on the other hand, saw how terrifying it was.
So, he persuaded Sister Moni to accept his help and quell the disaster that would destroy St. Paolo School as soon as possible.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have talked about the thousand-year wealth of the Church of Dawn so openly.
Among them, his identity, the appointment letter from the police station, and his strength were all added points.
According to Kieran's guess, the latter was the most important point. Even with the first two points, if he couldn't block the opponent's attack and hold on until Sister Mony spoke, this Sub Mission would still fail.
If it were any other player, they would not have been able to accept this Side Quest.
It had surpassed the difficulty of the first time dungeon.
Based on the strength of a normal newbie dungeon player, they wouldn't even be able to block a single punch from Guntherson.
They wouldn't even have the chance to see Guntherson.
The school security team was weak in Kieran's eyes, but that was because Kieran had coincidentally gotten a high starting point. It didn't mean that a newbie dungeon player could do the same.
Kieran knew that very well.
Still, Kieran didn't complain about the increased difficulty.
Kieran knew very well that the higher the difficulty of the mission, the higher the rewards and rewards would be after the completion of the mission.
That was exactly what he needed.
He didn't have enough time, so he could only rely on the quality of the mission to make up for it.
While his mind was thinking, Kieran's attention was locked on the stalker behind him.
However, the next moment, Kieran felt a chill down his spine.
An extremely vicious gaze swept over him from the front.
Although it was just a flash, that cold feeling made Kieran feel as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Kieran was no stranger to such a gaze.
It was a gaze filled with killing intent.
In the newbie dungeon, the armed thugs and rebel soldiers would always look at him with such a gaze.
Kieran's eyes instantly looked in front of him, and three figures came into view.
One was walking in the same direction as him, so it was impossible for him to look at him with killing intent.
Of the remaining two, one was well-dressed and wore glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked like a clerk returning home from work, and he walked in a hurry.
The other one was in tattered clothes, and he staggered as he walked. He reeked of alcohol, and was obviously a drunkard.
There were many drunkards like this in the city, especially when night fell. They would cause a lot of trouble for the patrolling police.
Both of them looked very normal from the outside.
However, Kieran was sure that the murderous glare had come from one of the two.
Which one was it?
Kieran discreetly sized them up, but he was unable to come up with an accurate conclusion.
The other party was undoubtedly very good at hiding. If it wasn't for the killing intent in their eyes when they first saw Kieran, Kieran would not have noticed them.
As for now?
Although Kieran still could not tell which one it was, the unintentional killing intent from the other party had made Kieran prepared.
Kieran continued to walk forward, and the two of them were getting closer and closer.
When Kieran was three steps away from the man who looked like an off-duty clerk, he took out the smoking pipe from his coat pocket. He seemed to be addicted to smoking, but he accidentally brought out a handful of loose change. It was the change from the wagon he had ridden in earlier.
"Damn it!"
Kieran grumbled in a low voice, and then he bent down to pick up the change.
However, the corner of his eyes was staring at the two people who were getting closer.
The drunkard, who was further away, saw the scene and was stunned for a moment. Then, he continued to walk forward without a care in the world.
The well-dressed clerk, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to the drunkard and continued walking.
When the clerk got closer to Kieran, Kieran picked up the change and straightened his body.
Just as Kieran was about to put the change into his pocket, the clerk walked past Kieran, and a small dagger appeared in his right hand.
He twisted his body, raised his hand, and stabbed.
Everything was done in one go.
The dagger turned into a cold gleam and went straight for Kieran's waist.
However, Kieran was faster than the clerk.
Kieran's right leg sprung up like a spring, and the tip of his foot landed on the clerk's wrist. Then, he retracted his leg and smashed the clerk's face.
Pak!
Pak!
After two crisp sounds, the man's dagger flew out of his hand, and he was kicked off the ground by Kieran. He spun and fell to the ground. Half of his teeth were gone, and his face was twisted and deformed. He looked like he was gasping for air.
Even so, the clerk's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Kieran in disbelief.
It was obvious that the clerk did not understand how Kieran had discovered him.
The clerk thought that his disguise was perfect.
"Your goal is too obvious, you don't even have the basic curiosity! At least a drunkard would know what I dropped! "
Kieran said calmly.
Of course, Kieran would never tell the clerk the real reason, even if he was already dead.
[Kick: Inflicts 30 Damage to Target HP, Target joint dislocated …]
[Kick: Lethal Attack, Inflicts 120 Damage to Target HP (Hand-to-Hand Combat, Master of Kicks), Target dies …]
The battlelog clearly stated that the clerk had died.
After suffering a loss in the newbie dungeon, Kieran had become more cautious.
Kieran looked behind him, and realized that the person who had been following him had already disappeared.
This made Kieran frown.
He could not be sure whether the person in front of him was in cahoots with the person who had been following him.
"150 HP, extraordinary vitality, speed, and strength, plus an expert in disguise, he must be an assassin or a killer!"
Kieran guessed the identity of the person in front of him, hoping that his guesses could help him solve the mystery.
If it was possible, Kieran would have wanted to keep the person alive.
However, the person had appeared too suddenly, and his excellent disguise had left a lingering fear in Kieran's heart.
Facing an opponent who was an expert in disguise, Kieran did not think that he should be merciful. Even if the person was not as strong as him, if he managed to escape, it would mean that Kieran would have to constantly be on guard against an expert in disguise.
That was why when Kieran had made his move, he had been determined to kill the person.
Of course, this would bring him trouble, but it was much less troublesome than being on guard against an expert in disguise.
"Murder!"
"Murder!"
The whole street was silent for a moment, then suddenly erupted.
A few patrolmen blew their whistles, waving their batons as they surrounded Kieran.
Kieran cooperated and raised his hands, his right hand still holding his appointment letter.
Kieran had never been so glad that he had received this appointment letter.
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