The other party is very smart.

But this is not the time to be smart.

"I'm not stressing about my onboarding... I want you to catch him early, understand?

He killed someone in my apartment and affected the order of the community,

Soon, everyone will know that a new Asian man has been involved in a murder case.

People will be afraid and disgusted with Asians. Even if this incident is not my fault, the neighbors on Walker Street will still think:

'Look, it's Asians who are causing problems again. They are wild and unruly, and they always cause all kinds of trouble.'

They think: 'If there were no Asians, the crime rate in the community would not be as high.'

'It's Asians who destabilize communities.'

If the truth cannot come to light, they will exclude Asians even more,

More and more new immigrants are excluded,

This may even lead to racial antagonism in the community.

Klein, you knew something like this would happen——

In the past, more extreme discrimination occurred in the southernmost community of Yanan City, wasn't it?"

After a moment of silence, a calm voice came from the other side of the phone.

"I understand, Mr. Yan, I will follow up on this case."

"By the way, if there is a problem with your onboarding process, your visa will definitely be affected."

"You'd better get these things done, because I won't allow gangsters to appear on my streets."

"I'll keep an eye on you."

"Good night."

The phone was hung up.

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——

At this moment, Walker Street Police Department.

Klein Justice saw off the last operator tonight, returned to a yellow alder desk with peeling paint, and sat down.

That table looks very old,

There seemed to be something wrong with one of the table legs, and it was barely stable because it was cushioned by two folded scrap newspapers.

An old-fashioned electric lamp with low power was placed in the upper right corner of the table. Under the dim yellow light, three pieces of paper were neatly arranged in front of Klein.

These three notes are:

【You are not allowed to be at home from 10 am to 10 pm.】

【If you are at home from 10 am to 10 pm, please turn on the lights.

Write your name on the back of this note and put the note in your pocket.]

【Please turn around.】

He said, "This is no ordinary note, is it?"

In the shadow behind Klein, a man was leaning on another desk, with only a pair of legs wearing jeans exposed.

Underneath the jeans is a pair of oversized brown leather shoes, which are three times larger than an average adult man's leather shoes.

Many parts of the leather shoes have been worn to a sheen, but fortunately they are not broken yet and can barely withstand the severe cold.

He tapped the ground with his toes as a habit, and a huge finger outline emerged from the top of the shoe.

He was a full 3 meters away from Klein's desk, but he could clearly read the handwriting on the note.

"Hmm...it's a note stained with the power of [Tainted Blood]."

"This disgusting smell smells like the cultists in the sewers north of Yanan."

He blinked his eyes, and his left and right eyelids closed toward the middle. The thick eye liquid moistened the pale yellow vertical pupils with zigzag lines.

"I'm thinking now that these three notes may not be specially prepared for Geralt Sif."

His voice was a little hoarse, and the sound sounded like the neighing of some kind of animal.

"It was only because Geralt Siff broke into Chen Yan's home and accidentally discovered these three notes that he became Chen Yan's scapegoat."

Klein tapped the table with his index finger.

"You're saying that the murderer might have originally come for Chen Yan."

"It was only by chance that I killed Geralt Sif."

Klein seemed a little disappointed.

"In other words, Chen Yan is not suspected, and the murderer is indeed someone else."

The man in the dark licked his lips.

"Chen Yan may not be the murderer, but the murderer must be related to Chen Yan."

He said this half-ambiguous sentence, and then fell silent.

It was already approaching early morning, and the wind and snow outside the window were getting heavier.

The fine snowflakes are more like thick fog, covering every corner of Yanan City.

The Walker Street Police Station is heated, and the warm air contacts the cold windows, condensing a layer of beautiful ice flowers inside the glass.

The man in the darkness was still looking at the three pieces of paper on the table.

"Three notes,

three requirements,

If it is not completed, you will be killed by the power of [Dirty Blood]."

“This [death] is [absolute death]——

Once a certain condition is triggered, you will definitely die in a [specific way].

Not even the gods can save me."

Klein's eyes were glazed over:

"Geralt Sif's 'Heart Failure' is what is called [a specific way].

The power of the [blood] on these three notes will frighten people so much that they will die of heart failure."

The man in the darkness snapped his fingers: "Yes, dear Inspector, that's basically it."

He continued: "What's interesting is that such conditions for killing are actually very harsh."

The expression on Klein's face froze.

The man didn't seem to notice Klein's stiff face, and continued:

"Have you ever thought about,

If the person who activates these three notes,

Only completed one of the requirements,

or have only completed two of the requirements,

In this case, will he be killed?"

He asked and answered himself.

"The answer is no."

He explained.

"This level of [dirty blood] cannot reach that kind of [strength]."

"If you fail to complete even one of the three requirements, you will be killed."

"With all due respect, Sheriff, this is more like a joke, or a punishment."

"It doesn't look like a premeditated murder."

The man's tone was very determined.

Klein realized something:

"According to what you just said, the murderer originally came for Chen Yan."

"And these three notes are just [playing] or [punishment], not [murder]."

"In other words, the murderer didn't originally want to kill Chen Yan."

The man let out a chuckle.
To be continued...