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12. Crisis lifted

Lu Li didn't know much about ghosts.

One of the only points was what Hades said: ghosts rely on human fear and other negative emotions to become stronger - at least this is the characteristic of the ghost that entangled Lu Li.

This is why the ghost used various methods to scare Lu Li yesterday.

Those methods could not scare Lu Li, and the ghost did not get any negative emotions from Lu Li, so it is likely to appear again tonight and try to scare Lu Li again.

And this was the time for Lu Li to take action.

This ghost is not strong, and it may not even be able to directly hurt Lu Li, but if it wants to escape, Lu Li will not be able to track it, which means that Lu Li will probably only have one chance. If it misses, the ghost will most likely escape.

Although Lu Li will no longer face the ghost's entanglement after it escapes, it is definitely best to eliminate the hidden dangers.

Near six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky gradually darkened, and the entire harbor area began to light up. The light of oil lamps lit up in the quiet detective agency, dispersing the surrounding darkness.

Lu Li was sitting in the chair, fully dressed. The candlelight on the table made his shadow look huge, covering the entire wall behind him.

He quietly waited for the ghost to appear.

Tick ​​tock—tick tock—tick tock—

In the silence, all sounds were amplified, and time passed by minute by second.

Wow——

At a certain moment, the sudden sound of water rushing came from the kitchen.

Lu Li waited behind the desk for a while, but the sound of water never subsided. He finally made a move, got up and walked to the kitchen.

The rushing water squeezed out of the faucet, splashed into the sink, and was flushed into the sewer.

The water meter on the water pipe rotates at a rate of one revolution every five seconds, with one revolution representing 1 shilling.

A terrifying scene in every sense of the word.

Lu Li raised his hand to turn the faucet, but it was of no use, so he turned to close the pipe valve. This time it worked. The water flow weakened until it stopped, leaving only some accumulated water dripping down.

Lu Li turned the faucet again, and this time he successfully tightened the faucet.

After settling everything, Lu Li raised his eyes and his pupils shrank slightly.

The mirror above the sink reflected a pale, unfamiliar face.

Lu Li remained motionless, staring calmly at the figure in the mirror. After a few seconds, he frowned slightly.

It wasn't because of new changes in the mirror, but because Lu Li thought of a possibility.

If I act too calm, I may make the ghost who secretly scares me not dare to show up.

In this case...

"Ah, who are you? It's so scary. I'm almost scared to death."

Lu Li said in a steady voice that was almost narrating, with no fluctuation in his tone and no unnecessary expression on his face.

After waiting quietly for a few seconds, there was no movement in the figure in the mirror.

Lu Li stopped talking and gave up this useless and lame behavior.

But at this moment, a penetrating sneer suddenly appeared on the face in the mirror, his head tilted back, and he hit the mirror, as if he was about to rush out of it!

boom!

The mirror was torn into pieces, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading across the entire mirror.

The image in the mirror became mottled, reflecting a broken and slender figure. The broken mirror returned to its original shape.

Lu Li raised his hand to touch the mirror and rubbed it. When he took it away, a little drop of blood appeared on his fingertips.

Is the crack real? Can this ghost affect things in reality?

After looking around the kitchen and finding no trace of the ghost, Lu Li returned to the living room.

Knock knock knock——

A knock on the door echoed in the quiet living room.

Lu Li looked outside the door. There was no light in the corridor behind the crack in the door.

No one would stay away from a lighted place at night.

Bang bang bang——

The knock on the door rang again, a little more urgent than last time.

Lu Li changed his original direction and approached the door.

Thump thump thump——

The door kept shaking, dust fell, and the loud noise should have been transmitted to the neighbors, but no one chose to come out to check.

Lu Li had quietly approached the door, silently recording the frequency of each knock, and when the next knock was about to occur, he suddenly opened the door.

boom--

The voice that just came to mind suddenly stopped as Lu left the door.

The sound of knocking on the door echoed throughout the corridor, but there was no one behind the door that was obscured by Lu Li's shadow.

Generally similar to the plot, the protagonist who opens the door will see nothing outside the door, will close the door in confusion, and then appear behind him the moment the protagonist turns around.

Lu Li closed the door and looked back as if waiting for something -

There is nothing behind me.

This ghost didn't play its cards according to common sense.

The flames in the windshield rose sharply. Lu Li returned to his desk and sat down. The time on the clock showed that it was now 9 pm.

Over the next period of time, the detective agency went quiet, and the ghosts that could not be observed were hiding in the dark, waiting for opportunities, gathering strength and preparing to make a comeback.

The figure in the seat remained motionless, his eyes slightly lowered, and the occasional dancing flames made his shadow sway slightly.

Time passed minute by minute.

An unexpected scene occurred. The music box placed in the corner of the desk suddenly shot out, hit the wall, and shattered into pieces.

Lu Li raised his eyes, as dark as the night.

This music box that flew out and broke into pieces was not very expensive, but he liked it very much.

Lu Li's cold voice sounded in the room: "If you only know these tricks, get out of here as soon as possible. They will have no effect on me."

Perhaps it couldn't bear it any longer, or perhaps the rude remarks angered it. Following Lu Li's words, an illusory outline slowly appeared in front of the table.

The translucent figure floated in the air, with hair covering half of his face, and one of his exposed eyes stared at Lu Li coldly.

The ghost appears.

Lu Li no longer hesitated, reached into his arms, picked up the holster and pulled out the flintlock gun.

The moment the flintlock gun was removed from the holster, the feeling blocked by the spell spread throughout the body along the clenched palms.

The detective agency suddenly became lively.

In the bedroom, behind the kitchen, in front of the dining table, under the sofa, and on the ceiling, there are beings crowded everywhere, snooping in with malicious intent.

His cold and malicious gaze fell on Lu Li.

The ghost's tone was gloomy: "You know, everyone who has seen me will eventually--"

Pressing the hammer with his thumb, Lu Li suddenly raised his arm and aimed the flintlock gun in his hand at the ghost's head.

"——Go, good luck..."

The ghost stumbled and raised his hands.

"...?"

Lu Li couldn't help but hesitate and did not pull the trigger immediately.

Common sense told him that ghosts shouldn't be like this.

At this time, the ghost suddenly moved. It avoided the gunshot, but did not rush towards Lu Li. Instead, it turned into a ball of white light and crashed into the wall before disappearing.

Lu Li did not immediately put away his flintlock gun, but looked around cautiously.

The ghost was no longer around, and as the contact time between Lu Li and the psychic gun increased, more cold malice fell on Lu Li.

Lu Li no longer hesitated and put the flintlock gun in his holster. All the feeling of gaze disappeared instantly, leaving only the remaining negative emotions lingering in his heart.

Put the holster back into your pocket.

It shouldn't have the guts to come again.


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