Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 771 Sixty-two. "The Third Expedition"

   The Goblin Mask stared into a clay pot of its size.

   "This is not high-quality clay!" The eldest sister screamed.

   "It is."

"no!"

   "You haven't opened it yet."

   "It's not!" The eldest sister's fingerless puppet covered her nose. "Clay doesn't smell so bad!"

  The unsealed clay pot is emitting a faint stench like rotting tomb moss.

"I understand."

   Lu Li nodded lightly. He and their understanding of "good clay" is a little different.

   Picking up the clay pot, Lu Li opened the wooden door and handed it to the guard outside the door, asking him to tell Dean Lawrence to find odorless clay, if possible, bring several different types of clay.

   Back in the room, the eldest sister was standing on the table with her head akimbo proudly.

   Lu Li couldn't get rid of it for the time being.

   But even if you find the clay, the eldest sister will not necessarily return to the ghost town... Looking for the clay is more like an excuse for it to sneak out.

   "Can you tell me about Ghost Town?" Lu Li asked.

  The eldest sister is not as alert as at the beginning: "What do you want to know?"

   "What is the deity of Ghost Town?"

"I will not tell you!"

  The eldest sister screamed and rushed up, skillfully climbed up on Lu Li's shoulders without dodging, and disappeared behind her back.

   It will take some time to find out what it is saying.

   came to the window on the side of the room, the crowd gathered at the gate of the manor had dispersed because of the night, and tomorrow morning will come again, until I saw Lu Li.

   Dean Lawrence did not advise Lu Li to contact them. Midnight City is not monolithic, there are all kinds of people mixed here. Bottom, middle class, upper class, missionaries who believe in their own gods.

  The purpose of their desire to meet Lu Li was not simple.

  Whoa——

  Lu Li closed the curtains, went back to the fireplace and looked at Katerina, who was drinking red wine at the dining table, "Aren't you going back?"

   "Are you going to sleep?"

"Um."

   "Can I sleep here?" Katarina shook the glass, her eyes reflecting the fire in the fireplace.

  Puseus held his breath, his face turned back and forth between Lu Li and Katerina.

   "Better not." Lu Li replied.

   "Why does it stay?" Katarina pointed to Pusius.

   "He'll sleep on the rug."

   "Okay... hiccup."

   Katarina, who was rejected, shrugged indifferently, as if to say something casually, raised her head to drink the rest of the wine, and stood up and left the room with a slight sway.

   Soon, the sound of Katarina returning to the room came from behind the wall. Soon after, the whispering singing sounded faintly.

   "Miss Catalina may have something on her mind," said Prius, who pricked up his ears.

"why."

   "It's said in the book... People who are depressed in their hearts will sing to vent their emotions after drinking." Prius sat down on his hind legs. "Mr. Lu Li, do you know what she is distressed about?"

   "Unrealistic." Lu Li said.

   "Unreal... You mean Miss Catalina is afraid these are fake?"

"Um."

   "Why does she feel this way?" Pusius asked, "Because everything is very different now than when she was a hunter?"

   "I also wonder if this is a dream or hallucination, but it's not as serious as Miss Katerina..."

   "We encountered the Emerald Dream when we came." Lu Li and Purseus talked about what happened before entering the old sewers.

   As I said before, no one can help Katerina to prove that this is true, because everything that is true can be judged to be false.

   Only time can dilute everything.

   The singing next door gradually faded, and the drunk Katarina fell asleep.

  Prius is also ready to rest.

   "See you tomorrow, Mr. Lu Li."

   He grabbed the blanket from the sofa and spun around on the rug in front of the fireplace to lie down, the blanket just covering it.

   There was a light "crack" in the fireplace, and the night was spent peacefully.

  Lu Li was woken up by Pusius.

   It bit the firewood and wanted to throw it into the dimly lit fireplace, but the aim was poor, and the flying firewood hit the edge of the fireplace, awakening Lu Li.

   "Good morning, Mr. Lu Li!"

  Puseus wagged his tail when he heard the noise on the bed, turned his head and said.

   The curtains were dimly lit, and the corner clock pointed to eight o'clock.

  Lu Li tied the two buttons on the collar of his shirt, came to Purseus, picked up the firewood and threw it into the fireplace, went to the window and pulled the curtains.

  The crowd that dispersed last night at the gate gathered again, but for the time being there were only a dozen people.

   There were light spots swaying around the window, and it seemed that someone was peeking through a telescope.

   Lu Li left the window.

   Katerina hasn't woken up yet. Yesterday she drank a lot of alcohol and slept to death. Although red wine is not as alcoholic as those inferior distilled wines, it is not something she can bear, who almost never drinks. It was not until Dean Lawrence knocked on the door for a long time that she woke up sleepily.

   "Please get ready, we're going to watch "The Third Expedition" at the Montali Theater in an hour."

   is a play based on Lu Li's experience.

   "Puseus also wants to see it." Lu Li said.

   Dean Lawrence pondered and said, "It's fine, but it's not suitable for exposing it to the public. It's better to put a cloak on it, and we'll prepare one."

   There are many people in Midnight City who use cloaks to hide their figures.

  Until the cloak is lifted, no one knows whether it is human or weird under the cloak.

   "By the way, what are you going to say then?"

"Do not."

  Lu Li refused to give up the series of speeches on stage. He only needed to watch his own story as an audience.

   "I'm going to prepare right now."

   Dean Lawrence exited the room.

   Back in the corridor, Dean Lawrence, who turned around, suddenly saw Professor Nuno Alexandrovich standing in front with the smell of herbs all over his body.

   "Nunno..."

   "This is betrayal, you can't treat a hero like this!"

   Professor Nuno Alexandrovich snapped.

   "Shh..."

   Dean Lawrence had to ask the guards to take Professor Nuno Alexandrovich away from the door, and said to him in a low voice: "Listen to Nuno, this is good for all of us. You understand!"

   "You are using him!" The angry Professor Nuno Alexandrovich growled as if his faith was tarnished, his eyes bloodshot.

   "This is not an exploit, even if it's... an exploit that benefits everyone! Don't let the pollution affect your consciousness, think carefully, Your Excellency Lu Li may be forced by us to do things he doesn't like to do?"

  Professor Nuno Alexandrovich's red eyes flashed with pain: "...I'm... trying to keep my mind."

   "No one is forcing Your Excellency Lu Li, and Your Excellency Lu Li will not be forced by us... Your current paranoia is because of the influence of left-hand pollution on you..."

   Dean Lawrence said patiently to Nuno, who was in poor spirits.

   "Are you coming Nuno? But I think you should rest well—"

  Professor Nuno Alexandrovich shook his head at this time: "I'm going."

   "At the last moment of my life, I want to watch him be known by everyone..."

   (end of this chapter)