Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 182 Ninety-seven. Mutual trust

  The dense scratches that appeared on the surface made the dark branches torn apart, but they did not turn into ashes like the previous two times.

   "As we guessed, early hallucinations..." Tesla muttered to himself. "And you just saw the projection and were indifferent to the breath oozing from the projection."

   "Can you guess why this is happening?"

  Because he was most familiar with Lu Li, Tesla was responsible for asking Lu Li.

   Lu Li lowered his eyes and pondered under the gazes of the four leaders.

   Your own identity from another world is the greatest possibility. But in the absence of evidence, it can only approach the truth rather than equal it.

   So is there something unique that others don't have?

  Ana...Shadowswamp...black eyes...

  Lu Li thought of all the places where he could be different from ordinary people. Do the words "door" and "blood tentacles" count among them?

   "I think of a possibility." Lu Li raised his head and said.

   He told the relevant parts of the madhouse incident about Richard, including the **** tentacles in his mind.

  There is nothing to hide, he joined the investigator to solve the hidden dangers on his body.

   It's just a pity that Lu Li couldn't say anything about the door.

  If Lu Li told about the "door", the result would be predictable: the highly contagious door would infect everyone in this room.

   He didn't have to.

   So the "door" clue Lu Li can only proceed alone unless he encounters other victims.

   "It sounds like some kind of curse or the mark of the evil god." Tristan said in a humming voice after hearing Lu Li's narration.

  Tesla didn't think so: "Probably not. I erased the Swamp Mother mark from him two days ago."

  Rachel was wearing nail polish and did not participate in the topic. Occasionally, her narrow eyes under the mesh would glance at Lu Li.

   "What if it's a higher-ranked mark?" The black-robed man said thoughtfully. "If it is a Heretic God that can block the aura of projection, its strength must be at a higher level. How can the mark of the Heretic God at that level be wiped off by an edge wipe."

  Tesla nodded: "This is also a possibility."

   The man in black robe asked Lu Li, "Can you still remember the appearance of the **** tentacles?"

   Before Lu Li could speak, Tesla stopped him. He turned around, took out the quill ink and a piece of paper from the bookshelf, and put it in front of Lu Li: "Write it down on the paper. If serious consequences may occur, everyone will not suffer."

  Lu Li is not used to quills, but he knows how to use them. With some ink on the quill tip, he wrote the description of the **** tentacles on the paper.

After writing   , Lu Li folded the paper and handed it to the man in black robe.

   The man in black robe took this piece of paper, folded it a few times and put it in his arms and said, "I will take it back to the regional branch to check and check that there is no breath on it. It may take three to seven days."

   Lu Li nodded. If the blood-colored tentacles can be solved, regardless of whether it is related to the condition of the body, at least one less trouble.

   After thinking about it, Lu Li asked Tesla for another piece of paper: "I think of another possibility."

   He intends to write about the "door" situation.

   If the previous note, the information of "Blood Tentacle" will be opened after inspection, then he can also let the investigator use this method to test the information of "door".

   Just in case, Lu Li added: "But it may be more dangerous than the former. Anyone who hears and sees its body, or is related to it, or describes its content may be infected."

   Lu Li was not sure whether he was infected by the "door" because of the diary or because of the door.

   In any case, Lu Li should avoid any possible occurrence. Apart from the note, he wouldn't reveal anything, not even tell them that it was a "door".

   "Including you?" Rachel asked.

   The tail of the quivering quill paused for a while, then returned to normal: "...including me."

   "How did you get infected?" Tesla frowned suddenly.

   "I read a diary, and I was led around it by Richard's design. I saw it. So if you want to avoid greater danger, you'd better find Richard as soon as possible."

  Lu Li's voice was calm and stable, and no emotion could be heard.

   He did so at a great risk.

   Just like Richard can infect Lu Li with "Door", Lu Li can also infect others with "Door". If the characteristic of the "door" is that as long as the "door" is known, it will be infected, which means that Lu Li only needs to shout and walk a few streets, and no one in Belfast will be spared in a few days.

   But Lu Li still told the investigators organization. He trusted them and hoped to find a solution.

   Lu Li won't shout in the street, but Richard will.

   "Where is it?" the man in black robe asked.

"One of the sewers leading to the beach in Onyx Lake. 400 to 500 meters inside a rotting fence gate under the coastal block. I can't describe what it is." Lu Li wrote the description of the gate and folded the paper a few times. Next, push it in front of the man in black robe. "Don't let it get lost."

   "I'll keep it." Dylan put away the second note.

   Afterwards, the three leaders asked Lu Li some questions about his sanity. Tesla was distracted by the hidden dangers on Lu Li's body, frowning and never saying a word.

At the end of the last question, the man in black robe said: "Enough, thank you for the information you brought to the investigator organization. After the investigation, we will reward corresponding contributions based on the information you provided, and you will be able to use them when you become an official investigator. ."

  Lu Li didn't say anything, paused on the four of them, got up and left the room.

   After the door closed, the room fell into dead silence.

  Three lines of sight fell on Tesla.

   They know that this guy has a good relationship with the new guy who just went out.

  Tesla also knew what they were waiting for, with a fidgety expression on his face after a long absence, and his cane banging on the expensive velvet blanket: "I just want to say - we are investigators, not night watchmen."

  Hundreds of years of development have caused the two organizations that were born out of Demon Slayers to develop in two opposite directions.

  The night watchman is strictly disciplined, like the royal guard. Investigators are free-spirited, like troubadours.

  If Lu Li's situation appeared among the night watchmen, it is very likely that they would secretly execute Lu Li or imprison him for research in order to ensure the safety of the people.

   But in the case of investigators, they don't care about the past of the people who joined, or even if the members are human.

   Loosely free investigators will never restrict the freedom of members unless they are extremely unstable.

  The man in black robe said casually: "Then, just like those guys, it is enough to mark the source of infection on the file and let those who come into contact with Lu Li know the hidden danger. We can't live up to the members who trust us."

  Tesla finally relaxed a bit, stroking his beard and thinking about something.

   After asking about Lu Li, the man in black robe did not intend to leave for the time being, and he looked at the three persons in charge.

   "Didn't there be four new people to review? I'll be in Belfast for half a day, so let's see them."

   (end of this chapter)