Chapter 660: Chapter 660: Counterkill
No one doubted the truth of Scarlett Jennings’ words, and several students immediately stood up.
“Do the police have personnel arranged in advance?”
Scarlett Jennings said, “There are many schools in the West Third District, even if all police forces are dispersed, it’s impossible to station guards at each school.”
Moreover, without a way to verify the authenticity of the report, the police can’t take large-scale action. At most, they can have the nearby precincts and schools heighten their vigilance.
Another student spoke,
“We need to first confirm the authenticity of the information. If the situation is true, the Security Bureau can try to deduce the approximate location of the incident.”
Before Scarlett Jennings could speak, another student said,
“Without specific references, the deduction is not that easy, moreover, this isn’t something that happens due to the gathering of resentful energy.”
If it was because of a school’s excessive resentful energy causing someone to go mad, this situation would be easier to handle.
“Also, this person is likely just antisocial, not an Evil Master or Demon Ghost causing trouble, it doesn’t involve the Mystical Sect, the Security Bureau has no reason to intervene.”
“Though it doesn’t involve the Mystical Sect, as members of the Mystical Sect, we have an obligation to prevent such incidents!”
“That’s right, if the police or the Security Bureau are short-handed, we, the students of Capital Academy, can take over.”
These students, though not yet graduated, may not be qualified to handle Demon Ghosts, but dealing with a few villains using magic isn’t a problem.
Scarlett Jennings didn’t need to guide them; the students below were already engaged in discussion. Those skilled in deducing magic discussed ways to determine the likely schools facing threats.
Those skilled in body techniques and talismanic magic proposed to volunteer and watch outside schools in the West Third District.
Some students planned to use paperman techniques to deter those who might harm others.
It’s no wonder everyone’s enthusiasm ran high, as in recent years, too many cases of indiscriminate killings had occurred.
Those feeling societal injustice, unable to retaliate against those who oppressed or were stronger than them, would subconsciously target those weaker than themselves.
Especially young schoolchildren and toddlers.
But how innocent were those who had been indiscriminately killed?
Even though schools and crowded offices have intentionally heightened security and regularly conduct various anti-violence drills, when an incident truly occurs, most people are at a loss.
Scarlett Jennings and the teachers in the venue listened to the discussions and had no intention of stopping them.
Until quite a few students were about to voluntarily take action, did they finally intervene to stop them,
“Although this information hasn’t been confirmed, we believe the police will take appropriate precautions.”
Any unverified rumor, even a prank, as long as it could potentially cause harm to the public, they would take seriously.
Looking at the students about to go stand watch, Scarlett Jennings said,
“The police have their own methods, and when it comes to putting people in the field, they’re more professional than you.
As members of the Mystical Sect, we should handle it in our way.”
Upon Scarlett Jennings’ words, many people nodded in agreement,
“Exactly, we still need to deduce the correct position first, and then assist accordingly…”
Another round of discussion ensued.
Galadriel Bell, as a new student, knew little magic and didn’t know what she could do in such situations.
Instinctively, she looked at Scarlett Jennings on stage, timidly raised her hand, and asked,
“Scarlett, what would you do in such a situation?”
Galadriel Bell spoke softly but still managed to gain quite a bit of attention, with everyone turning to look at Scarlett Jennings, seemingly curious as well.
Scarlett Jennings, meeting their gazes, simply said,
“I excel in talismanic magic, and there’s no magic within talismans that can locate an enemy before they appear.
If it were me, I would prefer to capture the opponent’s aura the moment they reveal their killing intent, and then… counterattack.”
West Third District, Red Lings Primary School.
It was dismissal time.
Outside the primary school, it was crowded with parents waiting to pick up their children.
Among them was a man in a down jacket, looking weary, blending inconspicuously into the crowd.
Until he saw the children being led out in rows by the teachers, a faint trace of crimson flashed in his eyes.
He slowly stepped forward, like an anxious parent ready to pick up their child.
First, he unbuttoned his down jacket.
Then, his steps quickened.
He rushed toward the group of children, drawing a knife from his clothes.
Someone in the crowd noticed the glint of silver in his hand, and a shrill scream erupted.
The school security guard and the traffic police nearby heard the commotion and quickly rushed over, yet they were too late to stop him.
The man’s face twisted with a grimace, and he was about to slash at the nearest child.
The scene was chaotic, with parents attempting to intervene, but faster than them was another figure.
The moment the man drew his knife, the sudden surge of malice seemed to trigger something.
From behind the plaques bearing the school’s mottos on both sides of the entrance, two little papermen suddenly sprang into action.
In the next second, the two little papermen flew out from behind the plaques, accurately targeting the knife-wielding villain, rapidly heading toward him.
As the man raised his blade, the two little papermen, one on each side, assumed kicking stances.
The little papermen kicked the man squarely on both temples with precision.
The man felt his head buzzing, his body staggered slightly, but he only hesitated for a moment.
Seeing the man didn’t fall, the papermen quickly spun around, then each adhered to the man’s face.
The man felt his vision being blocked, instinctively reached to remove them, but the moment he touched the papermen, his vision blurred instantly.
When he reopened his eyes, the chaotic crowd was gone, leaving him alone at the empty school gate.
Before he could contemplate what was happening, a giant shadow loomed over him.
Instinctively looking up, he saw the small papermen had enlarged dozens of times!
The giant paperman, towering like Godzilla, looked down at him, then slowly bent over, smacking him like a fly…
The man felt a terrible force on his body, and then his own body transformed into a paperman like theirs.
At that moment, he couldn’t suppress his terror and screamed,
When the school security and nearby traffic officers approached, they found the man who was about to commit a crime had collapsed to the ground.
Upon closer inspection, his face was covered with two papermen, his mouth wide open, yet he made no sound.
His body was rigid, not daring to move, and the sheer terror on his face,
he had fallen into a terrifying mirage realm.