Chapter 23 Intimidation

Mr. Boris is a typical middle-class person in the Kingdom of Albion.

He has a poor risk tolerance, is stingy and loves to take advantage of small things, but he has to show generosity in front of others. His only skill is to accurately calculate the water fee, and his accuracy can even be controlled to a quarter of a penny, which is amazing. Lynn once thought that if Mr. Boris went to work at the Water Bureau, he would definitely have a better future than collecting rent.

Collecting rent on Squirrel Street?

Tsk!

Lynn's nasal tone cleverly expressed his prediction of the prospects of this career. Before the war is really over, the economic downturn is estimated to be for some time, and the purchasing power of the gold pound will further decline. Mr. Boris may soon face his personal economic crisis. After all, if the bottom layer of oil and water is squeezed dry, it is time to squeeze the middle layer.

Knock knock knock.

The knock on the door was dull, and soon the door opened a crack. In the dim light of the low-quality oil lamp, Mr. Boris's dry and thin face appeared in the crack of the door, and it was a bit scary to look at it suddenly. The moment he saw Lynn, his yellow and turbid eyes suddenly widened, and he seemed very surprised.

"Good evening, Mr. Boris." Lin En bowed and greeted him politely.

"Good evening, young sir."

Boris widened the gap in the door, and then looked at both sides of the door for a few times before he breathed a sigh of relief. The landlord was wearing pajamas, and he was holding a string of holy emblems of various churches on his chest. He pointed the holy emblems at Lin En intentionally or unintentionally.

"I heard that you were taken away by the gentlemen of Elba Field. Uh... It seems that it is not as bad as the rumors say." Obviously, Mr. Boris missed the scene of Lin En being taken away late at night. He heard from other tenants that he was dead. He didn't expect Lin En to come back safely.

Isn't it said that there is a [thug den]? People without money have to be skinned and work as hard laborers and serfs when they go in. How come this kid is fine?

The landlord was a little confused.

Lin En immediately changed his body language after the conversation began. He straightened his back, raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and his expression became much more serious. This was the expression of a proper upper-class gentleman facing a poor ghost and a lowly person. Stared at by Lin En's cold and deep eyes, Boris couldn't help but feel a breath of difficulty, as if he was a frog stared at by a snake.

"Mr. Boris, I'm here to confirm with you about my room. Since yesterday, after I left, has anyone else, including you, entered my room?"

"Who dares to go into that haunted house with blood and traces of evil arts..." Boris answered subconsciously, but he soon reacted. "Wait, what right do you have to question me like this?"

Very good, at least my things should be complete.

Lin En did not show any weakness, but took a step forward. This offensive body language scared Boris back two steps. Without giving him time to react in anger, Lin En's emotionless monotonous voice sounded faintly.

"I have to remind you, Mr. Boris, that was the scene of the crime. It was not the scene of the crime that could be settled with 100 pounds from the gentlemen of Elba Field, but the scene of the Feifan crime! Do you understand? The scene of the Feifan crime! The things under the bed are much scarier than people. I went to accept the investigation just to settle this matter. The gentlemen of the [Suppression Bureau] take this matter very seriously."

"I, I, I, how should I know?" Boris likes to take advantage, but he is not so bold as to dare to take advantage of Feifan. He is thick-skinned but not bold.

'Nonsense, if you, a guy who is ignorant and relies on his old capital, understand, I would not use this to fool and scare you. '

Lin En answered in his heart, lowering his head a little.

"That's right, you don't know anything, otherwise why do you think you can still sit here safely. Four people were gutted and eaten clean. That thing has a much bigger appetite than you, Mr. Boris."

"Oh my God!" Poor Boris began to tremble.

"Let me guess, there must be a lot of people asking you if poor little Lin En can rent out his room cheaply after he was taken away. Half the original price is enough to stop the loss in time, and people around him won't dare to gossip." Lin En could imagine with his eyes closed what would happen every month near the rent collection. Those agents are the most sensitive flies. Once there is profit to be made, they will buzz over and pester you.

"I swear! I didn't touch anything inside, and I locked the door!"

Mysterious rumors are always dangerous and taboo. Boris looked at the intact Lin En, and couldn't help but think about it, but he didn't dare to think deeply, so he could only let Lin En lead him by the nose.

The report of a miserable death due to mysterious and extraordinary is the best intimidation. Lin En has no psychological barriers to borrow the name of the [Suppression Bureau].

Boris was trembling with fear, holding a string of holy emblems and trembling, fearing that Lin En would suddenly perform a sorcery to summon the devil. [Weaver Moth] is a kind lady. Everything is allowed in her domain, and now is the time when darkness covers the earth. As for whether Mr. Lin En has been recruited by the [Suppression Bureau], in Mr. Boris's eyes, he is no different from the devil.

Illegal and legal blood sucking can both kill people.

Sometimes you even have to put your neck forward for legal blood sucking, otherwise no one will care if you die overnight.

"Very good, it seems that the thing under the bed has nothing to feed on when it returns here."

Lin En nodded with satisfaction, and his calm expression without temperature finally showed a gentle smile. The intimidation was over and the emotions were fully in place, and Lin En finally showed his fangs.

"I'm going to get my things. Remember to lock the scene. If there are any strange noises inside, remember to inform me at the [Good Luck Bar]. I will contact the gentlemen of the [Suppression Bureau], and they will come to take a look."

"[Good Luck Bar]?"

Mr. Boris thought for a moment and immediately shouted.

"Isn't it a whole street away?!"

"You need to exercise, and I have to go there to stay." Lin En pretended to leave and added maliciously.

"No, no, no, wait a minute, wait a minute, little sir." Boris rushed out and grabbed Lin En. "It's so late, how can you run so far to stay, upstairs, isn't there a good house upstairs?! There are so many stray dogs outside!"

"Upstairs...?"

Lin En frowned, and Boris clapped his hands quickly.

"That's right! It's upstairs, with a soft big bed, a private bathroom, and a bright new gas lamp! The window is also convenient, suitable for the person knocking on the window to remind you when to get up."

I spent a lot of time talking, intimidating and guiding, just to get those good rooms of you, a miser. Lin En didn't rush to agree, but looked at the landlord Boris meaningfully. After his expression was so nervous that he unconsciously begged, Lin En nodded reservedly.

"Since you are so generous, I will also take a good look at the original room."

With Mr. Boris's thousands of thanks, Lin En will not have to live in a garbage dump for a short time.

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After packing up and checking in, he went to the private bathroom, boiled some water and took a very comfortable hot bath. Lin En threw himself on the relatively soft big bed with indescribable laziness and fatigue. His eyelids closed quickly, and he fell asleep with a faint fear of the rotten fertility under the prosperity today.

Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, Lin En seemed to hear the faint and charming laugh of the Black Holy Grail again.

It was like falling weightlessly, passing through a thick water curtain.

Lin En saw a strange and beautiful psychedelic world in his dream, which was bizarre, extremely strange and incredible!

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