I was supposed to be Hokage, but I went to slay the dragon

The old city of Philadelphia is bustling with people, and pedestrians of all kinds walk on the streets of this fifth largest city.

"There is no abnormality at point 1."

"There is no abnormality at point 2."

"There is no abnormality at point 3."

"There is no abnormality at point 4."

"There is no...no at point 5. There is something wrong."

The scheduled report on the radio was going on in an orderly manner, but the two students at point 5 suddenly changed the subject.

"Report at point 5, what happened."

Lancelot's calm voice sounded in the headset.

Lancelot was currently standing on a three-story building, which was a cafe on the terrace. He was sitting on an armchair, drinking coffee and reading a magazine before something unusual sounded in his headset.

However, what responded to him was a scream that suddenly sounded on the channel.

Immediately afterwards, a harsh and noisy sound of electricity suddenly sounded on the public channel.

"Support! People nearby support immediately!"

Lancelot, who had always had a strategizing attitude, also lost his calm demeanor. At the critical moment, he didn't care whether to attract the attention of the crowd. He ran quickly to the edge of the rooftop, turned over and jumped from the third floor.

Lancelot, who landed firmly, immediately ran towards the area responsible for the No. 5 observation team.

By the time Lancelot arrived at the scene, many pedestrians were already surrounding him.

After pushing through the crowd gathered on the outside and squeezing in, several colleges on the innermost floor were already evacuating pedestrians, showing their certificates issued by the Executive Department.

Those documents were obtained by the college through various channels in order to facilitate the use of official power when performing tasks.

The person in charge of Observation Point No. 5 is a sophomore female student named Olivia Andre.

Lancelot walked to Olivia's body and squatted down. The cause of death was simple. The throat was cut and the heart was stabbed.

The killer moved very quickly. Judging from the traces of the wounds, Olivia's throat should have been slit by an oncoming person at an extremely fast speed while running to catch up.

Her vocal cords were damaged and she was unable to issue a warning, and then she was stabbed in the heart with a knife.

Even with the powerful physique of a hybrid, his life was still taken away in an instant.

"Sir Scanlon, the student at observation point 5 of the fourth group was attacked and died. I request that Norma immediately obtain the surveillance video of the entire neighborhood."

After reporting to Scanlon through the team leader channel, Lancelot summoned several colleges to collect Olivia's body.

Before the enemy's tail has been touched, the academy has already reduced its personnel.

Now that the other party has noticed it in advance, the fourth group of observation points has no meaning.After Lancelot left behind a few sophomores with strong combat abilities, he announced the withdrawal of the team.

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Still at the same location as yesterday, everyone in the fourth group gathered in the conference room.Except for Olivia whose body was already on its way back to the academy.

"This is the surveillance captured by Norma, please take a look."

Lancelot opened the video on the computer, and the projector projected the surveillance footage on the screen.

The surveillance angle was not good, and this video was obviously pieced together by Norma from footage taken by various cameras in different locations.

The murderer was a man dressed as an Arab.

The body shape is about 1.7 meters, and it is impossible to judge the body shape under the cover of the large robe.The camera's capture angle was from the side, and the other party covered all parts below the eyes with a piece of black cloth, so his face was completely invisible.

Olivia was killed just as everyone suspected.

From the surveillance video, a man wearing a hood and sunglasses passed by not far from her at that time, and happened to expose the handle of a knife fastened to his lower waist.

A man who covered his face in broad daylight and carried a sharp weapon naturally attracted Olivia's attention.So after Ovelia decisively reported the abnormality on the channel, she immediately chased after the man who was about to disappear around the corner of an alley.

Olivia had just run two or three meters when the murderer who was walking towards her suddenly struck out at the moment they passed each other, and then disappeared into the crowd.

The distribution of cameras in the old city is not dense. The last picture shows the murderer and the man who was used as a bait meeting on another street and getting into a van without a license plate.

Apparently, the tracking of the truck yielded no results.

"This was a well-planned hunt."

Lancelot, standing under the screen, made a conclusion.

"The other party was obviously aware of our presence, identified Olivia's identity in the crowd, and then set up this trap."

Lancelot's handsome face was full of gloom, and anyone could see that his anger was about to burst out.

Olivia was a good friend of his and had expressed her love for him privately.

Even though he has no feelings for this classmate, those scumbags took away Olivia's life during the mission he commanded. Now he just wants to capture those guys one by one and hang them on the gallows. On the first shelf.

After the intelligence was shared, Lancelot reorganized his group.

All single-person teams have been cancelled. Each team must have at least two people and one second-year student.

Lancelot leaned forward slightly, placing his hands on the conference table, his face full of seriousness.

"Everyone, dig out those rats in the sewers, avenge our classmates, and defend the dignity of Kassel College!"

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On the long street in the afternoon, the dappled sunlight fell on the ground in fragments from the gaps between the buildings.

It's already June, and the temperature in the air is already a bit hot.

Han Qingcheng and Kroll were walking side by side on the sidewalk, each holding an ice cream cone in his hand and licking it.

"Senior sister, I heard that in France you would open a bottle of red wine and light a candle even if you have noodles at home. Is it true?"

Han Qingcheng asked Krol as his eyes wandered randomly among the people passing by.

"That's not the case at all. Although we have always advocated romance and ritual, it's not that exaggerated."

"Ah, that's what I asked, I saw it on the Internet. By the way, senior sister..."

A sudden scream interrupted Han Qingcheng's words.

The two looked at each other and immediately ran towards the corner of the street where the sound came from.

In a narrow alley, two figures were entangled together.

The man wearing a dark green hooded sweater was squatting, holding a woman to the ground with his left hand. The dagger held in his right hand was raised high in the air, with a cold light shining.

"stop!"

Kroll shouted and immediately rushed forward.

Kroll's voice stopped the tragedy that was about to take place. When the man with the knife saw someone breaking through, he ignored the woman lying on the ground and ran away quickly towards the end of the alley.

"You save that woman, I'll go after her!"

After saying a word, Kroll chased after him like a gust of wind.

"Sister, don't chase me!"

However, Kroll's speed was too fast. Like an agile female leopard, his figure disappeared at the end of the alley in an instant.