Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1225 One hundred and sixty-three. Bizarre Syndrome (3)

Snapped.

   A wooden chair was overturned in a dim corner of the house that was not illuminated by the kitchen fire.

  The tired figure sat between the two wooden legs raised horizontally, supporting the weight on the wooden legs, so as not to fall into the foul-smelling excrement and vomit.

   Painful gasps echoed in the gloom and continued. At a certain moment, a rustling sound rang out, and the deep figure swayed away from the wooden chair and approached the firelight, reflecting Lu Li's pale and weak face.

   The abdominal cramps continued, but Lu Li didn't wait any longer on the simple toilet because there was nothing for him to excrete.

   He was dehydrated.

The abandoned wooden bowls are filled with distilled water again. Those waters that are almost clear and emit kerosene are poisons and the source of evil. They will drink like sea water and fall into an irreversible abyss. Even if you look at them, you will be terrified. Nausea grips the mind.

  Lu Li could only take in insignificant calories by leaning on the stove, and the pain in his body surfaced little by little with the rest.

   The filth-stained palms are burning like fire due to infection, the arms are rhythmically distended with the beating of the heart, the invisible insects are gnawing at the stomach sac and the intestines, and the dehydration makes the dry eyeballs pierce the brain like a needle with every rotation.

  Loli needs water, medicine to cure diarrhea, and air that is no longer cloudy.

   pushed his body like a rusty machine to climb up, leaning against the wall and walking into the foul-smelling room.

  bang bang - bang bang - bang!

  The rotten wooden board inlaid on the nails was slapped apart, and the cool breeze poured into the gap.

While    Lu Li was slightly awake, he found that the street outside was no longer dark.

   It is already early morning.

   The deep sleep and subsequent painful experiences took longer than expected.

   And hilariously, there were no spooky visits all night, but Lu Li was still seriously injured.

  Lu Li leaned against the window, accepting the breeze and the cool light, thinking about the next self-rescue through the brief sobriety that was no longer chaotic.

   Get clean water, or find medicine.

   Sewage accumulates in the ditches along the street, but they are not much different from kerosene water. I don’t know how long the accumulation will last. Even after distillation, it will not make the body that is weak and waiting for the invasion of germs to improve.

   The most direct method is to fetch water from the sea, but Lu Li confirmed that his current depleted body cannot support him to fetch water back, even if he reaches the coast.

   The thoughts that could not be condensed due to the pain gradually dispersed, and the fruit was picked unexpectedly - Lu Li remembered that there was a civilian clinic in the Sailor Street.

   There may still be medicines left there, and even if there are none, some medical supplies can allow Lu Li to clean up his wounds.

  If the memory is not wrong again, the clinic is only half a street away from here.

Suppressing the strong desire to fall to the ground and sleep for a long time, Lu Li would go to the kitchen, throw the wet wood and coals that were piled nearby into the stove, make sure they would burn until noon, and then go back to the window, removing the wooden boards piece by piece, swollen and burning weak Grabbing the window with the palm of his hand, he took a slow step like an old man, knocked on the window sill when he retracted his left leg in the room, and fell to the ground dully.

   Lu Li was fine, and sobered up a bit.

  's face left the icy bluestone road, with a faint tingling pain that might have broken the skin.

   Ignoring the insignificant scratches, Lu Li walked slowly along the memory.

   The thin and sloppy man staggered down the dead street, leaning against the wall.

  A violent gust of wind swept away the dust, and Lu Li stayed for a while, waiting for the gust of cold moisture to leave.

   Maybe rain clouds, maybe it just dawned, the dark clouds are darker than yesterday.

   After a few minutes, Lu Li stopped at the location he remembered. Old weather vanes, fallen eaves, crooked-bound planks, and wooden doors leaning against doorframes do not characterize the clinic, but peering in through the gaps in the planks blurs the outlines of hospital beds, mannequins, and faded medicine chests.

   There is indeed a clinic here.

  嘭——

  The door was poured into the dimly lit room with the almost collapsed Lu Li, and the decayed door sank into the ankle-deep stagnant water. The icy cold water caused the drowsy Lu Li to breathe quickly, and also made the drowsy consciousness clear.

  Lu Li raised his head to avoid choking on the water, pressed the wooden board with his palms, and climbed up with the stagnant water dripping. Ripples spread from below.

  Wowla-wowla-

  The standing water left nothing on the first floor. Before being swallowed up by the cold and fatigue, Lu Li walked up the stairs leading upstairs with stagnant water.

   It's just that the wooden steps have long since decayed due to dampness. The second step can't support the weight, and his calf is stuck in the hole. Lu Li grabbed the shaking handrail and didn't fall down.

   Pulled out the calf that did not enter the steps, the trouser legs were piled up in the corners of the legs, and the soft skin soaked in water was scratched with several **** wounds.

   Not sure if the smell of blood would attract anything, Lu Li didn't stop to deal with one of the many injuries, and continued up to the relatively dry upstairs.

   Lu Li stepped on the creaking planks, passed the wards on both sides of the corridor, and pushed open the unlocked door at the end of the corridor.

   Abandoned rotten desks and corner bookcases can indicate that this is the office. Lu Li saw a medicine box hanging on the wall of the rest room deep in the office.

  There are some medicines in the glass window of the medicine cabinet.

   buried in the office, but when he settled down, Lu Li retracted the soles of his feet, leaving a circle of sunken and dry footprints where he stepped before. Lu Li avoided the center of the room, dripping with standing water and leaving dry footprints, and entered the bedroom along the edge wall,

   Grabbed the sharp stones in his pocket and smashed the glass, and took out the soaked medicine box with his trembling palms.

   Luckily the tablet wrapped in plastic was intact.

   There are a total of four medicines, none of which has a medicine name, but the medicines in the medicine cabinet should be commonly used medicines. Putting hopes on the anti-inflammatory and anti-diarrheal medicines, I took out a piece of each and poured it into my mouth, and swallowed these bitter pills with difficulty by saliva - and they got stuck in my throat.

  Lu Li clenched the corners of his clothes tightly, then raised his head and let the remaining water on his hands fall into the wet and dry mouth of his mouth, and swallowed the tablet.

   Suppressing the thirst caused by the humidity, Lu Li continued to look for something he could use in the room - preferably a glass of clean water.

   Inadvertently glanced over the dusty vanity mirror, Lu Li suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to wipe the dust.

   A clearer mirror reveals a face of vicissitudes. Untended stubble, the grit still embedded in the face, the bruised aquiline nose, the bloodshot blue eyes sunken into the sockets, and the dark brown short hair clinging to the scalp.

   That's not his face.

   Lu Li stiffly bowed his head, spread his palms, with a silver ring on the **** of his thin, skinny palm.

  This is not his hand either...

"Who are you……"

   Looking at himself in the mirror, he whispered, his voice was obscure, weak, hoarse... and unfamiliar.

   Exhaustion and drowsiness swept over him. He wanted to hold on to something, but he just ripped open the drawer and let the book inside fall out. He fell with him, and fell to the first floor with the collapsing floor.

  Lu Li fell into the stagnant water, and the books were soaked in it. In a hazy consciousness, the vague words seemed to come to life.

   It was a deep love between a ghost girl named Anna and an exorcist named Lu Li.

  The memory of the past is gradually blurred and mixed with the book.

   As if everything was just the imagination of a stranger named Lu Li when he was lonely and desperate.

   Or just the imagination of a confused person who thinks he is Lu Li when he is lonely and desperate.

   (end of this chapter)