Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 451 Twenty-eight. One-half tentacles

  The Coastal Town Police Station is on the other side of Haifeng Street, and they passed there when they came.

  The carriage stopped by the police station, and Lu Li and the invisible Anna walked into the police station.

  In the afternoon, the police station was filled with a lazy atmosphere, and there were only a few police officers in the office area.

  Lu Li walked to the reception police officer who was having lunch and showed his badge: "Investigator, I want to know about the death case two days ago."

   "Cough... of course... of course. Racha! The investigator is here, you have a job to do!"

boom--

The    voice fell, the door of the reference room in the corner was suddenly slammed open, and a sloppy figure holding a pile of paper materials walked out of the reference room.

   He took too many things, crashed into the door and failed to control his balance. As a result, the documents above his head fell straight forward and crashed on the nearest desk.

   "It's better to sit in the seat closest to the reference room, right?" A colleague who was at work teased him.

  The stubborn Richa sighed with his arms on his hips, turning his head towards the door of the police station, ignoring the mess of the table and the floor.

   "This is the exorcist sent from above, and I want to know about it." The reception police officer introduced Richa.

   "I'm investigating privately, the exorcist hasn't arrived yet." Lu left the exit and observed Racha. Such raunchy people are usually bigots or workaholics.

   In other words, they are the kind of guys who have the skills.

"It doesn't matter, just say it again." Richa said indifferently, calming his breath and said: "The postman case is handled by me and another guy... Before it turns into trouble. Do you want to read the diary first? ?"

   "Ms. Merlin said that the diary is the source of pollution." Lu Li said calmly.

   "Of course, but you are an exorcist, so there should be a way not to be affected, right?" Richa said. "Or I could tell you what was written on it, but that might ignore the diary's hidden messages."

   "You know the content?"

   "Only people who read diaries go mad, and we lost one of the best cops in the seaside town for that. But before that he told me what was written on it, and I wasn't mad."

   "I can read that diary."

   Anna's voice sounded in the void. As a ghost, she is innately immune to the presence of pollution sources.

   The reception policeman's expression became terrified, and Richa took a step back quietly.

   "Where is the diary?" Lu Li asked calmly, looking at Recha who was backing away.

  Richa calmed himself down, but he still walked around Lu Li, went to the door and took a random oil lamp from a row of oil lamps, turned around and said, "Come with me."

  Lu Li followed Richa out of the police station and was led by him to the depths of the town.

   "Is the diary not at the police station?" Lu Li asked.

   "The sheriff of the police station and some people agreed that that kind of evil thing will bring bad luck even if you don't look at it, so it was put in an abandoned house." Richa said with contempt for his colleagues.

   "I hope it's still there and hasn't been stolen." Lu Li said.

   "Don't worry, no one will go to an abandoned house with nothing to steal a useless diary." Richa replied.

   Lu Li's worry was unnecessary. When the dilapidated abandoned house appeared in his field of vision, he noticed that the blood-colored tentacles hanging from the clouds fell there.

  Richa kicked open the wooden door, moved out of the way, handed the oil lamp to Lu Li and pouted: "It's on the table."

   "You stay outside, I'll go in by myself."

   Anna in the void said, taking the oil lamp from Lu Li's hand.

  Rui looked at the oil lamp floating in the air and moved to the edge again.

   "The tentacles fell on the diary, keep your distance." Lu Li reminded.

  In the quiet darkness of floating dust, slender blood-colored threads fell into the diary on the dining table.

"Um."

  The oil lamp floated into the house and landed next to the diary.

  Whoa——

   That ordinary diary opened its title page as if being blown by the wind.

  【The cigarette in his hand is smiling at me. It rained again, and the sound of rain was louder than yesterday. They were floating out the window, asking me to go out and play. I drew the curtains, it was a trap. The claws at the bottom of the bed stretched out again, I set the hunter on fire, he was smiling happily, the room was bright, and the claws were retracted again. Fire is important, no light is dangerous. Light is bright and darkness is black. The shadow was running around, I harpooned it, and it was honest. The bed was dozing, I was sleepy, so was the hunter. I climbed into the bed and the bed pushed me down. The sweater was snooping in the closet, it was knitting again, I couldn't fit it, it was for other sweaters. There was a knock on the door and the alarm clock came back. I let it go quickly, otherwise it won't dawn, it wants my eyes, I give it, he is lying to me. It didn't go, it was always dark. It hid from me to find it. 】

The    diary is a large mess of scribbled content, without punctuation, full of typos and grammatical errors, all the words are intertwined and overlapped like mating snakes, as if the content imagined by a madman has been embodied in ready-made words.

   Anna, who kept her distance from the diary, struggled to read and write down the contents, closed the diary, put on the oil lamp and returned to the outside of the wooden house.

  As Anna moved away from the diary, Lu Li's palm retracted from the holster.

   "What's written on it?" Lu Li asked.

"The distorted text has polluted the consciousness. The first sentence is 'the cigarette in his hand is smiling at me'" Anna tentatively said the first sentence in the diary, and after confirming that Lu Li was not affected, she told him all the tongue-in-cheek content. .

   "I thought it was a madman's ravings at first, until I put these contents into the murder scene." Richa interjected that he had begun to adapt to Anna's existence.

   "Other than that, what else makes you feel wrong?" Lu Li asked for other details.

   Anna, who would not be seen by Lu Li, frowned and said, "The words are disgusting, they make me feel like words smeared with flesh and blood."

   "Go to the next spot where the **** tentacles will drop first." Lu Li nodded and looked at Richa: "Please take us to the scene of the murder and tell us the story of the case."

  No surprise, they should be in the same place.

   By then, the broken message should be able to be pieced together into a complete message.

  Richa closed the door again and waved his hand: "Talk while walking."

After   , he took Lu Li and the invisible Ana to the coastline.

   A few minutes later, Richa stopped on the street steps, took off his leather shoes and ripped socks, and walked barefoot into the soft, damp sand.

   He tilted his head and glanced at Lu Li's rain boots, without saying anything, he walked along the coast to the mountains to the north.

   A relatively long journey, almost leaving the confines of the coastal town. Lu Li looked into the distance, and at the end of the light brown beach, a black spot appeared on the beach.

   Together with the blood-colored tentacles hanging from the clouds.

   (end of this chapter)