Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1279 Two hundred and seventeen. Invitation to dance

  Wealth comes from status, status comes from power, and it is an unchanging truth whether in the world or in hell.

The two gorgeous carriages dragged by the    skeleton horse stopped outside the gate of the manor. Stepping across the thriving low lawn, the Earth Demon and the Mind Grabber holding the orange cat got into a carriage, and Lu Li got into the other one by himself.

   Luli stepped on the skeleton horse in the carriage restlessly and followed the carriage moving in front.

   In addition to the lights, there are green potted plants on the windowsills of each building or beside the door in the "night" of Corrent Meteorite Street.

  The two skeleton carriages were surrounded by demons due to the atmosphere of the land. Wherever they passed, it was like walking through a slum full of hungry people carrying roast chickens. If it weren't for Abyss City, if there was no order to suppress, they would have lost their minds and rushed to the carriage behind.

   Despite this, the drool that gathers is still like a red carpet spread on the way of the skeleton horse.

The    skeleton carriage quickly left Corrent Meteorite Street. Lu Li lifted the curtain and looked at the center of Abyss City, which the carriage was facing.

  The night sky covers the earth, and the city is brightly lit. In a trance, it seems as if he is watching the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Belfast in the old days.

   After dozens of minutes, the skeleton carriage drove into the center of the abyss city, approaching the edge of the abyss.

  The wide road was occupied by various mounts, disturbed by the arrival of two skeleton carriages, and awake by the diffuse breath of the Devil's Son.

   The skeleton carriage was finally covered with the red carpet steps, and Lu Li walked towards the carriage. At the end of the red carpet steps, there was a church-like spire-like building.

  The Earth Demon then stepped out of the carriage. It was dressed to attend, and was restrained back into the white evening dress with a sprout of sand.

  The only childless man wore this white trench coat because he was a soul, and only wore a pair of white gloves to cover the glowing inverted seven-pointed star brand on the back of his right hand.

   The skeleton horse stared at the delicious soul standing behind him with red pupils, grinned and bit the head of the seemingly unsuspecting heir.

   A piece of floating gravel formed a ring, shackled the skeleton horse's mouth.

   "...Sister?" Little Earth Demon looked at the Soul Grabber, who had not yet gotten into the car.

   A slender, sharp claw stretched out from the curtain of the carriage, as if waiting for someone to hold it.

   A palm formed of gravel stretched out towards the Mind Raven Demon and was torn apart by violently gentle claws.

   "Go away! Brother!"

   In the end, the Heart Raider still had the hand to get its beloved offspring, hugged the orange cat, dragged a long skirt, followed the little devil and the offspring down the red carpet stairs, and stepped into the feast of the same voice.

The    demons have gathered at the dinner party, gathered in groups of eight or seven. And judging by the fact that they were looking at the children at the door, we were the center of that feast.

  The other devil, Zhen Ming, was also among them, as if he was embarrassed and hostile for the next few days.

   Yes, it will come close to us.

"...If he needs a helper to fight the Lava Demon for him, that banquet is the best chance." Little Old Demon reminded the heir, "This is the Aojin Demon, which is cold-hearted, as long as his price is enough. Evil..."

  The son quietly listened to the introduction of the little devil, and looked around the noisy banquet.

The demons in evening dresses gathered around the dining table, by the window, outside the corner, holding wine glasses and talking to their companions, when there was laughter or gaffe shouts, and some of them hugged and danced outside the dance floor, shouting only There are no secrets known to each other.

   The boundary between **** and the world seems to be blurred, and the feast behind you is like a costume party in the world.

  The son saw a bloated, tuxedo with a taut tuxedo and raised his glass to the side, and its silhouette reminded Zhen Ming of the silhouette of the presiding judge.

   The heir confirmed the guess from the mouth of the Little Earth Demon.

   "...it is one of the eight presiding judges and wants to support you before this trial."

Before the    trial, the little Earth Demon, who was only slightly weaker than its siblings, transformed into Zhen Ming, who had the least hope of inheriting everything from the Abyss Demon.

   If it was because of the heir, he was worried that he would lose his temper by getting too close, and the demons of the dinner party would have already devoted their attention to it.

   The presiding judge is also the object that Little Old Demon needs to win over, so it temporarily leaves the child and goes to the presiding judge.

   Little Earth Demon took away some of his sights, but there are still not many sights left, some of them with hidden greed.

   But as the offspring came to the table, they disappeared.

  The descendants swept through these meats, with or without cakes, with or without fruit juice, only without the special liquor and meat of hell.

   At that time, a pale female palm with a glass of wine appeared behind her face.

   "You meet at last, souls who bring change to hell."

   The heir took the wine glass from the pale middle-aged woman with no human appearance.

   "Do you know you?"

   "The whole abyss city knows him, the soul exuding a wonderful fragrance, with the devil's curse, defeated the devil Lu Li, and even the theater is writing a new script for him." The middle-aged woman sighed with emotion.

   "There seems to be no difference between the world and **** at that point." Zizi said.

   "Because 70 years later, the human world and **** have been in constant contact, and people will come there before they die. Stories from the human world are welcomed in hell, and stories from **** become legends in the human world..."

   "He was a human too?"

   "You?" The middle-aged woman paused for a moment: "Is that so."

   The heir and it discussed some more carefully and separated, and the heir put the wine glass back and looked at the little Earth Demon who was walking towards him.

   "...this is your father."

   The son realized that it was talking about the middle-aged man he talked to later: "The Abyss Demon will also attend the banquet?"

   "...your father is an old-fashioned lowly, and I am indifferent to contact with my subjects."

"I can tell."

   This middle-aged man is now talking to a demon, and he can indeed see the subtle flattery and fear under the abstract face of this demon.

   "...What did they say?" Little Old Demon asked curiously.

   "Something about the surface and hell."

   "...your father should have a wrong impression of him, and that will not help him win over allies."

   Zhen Ming thoughtlessly: "So he thinks you can let it help you fight the lava demon?"

   "...I'll try it if my father wants to."

  Zhen Ming nodded and walked towards the Abyss Demon accompanied by Little Earth Demon.

   "Child, you just want to see his face now."

   Abyss Demon stared at Little Earth Demon, the former decisively turned and left. It looked irritably at the son again, as if I was its Lu Li: "Young man, is he still okay?"

   "Is he not interested in backtracking?"

   Abyss Demon Rao is not interested: "What deal?"

   Zhen Ming was about to speak, when the seven-pointed star brand on the back of his hand became cold again, and it had disappeared.

   "He can go to work first."

   Abyss Demon said.

   "Excuse me."

   The heir who realized something temporarily walked away and went under the terrace away from the center of the party, contrary to the instructions of the mark.

  The coldness on the back of the hand disappeared.

   At the same time, a pale, bloodless palm stretched out behind his face.

  The devil man in the tuxedo invites the heir:

   "Can you invite him to a dance?"

   (end of this chapter)