People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

"What are you thinking about?" Caitlin suddenly spoke, her clear and melodious voice interrupting Mu Bai's thoughts. "You're not still worried that I tricked you into going to the police station to boost my performance, are you?"

“No, not at all.” Mu Bai shifted his gaze from Dolan’s sword to Caitlin. “How could such a beautiful, intelligent, and kind lady like Caitlin do such a thing?”

"Your mouth is sweeter than the desserts at Bell Street Cake Shop." The girl rolled her eyes.

"Just to avoid going to jail."

"Oh? I can arrest you right now on charges of 'harassing the sheriff'."

"Does praising you count as flirting?"

If you're not being honest, then forget it.

"I see. So it seems I haven't broken the law yet." Mu Bai's serious expression didn't seem like he was joking.

Caitlin fell silent immediately, then quickly turned her head to the side, trying to hide the fact that her cheeks were burning.

What's wrong with this person? He's talking so frivolously...

If he dares to have any improper thoughts about me, I will personally send him to prison!

Hmm... jail seems a bit too much... detention is better! At least two weeks!

Seeing the other person's shy expression, Mu Bai nodded thoughtfully. Sure enough, the more aloof a law enforcement officer is usually, the less susceptible they are to such praise.

They're so easy to fool...

The two didn't talk much for the rest of the journey, but silently walked towards the giant elevator connecting the two cities.

During this time, Mu Bai was also able to properly appreciate Zaun, this sinful city full of advanced technology.

High technology, low lifestyle, standard cyberpunk style.

The high-rise buildings along the street were all constructed of limestone bricks and beveled timber, with bronze finishes, leaded glass windows, and brass eaves everywhere, reflecting dazzling sunlight from every side.

The streets were bustling, filled with the scent of crime and money. A few vagrant repairmen laid out canvases over wooden barrels, displayed parts of dubious origin, and glanced around, ready to make a quick getaway at the first sign of a guard.

The orphans from Zaun's underworld lurked on the outer side of the street, waiting for their chance to strike, searching for targets among the passersby. Some of them would be caught, but most would be given a few words of reprimand and then let go.

As Mu Bai and Caitlin walked, they kept an eye on every passerby.

Although they didn't have much to steal, they didn't want to be targeted by those lazy and stupid thieves.

“I never expected anyone to travel to a place like this.” Caitlin broke the awkward silence and struck up a conversation with Mu Bai, “What are you after? The cheap machinery here?”

"Hmm... It's a secret." Mu Bai didn't want to lie anymore, so he simply didn't say anything.

"Okay, looks like you know a lot of tricks for picking up girls—always keep it mysterious."

Caitlin glanced at him, clutching her Hextech rifle tightly, and carefully made her way through the crowd, trying to avoid any contact with anyone.

"Tell me the truth, how many naive girls have you fooled?"

“Not a single one.” Mu Bai shrugged. “If you’re included, then it’s one.”

"...I suddenly feel like I need to boost my sales performance, Mu Bai."

"All I can say is, please spare me, Sheriff Caitlin."

………………

The two bantered along the way, and the atmosphere became relaxed and pleasant. The several kilometers seemed to be shortened by their amusing local jokes.

Before they knew it, they had already boarded the screaming elevator.

It is said that Zaun and Piltover were originally the same city, but later separated due to complex reasons such as tectonic plate movement. One rose and the other sank, thus becoming two separate cities.

Zaun has an extremely harsh environment. People have to endure the harsh geographical climate and are forced to accept industrial waste dumped from Piltover, making the environment very bad.

Piltover, on the other hand, is the opposite. Most Piltover residents are well-off and can fully enjoy the convenience brought by technology, while the wealthy live a life of luxury and extravagance.

These two vastly different worlds are held together by a single colossal elevator, maintaining a fragile connection.

With a loud roar, the elevator started up.

The scene before him became blurry due to the excessive speed, but once his vision cleared, Mu Bai immediately sensed the differences between the two cities.

The place is sunny, clean, and tidy. The air isn't exactly fresh, but at least it doesn't have that nauseating smell, and there's no smog blocking out the sun in the sky.

"Is this the rich neighborhood that people in Zaun talk about?"

“Rich neighborhood? That’s an awful nickname.” Caitlin glanced at him and said, “I prefer to call this city ‘City of Progress’.”

"Either is fine, there's no difference."

That's because you don't understand the allure of 'progress'.

Caitlin pulled her hat down low, obscuring half of her beautiful face, and then expertly navigated the streets.

