Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 15 The Unlucky Clown

Klein stuffed the citrine pendant into his pocket with one hand, and pulled out the revolver from the gun pocket under his arm with the other. He quickly adjusted the firing position of the revolver, and opened the corresponding device, putting himself in a state where he could shoot at the enemy at any time.

With a serious expression on Su Ya's face, he stretched out his left hand. A silver ring inlaid with red gemstones shone on his little finger. A flame rose from the palm of his left hand with his movements. The blazing temperature made Klein couldn't help but leaned back.

This is a sealed item?Klein looked at Su Ya in surprise, isn't he afraid of side effects?
"A gadget with very few side effects." Suya saw Klein's gaze and explained in a low voice while controlling the flames to form a ring around the two of them to guard against sneak attacks.

"This kind of thing cannot be regarded as a sealed object. For extraordinary people, some medium and low-sequence extraordinary items have little side effects, so they are often carried around and used without being vigilant at all times." Suya raised his hand and shook it at Klein Show off the ring.

"This 'wilderness fire ring' is a gift from my family, very suitable for everyday use."

While the two of them were guarding the sealed object '2-049' and chatting quietly while occasionally pushing each other while maintaining vigilance, the enemy on the other side had already revealed his true appearance under the probing tests of the four senior Nighthawks. .

It was a man in a black tuxedo and a half-height silk top hat.

His face was painted with red, yellow and white oil paint, and he painted himself into a "clown" appearance with upturned mouth corners on both sides, which formed absurd contrast with his formal dress like attending a dinner party.

The clown in a tuxedo stood in a dark place on the pile of wooden boxes a few steps away. He grinned with a funny smile. He held down his top hat with one hand, raised his other hand, and snapped his fingers. A virtual gunshot sounded, making everyone originally The Nighthawks who were rushing towards him suddenly stopped, rolling and avoiding.

But nothing happened, the gunshot was just an illusion, a virtual sound.

Dunn and Al each raised their guns and fired steadily. Su Ya carried the iron-black box containing the sealed item '2-049' with one hand, and put the other hand on Klein's shoulder, ready to put him in a state of rigidity at any time. Klein woke up, and his free fingers directed the flowing flames to linger beside them.

Klein followed closely beside Su Ya, holding the gun in one hand, and stretched forward, ready to shoot when the clown in tuxedo came into range.

But it was obvious that the tuxedo clown completely ignored Su Ya and the two of them. He moved left, now right, retreated and rolled, as if performing acrobatics, sometimes fighting at close range with Loretta, and sometimes causing the surroundings to ignite. Flame, every time the flame is lit, the figure of the clown in the tuxedo will disappear in place and appear not far away.

"What kind of sequence does this guy belong to? Is he from the circus? The sequence of potions mastered by the Secret Order is quite strange." Klein muttered, but saw Suya glance at him with a smile and replied concisely, " Fortune teller.”

Ah, is the follow-up sequence of Seer, who has no offensive ability, so strong?The captain and his two Sequence 7s plus two Sequence 8s were able to cope with such difficulties.But these abilities seem to be very practical, especially the ability of the flame substitute, I want it a bit.

But why this sequence is always related to the circus, it is divination, performance and clown.
In the distance, a clown in a tuxedo kept jumping between wooden boxes, raising his hand to pick his ears, looking at Al with a fixed funny smile, indifferent to his poetry recitation.

He wouldn't have blocked his ears beforehand, would he? ...Klein watched from a distance, and had some guesses in his heart.He was thinking about how to effectively help the captain and the others when he heard Su Ya's ethereal voice.

"The ability of Sequence 7s in the diviner path to save lives is very strong. There is a saying that even a Sequence 6 is not willing to easily make an enemy of a well-prepared 'magician', but that's it."

Su Ya showed a weird smile. He followed some kind of guidance that he had felt in the beginning of this battle. He closed his eyes gently, raised his palm, stretched his fingers forward, and the '' on the little finger Wildfire' shimmered red.More flames gushed out from his fingertips, swirling around Suya and Klein to form a miniature flame vortex.

On the other side, a ball of flames was summoned again, and the clown in tuxedo, who was about to escape from the encirclement of the Nighthawks again, slipped his foot for some reason and failed to penetrate into the flames in time, so a bullet successfully hit him He let out a muffled grunt, and immediately set his whole body on fire, preventing Lolotta from grabbing his arm and disappearing on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in the whirlpool of flames surrounding Su Ya.

"Ah! Arsonist?" The tuxedo clown screamed, but before he could react further, he felt his head suddenly buzzing, his thoughts quickly stagnated, and his whole body began to stiffen.

Oops, I made a mistake and entered the range of the 'Antigonus Puppet'. Hurry up and leave. This is the hunter's fire. No, I won't die here.
The tuxedo clown flicked his limbs with rusty joints, tried his best to climb out of the flames, but obviously, he had no chance.

At this moment, Klein had fully reacted. He quickly turned around, held the revolver with both hands, and aimed at the slow-moving tuxedo clown.And Su Ya waved his fingers at the same time, directing the flames to rush towards him.

Looking at the indescribable despair in the tuxedo clown's eyes, Klein and Suya struck at the same time. The silver bullet crossed a distance of several meters and accurately penetrated into the tuxedo clown's neck. Large streams of blood flowed out, staining the skin red. , dyed his tie red.

After a shot hit, Klein turned around coolly, shook off the wheel, and let the empty bullet casing fall to the ground naturally. Suya smiled and directed the flames that came at the same time as the bullet to engulf the tuxedo clown's body, quickly Pushing him to death.

"Confirm the target's death." Su Ya wiped the gemstone on the little finger ring, took back the flames, and left the charred body of the tuxedo clown on the ground. He picked up a tattered wooden stick from the ground, After poking the scorched black corpse for confirmation, he nodded and said to Klein.

"Good job." Al Hasson, who was wearing a gray windbreaker, walked towards them, stopped five meters away from them, and stopped approaching.

"Then it's Rey Bieber's turn," he said.

Klein just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard an unusually shrill scream coming from the innermost warehouse: "Ah!"

That scream contained extremely strong fear, as if something unimaginably terrible had happened.

(End of this chapter)