Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1156 Ninety-four. Michael Tesla

   "You shouldn't say that, teacher."

  Elson stood in front of the window, watching the backs of Hades walking away and Triss chasing away

   "I didn't say anything." Langer shrugged.

   "Do you think we don't know what you want to say?" Elson looked back at him: "You are accusing the teacher of being cowardly and not having the creed and virtue of an exorcist."

   "What? I didn't think so." Langer replied blankly.

"Uh……"

  Elsen was silent due to the strange gaze of his companions.

   Wenger in the wheelchair said hesitantly: "The teacher is just worried about us. If he really thinks so, he will not come to the land of light."

   Ward followed Elson into silence, because they both knew what the reason Hades was for leaving hell...

   "Wenger is right, look at Potter who has become like this, the teacher is just sad to say that." Lanner defended Haders.

   "When did you get hurt?" Potter asked him.

"what?"

   "I will also go to your hospital bed to sprinkle salt on your wounds."

  Longer thoughtfully in the suppressed laughter that sounded in the ward: "Salt... The land of light will not lack salt, right?"

   "Edible salt? It's all brought by the merchants. I don't know if we can make it." Lanna followed Langer's escape thinking.

   "Yes. I have seen the map of old Belfast, and there is a salt factory in the industrial area." Elson continued: "After the Land of Light is recaptured, it belongs to us, so what did you think?"

   "We can sell salt," Langer said.

   "The weird don't need salt, they just want the humanity in the meat," Potter interjected.

"But we need it, the dungeon needs it, and the **** town needs it." Langer felt that it was better to be self-sufficient than to rely on the local people's business: "And there are not many **** towns in contact with us, because there is no trade, but if We can offer cheaper and more refined salt...and that's the connection?"

   "Then go and talk to Mr. Lu Li."

   Bringing the good news, Langer and Elson left the ward to find Valendo - he arranged the internal affairs of the camp and sent them to the island in the center of the lake.

On the way   , they saw a group of strange twisted believers boarded the lake and got into the uninhabited single-family mansion by the lake far away from the residential area.

   "What's the matter with you?" Elson asked Langer, who stopped to look out.

   "Those believers seem to be wearing knights' clothes..."

   "How can a knight be a heretic."

  Elson thought he was dazzled, but Longer had already walked towards the house, so he had to keep up.

   When they came to the old mansion, they were seeing the curtains being drawn suspiciously.

   "You stay, I'll go."

   said Elson and Langer, entering the courtyard and knocking on the door.

   knock knock --

   The door opened shortly after, and a tall figure with slippery scales and tentacles wearing a knight's inner armor blocked the door.

   "We are uh... exorcists, are you a member of the knight squad?" Elson asked.

The    figure was silent for a while, and said wetly and sticky:

"I'm."

  …

   With good news and bad news, they came to Valentor's residence.

   "The knight squad turned into monsters...became believers?"

  Valendo, who opened the door for the two exorcists and returned to the desk full of paper notes, raised his head in surprise.

   Confirming that Langer and Elson were not joking, Valendo opened the drawer, took out the wooden box and summoned the merchant Anthony.

   "Please help me to inquire about the status of Your Distinguished Shadow's Knight Squad."

   A few minutes later, the businessman Anthony brought back news: The Knight Squad was transformed because it was too close to the temple when the Twisted Shadow became a god.

   "So what?" Elson asked.

  Langer's answer is much simpler:

   "Tell Mr. Lu Li directly."

  …

The    Knight Squad is lucky and unfortunate.

   They were fortunate to be rescued before drowning, unfortunate for those who believed in humans they were no longer human.

   Bachelor Lena is the lucky and unfortunate of the lucky and unlucky.

   Her instinct is not among them, hiding in the refuge area as a scholar and a resident, just because she wants to be with her teammates. But anyway, she is still alive.

   They are still alive, what more could one wish for?

  The north side of Onyx Lake.

The    Knight Squad is temporarily accommodated in this old single-family mansion by the lake. They self-required to stay away from residential areas - for fear of polluting the population.

When    Lu Li arrived, Captain Michael even hesitated to let him in.

   "You are not believers, contact will not spread pollution."

"……please come in."

   Michael's once deep voice became damp and opened the door.

  The sun penetrated the entrance that had drawn the curtains and became depressed, and Michael stood on the edge where the sunlight could not reach, and gave way.

  Lu Li walked into the room. The four team members had already come to the living room, but their presence did not make the living room get rid of the depression and dullness. Because of the drawn curtains, because of the distortion of the body, because of the silence of everyone.

   "Are you here to visit us?"

  Michael didn't close the door, it would be too dark in the room.

"Um."

  Lu Li looked around at them, walked to the window, pulled the curtains, and opened the window.

   The bright noon sun shone on the floor unobstructed, and a gentle breeze blew into the room.

  The knights were uncomfortable because of the change in the habitual environment, but no one cried frailly to draw the curtains.

  Lu Li stared at these knights who looked indistinguishable from Twisted Cultists. He will not comfort, and he is better at getting people to see a psychiatrist than to explain like a psychiatrist: "You can choose to become a distorted believer, or you can maintain the status quo, the land of light does not exclude weirdness, but you need to check your psychological condition regularly. "

   or people need to see a psychiatrist.

  Michael and the knights relaxed a little because of Lu Li's words.

   At least not the worst they expected to be kicked out.

  Michael knew that his teammates were watching him, so he asked what was on their minds: "...if we choose to maintain the status quo, what awaits us."

   "Another form of inhabitant."

   Weird inhabitants.

   Strictly speaking, the Mother of the Swamp and her followers, the Twisted Shadow and her followers, and the Lord of Dreams and her followers are all classified by Lu Li as "weird residents".

   The division between human residents and weird residents has always existed in Lu Li’s mind as a prototype, but it has not been implemented yet.

  Because weirdness is both dangerous and uncontrollable, there are not many weirdness like Ophelia or Physius, even their followers must stay away from human inhabitants. Putting unfamiliar, unknown, dangerous oddities into the camp can only pose a threat to the human inhabitants.

   A disciplined, less polluted knight squad might be a good place to start.

   It's just that it would be a little cruel to them.

   "We promise."

   After Lu Li finished talking about the "weird residents", Michael and his team members knelt on one knee with their hands on their chests: "I'm glad we still have value..."

   Their stress is completely removed, and only human grief is left, which will take time to heal.

  Michael stood up and told Lu Li an old story.

   "My name is Michael."

  Lu Li watched him calmly, waiting for him to speak.

   "Has the same name as an uncle I've never met, Michael Tesla."

   (end of this chapter)