Bizarre Detective Agency

Chapter 401: Three hundred and sixteen. Don't let yourself regret

   Chapter 401 Three hundred sixteen. Don't let yourself regret

   "A human skin."

   Lu Li squatted in front of the table and observed the intact human skins piled up under the table up close.

   In the yellow light of the oil lamp in his hand, the accumulated human skin seemed to come alive, and the horror was weakened by the empty eyes. The human skin was covered with loose clothing, and the dark brown overalls and cyan jacket matched Jojo's description, but he was not Oliver.

   "Did your servant do it?" Lu Li asked the Swamp Mother.

  【Its servant...】Only Lu Li could hear a whisper.

   "Tell me its abilities."

  【Disguised person in leather...close to person...】

   "As for the abilities of its other servants, tell me." Lu Li said, looking back at Jojo, who was slumped at the door: "Oliver may have changed his clothes, or he may have already died in Shadow Town."

   Lu Li's frank narration of what euphemism is.

  Jojo was absent-minded, as if recalling something.

   Lu Li didn't bother her, took out Sequence 1 and touched the human skin. After nothing changed, he retracted his psychic gun, stood up, and checked the wooden house in the whisper of the Swamp Mother.

  【The head...turns the person who looks at it into the same kind...weak...but the cry of death will call for more servants...]

  The walls of the wooden house were covered with withered moss, like dark brown cinders. It's unbelievable that a floor that hasn't been cared for in decades can carry the weight of a human -- but it's at its limit. Walking in the wooden house, you can clearly feel the softness and subsidence of the wooden board, and it seems that it may be stepped out of the hole at any time.

  【Women...appear in crowded places...cut out people's faces...women will become the same kind...】

  Lu Li stopped before the plank under his feet collapsed.

   There was no way to go any further, the floor was getting softer, as disturbing as walking on wet mud.

   He retreated back to the door and his eyes fell on the dining table beside the door.

On the dining table are wooden bowls with an uncomfortable gray-green tentacle-like goo, which is certainly not left over from abandonment, and no matter what is in it, decades are enough to dissipate the contents. do.

  The oil lamp was close, and the corpses of moss and fungi were deposited under a shallow layer of clear water.

  【Monkeys... Servants in human skins... Great hearing... Luring people into traps with words... People who are peeled will become the same kind... 】

   "It can talk?"

  【It will imitate the sound you hear...】

  Lu Li lowered his head and looked under the table.

   There was a big hole in the floor, Lu Li crouched down to observe, and found a small piece of fabric on the edge of the hole.

The   crack was limited, which could barely accommodate the thin body to drill in, but Lu Li put his arm carrying the oil lamp into the breach, and illuminated the mud below, and the smooth mud had no traces.

  【The last bat...the patroller...the fearless reckless man...the most powerful servant...】

   "Where's the eyeball lighthouse on the streets of Shadow Town?"

   The fabric hanging on the edge is only the size of a thumb, and apart from the color, it is impossible to tell where it was scraped from.

  【The part of its body...bewitches its servants...humans...and my servants...】

   "You are being targeted."

  Lu Li stood up and said.

   Qiaoqiao's eyes focused on Lu Li.

   "All its relatives are in the stage of finding and killing conversion, and its servants will become more and more."

   That's why Lu Li and the others who crossed Shadow Town couldn't see the corpse, only blood.

  The corpses here have been converted into servants by the unknown evil god.

   Shadow Town had a population of at least 4,000 or 5,000 at the time of the accident. Even if half of the population was converted into servants, it was a desperate number.

   "Will your servant be transformed into the other's servant?"

【Won't……】

   That's not too bad.

  Lu Li stopped and looked down at a darker wooden board on the table.

   After getting close, there will be an imperceptible smell of kerosene lingering on the tip of the nose.

Before    had evaporated, traces of kerosene appeared not long ago, Lu Li turned to look at the corpse under the dining table, thoughtfully.

   "Has anyone else been here before?" Lu Li asked.

  【Maybe...】

   "Perhaps?"

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  【That person is very powerful...but he went in the opposite direction...he fled to the depths of the swamp...there are me and its servants everywhere...hidden in the ship...]

   "Where did the boat come from?" Lu Li asked.

   The depth of the shadow swamp and the densely crisscrossed dead trees make it difficult to slip into a small wooden boat, let alone a steel steamer, even in the rainy season.

  【Brought by the hurricane...you passed on my invitation to others...the day you escaped back to the swamp road. 】

   Lu Li clearly remembered the hurricane he encountered in the swamp cabin—that was the day when the paradoxical mystery of this world really revealed to him.

   "What happened to those two people later?"

   asked Lu Li.

  The Swamp Mother paused, perhaps thinking about whether to tell Lu Li.

   In the end, it chose to say the same thing to Lu Lizhi as before: [She passed through the forest like smoke... broke into my banquet... rescued the human who was going to be transformed into a family... escaped...]

   But the beak mask figure and the seeker did not appear again after that.

  Lu Li also sold everything that she could sell at home, except for the items in the basement that had to be handed over to the investigator organization, according to the letter she sent.

   After briefly understanding what had happened, Lu Li asked again about the characteristics of the people who escaped into the deep swamp on the ship.

  【His height is the same as you said...the silt on his body makes me unable to see clearly...he has an oil lamp...】

   "Oil Lamp..."

   Whether that person is Oliver or not, he may have been to the abandoned village.

   Lu Li relayed the message whispered by the mother of the swamp to Jojo.

  Jojo never let down her guard against the Swamp Mother.

   Anna too.

   Maybe Lu Li too, but he didn't show it.

   If you understand the behavior of the Swamp Mother from a malicious point of view, they are like approaching the prey of the trap, from Shadow Town to the edge of the swamp, then cut off the retreat into the swamp, and now must enter the depths of the swamp.

   They are stepping into the nets carefully woven by the Swamp Mother.

   And the truth is likely to be like this, because it is an evil god, and she is coveting Lu Li.

  There is still deceit between human beings, not to mention the existence of terrifying and trembling.

   "Enough is enough..."

  Jojo raised her head suddenly and said with red eyes.

   Her voice was trembling.

   "Thank you very much for your hard work for my brother, but...let's stop...don't take any more risks."

   "What if that was Oliver?" Lu Li asked rhetorically, watching Jojo calmly.

   A steady voice sounded in Jojo's ears: "Don't make a choice that you will regret."

   After a short silence, Qiao Qiaodi thanked Lu Li many times.

"……Thank you."

   (end of this chapter)

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