Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 5 Visa
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...

For Chen Yan's employer visa, a company in the empire needs to hire him for the visa to take effect.

Only when the visa is valid can he stay on the territory of 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 black household.

There are too many Asian black households.

They are black in the empire and cannot enjoy any imperial benefits,
Dwelt in cellars, stables, and women's yards,

With one-fifth of the salary of a normal imperial person,
Live a life that can't even afford black bread.

Chen Yan thought of those people, and glanced at the scratched entry notice again.

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

Ok……

If you're late on your first day at work...

Will he be fired immediately?
"Fuck!"

He scolded aloud, frustrated, and all the previous fears were left behind.

The entry notice was scratched, but he hadn't taken any remedial measures.

"If you can't enter the park within XX minutes of working time, please use the mobile phone officially issued by the zoo to contact XXX (indistinct) as soon as possible"

"Who does this tell me to contact!"

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

He recalled the words on the third note.

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

"Is this a fucking surprise?"

He recalled the struggles he had made to get the job.

Every morning before dawn, I took the steam bus, endured the unique body odor of the imperial people, and went to the city center to practice with the oral English teacher for a whole day.

In order to save money, I only eat mint paste at noon every day. After such a few days, I almost forget the taste of pork.

Every night I come back to review "Chinese Veterinary Medicine" until two o'clock in the morning, and I don't have any rest time except sleeping.

……

But now, the murderer ruined all his hard work in less than half a minute!

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

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

He couldn't bear it any longer, and roared to the surroundings in a low voice:
"You fucking translate for me! What the fuck is a surprise?!"

After the voice fell, there was a burst of swearing from the next door. It was the neighbors who were woken up by him in the middle of the night.

Most of the people who live 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, which is the time for them to sleep soundly.

No one will have a good temper when woken up by a loud noise.

Chen Yan knew he was in the wrong, and he didn't dare to speak back when he was scolded.
Sucking away the frozen snot, holding the soiled entry notice, wanting to cry but not crying.

suddenly,

A chuckle suddenly came from not far behind.

That chuckle clearly contained sarcasm and the joy of a successful plot!

It's the murderer!
Anger gave Chen Yan great strength, he grabbed the pen on the table the moment the chuckle sounded, suddenly turned around, and rushed towards the place where the chuckle came from!
The laughter stopped abruptly,

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

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

"Um……"

A suppressed cry of pain sounded, and Chen Yan knew that he had succeeded!

Shiro Shadow rushed towards the window with the curtain wrapped around him, broke the glass on the window with ease, and jumped from the third floor!
Chen Yan held his breath, and walked to the window in three steps.

The roof of the neighbor's house in front of him has been covered with snow, and under the dim moonlight, there are no half footprints on the thick layer of snow.

The roof ridges and chimneys farther away were obscured by the heavy snow that fell at an unknown time, becoming 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 he couldn't see any suspicious shadow in the narrow dark alley.

His eyes followed the dark alley out of the alley and came to the street.

But there was nothing out of the ordinary on the street.

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

The constantly flickering streetlights made this section of the street feel unsafe. No one would walk on the street at this time, even the natives of the empire.

The murderer escaped,

escaped without a trace.

"Fuck!"

Chen Yan turned around and came to the desk, picked up the phone, and dialed the police number of the Community Police Department.

"Hello, can I help you with anything?"

A gentle and friendly voice came from the phone.

"This is 33 Walker Street."

Chen Yan tried his best to keep his tone calm.

He has no better way to deal with it than to call the police.

"The murderer was unsuccessful just now and escaped through the window. I'm afraid it will cause a bigger public security problem. Can you send the police to hunt down the fugitive?"

His distinctive Asian accent was heard over the phone.

So the gentle and friendly voice is gone.

"We're off duty."

There was obvious disgust and warning in that voice.

"Please don't call after 10pm, we can't call the police."

Can't call the police, why do you answer the phone!
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 ubiquitous, and the Walker Street Community Police Department responded fairly well, and did not set him off.

If it is a community with obvious anti-Asian tendencies, maybe we will pour dirty water on him.

When Chen Yan reacted to these things from his anger, there was a short, small conversation on the phone.

Then, a familiar voice appeared.

"Mr. Yan."

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

"I'm Klein Justus, you said you saw the murderer?"

It's a serious tone.

Chen Yan also answered him in a very serious tone:
"Yes, the murderer was still in my apartment after you left."

"Please continue."

"The murderer seems to have some mental problems. He left three notes with three requirements,

I thought at the time, if I didn't meet these demands, maybe he would do something to me. "

"It's outrageous."

"I know it's outrageous! But Geralt Sif's death is outrageous, isn't it?

He died of heart failure and was frightened to death-this shows that the murderer must have a special killing method-a killing method that can scare people to death! "

"Sounds reasonable."

"I hurt him with a pen, but he ruined my offer letter!"

"Mr. Yan, if you want us to pay for your entry problems, please give up this plan now."

(End of this chapter)