Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 52 Fifty-two. Destroy the ghost, one bullet at a time

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   The muffled sound spread throughout the operating room,

   The meatballs swayed in circles of ripples, surging like ocean waves, and there was a strange color under the portable lamp.

   Lu Li dragged the radiator away, then lifted it up again and smashed it down.

   This scene is neither beautiful nor moves, only violence. The sense of blow formed by the simple and rude smashing and the trembling of the fleshy waves all vent the aesthetics of violence.

  The huge mass of meat began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was being consumed by Lu Li's attack.

The    attack worked.

  bo~

   The eyeball squeezed out of the fat again, making a vague roar.

   "Stop...stop! I'm...ghost!"

   Lu Li's response was to hold up the radiator again with a blank face.

  The shadow around the eyeballs expanded rapidly, a loud muffled sound, and the radiator, along with the eyes and fat, smashed into the ground.

  This blow did huge damage to Roshan, it twitched like a balloon and quickly deflated and contracted. The originally swollen body finally had the outline of a human being. And because of the change in shape, it finally pulled out the legs that were stuck in the hole.

   At this time, there may not be enough time to raise the radiator again. Lu Li took a few steps back, put his palms on his waist, and prepared to use the psychic gun to end the battle.

   Who knew that Roshan suddenly showed a soul that did not conform to the reminder, bounced and rolled like a ball, bypassed Lu Li, and went straight to the iron gate.

   It wants to run away.

  Lu Li was startled for a moment, then he regained his senses. With the oil lamp in his left hand and the radiator in his right hand, he walked out of the operating room with the sound of clattering and sliding, following this fat ghost.

  …

   "Hu...hu...hu..." Richard stumbled and ran into a cross corridor, leaning against the cold wall, gasping for breath.

   After a few breaths, he suddenly held his breath and listened intently. After he didn't hear any abnormal noise, he bent over to support his knees and gasped again.

   da da da da-

   A dull running sound suddenly sounded in the corridor on the left, and gradually approached. Richard raised his head and saw the figure emerging in the darkness with a happy expression: "Come and help me!"

After the    voice fell, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and his expression froze: "Wait, why are you still the same model—"

   At this moment, deep in the corridor where the fat ghost came, the sound of the rubbing of heavy objects suddenly echoed.

what sound?

  Richard was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the fat ghost. The latter swept past him directly, running away as if encountering a natural enemy, as if... escaping.

  Richard suddenly became uneasy in his heart. He forced his knees to stand up and stared nervously into the depths of the passage.

  Wow-Wow-

  The sound of friction continued, gradually approaching. A little light appeared in the darkness ahead. And what appeared with the light was a slender figure dragging some kind of giant.

   stared at the man who was pulling the radiator, and cold sweat emerged from Richard's forehead.

   He forgot to escape for a while.

  The man glanced at him calmly, stopped, and raised the exquisite flintlock gun that looked like a work of art.

boom!

  The deafening gunshots echoed throughout the corridor, and the man in the mask exploded a large cloud of blood on his knees.

   "Tsk."

   Lu Li frowned slightly and tutted softly.

   This shot was originally aimed at the chest.

   Richard, who didn't feel the pain until a few seconds later, groaned, hugged his knees with a ghastly face, and held back his screams.

   He tried to gather up his strength to fight back against Lu Li, but found that Lu Li did not continue to pay attention to him. Instead, he dragged the weapon and continued to chase the fat ghost.

  Richard was stunned for a moment, wondering why Lu Li let him go, until he saw a looming ghost in the hallway following the sound.

   "Damn, I knew there must be something wrong with daring to come here alone! This is the poison that was sent!"

  Richard cursed fiercely and limped to the depths of the corridor, clutching his knees.

  …

   Fat Ghost should have a very big chance of winning.

Under normal circumstances, the person caught by the masked man will be bound to the hospital bed, and can only struggle weakly in fear, screaming and watching the meat mass gushing out in the corner, then cover the hospital bed, and combine the screams with the hospital bed. pack.

   Even if some victims are lucky enough to escape the shackles of the hospital bed, the locked iron gate will make them fall into the abyss of despair.

   Maybe they'll try to resist, but neither a scalpel nor a stick is a ticklish tick to the plump, fat ghost.

   The fat ghost should have been happily given its own container.

   But unfortunately, it was Lu Li who was used as a container.

   A rising star of exorcism who has yet to gain any fame.

   But I think that as more and more ghost monsters are oppressed by Lu Li, his reputation will spread in this industry.

   The premise is that there are surviving ghosts escaping.

   So everything is reversed. The fat ghost that just appeared was hit by a gust of wind and rain. Fortunately, the iron door was open, allowing it to escape from Lu Li's clutches smoothly.

temporary.

  The fat ghost ran into the dead end where Lu Li fell. The only two exits to the ground have been blocked.

   "Richard killed me!" The Fat Ghost said bitterly.

   He speaks very fluently. It seems that as the fat disappears, the brain also becomes better.

  Crash-Crash-

   Lu Li, who was dragging the radiator, walked to it and stood still: "Is this your last word?"

   The fat ghost roared with grief and anger: "You united to kill me! I finally have a chance to be resurrected. Whose idea?!"

  Lu Li picked up the steel pipe and said calmly: "Go on, I want to listen."

   Fat Ghost's narrow eyes filled with hope: "Will you let me go if I tell you?"

  Lu Li nodded thoughtfully: "No."

   Fat Ghost was startled, the contrasting actions and words made him confused for a few seconds, and then it suddenly realized that Lu Li was playing with him, and roared: "Go to hell!!"

   It swayed towards Lu Li, its skin bulging. But it was not like a Roshan like before, but gradually became elliptical like a balloon rushing up.

"go to hell-"

  's muffled voice was full of resentment. It staggered towards Lu Li with a painful expression, and its torso almost swelled to a transparent shape.

  Lu Li took out the folding umbrella at this moment, pulled it out, unfolded in front of him with a bang, and the transparent umbrella body covered most of his body.

  One arm sticks out of the umbrella, and on those slender palms, a flintlock gun that looks like a work of art extends forward.

  Several rune-like roses climbed on the gun body, budding, and one of them has quietly bloomed for a small half. The next moment, the index finger on the trigger tapped lightly.

boom! !

   The muzzle roared like a dragon, black smoke spewed out, and the fat ghost exploded instantly like a punctured pill.

  Wash la la—

   Sticky crumbs splattered all over the walls, floor and ceiling. The impacted umbrella trembled slightly, and liquid-like yellow-white pieces fell from the back of the umbrella.

   The debris that covered the surroundings faded and disappeared over time.

The first rose on the    flintlock spear quietly bloomed.

   (end of this chapter)