Live in 19 Halls neighborhood?
While memorizing the information, Klein keenly grasped a message.
Well, Welch's residence is in the Halles neighborhood, and the divination club is in the Halles neighborhood. This fabric merchant named Siris Aripis is also in the Halles neighborhood... It seems that it is not strange that Welch knows Heinas Vancent, and he even met through Siris Aripis...
Suddenly, Klein felt the clues connected and his thoughts suddenly became smooth.
He was originally full of doubts about why Welch knew Heinas Vancent, because the banker's son was not a occultist, and for him, money was more useful than divination. Now, Klein felt that he could initially infer the acquaintance process between the two parties:
According to various magazines, the middle class and wealthy are happy to visit neighbors of the same level to form a social circle that helps themselves. Welch, also in the Halls neighborhood, and fabric businessman Siris, is fully motivated to have a chance to be friends...
It is not particularly difficult for Siris to know Heinas Vancent, who often goes to the Halles neighborhood divination club. Maybe a chance encounter or a help can make people who have appeared in the same area familiar with each other for a long time...
Henasfancent wanted to sell the ancient books he had, so through Siris' introduction, he found Welch, a college student in the history department...
An image of the suspected evil god "real creator" appeared in Hainas's dream, and he also mastered the correct spell format. All these indicate that he has gone deep into the field of mysticism and cannot be ruled out that he is a member of a secret organization...
It is also not ruled out that he joined the secret organization because of Sirius's guidance.
……
As ideas surged, even if Klein did not use divination methods, he was almost sure that the information left by the other party was quite credible:
Even if he is not called Sirius Aripis, he is not a fabric merchant, and does not live on No. 19, he must belong to the Halls neighborhood or nearby areas!
Klein thought about it and reexamined the other party’s borrowing record:
The last time I went to the Deville Library was last Saturday, the day before Selena's birthday dinner, the day before Heinas Vancent's death, and now, several days have passed, and he still has not returned the borrowed journal.
According to the previous records, if he only borrows two journals, he usually comes back the next day.
Does this mean that Sirius knew about Hainas' death and was frightened and dared not come to Deville Library again?
Well, he borrowed a lot of unrelated historical books and journals at the beginning, and later he gradually clarified his goals, which had a large-scale overlap with those I had borrowed...
This shows that he has no guidance, no senior associate professor in the history department of the university, and he depends entirely on his own exploration.
What will happen if a frightened target does it normally?There are two options: one, if the information is basically complete, he will go straight to the main peak of the Hornaches Mountains. Two, when the main conditions are still lacking, he will hide first and look at the limelight. After confirming that Hainas's death cannot involve himself, it will appear again.
Thinking of this, Klein closed the borrowing record, pushed it back to several library administrators, and took out the portrait and asked them if they had seen the target. Unfortunately, there were many borrowers here every day, and the administrators could hardly have an impression of people who had no obvious characteristics.
OK, please trouble you guys.Klein put away his ID and badge.
He didn't plan to investigate alone. This was not only dangerous, but also cumbersome. He planned to go to Zotland Street again and hand over the next thing to the captain and teammates. He went home to make tomato oxtail soup for his brother and sister, and then use the mysterious space above the gray fog to divine the situation and whereabouts of the target.
Officer, there is nothing else?An administrator asked earnestly with relief.
Klein nodded slightly and said:
No more, if new clues appear, I will come again.
He held the black silver-inlaid cane in his left hand and walked quickly towards the door.
Just then, he saw a man in a black double-breasted dress and holding his collar up high in coming in with his head down.
The moment both sides passed by, Klein glanced at the other party's thick and messy eyebrows and a pair of gray-blue eyes!
These are parts that cannot be covered by a high collar!
Siris?Sirius aripis?Such a coincidence?Klein was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would meet the target directly!
What's this called luck!
Isn't this a coincidence?
He measured himself, felt the soreness of his muscles, so he pretended that nothing happened and continued to walk towards the door.
Well, you have to follow your heart’s will and be stable!
As long as Siris has not left Tingen, this miss is irrelevant!
At this time, the man in a black double-breasted dress walked to the reception desk and handed the journal in his hand to one of the administrators.
return.He lowered his voice and said vaguely.
The library administrator took the journal casually, took a look, and suddenly became stunned.
He subconsciously looked up at the opposite side, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Is there any problem?The man with his collar raised high asked in a deep voice.
