Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 637 Two hundred and fourteen. The safest place

"what……"

   Jimmy, who was standing at the door, exhaled. The chill on the top of the dark cliff made him shrink his neck, and he didn't want to go back to the wooden house and close the wooden door.

   "I'm going to get sick... I'm going to get sick..." He wrapped himself in the quilt and huddled by the fire, rubbing his almost frozen nose.

   "You're weird." Remy, who was reading by the window, said helplessly. Weird and afraid of the cold sounded like a cold joke.

   "Weird can't be as cold as your brother," Jimmy said, shaking. Even though he knew he wasn't human, of course, Jimmy liked to brag about it, just like anyone who likes to brag.

   "Then you continue to cook by the fire, I'm going to find Adam Fuya."

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   "Don't open the door—" Jimmy yelled. He said that it was a step too late, his sister had already opened the wooden door, cold air came in, and the flames in the furnace shook, causing the shadow of Jimmy cast on the wall to sway.

   Remi, who deliberately opened the door, let out a brisk laugh, then closed the door and left, leaving only her brother, who was trembling beside the restored fire.

  Not far from the door of the wooden house, Remi knocked on the door: "Ms. Adam Fuya, are you awake?"

  Kacha——

  The wooden door that had absorbed the water vapor blew the floor and opened, and the sea breeze on the top of the cliff could not dispel the smell of the wood dampness in the room.

   There is also a stove in Adamuya's house. Of course she didn't need a fire, the stove was just to keep the cabin dry.

   Although the wet hut will not cause any trouble for ghosts, such as sickness or discomfort, it seems to be a lot more comfortable.

   "Just call me Adang Fuya." Adang Fuya waited until Remy came in and pushed the wooden door. "I'm well rested, and the stove still gives me peace of mind even though I'm no longer human."

   They talked in a low voice for a while, and when it was no longer dark outside and the thick fog dissipated, they went to the cave together.

   Adang Fuya did not forget to add wood before she left, so that the stove would not go out due to unattended for a long time.

  Wood is worthless, it's everywhere. What was missing was a working match and lighter.

  The former can be found occasionally in the ruins, although it takes luck, but a box can be used for a long time. The latter have to be found in dining rooms or noble kitchens, and what they find is usually broken and unusable.

  Ana has only found one igniter and an oil lamp with its own igniter in her collection these days.

   Of course, there must be matches for sale at the merchants.

"Good morning."

   Greeting Lu Lianna, they lit the oil lamp and placed it on the newly made wooden table, took out the books with bookmarks in the bookshelf and returned to the wooden table to read quietly.

   Jimmy also came to the cave after a while, and he was illiterate and played with the children.

   Usually they don't gather here, or gather so early.

  Today is Monday, the day the new issue of Investigator Weekly was delivered.

   As the food cooked in front of the fireplace overflowed with aroma, the light outside the cave was blocked by a figure.

  The merchants went into the cave and brought new newspapers from the Investigator Weekly and other newspapers, as well as a fixed salary every Monday.

  Lu Li picked up a piece of rough paper and a pen and gave it to the merchant, with the names of canned food, kerosene, coal, matches, jerky and other daily necessities written on it.

   "Write their prices." Lu Li said.

   After the merchant picked up a pen that was much smaller than his palm and wrote the price, Lu Li said that he did not need to trade for the time being and watched the merchant leave.

  The price of the merchant allows the residents on the top of the cliff who are blocked from the news to intuitively understand the outside world.

   And it's free.

  Why would a merchant charge a fee for asking the price?

  The new issue of the Investigator Weekly only mentions the third scourge of the Badlands once. While grief is not far from them, standing still when everything is deteriorating will only make the road ahead more difficult.

   They predict that the "Silent Hours" will gradually cover the human world within a month. The closest to it is Frontier Reef in the Lennon Islands, expected in five days. Then there are the guest islands of the main family mainland, inland.

  The Allen Peninsula is in front and is expected to arrive in ten days.

  This message was published in four ordinary newspapers. In the past few days, they have been repeatedly mentioning the "Silent Time" related information, so after the news appeared, it did not cause much public disturbance.

   In addition, the "Investigator Weekly" recommends that people go to the coast or towns close enough to the river to settle and take refuge. Although coastal towns are more vulnerable to the presence of the eerie mist, they are not bothered by food.

   A city with a population of 10,000 consumes a lot of food, and it is almost impossible for humans who have lost crops to obtain enough food in the interior.

The Ellen Peninsula Inquiry also published the content, but in a way of showing off: Shymfast is close enough to the sea and far enough away that it will not be attacked by the deep sea and fog because it is too close. Don't get bogged down by lack of food being too far away. They lavishly praised the visionary actions of the lord and the council to build the port, and the nobles who invested.

   This convinced the hesitant to stay, and they even felt that Shymfast was on a par with the far-flung Lennon Islands.

The   Lennon Islands are still celebrating their safety. Words like "sanctuary of the gods", "chosen place", "the queen guards us" are cheaply spilled. Even some voices of concern were drowned out in praise.

   People’s concerns are not without purpose, but they are worthless. Whether or not the Lennon Islands are involved in a spooky conspiracy, it's the safest place to be right now.

  When the towns of the Dependent Lands and the Badlands are busy accepting refugees, expanding cities, erecting walls, and stockpiling supplies, the Lennon Islands are no different than usual.

  In addition to the fact that the people there are really tired of repeated fish meat, even the poorest people can pick up shells and dead fish that wash up on the shore and barely get enough.

   It is said that shipping companies have re-sold tickets to the Lennon Islands. To avoid danger, they do not venture into the deep sea, but use medium-sized sailboats to travel along the coastline. Tickets are high, but they still sell out quickly.

  If the first sailboat arrives in the Lennon Islands successfully, people will be more eager to grab tickets, and other shipping companies will also take action.

  Trade and capital exist at all times.

   As hunting time is approaching, Remy asks Ana to bring some tarpaulins. It would be better if you can find tiles.

   "I want to go to the beach again." Anna put away the holster that Lu Li handed over.

  Lu Li raised his eyes to look at her, he knew which beach Anna was referring to, the ghost prison.

   "Belfast is too close to us, almost in front of our house. We have to know the situation there." Anna answered Lu Li's gaze.

  Lu Li thought silently for a moment, then agreed to Anna's proposal.

"be careful."

   (end of this chapter)