In this place filled with nobles and gentlemen, they no longer worried about being robbed, and their pace quickened considerably compared to before.

Before long, the two arrived at the Piltover Police Department.

Many people greeted Caitlin warmly along the way, but she simply nodded indifferently, not even bothering to wave.

It wasn't because she was aloof; she just disliked this kind of useless socializing and flattery.

Hypocrisy cannot deter criminals; bullets can.

The frost on the young woman's face only began to melt away when the two entered Caitlin's private office.

"Sit wherever you like. There's coffee in the cupboard. Help yourself if you want some." Caitlin locked the door behind her and then walked to the full-length mirror next to her desk to examine herself.

Although the explosion hadn't injured her, she was covered in filth. Her once pristine white dress was now stained with purple and black patches, and it smelled terrible.

"I'm a guest, how can I let a guest do the work?" Mu Bai joked, but his actions still went straight to making coffee.

He doesn't really like drinking it, but Caitlin definitely does.

The office wasn't large; it contained only a table, two chairs, and a changing room enclosed by a curtain.

However, the cleanliness was excellent, almost spotless. All the items on the table were arranged neatly and meticulously.

Caitlin, who comes from a wealthy family, pays great attention to detail.

"Stop joking. If I want, you can go from being a guest to a prisoner anytime."

Caitlin smiled and took out a clean set of clothes from the closet. After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't kick Mu Bai out.

"I'm going to change my clothes. You stay here and guard the door for me. Don't let anyone in."

"Yes, sir." Mu Bai nodded and watched as the other man carried the clothes and Hextech rifle into the changing room.

Why bring a gun when changing clothes?

Even Mundo probably knows the answer to this question.

A rustling sound soon came from the changing room, and then the soiled dress was draped over the horizontal bar above the curtain.

Mu Bai stared at the slender black figure reflected on the curtain and suddenly had a wicked idea.

Caitlin is probably not wearing anything right now... maybe just a bra?

In other words...

Mu Bai unconsciously swallowed.

In other words... the probability of stealing strange things using the thief's omen is now greatly reduced!

Beat a fight, bike change bike!

Sorry, Sheriff Caitlin, fortune favors the bold...

Chapter Twelve Caitlin: My House is Quite Big

Poor Sheriff Caitlin has no idea she's being "stolen".

She never imagined that she would be robbed when she was completely naked.

A thin curtain separates two wicked ideas that don't quite align with core values.

"Hopefully it won't be like last time..." Mu Bai murmured, raising his arm to aim at that alluring curve.

As the magic within him surged, he also prayed silently.

The last time I used the thief's omen... it almost left him with psychological trauma...

An omen of theft is a good thing, but if it turns into a jade shield being stolen, that's not so good...

Please, system, give me something normal. I really don't want things like panties...

[The omen of theft was successfully used]

[Received System Item: Stolen Life Potion *1]

A blood-red crystal bottle appeared out of thin air and landed steadily in Mu Bai's hand.

"That's it?" Mu Bai's eye twitched. "Five days of CD and you only get a bottle of red potion?"

It's not that we lost everything, it's more accurate to say we lost everything...

Sigh, well, it's better than stealing Caitlin's panties. At least this one can be drunk... Hmm, maybe it can save my life in a critical moment?

Mu Bai comforted himself while carefully stuffing the medicine into his bag.

Meanwhile, Caitlin changed her clothes and drew back the curtain.

At this moment, she took off her dress and put on a more breezy casual outfit—a light yellow shirt, a white mini skirt, a belt, and a pair of pure white stockings.

Compared to a semi-revealing formal suit, this outfit is less risqué but more youthful, which is appropriate for her age. Overall, it's not bad.

The key point is... this outfit really accentuates the figure.

"Hmm? The coffee's ready?" Caitlin picked up the coffee on the table and took a small sip as soon as she came out, whether to hide her embarrassment or because she really wanted to drink it.

"Not bad, your hand-drip coffee."

"I'm glad you like it." Mu Bai looked away and took a sip as well.

It didn't have any sugar, so it was bitter and astringent... not good to drink.

After savoring the rich aftertaste of the coffee, Caitlin rested her elbows on the table, interlocked her fingers, and supported her chin. Her relaxed expression suddenly turned serious.

"Mu Bai, I want to discuss something with you."

"Okay, go ahead." Mu Bai couldn't stand the intense gaze, so he used drinking coffee to hide his unease.