His words were like Mars igniting a barrel of explosives, causing the administrator to lose control in an instant, running to the side and shouting loudly:
police officer!
That criminal is here!
...At this moment, Klein, who had not had time to go out, had only one sentence in his heart, echoing wildly.
He instinctively put his right hand into his armpit and took out the revolver.
The man was stunned at first, then turned around and ran away.
However, instead of running towards the door, he ran towards the convex belly window on the side, as if he was about to break through the glass and jump outside.
Klein, who was so panicked, turned around and felt relieved when he saw this scene.
Because he found that although he was afraid of the goal, the goal was even more afraid of himself!
In such a hasty encounter, the other party will definitely not be able to judge my strength and cannot figure out what I am good at. Therefore, he, who is already guilty, will definitely subconsciously avoid the frontal conflict and seek other ways to escape!In his heart, Klein lifted the revolver and pulled the trigger with a snap.
At this moment, the man in a black double-breasted dress suddenly rolled away, trying to avoid the bullet.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed his right hand and flew into the air and rushed towards the glass of the convex belly window.
puff!Klein's first shot was an empty bullet.
However, this was something he had expected. He took advantage of the opportunity that Sirius could not avoid in mid-air and pulled the trigger again towards the most convenient shooting position of the torso.
Pong!
The silver magic bullet penetrated the air and steadily penetrated Siris's back.
Bang!The glass broke, and Sirius crashed out, leaving drops of red blood beads and crystal pieces on the windowsill.
Seeing that the other party was injured, Klein was no longer timid and ran over, and with the help of a chair, he jumped onto the windowsill and jumped outside.
There is a green lawn behind the first floor of the Deville Library.
Siris, who was shot, was running to the side, trying to enter the alley between the two buildings. Before Klein could master the hit rate when running, he did not dare to shoot blindly. He could only hold a stick in one hand and a gun in the other, and followed the back in a black dress and strode and chased after him.
Dingdeng!
He dripped blood along the ground, trying to shorten the distance between the two.
Seeing the corner looking around, and seeing the injured Sirius slower and slower, Klein, who was about to seize the opportunity, suddenly felt a thrilling heart. He felt that the person ahead seemed not a human, but a wolf, a tiger, and a terrible danger.
This is his instinct as a fortune teller, and this is his spiritual warning to him!
Klein immediately slowed down and swept the blood from the ground from the corner of his eyes:
Compared to the beginning, Sirius's dripping blood has turned black now!
Just then, a strong wind blew on his face, and Clean's eyes reflected Siris's face.
It was thick and messy eyebrows, gray-blue eyes, one raised sarcoma after another, the cracked corners of the mouth, and the white teeth.
Sirius actually launched a counterattack at this moment!
This made Klein's face clearer and clearer, making him seem to be able to smell some kind of stench!
Bang!Siris saved a distance of seven or eight meters, which obviously exceeded the scope of normal people, but because Klein stopped chasing in time, the two sides were nearly ten meters apart.
Less than two meters away, the mouth with sticky saliva hanging and the extremely nauseating dense sarcoma formed a clear and terrifying picture, making Klein's spirit very tight.
Without thinking, he took advantage of the short time when the other party was in a pounce, he raised his right hand and buckled it, causing the bullet to pour towards the target's head.
Pong!Pong!Pong!Pong!
The close-range shooting caused one silver magic bullet after another to penetrate Siris' head, making the opponent's blood splash, his face blurred, and the opponent's backwards and stagnant.
Klein subconsciously wanted to retreat and confirm the results of the battle.
But at this time, Sirius, who was trying hard to stand up straight, was extremely frightened by him, and he suddenly waved his cane in his left hand.
Bang!The hard black silver-encrusted cane hit Siris' neck, drawing out a crimson mark.
Slap!
Crane instinctively beat the other person until Sirius swayed to the ground.
call!call!call!Klein was gasping for breath while using his cane, staring at the target, afraid that the other party would suddenly cheat.
At this time, Sirius' head almost became a broken ripe watermelon, the remaining dense sarcoma began to fade, and the body calmed down after a few convulsions.
Klein did not rush to check the body, but threw down his cane, took out the magic bullets he carried with him, and stuffed them into the revolver one by one.
After doing all this, he calmed down, endured his disgust, and half-squatted down, fumbled into the pocket of Siris' black double-breasted dress.
