Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 779 Seventy. The wind takes away the whispers

   The "students" left the classroom one after another.

   Some of them are excited, some are regretful.

   After the people left, Dean Lawrence walked into the classroom.

   "You did a great job." He sincerely praised: "I think this class will be on the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper."

   "I won't talk about the second lecture." Lu Li looked at him calmly.

   Dean Lawrence's expression froze, and hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

  Professor Daisy Schmidt rushed in panting, and said to Dean Lu Li Lawrence, "Nunuo is dying..."

   "I'm going to see him."

   Lu Li said and walked out of the classroom.

  Professor Daisy Schmidt returned to Dean Lawrence with a gloomy face: "Failed to lecture?"

"very successful."

   "Then why do you..."

   "He's only going to talk about this verse." The emotion disappeared on Dean Lawrence's face. "Maybe Your Excellency Lu Li is very dissatisfied with me."

   "Maybe." Professor Daisy Schmidt sighed.

   "You think I'm wrong too?" Dean Lawrence's sensitive nerves were touched again, and his mind flashed over the past few days, everything he had done, everything he had paid, and the things he had exchanged for begging and begging—

   "No, we are all grateful for your hard work, Dean, including Cesar and Nuno. I think Your Excellency Lu Li will feel the same way."

   "But he refused—"

   "It's normal, isn't it?" Professor Daisy Schmidt patted Dean Lawrence on the shoulder. "Your Excellency Lu Li is from this era, but he doesn't belong to this era, he is different from us... and he also has his own things to do.

   "Come on, let's meet Nuno for the last time."

   Leaving the empty classroom, they learned that Lu Li had set off in a carriage.

   "Your Excellency Lu Li and Nuno are closer than we are." Dean Lawrence still whispered: "If it was Nuno's request, maybe he would agree?"

   "Nunno wouldn't do that."

"why?"

   "He respects Lu Li."

   "So do we."

   "Not the same, he's more of a...belief."

  …

  Lu Li came to the hospital again. There was no crowd besieging him, and there were only many eyes watching, guessing whether this handsome man with black hair and black eyes surrounded by knights was the exorcist rumored recently.

   Outside Professor Danuno's ward, Professor Cesar, who heard Lu Li's arrival, walked out of the ward and stopped him.

   "Be prepared for some... cruelty."

   A grieving Professor Cesar made the door open.

  Lu Li walked into the ward, the windows were closed, and the air was filled with the smell of burning parchment.

  Professor Nuno was lying on the hospital bed, the body outside the quilt showed a kind of wood fibrosis, and the old skin was like bark, like a tree carved into a statue.

   "He was infected by something."

   "The Plant Curse."

  Professor Cesar, who closed the door behind Lu Li, replied.

   "It's not the first disaster, it's a blood curse that originated from a vegetative state."

   "Veterans?"

   "They inhabited around the old Thunderbolt, like a bunch of weird trees, and the seeds would parasitize passers-by—"

   "The curse... diminishes the pain... craving for food, but... every breath... changes like a tree..."

   As if the wind rustled through the woods, Lu Li lowered his eyes and saw Professor Nuno open his eyes. The fibrous eyes were like wooden **** placed in the closet to remove insects.

   "It's a pleasure...the last moment of my life...to see you..."

   The rustling sound was clearer than before, as if they were talking in the maple forest.

  Lu Li thought about the plant plague and sick people he encountered in the Thunder Fort when he was controlled by the séance rope.

  Professor Nuno's eyes rolled numbly, but he couldn't see anything.

"tell me…"

The    voices were lost in the rustling of the wind through the woods.

  Severe wood fibrosis, stiff arms with tentacle-like roots slowly raised, more and more slowly and laboriously—

   The palm that could no longer be raised was grasped by a slender hand.

  chi—

  Invisible blue smoke rises.

   Lu Li frowned and wanted to pull out his hand. But Professor Nuno clenched his palm abruptly.

   This ended Professor Nuno's last vitality, humanity poured into his body, and Lu Li was dragged into Professor Nuno's death retrospective.

  The wind whistled in his ears.

   "The curse... diminishes the pain... craving for food, but... every breath... changes like a tree..."

  Lu Li stood up in silence.

   My self a minute ago stood behind Professor Cesar.

   After a brief conversation, the deteriorating Professor Nuno stretched out his hand like Lu Li.

   At this moment, Lu Li suddenly leaned forward and approached Professor Nuno's head.

   He heard the murmur that was hidden in the wind and could be dispersed with the wind at any time.

   "Do we still have hope..."

  Returning to reality, Lu Li released his woodcarving palm.

  Professor Cesar bowed his head sadly.

   "Bad, you killed this old man!"

   A sharp cry rang out, and the eldest sister, who was hiding on Lu Li's body, climbed up on her shoulders, and slapped him with two small hands.

   "Your Excellency Lu Li will die if you do nothing to Nuno."

  Professor Cesar saw that Lu Li did not resist and thought they were together.

   "I've seen vegetative people! They are alive and well!"

   "Those are people with their bloodline... Ordinary people infected with the curse will eventually die and become a tree that cannot grow." Professor Cesar shook his head gently.

  The woodized Professor Nuno is like a dead tree, they have been dead since the beginning.

   "You guys are a gang!"

   The screaming eldest sister covered her ears, jumped off her shoulders and disappeared.

   "Professor Nuno's increased curse has something to do with other things." Lu Li looked at Professor Cesar.

  Professor Nuno was healthy when they arrived three days ago—except for fainting from agitation.

   "It seems not," said Professor Cesar. "This is the case with many cursed bloodlines. They don't manifest themselves at first, but at some point they suddenly intensify...infection...spread...lesion..."

boom-

The door was pushed open, and Dean Lawrence and Professor Daisy Schmidt arrived belatedly.

   "You are late, Nuno is dead." Professor Cesar turned back and whispered contemptuously, he didn't speak loudly, as if worried about disturbing Professor Nuno who was sleeping forever. "Have you been delayed by the promotion of Your Excellency Lu Li's reputation?"

   "How could it be possible..." Dean Lawrence smiled wryly.

   He didn't argue, letting Professor Cesar vent his emotions.

  The grief of his friend's death made Professor Cesar unintentionally accuse him, and he looked at Lu Li.

   "What to do with the corpse." Lu Li asked.

   "Burn, the flame will purify everything." Professor Cesar said softly, looking at the tree-like figure sleeping peacefully: "Let's leave and leave it to the doctors..."

   Leaving the depressing hospital, Lu Li and the others returned to the University of Appearance.

   Soon after, Lu Li's portrait was sent. Layers of painting add thickness, and the hazy light and shadow paint Lu Li with divine brilliance.

  Lu Li took it away after seeing it, and this oil painting will be placed in the Midnight City Museum.

   After a night of rest, Lu Li woke up early the next morning.

   Ready to go to the giant tree.

   (end of this chapter)