Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1222 One hundred sixty. Wake up

  What Asammons does is bewildering. He never showed his minions. He also tried his best to help Lu Lishang, and never tried his best to accuse Chris of being the murderer—for this reason, Lu Li never doubted him.

   And the betrayal of Asammons also recovered with Lu Li to think, and got a glimpse of part of the reason - he realized what the rat man meant.

  The four lords, except the soulless head chef, the remaining three lords have been awakened. Only other souls could feed the rat people in the castle.

   It could be a cook, a bat guard or another servant.

   Asammons sensed a possibility: the viscount was also included.

   So he summoned Claire and the undead under the pretext of betraying them in some way, and lured Lu Li into the trap.

  If Lu Li didn't believe them so much and chose not to tell his discovery, maybe Asammons would continue to hide his minions and them. But just as the back of the paper full of writing was still blank, if Asammons did not betray, Lu Li, who had no choice, would not have looked for the existence of the Rat Feeder and found Chris.

   "How are you going to save Claire and the undead?"

   In terms of status, the viscount is undoubtedly stronger than the lord under his command. to life.

  Asammons might only have the two hostages Claire and the undead.

   "Me? No, it's you." Chris, who touched Lu Li, did not intend to take responsibility for it: "Only you will save them."

   "What about you?"

   "Keep playing the viscount."

   "Your daughter is among them."

   "We have already realized that, and now every minute and every second we experience is an extra gift from the gods."

   "Did you really restore your memory?"

   The indifference she showed at the moment made Lu Li puzzled. He raised his head and looked at Chris, who maintained a smile. What did Lu Li realize: "Is there a higher-ranking existence watching over you?"

  Chris continued to stroke Lu Li's back, silence was her answer.

   Lu Li didn't ask about the secret. The longer the delay, the more likely Asammons will perceive the truth. Lu Li had to leave as soon as possible before the situation completely turned to a point of no return.

   "What is Asammons' ability."

   "I don't know, we've all lost our original strength."

  Chris continued to enjoy Lu Li's soft hair, and slid her slender palms towards Lu Li's abdomen, blocked by her tail: "I have no secrets, Asammons knows all my abilities."

   "Memory is the best weapon." Chris said after a pause.

   "More details."

   "What's the difference between the undead now and the undead you've seen before?"

  Lu Li recalled the undead in the fantasy world of the late night city, like a quiet pool, and the undead who returned his memory was like a lake with waves.

   "Remember the memory you lost in the second level and gained in the third level?"

  The once dusty memories are lost and then rediscovered—this is what Chris wants to tell Lu Li.

  Memories are like building blocks, they are composed and coherent with each other. Some age over time, some never fade.

   The crown of knowledge is like a paintbrush that refreshes the building blocks.

  Selective rejuvenation.

  If Lu Li just returned to the memory of the undead before he met Chris, he would turn back into the good person who wanted to go to **** to reunite with his mother, who did evil. If only the memory of the undead meeting Chris was preserved, he would be a wise academy professor.

  The soul is the drawing board, and the memory is the graffiti on the drawing board.

   And the crown of knowledge is the brush in Lu Li's hand.

   So Lu Li just needs to use the dreamer to rush to Asammons, release the crown of knowledge, and then Asammons becomes the dean of the academy again.

   Just how not to be affected by Asammons' memory?

   "I can do it." Once again, Chris, who guessed what Lu Li was thinking about, said, "If you believe me."

  …

  The castle hall, the simple summoning formation of the wise race Sinan is depicted in front of the throne.

   is missing the sacrifices required for the ceremony, but Chris said that those are not needed.

   "What else did they say to you?"

   "Ant Theory. We are the creatures in the glass box, they are the outside observers."

   "Don't believe the fooling of these gods."

  The cloaked Chris painted the circle: "They think their compassionate behavior is worthless. It's ridiculous like a lamb bowing its head to reptiles and saying don't be afraid of beasts."

"What's the meaning?"

"Partly right, partly wrong, what if the outside world is a dark forest?" Lu Li, sitting on the throne, watched Chris draw a second circle: "The glass box blocks us, but it also protects us. They are not as good as How safe are we."

   Weakness is the original sin and protection.

   Animals will attract the attention of wolves, mosquitoes will not.

   After drawing the summoning formation, Chris returned to Lu Li and asked Lu Li to complete the last part of the ceremony: a cup of wisdom.

   Sinan, an unfamiliar wise race, appeared and traded some memories of Asammons. Chris inspired the magic circle and sealed the memories that poured into her mind.

   "Just put the seal into Asammons' soul again." Chris and Lu Li, who woke up from the faint, said, "Fiddling with memory is equivalent to fiddling with the soul, but I don't think you will abuse the crown of knowledge."

   "Go, wait for you to bring good news."

  Lu Li returned to the bottom of the well, left the mouse hole, and then let Margaret take him back to the manor.

  I just hope it’s still too late.

  If the state of Claire and the undead is irreversible, it will never happen again.

   But it seems that all the previous successes have paved the way for the current predicament. When passing through the dead forest, Lu Li and Margaret on the trail fell into the trap of Asamons without warning.

   Asammons didn't know that Lu Li had found Chris, but his guess was close to the answer.

   And what's more dramatic is that Lu Li himself caused the evil - it was he who awakened Asammons from his blindness and ignorance.

   "Do you believe this?"

   Whispers of Asammons sounded from all around.

   "How do you know that what you are experiencing right now is real?"

  Margaret continued to walk forward, "Did you hear that?" Lu Li asked her, "What did you hear? The enemy?" Margaret pulled out the short dagger tied to the bottom of her skirt.

   "Not the Emerald Dream."

   Lu Li communicates with the dead forest, and they are unaware of the whispers in their ears.

   "Not a hallucination ritual of evil spirits."

   Then Lu Li discovered that the sound came from the bottom of his heart.

   "Not a vision before dying."

   The dreamer's smudges unfolded, but the whispers continued.

   "Not a dream."

   At this moment, a long-standing, buried in the depths of memory, a nearly forgotten passage emerged from the bottom of Lu Xin.

  【This passage may appear anywhere you see it. If you read this passage, everything you are going through right now is unreal. Your mental and physical state is very bad, please wake up quickly. 】

  【Don't be deceived by all your fictions, please wake up quickly! 】

   "Wake up and accept the truth."

  Lu Li felt that he should wake up.

   So he opened his eyes.

   (end of this chapter)