Bizarre Detective Agency

  Although we only knew each other for a brief "four days" - we met three times. But Lu Li still went to see Evil off - stood in front of the steps on the second floor, and went downstairs without looking back when he saw Evil.

  Get the oil painting episode to give Lu Li an idea. He came to the nurse's station with the curtain drawn, and rang the bell:

   "Evil Fallen gave me an oil painting before being discharged from the hospital. I can't understand this painting. Is there any patient here who knows how to appreciate it?"

   "Of course, my son. Miss Kate in Ward 207 knows oil painting very well."

  The heavy bass that had been heard came out, and the air current lifted the curtain to swing, revealing a piece of paper placed on the edge. The above text is short and long, it seems to be a list of patients...

  Miss Kate?

   The two patients in Ward 207 that Lu Li could remember, one was covered in festers, and the other was an eyeless puppet.

"Thanks."

  Looking away from the reopened curtain, Lu Li returned to Ward 204.

  The living tree is basking in the sun, there is no evil fall, and it will not be too easy tonight...but the new discovery dispels the haze.

  When Lu Li came to Ward 207 with the oil painting, he was lucky to find that the door was open, and there was another patient—a mermaid whose lower body was wet and greasy with dark green scales, and whose upper body was indeed a woman lying on the bed.

   Which of them is Kate?

  The festering human form has no obvious female characteristics. A puppet called Miss Kate seems reasonable, but a mermaid is more suitable than that.

  Lu Li looked at the pair of sea monster-like beautiful and clear dark blue eyes: "Are you Kate?"

  The other two patients in the ward looked this way.

"you know me?"

  Normal human speech, neither intoxicating nor harsh.

  Lu Li lifted up the oil painting: "A friend gave me this painting. I don't have the ability to appreciate it. I can't understand what this painting expresses. The nurse said that you have been immersed for a long time."

  Without any request or direct rejection, Kate asked Lu Li to hold up the painting:

   "The technique is ordinary, the style is common, nothing special."

  Kate commented briefly, turning her attention from the oil painting to Lu Li: "Where are you from?"

  Lu Li shook his head: "I don't remember."

   "Amnesia? Amnesia?"

   "The doctor said it was delusional disorder."

  There was obvious interest in those dark blue eyes: "What's more specific?"

   "What I see is somewhat deviated from reality, such as the surrounding environment."

   "Does that include us too?"

"Um."

  Kate became more interested: "What am I?"

   "A mermaid."

   "Ocean... I really want to be like a fish unrestrained in the ocean." Kate was noncommittal, then pouted at the other two beds: "Then what about them?"

   "A puppet, and a skin ulcer."

   Lu Li lowered his voice so that only Kate could hear it. Talking about others in person is not good.

   “…I can’t think of a connection.”

  Kate thought about it for a while, and when Lu Li asked her what they really looked like, Kate showed girlish cunning.

"secret."

  This oil painting did not bring new clues, at least not in this ward.

  Lu Li is going to try the brute force method. There are a total of 13 wards on the second floor, and you can always get the result after trying 11 more times. Just be careful not to be noticed by the nurses because you frequently enter and leave the ward.

  Walking out of Ward 207 with the oil painting in his hand, Lu Li first found the wheelchair girl and showed her the oil painting.

  【It's beautiful, did you draw it? 】

"no."

  The conversation around the oil painting ends here, and the melody of the lullaby haunts the corridor again.

   The door of Ward 211 was closed. When Lu Li passed by Ward 210 and hesitated how to enter, an old voice came from the door.

   "Young man outside, you have walked back and forth several times..."

   Lu Li, who got a reasonable excuse, walked into the ward, and said to the old man who took the initiative to talk, "I got an oil painting, but I can't understand it."

  The silhouette of the hospital bed next to him, wearing a veil-like cloak, waved to Lu Li,

  The old man tilted his head back a little, squinted his eyes and observed the oil painting for a while: "Well... sorry kid, I can't see anything either."

   "Show me." A woman's voice came from the outline of the cloak. After Lu Li held up the oil painting, she rubbed her chin: "I don't understand, but I guess the guy who values ​​family must like this oil painting... Michelia, can you see it?"

  Looking at the blood-stained dress on the bed in front of the window, Lu Li felt a biting chill penetrate into his bones.

   Those scarlet eyes fell to the oil painting, and then moved away.

   "She said she couldn't see it either. I guess." The cloaked man said evasively.

   "Can you ask other patients?" The old man regretted that he couldn't help Lu Li, "Everyone is very friendly, and they won't hesitate to answer."

  The old man gave Lu Li a new revelation: he can still try to contact every patient.

   Even being "killed" just starts with a new day.

  Lu Li was about to visit other wards, when the old man stopped him: "Wait a minute. Young man, I like stories, can you tell me your story?"

   "I can't remember." Lu Li shook his head.

   "Have you lost your memory? Oh, how pitiful..." The cloaked man's voice came from beside him.

   "Then can you tell me how you got this oil painting?"

  Lu Li briefly recounted that he learned a lullaby from a girl in a wheelchair and sang it to Evil, and that Evil gave him this irreplaceable oil painting.

   "Interesting story... If you have a new story, can you bring it to me?" said the old man.

"if so."

   "My name is Mildred Hamply, what about you?"

"Land from."

"By the way, this is for you." The old man took out a pill from under his pillow and poured it into Lu Li's outstretched palm, "The new nurse is a bit careless, she took the wrong medicine for me...maybe the one you used superior."

  Lu Li originally wanted to say that he was useless, but he still accepted the pills like an oil painting, and bid farewell to Mildred Hambury and Friday.

  When he was leaving the ward, he happened to bump into the nurse walking out of ward 207. She glanced at the oil painting Lu Li was holding and said nothing.

   The doors of 209, 208, and 207 are closed at the same time. In front of No. 206,

  A silhouette with a crow mask, a golden retriever, a physically frightening tall eccentric.

  Lu Li held up the oil painting, and he became much more proficient at asking for help.

   Behind the crow mask, there was only the sound of heavy breathing. The tall alien turned his head to stare at Lu Li. The most normal golden retriever suddenly got up and barked at the oil painting.

   What did it find?

  But a problem arose at the same time—no matter what this golden retriever was originally, Lu Li couldn't understand what it said now.

  If there is medicine...

  Remembering that he did have medicine, Lu Li took out the pill given by Mildred Hampley from his pocket, and then realized that he should ask more clearly: Will this pill work for him?

   Just as Lu Li was about to take the pills, the crow mask suddenly said, "You shouldn't be taking medicine indiscriminately."

   It's also a woman's voice.

   "What kind of medicine is this?"

  Lu Li held the tablet.

   "Anti-inflammatory drugs, those with severe inflammation need to take it." Crow Mask paused slightly, "But you can also eat it as jelly beans, as long as you don't find it bitter."