Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 8 The long-lost tenant

He wrenched his fingers and counted them one by one.

"Outer God;
Families of the Outer Gods;
Asian hunters who target the Familia of the Outer Gods;
Those who have a blood feud with Asian hunters, some high-ranking people who only exist in legends... no one dares to mention their names!

There are many, many ghost things that I have never seen or heard of before! "

"These things got into Yanan all at once, and as soon as they came in, they integrated into the society and disappeared!"

"Who knows what kind of chaos Yanan has become?!"

After hearing what he said, Klein took a deep breath.

He thinks that today's conversation is unnecessary.

So the tone is getting colder.

"First, I didn't come here to talk to you today."

"Second, the empire has an imperial order, and any private execution is not allowed.

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

Even if the citizen is a thief,

Stealing is not punishable by death. "

The figure in the dark didn't react too much, but the vertical pupils with black lines narrowed.

With the protection of the left and right eyelids, no one will see the change in his eyes even if they are very close.

Klein went on to say:
"Third, since you are cooperating with me, follow our agreement - you will handle this case involving a supernatural being."

The man's vertical pupils narrowed into a slit.

But for some reason, he didn't show much emotion.

Klein continued talking.

"You're disdainful, aren't you, Crocker Diamond."

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

"We made an agreement! As long as I help you with things, you are not allowed to call my real name! Damn it! You shouted again! What if someone heard you!? I don't want to have a second master!"

Klein ignored his broken shouts.

"It is their birthright that the citizens of the empire should be protected.

I am a police officer,
It is my sacred duty to protect the citizens of the empire and uphold justice. "

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

"Even you."

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

"Go and find the murderer."

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Chen Yan looked at the wall clock on the wall, and the time had come to 2:34.

2:34 am.

The promised guest still did not come.

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

He called the police, confident that Cline Justus would handle the murder.

He had dealt with the tall, white-skinned man before, and he knew what kind of person he was—

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

He has his own set of unique life creeds and values, and handles all affairs according to these two things, and sometimes even overcorrects——

On the first day Chen Yan came to Walker Street, when he couldn't even speak Imperial dialect fluently,
I saw Officer Klein smash a drunk man's jaw with a punch, just because "drunkenness will threaten the lives of people in the community."

Officer Klein received a large number of complaints because of this, but this did not affect his continued firm foothold on Walker Street.
Because the chief executives of Yanan City are not stupid-the neighborhood and community run by Officer Klein Justus, the crime rate is twice as low as other areas all the year round-this has said a lot.

There are still many such bewildered people in the empire.

Chen Yan has been here for more than a month, and he already has a deep understanding.

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The good news is that the window of the bedroom on the third floor has been blocked by him with a cabinet.

Although the gaps in the cabinets still allow wind to escape, at least they will not take away all the heat from the radiator.

For newcomers, heating is a luxury.

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

The reason why Chen Yan turned on the heating was completely fooled by the sales agent.

What heating can increase the rental rate,
can increase the base rent,

Up to 5 months of heating can give his old apartment a second life...

It's all bullshit.

Such an old dilapidated house, even the workers in the dust workshop of the chemical plant - those poor ghosts who may suffer from pneumoconiosis at any time, dare not rent it!

And Chen Yan himself is obviously not a qualified investor.

All the money on his body has been thrown into this apartment, and he is completely locked up.

If there is no income in a short period of time, he will starve to death before the wages are paid next month...

Therefore, he was very much looking forward to tonight's visitor.

That was his lifeline.

After finishing the bedroom, he turned and came to the hall on the first floor,
Subconsciously dodging the scratched group photo with his eyes, he sat on the sofa covered with plastic sheeting.

In a few hours, he will be going to work. Although he doesn't know the exact time to go to work, it doesn't matter if he goes early.

The scratched note said: [Before going to work, please enter the park within XX minutes of the work time. 】

XX minutes, obviously double digits.

That's 99 minutes.

I'm waiting at the gate of the zoo 1 hour and 39 minutes in advance, so I won't be late!

Thinking of this, Chen Yan finally relaxed a little.

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

After an unknown amount of time, just before he was about to fall asleep in a coma, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang bang."

The knocking is very low, barely audible unless you listen carefully.

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes, in a daze, when he thought of the rent he was about to get, he stood up like chicken blood, and opened the door of the hall.

The moment the door lock was opened, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside the door, instantly freezing him awake.

It was also at this moment that a thought flashed in Chen Yan's head, and cold sweat rolled down his back.

'Is the guest outside the door, or the murderer who turned back? '

It was too late for his dull hand to retract.

The door opened.

Under the constantly flickering dim street lights, the tall figure outside the door stiffly bent over 90 degrees to him and bowed:

"こんにちは! ​​はじめまして, よろしくお望いします!" (Hello, first time meeting, please take care of me!)
Chen Yan was suddenly dumbfounded.

Why are you a native of Sakura!
It looks like a tall man in his 30s is wearing a pineapple head, which is already covered with snowflakes, like wearing a white pineapple hat.

He was dressed in what looked like a tattered cotton padded jacket, and the padded jacket was already in strips, and he didn't know how much he had suffered when he came here.

The dirty white scarf around his neck had long been frozen hard, and the inside of the scarf was stuffed with snow.

The most conspicuous part of the man's body was his left arm—it was an obviously modified wooden prosthetic hand, about the size of a normal arm, and looked like a bone without flesh and blood.

(End of this chapter)