Sou Sou Sou!
An air-breaking noise sounded. The dean was stunned on the spot. Inspector Oaker instinctively dodged aside but his body that wasn't young anymore made it difficult for him to complete the movement smoothly.
Both of them could only watch the glass shards that were as sharp as daggers getting closer to them.
Fuuu!
A strong wind flashed in front of the two of them, ruffling their hair and beard.
Unconsciously, the dean closed his eyes.
Inspector Oaker widened his eyes instead.
The two of them had different professions, which resulted in their different attitudes when facing danger.
So, the man saw a big patch of darkness blocking his path with his own eyes, giving off a rustling sound. When Kieran retrieved the darkness back into his hand, the man was astonished to find out what the darkness in front of him was.
"A quilt?!"
Inspector Oaker cried out in shock.
Then, his gaze at Kieran grew even more astonished.
"Teacher 2567, your skills are far beyond the imagination of a common man!"
The elderly inspector said.
"I may be a cultural teacher but my hobby is sports."
Kieran replied with a smile.
The inspector was still testing him.
There wasn't any malicious intent, it was nothing more than the instinct of an inspector formed over a long period of time. However, such an instinct wasn't exactly likable.
At least, Kieran didn't want to talk to the inspector.
Especially when he thought about how the inspector used his finger to graze the area between his thumb and index finger and the tip of his middle finger, Kieran felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.
So, Kieran turned his attention to the dean.
The dean was still in shock and didn't notice Kieran's gaze.
After taking a few big gulps, the bald middle-aged man said in a slightly stiff tone, "It's getting dark, Teacher 2567, remember your night patrol mission … I have to leave now!"
The dean reminded Kieran.
He didn't even bid farewell to Inspector Oaker and quickly left the old school dormitory.
"Do you need help?"
The inspector pointed at the broken window.
"Couldn't ask for more!
If it's possible, please get me some plastic sheets! "
Kieran maintained his smile since he knew what the inspector was trying to do.
After noticing that Kieran was unusual but he couldn't find any suspicious points from Kieran himself, it was natural for the inspector to place his attention on Kieran's personal belongings.
However, it was destined to be futile.
Before the police arrived, Kieran had done enough "cover-up" work.
About half an hour later, when there was only a little bit of light left in the sky, Kieran sent her to the entrance of the old school building out of courtesy.
"Inspector Oaker, you must be careful."
Kieran said.
"Pay attention? Pay attention to what? "
The other party asked in confusion.
"Did you really think that the broken window was an accident?"
"Or do you think that this place has been in disrepair for so many years that even the glass can be shattered by a loud roar, and the shattered glass can be shot at the people in the room against common sense?"
"The night is coming. You must be careful walking alone at night!"
As soon as Kieran finished speaking, he saw the other party's expression change.
Then, without waiting for a reply, he returned to the old school dormitory and slammed the door shut.
Pa!
The door was slammed against the frame, causing the inspector to shiver in fear.
He looked at the closed door of the old school dormitory. The secluded location allowed the darkness to breed fear.
Even though Oaker didn't think he needed to be afraid, he still chose to turn around and leave.
Kieran could clearly see the inspector's hurried back through the window in the corridor.
Kieran couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
He did it on purpose.
Kieran wasn't a vengeful person but he wasn't someone who wouldn't retaliate after being slapped in the face.
Since he was disgusted, he would return the disgust.
"My mood is great!"
Kieran was humming an unknown tune as he slowly walked back to his room.
Gak Tsk, Gak Tsk.
His steps on the wooden floor caused the floor to groan again and again and it was getting louder and louder.
Piece after piece of equipment that Kieran hid in other rooms and corridors appeared on his body one after another. When he reached the corner of the second floor, he grabbed the box with [Arrogant Word] in his hand. Kieran pushed the window aside and jumped out.
Even though he was carrying something heavy on his back, all Kieran did was a soft thud when he landed.
Then, he dashed towards a certain direction.
There …
There was a clue!
The reason why Kieran was in such a good mood wasn't just because he disgusted the inspector, it was also because he found the clue that he had been looking forward to since he entered the dungeon.
Just like what Kieran said, no matter how old a building was, it wouldn't shatter because of a common man's roar.
It even defied common sense and headed towards the room.
There must be something that could do that, something that common men couldn't see but it really existed.
Kieran of course wasn't a common man.
A moment before the window shattered, he already felt a gloomy and cold energy gathering outside the window. He then activated [Tracking] and caught a glimpse of a figure.
If it wasn't for someone beside him and his current identity, Kieran would have chased after the figure.
Though, it wasn't too late.
Musou level [Tracking]'s ability to leave traces was no longer limited to common living beings.
In his incomparably clear vision, a wisp of black mist that was dispersing and moving towards a certain direction appeared in front of him.
The black mist was like the traces left behind by a jet plane flying across the blue sky. Although it would disperse with time, it was very obvious for a short period of time.
Kieran chased after the black mist, moving forward quickly.
Soon, he arrived at the bushes behind the main academic building of Saint Brilliant High School.
The black mist had completely dissipated here.
Kieran sized up his surroundings.
An iron door separated the school from the outside world.
Four big trash cans were placed beside the iron door.
Further away was a garbage incineration station sealed with cement. It seemed like before the unified garbage disposal system, this was the place where Saint Brilliant burned their garbage.
Kieran glanced over the iron door and the trash cans.
In the end, his gaze landed on the garbage incineration station sealed with cement.
A faint gloomy and cold aura was coming out from the place.
"Is it here?"
Kieran wasn't too sure.
To be able to affect reality with a soul form, including revealing oneself and moving objects, it wasn't something that a little bit of negative energy could achieve.
Let alone the shattered glass.
It was at least a Level 1 evil spirit.
However, the little amount of negative energy before Kieran's eyes wasn't even enough for a wandering soul to exist, let alone an evil spirit.
Of course, the doubts in Kieran's heart didn't make him hesitate.
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