They all call me master

Young reporter Scott asked loudly and unabashedly, immediately attracting the attention of the people around him.

Unlike the common people who are generally illiterate, most of the people living on Kirk Street are middle-class. They are not only literate, but also like to use newspapers to show their status.

So these people all know what happened today.

They learned that there was a neighbor named Arthur Kratos, who was a 'spiritual medium'.

Reporter Dokul, who found out about his malicious intentions, was cursed by this 'spiritual medium'.

He also learned the true identity of the 'axe murderer' who had been frightening for many days.

Especially the latter, who was the core of these middle-class exchanges at the dinner table just now, everyone was shocked and incredible.

Because of this, after hearing Scott's loud inquiry, an answer immediately emerged in these people's minds: revenge!

And after many people saw the blue uniform clearly, they even confirmed this.

Arthur's eyes swept over these excited and expectant neighbors.

He certainly knew what these neighbors wanted to hear.

Unfortunately, this does him no good.

The matter in front of me, with the lady trying to reconcile the higher-ups, and him shocking the lower-levels, it can be over for the time being.

Next?

What he needs is more time to get...

XP!

Therefore, Arthur shook his head and said:

"It's Lauck!"

"After his death, he turned into an evil spirit and manipulated these former colleagues to come to take revenge on me. Then, he encountered the barrier I set up."

Although the news of being hired to take revenge is welcome to hear, it does not surpass the "revenge of evil spirits".

In some ways, the latter is more eye-catching.

Of course, more importantly, it’s not the time yet!

"The evil spirit's revenge?!"

Scott exclaimed.

"Those with evil intentions slaughter innocent people and use blood as a medium to return to the world..."

Arthur lowered his voice and said in a chant.

Scott, who didn't know the truth but was simply invited, changed his expression.

A pale look appeared on the young reporter's face.

The living 'axe murderer' is scary enough.

Not to mention the ax murderer who turns into an 'evil spirit' after death.

That's not fear anymore.

Rather,

despair!

"Don't worry, he's dead——

He was killed by me while he was alive!

After death, I finished him off again! "

Arthur smiled and comforted the young reporter. At the same time, he bowed slightly apologetically. Immediately, the neighbors around him bowed and bowed in response.

And more police officers showed up.

After a brief conversation with Arthur, they began to clean the scene.

There are no more excessive words, and there are no corresponding excessive actions.

The people around him were not powerless civilians.

Although one or two middle class people would not really pay attention to them, but a group of middle class people looked at them and they did not dare to go too far.

Who knows if any of these middle-class people are involved with big shots.

Don't mess around until you're sure.

Every police officer knows this sentence and most of them do it.

As for the random ones?

The leading police officer looked at Joseph's broken body on the ground and couldn't help but curl his lips.

When he went to the police, his superiors had already reminded him to handle it carefully and not to cause unnecessary trouble. Of course he knew what to do.

What's more, even without a reminder from his superiors, Maltz, a police officer for many years, knew what to do after checking the scene.

Look at the remaining traces of the explosion.

Although the new traces obscured the original traces, Maltz knew very well how crisply the person who did all this was, and...

Cruel and ruthless!

As he was about to retire, he didn't want to cause trouble.

I don't even want to get involved in the fight for the position of Sheriff of the Shire District.

Therefore, the third-level police officer who was about to retire walked up to Arthur, first took off his police hat, and then said in a gentle tone:

"Excuse me, Mr. Kratos."

"Hopefully it didn't cost you more."

"I will comment on these."

Maltz pointed to the courtyard that had been hit by the blast.

“That’s so grateful.”

Arthur glanced at the other person's gray hair and the corners of his eyes full of crow's feet, and there was a smile on his face. He knew that the police officer in front of him would not become an enemy.

As if feeling Arthur's kindness, Maltz said softly again: "I will go through the compensation process as soon as possible. I wish you a good night."

"Good night."

Arthur responded.

Seeing the other party leaving in a hurry with his subordinates, he did not stop him.

A senior police officer who muddles along has only advantages and no disadvantages for him.

He does not need the other party to have any favorable tendencies towards him.

He just needs the other party to muddle along.

This is the greatest fairness to him.

As the police officers left, the crowd returned to their respective houses. Judging from the way they talked with their husbands, wives, and parents from time to time, these people must have had a sleepless night tonight. However, such conversations did not Children in the home are not included.

Upon returning to the house, the younger children were ordered not to talk about this and to go to bed immediately, not because they were worried about getting into trouble, but because they had to go to school tomorrow.

As for the older kids?

Dad's belt always makes them aware of their choices.

"Tonight's incident requires a supplement, along with your interview!"

After leaving such words, Scott refused Arthur's invitation to supper and returned directly to the newspaper office to start working all night long.

Arthur, on the other hand, was enjoying the fried chicken steak and dry croquettes that were supposed to be dinner alone.

Before reheating the chicken chops, Arthur added peppercorns and salt to the pan and stir-fried.

In less than two minutes, the unique aroma of pepper and salt wafted out.

Smelling the unique smell of salt and pepper, Arthur had a smile on his face, and without waiting for the salt and pepper to cool down, he crushed it bit by bit with the outer edge of the small bowl.

The reheated chicken cutlets and freshly fried meatballs are then sprinkled with this homemade salt and pepper.

It tastes pretty good.

‘I’m short of sesame seeds, peanuts and cumin, and I don’t know if these spices are available in the grocery store. ’

Arthur thought.

The grocery store in Nanlos not only provides daily necessities such as candles and soaps, but also sells tea, coffee, sugar, cereal, biscuits, grapes and other dry goods, of which spices account for a large proportion.

In short, if you can't find it in other specialty stores, go to the grocery store and look for it.

After eating and washing the dishes, and after everything was tidied up, Arthur checked No. 2 Kirk Street again. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he placed the medium's box under the bed, where it was within easy reach when he turned over.

Then, after placing two firecrackers under the pillow, he got into bed wearing pajamas.

The hardness under the pillow did not make Arthur uncomfortable.

On the contrary, what he has is an incomparable sense of security.

'Tomorrow's plan is to find a suitable swordsmanship club, acquire swordsmanship skills beyond [basic swordsmanship], and buy sesame seeds, peanuts, and cumin from the grocery store...'

Before falling asleep, Arthur was still thinking this.

It was a busy day and a series of battles, and even Arthur was a little overwhelmed.

Soon, he fell into a dream.

And just a few minutes after he fell asleep, a gentle shout sounded in his ears——

"Arthur, Arthur!"