Chapter 531: Disgust
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of air being sliced rang out. The dean stood frozen, while Inspector Ouke instinctively tried to dodge aside, but his aging body made the movement difficult.
Both could only watch as the glass shards, sharp as daggers, drew closer.
Whoosh!
A gust swept past their faces, stirring their hair.
Instinctively, the dean shut his eyes.
Inspector Ouke, however, opened his eyes wide.
Their different professions had shaped their different reactions to danger.
Thus, the latter saw a broad expanse of darkness block his path and shudder with a rustling sound. Only when Qin Ran drew the darkness back into his hands did Ouke realize, to his astonishment, what had shielded him.
"A quilt?!"
Inspector Ouke cried out.
Then the look he gave Qin Ran grew even more astonished.
"Mr. 2567, your reflexes are beyond anything an ordinary person could imagine!"
The aging inspector said.
"I may teach academic subjects, but sports are my hobby."
Qin Ran answered with a smile.
The inspector was still probing him.
There was no malice in it, merely an instinct developed over a long career as an inspector. Still, that instinct was hardly endearing.
At least, Qin Ran was very reluctant to talk to him.
Especially when he recalled how the inspector had brushed his fingers over the web of Qin Ran's thumb and the tips of his index and middle fingers. The thought sent a chill of revulsion through him.
So Qin Ran turned his gaze toward the dean.
Still shaken, the man did not notice his scrutiny at all.
After several deep, panting breaths, the balding middle-aged man said somewhat stiffly, "It's almost dark. Mr. 2567, remember your night patrol duties... I need to leave!"
He offered that reminder.
Then he hurried out of the