Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 30 Thirty. [Mrs. An Lei Art Gallery] Incident resolved

"ended?"

"ended."

The    flintlock gun retracted its holster, and the increasingly intense gloomy unwillingness dissipated around the body.

   Everything has come to an end.

  Lu Li opened the breech and stuffed the new silver-plated bullet into the barrel.

  Anna hadn't escaped from the story, and muttered to herself: "When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, and where does a ghost go when he dies..."

"good question."

  Lu Li put away his flintlock gun and responded.

   He could ask Haders this question.

   "What are you going to do now?" Anna asked curiously, thinking of something, and fluttering back in fear.

  Lu Li guessed what she was thinking: "I will try to communicate with Benjamin and get him to agree to keep you guys."

   "Oh." Anna nodded obediently and relaxed.

   "Hold it for me."

  Lu Li handed the oil lamp to Anna, turned around and picked up the sculpture, put it back on the base, picked up the oil lamp, walked deep into the corridor, and finally visited the gallery.

   "Do you remember something from your life?"

  Lu left the mouth and asked.

   Anna, who was floating behind, scratched her satin-like short hair, and said in confusion: "Some remember, some are missing... I don't remember most of them."

   "What do you remember?"

   Feeling a little strange about the shadow of the oil lamp, Lu Li raised the oil lamp and found some dust on the glass windshield, and wiped it off.

   "How do I answer this..." Anna was a little troubled, and she didn't know where to start.

   "Like the phrase 'after dark, stay where there is light'."

   "Huh? Why do you stay in a light place after dark?"

  Ana revealed more questions than Lu Li.

   When she fell ill and died, the Ellen Peninsula had not yet suffered the disaster of the night, but after waking up, she has been wandering in the painting, no one can talk to.

   It can be said that she knows nothing about the outside world.

   "...something happened not long ago, it may be Belfast, it may be the Ellen Peninsula, or the whole world." Lu Li in turn explained what he knew about the disaster of the night.

   "Has it become so terrifying?" Ana shivered, and approached Lu Li and the oil lamp in fear, eager to get into his body.

   "Can't you notice anything? After all, after night falls, you are in the dark most of the time."

"Well... I've always been in the painting, and sometimes I can see other people on duty walking by outside, and when I talk to them, they're all scared away. It was just yesterday that I suddenly felt like I could come out, and then I …”

   And then she did, and almost got stuck in the drawing.

   In Lu Li's eyes, ghosts are existences that can survive in the dark, such as Athena and Ruth. It is unknown whether they will be affected.

   "Wait a minute...Since you have to stay at home after dark and turn on the fuel lamp...you actually took me out to find the baby just now!" Anna exclaimed in hindsight.

   "But we have been staying in the light." Lu Li replied.

  Darkness is dangerous, but it is limited to places where there is no light. Belfast's pubs are still full every night, night shift residents will go home with kerosene lamps or torches, and groups of homeless people gather under electric lights near government facilities or noble mansions.

  People are lingering in the dark night, but they are also strong to maintain the status quo.

   Within the range of the oil lamp in front, the stairs leading to the second floor appear.

  Lu Li stepped up the stairs, his eyes fell on the oil painting titled "Count Dracula" on the wall.

   This is a bust. The middle-aged man in the painting is unrecognizable in Lu Li, similar to a gorgeous servant in the Middle Ages, and his face is sharp and angular like a knife.

   He has no talent for appreciating art, and he doesn't see anything in this painting except weird.

   "Where are we going?" Anna asked curiously.

   "Take a look around the gallery to see if there are other supernatural beings."

  Lu Li walked to the second step, and his and Anna's backs were facing the oil painting. At the same time, the portrait of Count Dracula in the portrait came to life instantly, and his eyes slowly turned, becoming scarlet and three-dimensional.

   His teeth became sharp, his nails began to grow, and the surface of the painting suddenly bulged, as if he was about to break free from the painting.

   "Will you exorcise if you find it?"

"Um."

   Lu Li stroked the handle of the gun. The psychic gun needs nutrients, and she can become stronger by hurting ghosts, which has changed Lu Li's combat thinking to a certain extent.

   Prior to this, Lu Li was free from fighting, and focused on peaceful settlement. Peaceful solutions are still the main focus now, but if the other party doesn't intend to maintain peace...then find a way to kill them.

   The ghost in the oil painting that heard the dialogue began to drill back.

   Lu Li suddenly noticed something, his dark black eyes looked at the portrait on the steps.

   The ghost in the portrait has retracted and looked away as if nothing had happened.

  Lu Li held up the oil lamp, and the eyes of the oil painting figure seemed to turn alive as the light changed.

   Looking back, Lu Li walked to the second floor of the gallery.

   "How long have you been here?" Lu Li asked Xiang Anna in the corridor.

   "About a few months..."

   Every time she wakes up at night, Anna can only face the darkness inside and outside the frame, or the occasional ghost walking on the promenade, moving sculptures and patrolling the night watchman.

   She couldn't remember how long this dullness and loneliness lasted.

   "Besides Athena and the others, do you know any other supernatural phenomena?"

   "It doesn't seem to be..."

  Simply glanced outside the doors of the office and lounge and walked away, Lu Li focused his attention on the last two rooms: the studio and the warehouse.

  The former only has some unfinished drawing paper on the drawing board, while the latter stores some sundries such as kerosene and picture frames.

   Confirmed that there are no other supernatural phenomena here, one person and one ghost returned to the table in front of the gate on the first floor.

  The time has just reached nine o'clock, and the next night will be spent peacefully.

  …

   The flames jumped and flickered, and the kerosene near the wick was almost dry.

   is almost out of oil, but Lu Li doesn't plan to replenish kerosene because it's almost dawn.

   "Can I see you tomorrow..."

   In front of the empty frame with only the background, Anna lowered her head and whispered.

  Lu Li was silent and did not speak.

  Anna felt lost, and then she had to maintain the boring life she once had, and then faced the night watchman who was screaming in horror...

   She looked up at Lu Li cautiously: "Then will you come to see me often?"

   "Probably not."

"Eh--"

  Lu Li simply refused to let Anna play the long note, and puffed up her steamed bun face: "No way! Just let me be bored and lonely forever!"

   She turned and plunged into the oil painting, sitting on the chair in the painting, turning into a noble girl.

   "A Chiu!"

   She sneezed suddenly and smirked a few times in embarrassment. Thinking that she was still angry with Lu Li, she snorted again and resumed her original upright sitting.

   The figure in the portrait gradually solidified.

  The hazy light penetrated into the corridor from the window, coating the gallery with a gray veil.

   (end of this chapter)