While memorizing the information, Klein keenly grasped a message.
Well, Welch's residence is in the Halles neighborhood, and the divination club is in the Halles neighborhood. This fabric merchant named Siris Aripis is also in the Halles neighborhood... It seems that it is not strange that Welch knows Heinas Vancent, and he even met through Siris Aripis...
Suddenly, Klein felt the clues connected and his thoughts suddenly became smooth.
He was originally full of doubts about why Welch knew Heinas Vancent, because the banker's son was not a occultist, and for him, money was more useful than divination. Now, Klein felt that he could initially infer the acquaintance process between the two parties:
According to various magazines, the middle class and wealthy are happy to visit neighbors of the same level to form a social circle that helps themselves. Welch, also in the Halls neighborhood, and fabric businessman Siris, is fully motivated to have a chance to be friends...
It is not particularly difficult for Siris to know Heinas Vancent, who often goes to the Halles neighborhood divination club. Maybe a chance encounter or a help can make people who have appeared in the same area familiar with each other for a long time...
Henasfancent wanted to sell the ancient books he had, so through Siris' introduction, he found Welch, a college student in the history department...
An image of the suspected evil god "real creator" appeared in Hainas's dream, and he also mastered the correct spell format. All these indicate that he has gone deep into the field of mysticism and cannot be ruled out that he is a member of a secret organization...
It is also not ruled out that he joined the secret organization because of Sirius's guidance.
……
As ideas surged, even if Klein did not use divination methods, he was almost sure that the information left by the other party was quite credible:
Even if he is not called Sirius Aripis, he is not a fabric merchant, and does not live on No. 19, he must belong to the Halls neighborhood or nearby areas!
Klein thought about it and reexamined the other party’s borrowing record:
The last time I went to the Deville Library was last Saturday, the day before Selena's birthday dinner, the day before Heinas Vancent's death, and now, several days have passed, and he still has not returned the borrowed journal.
According to the previous records, if he only borrows two journals, he usually comes back the next day.
Does this mean that Sirius knew about Hainas' death and was frightened and dared not come to Deville Library again?
Well, he borrowed a lot of unrelated historical books and journals at the beginning, and later he gradually clarified his goals, which had a large-scale overlap with those I had borrowed...
This shows that he has no guidance, no senior associate professor in the history department of the university, and he depends entirely on his own exploration.
What will happen if a frightened target does it normally?There are two options: one, if the information is basically complete, he will go straight to the main peak of the Hornaches Mountains. Two, when the main conditions are still lacking, he will hide first and look at the limelight. After confirming that Hainas's death cannot involve himself, it will appear again.
Thinking of this, Klein closed the borrowing record, pushed it back to several library administrators, and took out the portrait and asked them if they had seen the target. Unfortunately, there were many borrowers here every day, and the administrators could hardly have an impression of people who had no obvious characteristics.
OK, please trouble you guys.Klein put away his ID and badge.
He didn't plan to investigate alone. This was not only dangerous, but also cumbersome. He planned to go to Zotland Street again and hand over the next thing to the captain and teammates. He went home to make tomato oxtail soup for his brother and sister, and then use the mysterious space above the gray fog to divine the situation and whereabouts of the target.
Officer, there is nothing else?An administrator asked earnestly with relief.
Klein nodded slightly and said:
No more, if new clues appear, I will come again.
He held the black silver-inlaid cane in his left hand and walked quickly towards the door.
Just then, he saw a man in a black double-breasted dress and holding his collar up high in coming in with his head down.
The moment both sides passed by, Klein glanced at the other party's thick and messy eyebrows and a pair of gray-blue eyes!
These are parts that cannot be covered by a high collar!
Siris?Sirius aripis?Such a coincidence?Klein was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would meet the target directly!
What's this called luck!
Isn't this a coincidence?
He measured himself, felt the soreness of his muscles, so he pretended that nothing happened and continued to walk towards the door.
Well, you have to follow your heart’s will and be stable!
As long as Siris has not left Tingen, this miss is irrelevant!
At this time, the man in a black double-breasted dress walked to the reception desk and handed the journal in his hand to one of the administrators.
return.He lowered his voice and said vaguely.
The library administrator took the journal casually, took a look, and suddenly became stunned.
He subconsciously looked up at the opposite side, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Is there any problem?The man with his collar raised high asked in a deep voice.
