Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 715 Six. The rising tide

   and the most important question - if the ground is not outside the hole.

   Maybe the hole leads to another larger or smaller enclosed underground cave.

  Lu Li walked into the shallows, picked up a stone, stood under the hole, and threw it overhead.

  The stone flew out of the hole with a slight arc, breaking away from the dull light composed of fluorite.

  Lu Li raised his head and listened quietly to the sound above.

Snapped-

   A few seconds later, a faint crisp sound came from outside the hole, and then the stone rolled down from the edge of the hole and hit Lu Li's side, "gudong" splashing water.

The    stones fell naturally and did not touch the top outside the hole, which means that the space inside the hole is higher than the cave.

  There is no echo when the stone falls, maybe the space is wider, or the echo may be lost in the sound of water flowing in the underground cave.

  Luli seemed like a bad neighbor, and then he threw a few stones one after another into the dark and dark hole at the top, making sure there was no echo or weirdness.

   Just how to get up is still a problem.

  Lu Li tried to tie the stone to the vine and threw it into the hole. After several attempts, he failed.

   The stone thrown up was hard to hold, and it was not entangled in anything. Gently dragging the vines twitched and slid down like a snake.

   And the trouble is not only that, Lu Li began to feel cold, and his hands and feet lost temperature.

   He is in dire need of recovery now.

  Crash-Crash-

   Walking back to the shore, Lu Li picked up the wet branches that had been abandoned before and tucked them under his armpits, dried them with body temperature as much as possible, took off the bandages wrapped around the wounds, tied them in the palms of his hands, and started drilling wood to make fire.

  The pain crushed the blisters in the palm, and the bottom of the fast-turning stick began to emit blue smoke, but it continued for a few minutes, and it was still only blue smoke.

   No Mars emerged.

   It's almost impossible to get an open flame out of a wet stick.

   Lighthouses are just light, not real flames. And the real oil lamp has long since disappeared with Friday, which is caught between reality and illusion.

  If he didn't want to die in an underground cave due to loss of temperature, Lu Li could only use the lighthouse to keep warm, or return to the rock formation hole.

  The former burns humanity, while the latter is equivalent to returning to the predicament.

   But that's all for now.

  Lu Li untied the bandage and re-tied it on his chest.

  The vines were tied to the rocks that had been pushed into the shoal earlier. Lu Li wrapped the picked up branches and the things he had brought with his coat, drilled into the pass, and retreated to the hole in the rock formation.

   A minute later, Lu Li took the vines out of the water, and only the fire was burning alone on the isolated island.

  The branches are thrown to dry by the fire, wring out the moisture from the coat, and lay it back in its original position.

   wrapped the vines around his ankles, and Lu Li sat by the fire to keep warm. When his body gradually warmed up, he filled in some wet wood branches to increase the burning time. The tired body curled up on the dry coat and fell asleep.

  …

   "Mr. Exorcist...Mr. Exorcist."

   An anxious voice awakened Lu Li slowly.

  Lu Li opened his black eyes and saw a chubby face squeezed in front of him, with a sigh of relief.

   "Thank goodness you finally woke up!"

  The slightly fat man patted his chest and said in fear, "If I hadn't seen you still breathing, I would have thought you—"

   He didn't say the word death.

"This is where?"

   Lu Li, who had not yet escaped from his chaotic memory, looked around.

   He should be sleeping in an underground rock formation far away from the ground, surrounded by a dark river, but surrounded by an office-like room.

  Flying seagulls swept past the window, and there was a faint noise from the street.

   Such a peaceful scene has not been seen for a long time.

   "My office." The fat man said.

   Lu Li recognized him, Benjamin Allen, the manager of Mrs. Anne's Art Gallery.

   "What happened." Lu Li sat up from the sofa while covering his head, which started to hurt again.

  For some reason, Lu Li's past memories, or future memories, seemed to be smeared with graffiti, gradually blurring and mixing.

   It seems like a dream that disappears after waking up.

   "You promised to exorcise the gallery last night, and when I came this morning, I saw you fighting ghosts downstairs—"

   Benjamin Allen's words made Lu Li suddenly realize something, he stood up and left the office, and stopped walking downstairs calmly.

"go on."

   "Huh? Oh..."

  Benjamin Allen followed up with short legs, and continued speaking breathlessly.

   "Then you succeeded in exorcism and eliminated the ghost, but you passed out."

   Passing the landing, Dracula's oil painting hangs on the wall like a dead thing.

   ignored it, and Lu Li walked right past.

   "So my buddy and I carried you to the office, and it didn't take long for you to wake up—"

   The beautiful sculptures are like exhibits, motionless.

  Lu Li stopped in front of an oil painting in the middle of the gallery.

  The place depicted in the portrait is in the manor, and you can see the dark green and pink flowerbeds on both sides of the path and the mansion as the background.

The    bench is the subject of the oil painting, but there is no figure sitting on it.

   The distorted, dark mottled colors add a loneliness to the painting—but it shouldn’t be.

   "Where's Anna." Lu Li stared blankly at the empty oil painting.

   Benjamin Allen praised: "It was wiped out by you."

   "You said, I killed her?" Lu Li lowered his eyes.

   "Uh... yes..." Benjamin Allen felt that Mr. Exorcist was not in the right state.

   This is true, because Lu Li's vaguely mixed memories are being erased.

  Underground rock formations, Ana attack, Ana's promotion to evil spirits, Seance rope ceremony, Destruction of Ellen's castle, Richard taking the body of the old man, Mother of the Swamp, getting to know Ana...

  The memory is erased layer by layer, and the story begins again with another beginning—

  Crash-Crash-

   Benjamin Allen was saying something, but his voice suddenly changed to a tidal stream of water.

  Lu Li woke up from his sleep.

  The clear sound of water washes in the ear. They were louder than before, rushing through.

   The side of the isolated island has shrunk a lot due to the turbulent water.

  Lu Li wiped away the water stains on his face, picked up the branches and filled them in the weak fire.

   The undercurrent has become turbulent, maybe something is happening in the upper cave.

   untied the ankle vines, took the lighthouse with Lu Li, jumped into the icy river again, and returned to the cave along the upstream.

   climbed out of the pass and stood up, the shoal that was originally calf-deep submerged his knees, and the fountain in the pool was boiling violently.

   Tides?

  The water came to the submerged shore—the vines on the rock wall were only two meters above the ground.

   This means the height the tide will reach.

   But this kind of accident is not enough for Lu Li to touch the top of the cave, unless—

   Hanging the lighthouse around his waist, Lu Li moved the rocks in the cave, and blocked the pass with stones before the tide rose completely.

  The exit was blocked by stones, and the water level in the cave rose faster than expected.

  Lu Li climbs the edge of the vines, letting the upper body pay the water.

   After half an hour, the top of the cave became within reach, and the stars embedded on it were clearly visible: irregular luminous fluorite.

  Lu Li grabbed the edge of the hole with his raised hands, pulled his body out of the deep water, and climbed out of the hole.

   (end of this chapter)