At this time, a man in a black double-breasted dress walked to the reception desk and handed the periodical in his hand to one of the administrators.

"Return it." He lowered his voice and said vaguely.

The librarian took the journal casually, glanced at it, and suddenly froze.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the opposite side, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Is there a problem?" The man with his collar turned up asked in a deep voice.

His words were like the sparks that ignited the explosive barrel, causing the administrator to lose control instantly, and ran to the side, shouting loudly: "Police officer!"

"The criminal is here!"

�At this moment, Klein, who hadn't had time to go out, only had the phrase "Fuck" echoing wildly in his heart.

Instinctively he thrust his right hand under his armpit and took out the revolver.

And the man was stunned for a moment, then turned around and started running,

Instead of running for the door, however, he fled toward the side oriel window, as if about to break the glass and leap out.

Klein, who was in a panic, turned his head and saw this scene, and his heart suddenly settled down.

Because he found that although he was afraid of the target, the target was even more afraid of himself!

"In such a hasty encounter, the other party will definitely not be able to judge my strength and what I am good at. Therefore, he will subconsciously avoid the confrontation and seek other ways to escape!" Lane raised the revolver and snapped the trigger.

At this moment, the man in the black double-breasted tuxedo rolled suddenly, trying to avoid the bullet.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed his right hand, and the whole person soared into the air, and rushed towards the glass of the oriel window.

puff! Klein's first shot was a blank.

However, this was something he expected a long time ago, and he took advantage of the opportunity that Sirius was unable to dodge in mid-air, and pulled the trigger again towards the most convenient part of the torso to shoot.

pong!

The silver hunting bullet pierced through the air and stabbed firmly into Sirius' back.

bang! The glass shattered, and Sirius crashed out, leaving drops of red blood and crystal shards on the window sill.

Seeing that the other party was injured, Klein was no longer timid. He ran over, borrowed a chair, jumped onto the window sill, and jumped outside.

It belongs to the back of the first floor of the Deville Library, and rows of tall and straight trees separate a green lawn.

Sirius, who was shot once, was running to the side, trying to enter the alley between the two buildings. Klein hadn't practiced the hit rate while running, so he didn't dare to shoot blindly. Holding the gun, he strode after the figure in the black dress.

Thumb up!

He followed the blood drops on the ground, trying to shorten the distance between the two.

Seeing the corner and the injured Sirius getting slower and slower, Klein, who was about to seize the opportunity, suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart. He felt that the person in front of him seemed not to be a human being, but a vicious wolf, a tiger, with a terrifying power behind him. Danger.

This is his instinct as a fortuneteller, and this is a warning from spirituality to him!

Klein immediately slowed down, and the corner of his eye caught the blood on the ground:

Compared to the beginning, Sirius' dripping blood has now turned black! JrNovels.com