Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1470 2. Night

  Mu Su pushed the wheelchair and moved along the paths among the garden shrubs and flowers.

   "Xinqilou~" Humming, Musu soon felt tired, and waved back: "Wenxi, help."

  Da Vinci reluctantly replaced Musu to push the wheelchair: "Why is Lu Li walking and you are sitting in a wheelchair!"

  Lu Li followed quietly.

   "Because sitting in a wheelchair is every boy's childhood dream!" Mu Su rested his liberated hands on the armrests.

   "But Lu Li is the patient."

   "That's why he needs to move his rusty body."

   Mu Su on the wheelchair pointed forward excitedly: "Let's go! Target, that bench!"

  Da Vinci yelled and rushed out. Before pushing more than ten meters, the bushes on the side of the road got caught in the wheels, and he and the car overturned to the ground.

   "Do you need help? Give me some money and I'll help you up..."

  A passing patient greeted him attentively, with a grin showing gold teeth.

   "Hey, did you hit me on the head?" Musu, who was lying on the grass, turned over, leaned on his arms, and raised his legs, "Give me the money, or I will drag you down."

   "If you give me money, I will let you drag me down."

  The quiet Lu Li passed over the arguing psychopaths and came to the bench to sit down.

  The rays of light drilled out of the clouds and shone on the hospital gown, exuding the smell of sunshine.

  The patients enjoyed the afternoon in the garden. The lawn under the ancient trees in the distance is covered with colorful camping blankets.

  The brief tranquility was quickly broken one after another.

"What do you mean, I'll just ask, what do you mean?" The patient with his shiny back holding his mobile phone yelled as he passed by, "I don't want to lose face, do I? You beat me like a younger brother! Do you understand? You don't Understand…"

   Squeak—

  The bench shook, and a figure sat beside it.

   "Didn't you say you had a dream?" Mu Su lowered his head and picked the grass leaves on his body, but the grass juice could not be wiped off.

  Lu Li nodded lightly: "I had a very long...very long dream."

   Squeak—

   Da Vinci, stained with grass blades and grass juice, climbed onto the bench.

"what are you guys saying?"

   "Don't make trouble, let him talk."

  Lu Li said calmly: "On June 11th, I appeared in the seaport city called Belfast..."

   "Belfast... I remember you were there before you were hospitalized, is it Ireland?"

   "Correction, Northern Ireland."

   "Correct your correction, Northern Ireland, UK."

   "Hehe, who knows if Northern Ireland will leave the UK in a few years."

   Musu and Da Vinci seemed to be making trouble and arguing.

   "Are you still listening?"

  Lu Li looked at them.

"you say."

  Da Vinci covered his mouth, and Musu opened his mouth as if he had zipped it up.

   "I thought I traveled to this point, disassembled the phone and sold it, opened a detective agency to investigate, and encountered a supernatural event by chance..."

   "You've been looking at him since just now." Da Vinci bumped Musu's shoulder, pouted at the outsider not wearing hospital clothes not far away, and said quietly, "You know him?"

   "His name is Wang Yao, and he is a member of a mysterious and ancient organization whose name and obligations cannot be disclosed..."

   "What name?"

   "ofTum"

   "What obligation?"

   "Contain unreasonable dangerous goods and maintain world peace."

  Da Vinci let out a long sigh suddenly: "Where is the woman who followed him?"

  A figure is not far from Wang Yao, but he doesn't seem to know her existence.

   "The one who follows him is called Tomoko, an ultimate murderer!"

   "Japanese pussy?"

   "Intelligent microcosmic particles are tools used by alien races to monitor us."

   "Have I seen the Three-Body Problem?"

  Musu and the others were muttering, and Lu Li was telling himself, recalling the wonderful story that seemed to be just a dream, enjoying each other until they were all interrupted by sudden laughter.

   "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

  The middle-aged man on the bench not far away laughed wildly.

   "Hey what is he doing?"

   "Fang Wenbiao, a psychopath who thinks we are all novel characters." Da Vinci pushed his non-existent glasses, "No accident, he should be stealing the show."

   "What did you say again?"

   “He thought it would make him appear in the book for laughing.”

   This is a mental hospital. For example, those blue and white hospital gowns squatting in the bushes. One thought he was a mushroom, one thought he was a mushroom picker, and the other thought he was a shower.

   "Why don't you continue?" The bored Musu turned his attention back to Lu Li.

   "It's over."

   "Papapapa—" Musu clapped his hands, "This Cthulhu story is so good, I have to think of an idea to copy it and post it on the Internet as if I wrote it."

   "This is not a Cthulhu story, this is my story."

  Lu Li sat on the bench, watching the sunset glow emerge.

   Musu and Da Vinci were fighting, leaving and coming back. After sunset, he holds Da Vinci's battered radio, and Da Vinci holds two bottles of soda.

   "I bought several bags of instant noodles for this..."

  Mu Su took the soda perfunctorily, kicked Da Vinci away, and turned on the radio.

  The garden gradually became quiet, and Mu Su lit a fire. Actions that should have been stopped were not stopped.

  The dancing shadows behind them seem to be dancing.

  Chick—

   Musu opened the soda and handed Lu Li a bottle.

  Lu Li remained indifferent, sitting in the cool summer evening, looking through the rising smoke to the afterglow of the setting sun.

   A bottle of soda popped into my hand spoils the sentimentality of the evening, and then music blared on the radio:

  【Niunasimplesonrisa (his deep eyes)】

  niunpocodeluzensusojosprofundos【There is no smile, a ray of light】

  【nisiquieraelreflejo (he doesn't even have any ideas)】

  【dealgún pensamientoquealegresumundo (to make his world a happier place)】

  【Haytristezaensusojos (with sadness in his eyes)】

   As night fell, Lu Li narrowed his eyes, raised his head, and calmly looked at the stars mixed with the smell of soda.

  The stars are shining brightly, falling down like flowers.

  【Elmuchachodelosojostristes (boy with sad eyes)】

  【vivesoloynecesitaamor (live alone, need love)】

  【comoelairenecesitaverme (like air, he needs me)】

  【comoalsollonecesitoyo (like sunshine, I need him)】

  【Elmuchachodelosojostristes (boy with sad eyes)】

  【haencontradoalfinunarazón(Finally found a reason)】

  【parahacerquesumiradaría (make his eyes smile)】

  【co*****besosymigranamor (with my kisses and my majestic love)】

  Plop—

  The empty bottle fell, and Lu Li fell on the bench.

   "Drinking soda can also make you drunk, this Lu Li is a shame."

  Mu Su shook his head and sighed, looking up at the cold sky, the full moon was reflected in his eyes, he held the soda water like a wine glass, and greeted the distant moon.

  (end of this chapter)