His words were like Mars igniting a barrel of explosives, causing the administrator to lose control in an instant, running to the side and shouting loudly:
police officer!
That criminal is here!
...At this moment, Klein, who had not had time to go out, had only one sentence in his heart, echoing wildly.
He instinctively put his right hand into his armpit and took out the revolver.
The man was stunned at first, then turned around and ran away.
However, instead of running towards the door, he ran towards the convex belly window on the side, as if he was about to break through the glass and jump outside.
Klein, who was so panicked, turned around and felt relieved when he saw this scene.
Because he found that although he was afraid of the goal, the goal was even more afraid of himself!
In such a hasty encounter, the other party will definitely not be able to judge my strength and cannot figure out what I am good at. Therefore, he, who is already guilty, will definitely subconsciously avoid the frontal conflict and seek other ways to escape!In his heart, Klein lifted the revolver and pulled the trigger with a snap.
At this moment, the man in a black double-breasted dress suddenly rolled away, trying to avoid the bullet.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed his right hand and flew into the air and rushed towards the glass of the convex belly window.
puff!Klein's first shot was an empty bullet.
However, this was something he had expected. He took advantage of the opportunity that Sirius could not avoid in mid-air and pulled the trigger again towards the most convenient shooting position of the torso.
Pong!
The silver magic bullet penetrated the air and steadily penetrated Siris's back.
Bang!The glass broke, and Sirius crashed out, leaving drops of red blood beads and crystal pieces on the windowsill.
Seeing that the other party was injured, Klein was no longer timid and ran over, and with the help of a chair, he jumped onto the windowsill and jumped outside.
There is a green lawn behind the first floor of the Deville Library.
Siris, who was shot, was running to the side, trying to enter the alley between the two buildings. Before Klein could master the hit rate when running, he did not dare to shoot blindly. He could only hold a stick in one hand and a gun in the other, and followed the back in a black dress and strode and chased after him.
Dingdeng!
He dripped blood along the ground, trying to shorten the distance between the two.
Seeing the corner looking around, and seeing the injured Sirius slower and slower, Klein, who was about to seize the opportunity, suddenly felt a thrilling heart. He felt that the person ahead seemed not a human, but a wolf, a tiger, and a terrible danger.
This is his instinct as a fortune teller, and this is his spiritual warning to him!
Klein immediately slowed down and swept the blood from the ground from the corner of his eyes:
Compared to the beginning, Sirius's dripping blood has turned black now!
Just then, a strong wind blew on his face, and Clean's eyes reflected Siris's face.
It was thick and messy eyebrows, gray-blue eyes, one raised sarcoma after another, the cracked corners of the mouth, and the white teeth.
Sirius actually launched a counterattack at this moment!
This made Klein's face clearer and clearer, making him seem to be able to smell some kind of stench!
Bang!Siris saved a distance of seven or eight meters, which obviously exceeded the scope of normal people, but because Klein stopped chasing in time, the two sides were nearly ten meters apart.
Less than two meters away, the mouth with sticky saliva hanging and the extremely nauseating dense sarcoma formed a clear and terrifying picture, making Klein's spirit very tight.
Without thinking, he took advantage of the short time when the other party was in a pounce, he raised his right hand and buckled it, causing the bullet to pour towards the target's head.
Pong!Pong!Pong!Pong!
The close-range shooting caused one silver magic bullet after another to penetrate Siris' head, making the opponent's blood splash, his face blurred, and the opponent's backwards and stagnant.
Klein subconsciously wanted to retreat and confirm the results of the battle.
But at this time, Sirius, who was trying hard to stand up straight, was extremely frightened by him, and he suddenly waved his cane in his left hand.
Bang!The hard black silver-encrusted cane hit Siris' neck, drawing out a crimson mark.
Slap!
Crane instinctively beat the other person until Sirius swayed to the ground.
call!call!call!Klein was gasping for breath while using his cane, staring at the target, afraid that the other party would suddenly cheat.
At this time, Sirius' head almost became a broken ripe watermelon, the remaining dense sarcoma began to fade, and the body calmed down after a few convulsions.
Klein did not rush to check the body, but threw down his cane, took out the magic bullets he carried with him, and stuffed them into the revolver one by one.
After doing all this, he calmed down, endured his disgust, and half-squatted down, fumbled into the pocket of Siris' black double-breasted dress.
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