Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 101 Chen Yan's Ballot
The atmosphere in the restaurant froze for a moment.

Chen Yan and Ou Gami looked at each other, then turned their heads, and made a "relief" gesture to the flustered Nuomi Guo.

Stand up, walk out of the restaurant, and enter the hallway through the corridor.

Open the door, a gust of cold wind blows in.

Along with the cold wind, there is also a beam of light that can blind people's eyes.

"Mr. Yan, you actually started cooking by yourself."

Chen Yan covered his eyes with his hands, barely seeing Klein Justus's annoying, chiseled, dead face with obvious features of the Imperial Luke.

"How can I continue to enjoy the good life of the empire if I don't have oil money left between my teeth?" Chen Yan's tone was sneering.

Hearing Chen Yan's response, Klein Justus put down the flashlight.

When the lights fell, the Sergeant of the Street Police Department looked as ugly as ever.

He knew that Chen Yan was being sarcastic, because that sentence came from a satirical play "The Emperor of the Lower Town" in the theater, and the whole play complained about the difficulty of life in the empire, and that people's lives are not human.

"The empire is slowly getting better, Mr. Yan, everything has a gradual process, and the same goes for the municipal government."

Klein Justus illuminated the interior of the apartment with a light.

"Have you seen any suspicious people recently?"

Chen Yan put on a dazed look: "What are you talking about?"

Klein Justus took out a photo and placed it in front of Chen Yan.

"On the night of December 12, two police officers were killed near No. 31 Walker Street. Someone photographed the murderer's back."

Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the photo.

This photo was obviously taken through glass, so in the foreground of the photo are some slightly melted ice flowers.

The background of the photo is the almost completely blurred backs of two people, one big and one small, in the snowstorm in the city alleys.

Chen Yan only glanced at it, and he was absolutely sure that it was ogami and glutinous rice fruit.

Has it been photographed...

Klein Justus put down the photo, looked directly into Chen Yan's eyes, and asked slowly: "The direction that these two people fled after committing the crime happened to be in the direction of your apartment, Mr. Yan, are you sure you haven't seen anything like this before?" person?"

The confusion in Chen Yan's eyes was mixed with a look of fear: "I haven't seen these two people before."

He took a deep breath, and met Klein Justus' eyes, with the unique ferocity of a small citizen in his eyes:

"This is your business! Sheriff Justus! If these two murderers really caused harm to the residents of Walker Street, such as me, as the person in charge of the neighborhood security, you will be responsible for it!"

Seeing him like this, Klein Justus breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the flashlight, put the photo back in his pocket, and put on a fake smile:

"Mr. Yan, I actually came here to inform you to vote for me."

Chen Yan stared blankly: "What?"

vote?What to vote for?

A bad premonition rose in Chen Yan's heart.

Klein Justus said in a confident tone: "I will run for the Yharnam City Council as a member of the Conservative Party."

Chen Yan opened his mouth wide.

You run for Congress, you have an egg relationship with me!

You fuck with me all day, checking my visa twice in three days, and shining a fucking flashlight in my eyes-now you want me to vote for you?

Is your brain broken?
Just listen to Cline Justes continue:
"After I win the election, I will expand the security force of Yanan City, and conduct a large-scale sweep of the entire Yanan City. Gangsters and lawbreakers will be swept out of this block, and you will get [absolute safety]! "

He puts the accent on the phrase "absolutely safe".

Chen Yan thought to himself, what he said was not a bad thing, but... just because of this, I have no reason to vote for you?

"More importantly, I will supervise the implementation of the law and ensure the protection of the imperial labor law for workers - social insurance, Mr. Yan, I will use all means to fight for the workers: the right to force companies to pay social insurance for workers .”

Listening to his promise, Chen Yan understood one thing.

This blond muscular guy, he's not kidding.

He is really serious about canvassing votes.

And he has a clear purpose——

"Walker" in Walker Street means "worker" in Imperial language.

Walker Street, also known as Workers’ Street—in fact, although most of the people living on this street are older-generation workers, there are also many new-generation workers.

Klein Justus used the promise of "making profits for the workers" to win votes in Workers' Street, and the success rate is quite high!
After listening to him, Chen Yan was silent for a moment, and said:

"Officer Justus, that's not enough—I mean, your promise is not enough."

Hearing what he said, Klein didn't even refute, but responded frankly: "That's true."

Another gust of cold wind carried snowflakes into the door, and it was getting dark outside the door. Those snowflakes that floated inside the door fell on the ground with underfloor heating, melted into snow water, and slowly evaporated into water mist, making Chen The light of the kerosene lantern in Banquet's hand grew dimmer.

"If you really want to change the situation for workers, you need more radical policies, like the Labor Party in Yanam City, instead of trying to get social security payments for them under the banner of benefiting workers. "

Facing Chen Yan's almost harsh response, Klein was not angry.

His expression was serious as usual, his body in a cotton-gown police uniform stood upright, and his words were sonorous and forceful.

"Mr. Yan, some things cannot be done overnight. The resistance to the new policy will be beyond your imagination. The radical policies of the Labor Party will not change anything in the end."

"The Conservatives have controlled all the policy of the empire for the past decade and will do so for the next decade.

The right to speak depends on their assets and influence, and their assets and influence are constantly expanding with the development of technology, like a snowball.

You can't change anything, you can only follow the trend. "

Chen Yan didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows.

Klein Justus looked at Chen Yan's eyebrows and knew that he had lost a vote.

"Then, Mr. Yan, see you another day."

Chen Yan didn't even say goodbye politely.

Klein Justus turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of something, turned around again, and looked into Chen Yan's eyes again:
"Mr. Yan, is your work at the Byron Weiss Zoo going well?"

Chen Yan immediately became vigilant, and replied in a calm voice:
"Thank you for your concern. It's all going well. I will become a regular soon and I will get an indefinite visa."

Chen Yan had an intuition that there was something in Sheriff Justus's words.

Klein Justus pressed the brim of his police cap, and never left Chen Yan's eyes:
"Then congratulations...do you know what happened yesterday afternoon?"

Chen Yan looked straight into his eyes, without any movement in his eyes.

"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."

Klein Justus nodded: "Something bad happened yesterday afternoon, it's best not to go out at night."

He turned and walked down the steps of the platform.

"Then, good night, Mr. Yan."

Chen Yan looked at his leaving back, and finally couldn't help it, showing a blank look in his eyes.

Klein knew what happened in the lower city.

Is he also a transcendent?

(End of this chapter)