Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 236 One hundred and fifty one. Shadows and shadows

  When the sky was slightly bright, Lu Li found those fin prints on the dull sandy beach.

   They extend from the sea, scattered around the coastline and the woods, and the human footprints caught in them are extremely dazzling - those were left by Lu Li.

   The closest place to the fins is only 30 meters away from the windbreak. Wandering here, leaving a messy footprint, like looking for something.

  Sand walls and lounge chairs help Luli hide from the wind. Or did the deep diver find it, but for some reason they don't have the past?

  Friday's black robe covered not only her body, but also her mystery.

   After confirming that the deep diver who left the fin marks had left the island, Lu Li retrieved the jar filled with water from the water point and returned to the windbreak.

When    lowered his head to get into the windbreak, Lu Li stopped, and he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

  Stand up straight, Lu Li stepped back outside the sand wall, distanced himself from the rock wall, and looked up at the rock wall.

   On the rugged rock wall about five meters above the ground, a dark human-shaped shadow lay on the rock wall, motionless.

   There was nothing on the stone wall before night fell last night.

  The shadow of the human figure is attached to the rock wall, like a black mural. With its head facing downwards, it grabbed the rocks with both hands and maintained a downward climbing posture, in the direction of the windbreak where Lu Li rested.

   "It's moving much slower than I thought." A voice came from the front.

   On Friday, he got out of the windbreak and stood beside Lu Li and looked up at the shadow with him.

   Lu Li's black eyes narrowed slightly, quietly observing the chilling and paradoxical shadow.

   Like Friday said, it's moving.

   But this movement is extremely slow, almost as slow as the movement of the sun behind the clouds. Half a minute later, it moved down only one centimeter.

   "Is this what's in the wooden house?" Lu Li looked at it and asked.

"uh-huh."

  Friday shook the oil lamp in his hand: "I'm going back, I'll come back at night."

   She left the beach and disappeared behind the corner of the rock wall.

  Lu Li retracted his gaze and continued to stare at the dark shadow on the rock wall. If it continued down, Lu Li would have to consider abandoning the windbreak.

   But things changed as Friday left. The black shadow on the cliff began to turn slowly, and this turning was as slow as its movement. After Lu Li put the jar beside the fire, ate the two fish that had eaten breakfast and the water that had cooled last night, and put it at the water point, the shadow appeared. Just turn to the eight o'clock direction.

   Friday led it away.

   Or rather it follows Friday.

   As for what would happen when it was close to Friday, Lu Li could guess.

   This is the reason why we go back and forth between the cabin and the windbreak on Friday.

   Breakfast is not enough, there are still three cans of canned food, but Lu Li doesn't plan to eat these foods that taste worse than Anna's cooking skills.

   Putting on his shoes, Lu Li followed the coastline to the water moor on the east coast. The rising tide at night receded, leaving two small fish swimming in the water moor, one of which Lu Li did not catch yesterday.

   The whole night passed, and there was only one fish in Shuibo. And without the bait, the fish was left in the moor by chance.

   In order to make the water moor a source of food, Lu Li has to get bait that can attract fish.

   There is such a thing on this island.

   After a few minutes, Lu Li in the woods stopped. Not far from him, a hairy corpse fell on the edge of the water.

   This monkey corpse decomposes naturally without insects to accelerate decomposition.

   Just in case, Lu Li briefly touched the psychic gun. There was no apparent malice around, nor on the monkey corpse.

  Lu Li approached the corpse holding the stone piece, cut off a piece of flesh with hair, and carried it back to the shore.

   First fish out the two small fish and shoot them to death, then chop up the carrion and throw them into the water. The next step is to wait for the result after the low tide at dusk.

   On the way back, Lu Li plucked a few conch shells from the reef and took them back to the windbreak. The shadow of the human figure in the rock wall had already turned most of its body, and it would not be long before it had to climb back to the log cabin.

  Crawled into the windbreak, Lu Li threw the small fish on a rock to bake, then smashed the conch to take out the sticky meat, pinched off the tail, and piled it on another rock.

  chi——

  The water stains are dried, and the roasted aroma is diffused.

  The grilled fish can be eaten after it is cooked. Conch Luli waited for a long time, until it was almost burnt before picking it up and eating it. After drinking a few sips of warm water, Lu Li was ready to rest.

  The reclining chair blocked the entrance of the hole. Before going to sleep, Lu Li put the second psychic gun behind the reclining chair to prevent some beings from sneaking in while he was asleep, and then curled up in the innermost part of the windbreak and fell asleep.

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   Condensed water drips into the washbasin, making an empty splash.

   The sound of water drops became the only sound in the dimly lit room.

   A corpse was leaning against the wall, and the dead eyes were silently saying something.

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   At a certain moment, the door of the room was suddenly smashed open, and a figure rushed into the door, breaking the dead silence that was maintained.

The    figure held a roll of parchment in his hand. He looked at the corpse in the corner, looked around and whispered, "Why are there two breaths?"

   He turned around a few times in the murder scene-like room, and said to himself: "One breath dissipates, another breath leaves... over there!"

The    figure rushed out of the room again, and the door slowly closed behind him.

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  The muffled sound of dripping water re-occupied the room, and the unattended corpse lay in the corner.

   Following the trace of the breath, the figure came to an alley. Here, he felt a breath dissipating in the air and a breath that had been gone for a long time.

   This discovery made the figure frown and whisper, "That ghost is destroying other ghosts...?"

   Carrying some puzzlement, the figure traced the breath all the way to the third location where the breath stopped for a short time, the attic of a vacant house.

   Carefully climbed the ladder up the attic, popped his head on the attic floor, and looked around.

  The attic walls in the dim light were filled with messy handwriting. The figure ignored them and held the parchment tightly to feel the breath.

   "Same as last time, the aura of a ghost has dissipated, and that aura is going away..."

   He came a step later, but he felt that he was about to catch up with the breath.

The    figure slid down the stairs and continued to follow the breath.

   In front of a garbage dump where the sewage is flowing and the garbage is piled up like mountains, the figure stopped for a short time and walked into it with his nose.

   He sensed that aura and stayed in front of him without moving away.

   Silently hid behind an oil drum, the figure stuck out his head and peeped away.

   Horror climbed up his back in an instant.

   He saw an illusory white-skirted ghost standing in the clearing, and a ghostly aura was dissipating beside her. The jet-black shadow under the white-skirted ghost is almost solid, permeating a disturbing dark atmosphere.

   This ghost is about to transform into a wraith!

   At this moment, a low murmur sounded around.

"Land from……"

   (end of this chapter)