The reason why Chen Yan was able to enter the Imperial Customs and buy an apartment on Walker Street in Yanan City relied on one thing:

"Employer Visa"

Anyone entering the Imperial Customs requires a visa issued by the Imperial government.

Work visa, tourist visa, study visa, employer visa...

Chen Yan’s employer visa requires a company within the empire to hire him for the visa to be valid.

Only if the visa is valid can he stay in the empire.

If you lose your job, your visa will quickly expire.

After the visa expires, if he does not leave the empire, he will soon become a gangster.

There are too many Asian black households.

They are trapped in the empire and do not enjoy any imperial benefits.

Living in basements, stables and women's yards,

Earning one-fifth of the salary of a normal Imperial employee,

Living a life where I can't even afford black bread.

Chen Yan thought of those people and took another look at the scratched-out employment notice.

"Before going to work, please enter the park within XX minutes from work time."

Um……

If you are late on your first day at work...

Will he be fired immediately?

"grass!"

He cursed out loud, feeling frustrated and all the previous fears were forgotten.

The employment notice was scratched, but he had no remedial measures.

"If you are unable to enter the park within XX minutes during working hours, please use the mobile phone officially issued by the zoo to contact XXX (unclear) as soon as possible"

"Who should I contact?"

Chen Yan was completely weak, his eyes were straight, and he fell on the bed. He was hopeless and had forgotten all about his previous fears.

He recalled the words on the third note.

[Kneel down and look to the northeast, there is a surprise. 】

"What the hell is this a surprise?"

He recalled the efforts he made to get this job.

Every morning before dawn, I would take the steam bus, endure the unique body odor of the Imperial people, and go to the city center to practice with the oral teacher all day long.

In order to save money, I only eat mint paste for lunch every day. After these days, I almost forget the taste of pork.

I came back to review Chinese Veterinary Medicine every night until two o'clock in the morning, and there was no rest time except for sleeping.

…

And now, it only took the murderer maybe less than half a minute to destroy all his efforts!

His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at the note in his hand again.

[Kneel down and look to the northeast, there is a surprise. 】

He couldn't bear it anymore and shouted lowly:

"You fucking translate for me! What the fuck is a surprise?!"

After he finished speaking, a burst of curses quickly came from next door. It was the neighbors who had been woken up by him late at night.

Most of the people living on Walker Street are workers and small traders. They have been busy all day, and maybe they close their stalls and go home at 12 o'clock in the evening, when they are fast asleep.

No one will be in a good temper if they are woken up by a loud voice.

Chen Yan knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to talk back when he was scolded.

I sniffed the snot from my frozen nose, holding the stained employment notice, and wanted to cry without tears.

suddenly,

Suddenly a chuckle came from not far behind.

There was clearly a hint of sarcasm and the joy of a successful conspiracy in that chuckle!

It's the murderer!

Anger gave Chen Yan great strength. The moment he chuckled, he grabbed the pen on the table, turned around suddenly, and rushed towards the place where the chuckle came from!

The chuckle stopped abruptly,

Then, under the dim night, a white figure flashed past on the other side of the bed.

The murderer was too fast and Chen Yan couldn't catch him. He only had time to throw the pen in his hand at him.

"Um……"

A suppressed cry of pain rang out, and Chen Yan knew he had succeeded!

The white shadow rushed towards the window holding the curtains, easily broke the glass on the window, and jumped from the third floor!

Chen Yan held his breath and concentrated, and walked to the window in three steps.

The neighbor's roof in front of me was already covered with snow. Under the dim moonlight, there was not even a single footprint on the thick layer of snow.

The roof ridges and chimneys further away were obscured by the heavy snow that fell from unknown time, and became a continuous black shadow at the end of the field of vision.

Did the murderer jump from the third floor?

Chen Yan lowered his head, but could not see any suspicious shadows in the narrow dark alley.

His eyes followed the dark alley out of the alley and onto the street.

But there was nothing unusual on the street.

It was almost early in the morning and there were no pedestrians on the street.

The constantly flickering street lights make this section of the street insecure. No one will walk on the street at this time, even the natives of the empire.

The murderer escaped,

Escaped without a trace.

"grass!"

Chen Yan turned around and came to the desk, picked up the phone and dialed the community police station's alarm number.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

A gentle and friendly voice came from the other side of the phone.

"This is 33 Walker Street."

Chen Yan tried his best to sound calm.

Apart from calling the police, he had no better way to deal with it.

"The murderer just failed to commit the crime and escaped through the window. I'm afraid it will cause a greater public security problem. Can you dispatch police officers to hunt down the fugitive?"

I heard his unique Asian accent on the phone.

So the gentle and friendly voice is gone.

"We're off duty."

There was obvious disgust and warning in that voice.

"Please do not call after 10pm, we will not be able to dispatch the police."

If you can’t call the police, what phone number do you answer?

Chen Yan's blood pressure was raised by the voice on the other end of the phone, but there was nothing he could do.

Discrimination against Asians is everywhere, and the Walker Street Community Police Department responded quite well and did not set a trap for him.

If there are some communities with obvious anti-Asian tendencies, they may have to pour dirty water on him.

When Chen Yan realized these things from his irritation, there was a brief, small conversation on the other side of the phone.

Then, a familiar voice appeared.

"Mr. Yan."

Chen Yan could hear the restrained fatigue in this voice, so he gave up correcting him.

"I am Klein Justus, you said you saw the murderer?"

It's a serious tone.

Chen Yan also answered him in a very serious tone:
To be continued...