Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 808 Ninety-nine. Flowing cat

  The light of the oil lamp is cast outside the door, forming a dividing line between light and darkness.

  Lu Li quietly looked at him, his tall and tall figure leaning forward slightly, as if he was about to take a step.

   stumbled and suddenly rushed out of the silhouette, surpassing Lu Li and walking towards the door.

   The one who broke the silence was Lame Byrne. The bark-like old face was filled with piety, and he approached the door step by step.

   Lu Li stretched out his hand and pulled him, calmly said in the name of reason, "It's fog outside."

   "You don't understand anything!"

  The lame Bourne broke free from Lu Li, his aging body suddenly burst out with great strength, throwing off his crutches, as if the most devout and fanatical believers rushed into the fog.

   Stepping across the border between light and darkness, the lame figure of Bourne merged into the dark fog, and even the sound of footsteps disappeared.

  The streets are dead again.

   The black cat was still squatting there, without any fog blocking it.

   murmurs surged in the mist, and seemed to surge beside him.

   Is he a stray cat, or an indescribable thing that lures living beings in a strange mist?

   "Things in the fog heard the communication and deceived you." Evil Fall, who deals with weirdness, said.

   "Businessman." Lu Li whispered.

"I have no idea."

   For weird times, the merchant knows no more than Lu Li.

   "Why didn't it come in." Lu Li stared at the "Flowing Cat", it didn't come in and it didn't disappear.

   "Things in the fog don't like light, and there are ancient marks." Evil Fallen didn't answer shyly at this time.

  The walls of houses are covered with ancient marks, and one or a few of them are lucky.

   In other words, no one lives in a house with a false ancient seal—because no one can be protected there.

   After nightfall, half of the houses in Vigo were not lit.

  Meow~

   After a few minutes of confrontation or waiting for the prey to take the bait, the cat in the fog let out a meow, got up and disappeared into the narrow street intercepted by the door frame.

   Mist re-occupied there.

  Lu Li stepped forward to close the door, but Purseus ran behind the door faster than him, raised his two front paws and pushed the door, making it slowly closed.

  The outside world is blocked by a wooden door, and even the oil lamps in the room seem to be a bit bright.

  Click.

   Lu Li hung up the latch and returned to the middle of the house.

   Lame Byrne's room wasn't good, but just in case, instead of leaving in the weird fog, they chose to stay here for the night.

   As for his dead people, he didn't touch too much. Death is common in weird times, and it happens every second, especially the lame Bourne who rushed out on his own initiative.

   Not even Purse said anything.

   "Can someone in the fog understand our conversation?" Lu Li asked.

   "Why not? They are stronger and smarter than us." The hole in Evil Fallen's face was cracked, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a mouth or a nose.

  Katerina looked at Lu Li: "Did you get what you want?"

"almost."

   "Which is closer to the answer than 'maybe'?" A lot of knowledge could not be learned by Katerina in a few days of aristocratic life.

   "Soon," said the literate Prius.

  The cat of Hillevigg and the cat that flows were confirmed by Lu Li to be the black cat that he and Anna used to have, and when he was still the cat of Hillevigg, there was a faint shadow of Anna behind him.

   But that was twenty-four years ago, and after that, all the rumors about the Sylveg cat and the flowing cat no longer had the breath of Anna, just a story of a cat as a **** in the Sylveg Mountains.

   I just don't know if she really doesn't exist, or if the traces were erased by the followers of the stray cat.

   "Tomorrow go to the Floating Cat Church." Lu Li said.

  Anna's clue is in the stray cat.

   Fortunately, Lame Byrne told Lu Li the address of the church because he liked Lu Li and wanted to bring more believers to the church.

   "You should sleep there." Katarina looked around and turned back to look at the bed in the corner.

"Need not."

  Lu Li pulled out the sofa, took off his long black trench coat and put it on the armrest.

  Katerina didn't say anything, turned and walked to the bed where the clothes were piled up in a mess, and the smell made her hate it.

   A misty silhouette surpassed Katerina and lay on the single bed before her.

   "Shouldn't you keep us safe?" Katarina narrowed her eyes.

   "We're not included in the weird fog." The hole called the mouth on Evil Fallen's face wriggled, and words that people could understand came out. "We can ignore the ancient imprints, and none of us can resist the things that come in from the light."

   "At least pack up."

   Katarina stopped talking nonsense and left the bed and bed that she hated.

   The fire in the fireplace was burning weakly, and there was not much dry wood left beside it.

  Because of what happened before, it is not suitable to go outside for firewood again. The firewood should be saved and used at dawn.

  Katerina moved another sofa, which was very close to the fireplace, and sat in it and felt comfortable.

   "Mr. Lu Li, good night, Miss Catalina, good night, eldest sister, good night, Mr. Evil." Purse curled up at Lu Li's feet.

   "You want to call me eldest sister." The eldest sister in the hood clenched her fists to demonstrate.

  A strange fog surged outside the house, and the looming strange sound never disappeared.

   Except for Katerina, who had trouble sleeping and was writhing in discomfort, other people who were already used to it gradually fell asleep.

  The firewood was used up sooner than expected, and there were still two or three hours before dawn, and the last flame of the fireplace disappeared on the cracked and dim charcoal.

  The water vapor from the coast at the other end of the Hillelvig Mountains makes the small town of Vig no warmer than Wiener Antifreeze, and the humidity exacerbates the cold, which is the coldest and darkest time of the day.

   Feeling cold, they had to wrap their clothes tightly.

  Evil Falls looked comfortable, he didn't hate being dirty, and covered his body with the clothes that belonged to the lame Bourne.

  Puseus has thick hair, only Katarina, who is wearing a hunter's leather armor, asked Lu Li for a spare coat in the suitcase, but Lu Li refused for some reason.

   "She knows she won't let you go." Lu Li said softly with his eyes closed.

"Who?"

   Katarina didn't get an answer, so she could only fold her arms on the sofa in annoyance and wait for the morning.

  The hard night for Katarina finally passed, and the eerie mist receded in the gloom, and they left the house.

  Lu Li first told the local guards the news of Lame Byrne's death—a young man who had no armor and only had a pitchfork in his hand, and then went to the church where the Church of the Floating Cat is located, a two-story building that originally belonged to the mayor of the town.

  The believers held mass in the hall on the first floor early in the morning. They did not object to rejecting foreigners, but it was still difficult for them to communicate with each other.

   "Where can I find him."

   Lu Li asked a believer and got an answer: "The devout will naturally see him."

After    several useless inquiries, Lu Li finally got a piece of news that was quite credible.

  [To this day, the stray cat still often wanders around the old Nice town, unwilling to leave]

   (end of this chapter)