Chapter 8 The long-lost tenant

He turned his fingers and counted them one by one.

“External God;

The family of the outer gods;

Asian hunters who target the outer gods' family;

Those who have blood feuds with Asian hunters, some of the superiors who only exist in the legend... no one dares to mention their names!

There are many more ghost things I have never seen before or heard of!”

"These things got into Yanan all the time, and as soon as they came in, they merged into society, and disappeared!"

"Who knows what the chaos in Yanan is like?!"

Klein took a deep breath after hearing his words.

He thought today's conversation was no longer necessary.

So the tone gradually became colder.

"First, I'm here to come to you today, not to argue with you."

"Secondly, the empire has an imperial order, and any private punishment is not allowed.

Now, when a citizen dies, someone must be responsible for his death.

Even if that citizen is a thief,

Theft will not lead to death.”

The figure in the dark did not react much, but the vertical pupils with black patterns narrowed.

With the protection of the eyelids on both sides, even if they are very close, no one will see the changes in his eyes.

Klein continued:

"Third, since you have worked with me, you will follow our agreement - this case involving the extraordinary will be handled by you."

The man's vertical pupils narrowed into a slit.

But for some reason, he showed no emotion.

Klein continued.

"You're very disdainful, are you, Croke Daymon."

He called out the man's name, which made the man furious.

"We agreed! As long as I help you with your business, you will not be allowed to call me my real name! Damn it! You shouted again! What should I do if someone heard it? I don't want to have a second master!"

Crane ignored his collapsed yell.

“Citizens of the Empire should be protected, which is their natural right.

I'm a police officer,

It is my divine duty to protect the imperial citizens and maintain justice."

He looked at the man in the dark who could no longer be called "human".

"Even if you are."

"You are a citizen of the empire, so I am protecting you as much as possible and not using my power as my master."

"Go and find the murderer."

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Chen Yan looked at the wall clock, and it was already 2:34.

2:34 am.

The agreed guests still did not come.

At this moment, Chen Yan no longer worried about his safety.

He called the police and was sure that Klein Justus would come to deal with the murder.

He had dealt with the big and white-skinned man and knew what kind of person the other person was-

Officer Klein Justus is a madman who claims to be "justice".

He has a unique set of life creeds and values ​​that are self-contained, and he handles all matters according to these two things, sometimes even overcorrecting them.

When Chen Yan just arrived at Walker Street on the first day, he was not even fluent in Empire speech.

Just saw Officer Klein smashing a drunken chin with a punch, just because "drunk can threaten the lives and safety of the people in the community."

Officer Kline was subjected to a huge number of complaints, but this did not affect his continued firmness on Walker Street.

Because the chief executives of Yanan City are not stupid—the crime rate of the neighborhoods and communities managed by Officer Klein Justus is twice as low as other areas every year—this shows a lot.

There are many such snarky people in the empire.

Chen Yan has been here for more than a month and has already experienced it deeply.

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The good news is that the windows in the bedroom on the third floor were blocked by him with a cabinet.

Although the gaps in the cabinet are still running, they will not take away all the heat from the heating.

Heating is a luxury for new immigrants.

The heating fee of up to 10 shillings per square meter has almost discouraged all new immigrants from the bottom.

The reason why Chen Yan turned on heating was completely deceived by the house seller.

What does heating increase rental rate?

Can increase basic rent,

The 5-month heating can make his old apartment rejuvenate for a second time...

All nonsense.

Such old and dangerous houses, even workers in the dust workshop of chemical factory, who are poor people who suffer from pneumoconiosis at any time, dare not come to rent them!

Chen Yan himself is obviously not a qualified investor.

All the money he had already poured into the apartment and was completely trapped.

If there is no income in a short period of time, he will definitely starve to death before paying his salary next month...

Therefore, he is looking forward to the visitors tonight.

That was his life-saving straw.

After finishing the bedroom, he turned around and came to the first floor lobby.

His eyes subconsciously dodged the photo of the scratched group and sat on the sofa covered with plastic cloth.

In a few hours, he will go to work. Although he doesn't know when to go to work, it's always okay to go a little earlier.

The scratched note says: [Before going to work, please enter the park within XX minutes from working hours.]

XX minutes, obviously double digits.

Then it's 99 minutes.

I'm waiting at the zoo gate 1 hour 39 minutes in advance, I'm not late!

Thinking of this, Chen Yan finally felt a little relieved.

He lay on the sofa, wrapped his collar tightly, and silently waited for the visitor tonight.

I don't know how long it took, just before he was in a daze and about to fall asleep, a knock on the door suddenly came.

"Bang bang."

The knock on the door is very low, and you can hardly hear it if you don’t listen carefully.

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and in a daze, thinking of the rent that was about to be obtained, he stood up like a chicken blood and opened the door of the hall.

The moment the door lock was opened, a cold wind blew in from outside the door, instantly waking him up.

It was also at this moment that a thought flashed through Chen Yan's head, and cold sweat flowed down his spine.

‘Is it a guest outside the door or a murderer who turned back?’

His slow hand was too late to retract.

The door is open.

Under the dim street lights, the tall figure outside the door bowed stiffly at him 90 degrees:

"こんにちは!はじぁまして,よろしくおおいします!" (Hello, for the first time meeting, please take care of it!)

Chen Yan suddenly became stupid.

Why are you a Sakura native?

The tall man in his 30s looked like he was wearing a pineapple head, and the pineapple head was covered with snowflakes, as if he was wearing a white pineapple hat.

He was wearing a rag that looked like a cotton coat. The cotton coat had become one by one, and I don’t know how much sin he suffered when he came.

The dirty white scarf around the neck had long been frozen and the inside of the scarf was filled with snow.

The most eye-catching thing about a man is his left arm - it is a obviously modified wooden hand, about the same size as a normal arm, and looks like a flesh-free bone.
Chapter completed!