Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 418 Three hundred thirty-three. Palm

  The middle-aged woodcutter was walking in the silt that sank into his ankles, dragging the felled logs.

  Log dragged a deep ravine behind the woodcutter.

  Lu Li looked down at his feet, then looked up at the sky.

  The clouds in the sky blocked Lu Li's sight, and he looked back, surrounded by a dark green swamp jungle covered with moss and vines, and the chirping of birds and insects sounded.

   This is probably the first time that Lu Li has seen the vitality of this world with his own eyes.

  The distant woodcutter didn't give Lu Li much time to observe the environment. With a muffled groan, a fall, the scene was broken, and Lu Li's consciousness returned to his body.

   The burning suffocation in the lungs reappeared.

   Luli turned his head slowly in the viscous deep sea, the demise of the human-headed worm attracted the attention of the surrounding black shadows, and slowly approached Luli like a jellyfish.

   One after another, resentful faces gradually emerged around. Lu Li lowered his head to look at the falling abyss, then raised his head again, his eyes fell on the nearest human face bug, and he waved his psychic gun to shoot it.

   All movements under the viscous depths slowed down, except for the hatred above the worm's face.

  The scene suddenly changed, and Lu Li was dragged into the death scene at one point.

  In the dark and damp basement, the candle radiated insignificant light, a figure knelt on the ground, and the long and narrow shadow drawn by the flame kept shaking.

   murmured prayers echoed in the basement, and the air was filled with the rich smell of boiled herbs and the rotten smell that was hard to hide.

  Lu Li slowly moved his position in the basement, and his real body was doing the same thing in the thick deep sea.

   Turning to the side of the figure kneeling on the ground, Lu Li saw his body covered in bloodstained bandages and the object of prayer: the mother of the old swamp.

   The sound of prayers echoing in the basement gradually faded, the figure swayed gently, and after a few seconds, he fell headfirst and could no longer get up.

  The old mother sculpture was filled with a dark red mist, and disappeared in a flash.

   At the same time as he escaped from the death scene, Lu Li coughed out the last bit of air in his lungs.

  The extreme hypoxia began to rob him of consciousness, to rob him of sanity.

  More and more human face bugs approached, bumped into the wielding psychic gun, faded, and died.

  Lu Li appeared in a wooden house, and the indigenous couple surrounded by grass skirts and animal skins were eating.

   His brows furrowed slightly, and he has not yet escaped from suffocation and coma. Only during the death segment could Lu Li remain conscious for a short period of time.

  The influx of human-faced worms will continue to drag him into the death segment, but Lu Li can't find a way to break the game.

  The Swamp Mother has been sealed by the old mother, and Anna remains outside the banyan tree, ignorant of what happened - even if she did, she couldn't do anything.

   The native couple spoke in a voice that Lu Li couldn't understand. It was not an native language, but a common language with a strong accent.

  Luni looked out of the wooden house, the smell of rotten sludge in the air and the vines hanging down in the gloom indicated that this place was still in the swamp.

   He waved his arms slowly. This action looked stupid, but there is a high probability that a human face worm approaching in the viscous deep sea will be hit by a psychic gun, prolonging the time Lu Li maintains the death segment.

   Here is his only chance.

  The next destination will be the abyss that calls Lu Li's name.

   Without wasting time to understand what they said, Lu Li moved towards the door.

   He wanted to confirm again whether the moon he had seen before was real.

   It's just that death didn't wait for Lu Li. There was a noise of overturning of the dining table behind him, and Lu Li was involved in the next death scene in an instant.

   are still natives in the swamp jungle villages. They hunt on the outskirts of the Shadow Swamp, and danger comes quietly.

   Next, death sequences follow one after another, spanning a very long time, from the early swamps where the time cannot be judged, or the townspeople who were killed in the Shadow Town incident just two days ago.

   Witnessing the death scene after scene, the truth seems to be a personal experience, and everything about the mother of the swamp is known to Lu Li.

  Lu Li has seen the moon several times in the death clips, but they are no different from the moon in Lu Li's common sense. He never saw the grotesque and indescribable moon the first time.

The origin of the   Human Face Bug was also fully confirmed by Lu Li.

   They were once followers of the Swamp Mother, or innocents who died because of the Swamp Mother.

   Their souls became part of the old mother's power, bound day and night in the old mother's shell, without rest.

   In front of Lu Li, an old man in an old gray suit carrying a suitcase was walking down the alley back home.

  The alley was dark, with only a hint of light, but the old man just held on to the wall and walked cautiously.

   He died before the Calamity of Night.

   Lu Li, who looked up at the night sky, withdrew his gaze, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

   A human-headed balloon with a weird smile floated over Lu Li's head and flew towards the old man who was touching the wall.

Lu Li stretched his hand forward. His slow movements made it difficult to grab the cervical vertebra that hung down from the balloon, and it was even more difficult to keep up. He could only watch the balloon float to the top of the ignorant old man's head. The cervical vertebra wrapped around his neck and gently lifted it up. ——

  The scene was broken, Lu Li suddenly returned to the thick and deep sea, opened his eyes, and the human-faced bugs floating around came close to Lu Li with strange enthusiasm and coveting.

   Lu Li didn't understand that no human-faced worm approached before, but soon, he would return to the death scene.

   Suddenly, a human-faced worm in front of Lu Li was pushed away, revealing another human-faced worm.

   That's Oliver's face.

   He stared at Lu Li closely, and rammed into the Sequence 1 in Lu Li's hand.

  …

"elder brother……"

  Jojo's voice passed through the hatch and entered his ears with an echo.

  Lu Li was silent, looking at Oliver who looked up at the hatch in disbelief.

   The death scene in front of him announces Oliver's demise.

   "Oliver..."

   Jojo's shout from outside the door sounded again.

   This is how Oliver died.

   The fire and the oil lamp were bright and warm, and when they arrived, the embers had no temperature.

   "I'm here! I'm here!"

   Oliver responded loudly, almost fell into the fire, stumbled up and rushed to the door.

   shouts echoed outside the door, he hurriedly pulled open the wooden chair blocking the door, just as Oliver was about to pull open the hatch, Lu Li raised his arm to block the hatch that was opening.

   But this is just a fragment of death, what Lu Li saw has already been experienced, and he can't change anything.

   Oliver, who couldn't see Lu Li, couldn't open the hatch, and could only call out "I'm here" weakly to the outside. Then, everything ended here, and Lu Li's consciousness returned to his body and fell asleep.

  Asphyxiation made Lu Li unable to keep his reason and thinking, and fell into a coma due to extreme lack of oxygen.

   He didn't get to watch the last scene of Oliver dissipating.

   The black hair and coat fluttered, and the palm of his hand firmly grasped the psychic gun, Lu Li's uncontrollable body sank down into the dark and dark abyss.

   At this time, an invisible thin arm seemed to emerge from the void, gently pressing against the back of Lu Li, who fell into the abyss.

   (end of this chapter)