Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 883 One hundred and seventy-four. Strange stranger

   "They're here again... Hide in the room and don't make a sound."

   The old man lowered his voice and ordered, clumsily and slowly back downstairs, and opened the wooden door that had fallen into silence.

  Lu Li stepped back silently, and through the gap between the floors, he vaguely observed the hem of the black robe in front of the door.

   Intermittent weak voices came from downstairs.

   "Yes...that's a young outsider...who knows..."

   There was a sticky, damp, long whisper outside the door.

  The old man with a low body: "I will convey it to the outsider."

   The hem of the black robe left the door, the old man sighed, and seemed to be relieved, and closed the wooden door.

   "Did you come to see me?"

   A calm voice suddenly sounded behind him.

  The old man turned to look at the outsider standing on the steps.

   "Yes... your presence was seen by many townspeople, who told the order."

   "Dagon Secret Sect?"

  Lu Li said the name of the only church he saw after stepping into the town.

  Scars gushed out from every part of the room, the floor under his feet suddenly became wet and sticky, the scenery outside the window was replaced by the deep and surging sea water, Lu Li could gradually feel that his body became clammy and cold, and something was growing on his scalp.

Snapped--

The sound of    the broken vase suddenly sounded, awakening Lu Li who fell into the abyss.

  The sound came from behind the half-closed door of the old man's bedroom, and a vase was torn apart and scattered on the floor.

   The room that poured into the sea returned to the dry and permeating smell of an old man, and a white arm retracted behind the door.

The old man didn't seem to hear the smashing of the vase, and stared at Lu Li who read the name in surprise: "Are you a returnee? No... returnees will not be so ignorant... You are like the first young noble to walk out of the manor, Be naive about the outside world."

   There is no compliment in this description, it is more like saying that Lu Li knows nothing.

  Lu Li really lacks common sense about weird times - looking for Anna gives him no time to deeply understand the world.

  Returner?

   Lu Li temporarily ignored the wet greasy spread above his head, the meaning of this word made Lu Li think of Katerina.

   "Is there anyone else here?" Lu Li suddenly raised an irrelevant question.

"Only myself."

  Lu Li didn't ask any more, because he saw the torn vase behind the bedroom door was lying on the table intact.

   "What do you mean by returnee?"

   "I won't tell you, don't mention them if you still want to go out."

"why."

  The old man did not say "Ignorance is also lucky" or "Knowing it is not a good thing", but simply and firmly said: "I still want to stay in this town."

   This dispelled Lu Li's idea of ​​asking for information from him.

   "So can anyone else tell me?"

  The old man was puzzled: "Child, why do you need to know this...Why are you here? What are you looking for?"

   "It was me who asked the question."

  The old man doesn't have the typical "Insmouth look", but that still doesn't mean he is credible.

  It is almost impossible to live in this small town without being related to the "Dagon Secret Sect" that rules here.

   "Okay...I can tell you where to go to get what you want. Can you answer me now?"

"Where."

   "...the locals won't tell you anything. Go find Zadok Allen, he's like me, you know what I mean."

   After a brief silence, the old man took the initiative to tell Lu Li the answer. It wasn't very safe outside, and everyone had to be on guard for each other—he could imagine.

   "The spirits can pry his mouth open. This kind of wine is only sold by the locals, they won't sell you, and I happen to have a bottle."

"How much?"

   "Free gift, outsider, can you answer my question now?" The old man only hoped that the man from outside in front of him would not be distrustful.

   Although there are still many old people's untrustworthy doubts, his credibility is higher--

  The thinking of the believers is usually disorganized, incoherent and meticulous, at least every believer that Lu Li comes into contact with is not as clear as the old man.

   "I'm an exorcist."

   "The exorcist? As far as I know this group of things... they were all dead before they showed up."

  The old man couldn't help shouting, startled by Lu Li's identity, and even looked towards the door, worried that the light outside the gap of the door panel would be blocked by some kind of skin-like material cloak.

   "I'm still alive for some reason..."

   "So you came here to..."

  The old man didn't dare to say the following words, but Lu Li could guess.

   "I'm here to find someone. Her name is Katarina, and she was brought here by...believers."

   "I don't know, you are the only outsider recently." The old man replied.

   "Did anyone else come in before?"

   "Yes, the blood of those locals outside... I won't tell you." The old man who almost leaked his mouth shut up quickly.

   "Then do you know where those who are brought here by the believers will be locked up."

   "I won't say..." The old man shook his head slowly.

   "Where is Zadok Allen."

   Determined that the old man could not reveal anything, Lu Li was going to find other clues.

   "Around the northernmost slum in town, you can find him at the nearby fire station at this time, he's always hanging around there."

  The old man walked behind the counter and raised his hand tremblingly to get the wine bottle on the shelf.

  Lu Li lowered his head at this moment and reached out to touch his scalp.

  Smooth, wet and cold scales spread to the touch, and it almost occupied the top of his head like a Mediterranean Sea. When Lu Li retracted his palm, black hair that fell out was stuck between the palms and fingers.

  The old man's reminder was a little late, Lu Li had already spied on the port square and paid the price for his carelessness about the weird times.

   Just like Katerina, Midnight City, Giant Tree Academy, Venus Freeze, Mayor Mateus, Bishop Jon, everyone said. Humans are incredibly fragile, like freshly baked bread... consumables, short shelf lives, and food.

   "Boogie spirits...tastes almost as bad as alcohol but what luxury is there for an alcoholic?"

   The old man who finally took off the bottle put it on the counter.

   "Well...I want to ask one more question, how is the situation outside - no, when I didn't say anything."

  The old man showed the same ostrich mentality as Hades.

   This is understandable.

   They don't know what's going on outside, and they're worried that they won't be able to suppress the urge to go out.

  Choices are always difficult, and when there is only one way, people tend not to fight, whether the outcome is good or bad.

   "Very bad."

   Lu Li, who lowered his black eyes, whispered.

   "Thank you for saying that." The old man was indeed relieved.

   "Is there a hat here?" Lu Li calmly raised his face.

   "Hat? I'm looking for..."

  The old man walked into the bedroom and quickly came out with a black top hat.

   "It's clean, I haven't used it in a long time."

   After Lu Li took it and put it on his head, the old man couldn't help but praise: "You are more like an exorcist than I thought. It is also free, but be careful not to let the wind blow away your hat."

   Lu Li nodded, walked towards the door, and reached out to hold the doorknob.

   (end of this chapter)