What saved Lu Li from the abyss was not Lu Li's wisdom, but the ringing phone.
Old Pick from the laundry called and told Lu Li that he could go over and start a new sanity test.
The location is still a laundry.
There may be investigators present this time. The exorcist world is not friendly to ghosts, so Lu Li left Anna behind and went alone.
Anna asked Lu Li to buy or rent some books, and Lu Li agreed.
Books can comfort the soul. If one day in the future the world becomes difficult to survive, books can come in handy when you are stuck in a cave or island.
Lu Li doesn't have paranoia, but it's always good to be mentally prepared for everything.
There is a bookstore at the end of Sailor Street, and the owner is an old man. As most people think, the bookstore business is deserted. Reading? That is what the rich and noble families do. They just need to ensure that their
It would be great if his children could have a stable job on a big ship like him.
Someone asked the shop owner why he still insists on opening a bookstore when the business is not good. He did not answer "for ideals" or "for art". He simply said: "The house is mine. In addition to myself, it can also hold many things."
, why don’t I fill it with books? If someone is willing to buy it, I can get an extra income, and if no one buys it, I can keep it for myself.”
Lu Li pushed open the wooden door and walked into the bookstore. He walked to the bookshelf as the old man greeted him, and spent a minute selecting three popular novels, which cost him 83 shillings.
Expensive book prices are probably the reason why no one is interested in bookstores.
Like the previous visits, Lu Li took the three books wrapped in brown paper and asked if there were any books on history and geography.
And just like the last few times I came here, there are no longer those books here. The council is extremely strict on these books that record knowledge. No one dares to keep and sell such books. It seems that what is recorded in them is not knowledge, but the ability to summon demons.
Spell.
Perhaps there are no restrictions on investigators.
Lu Li thought, picked up the brown paper and left, heading towards the coastal streets down the mountain.
Half an hour later, Lu Li arrived in front of the old Peak Laundry, which had not yet opened its door. There were more residents waiting in the store than last time, and it looked like a tavern - and it actually sold alcohol.
.
Lu Li stepped into the hustle and bustle of the laundry and walked to the counter. Behind the counter, Old Pique was keeping his head down and taking notes. It wasn't until he felt the surroundings getting darker that he noticed Lu Li standing in front of him.
"Why are you here so slowly?" Old Pique complained, putting away the ledger and walking around the counter, passing through the tables full of people, and leading the way for Lu Li.
It's still the same corner as last time.
"You didn't make an appointment with me."
Lu Li walked behind, looking over Old Pique's shoulder and towards the corner.
A middle-aged man wearing a top hat and a goatee was nodding and smiling.
Apart from the substitutions, this test didn't seem to be any different from the last time.
Lu Li walked to a seat in the corner and sat down. Old Peake sat next to the middle-aged man and introduced Lu Li: "Head of the Belfast Region of the Investigator Organization."
"It's just permanent." The middle-aged man gives people the feeling of a old-fashioned gentleman. He behaves like most people who are named gentlemen, gentle and elegant, with a peaceful expression.
"I'm Michael Tesla, you can call me Mike or Tesla. Old Pick told us about you, and that token. Can you let me see it?"
Lu Li placed three palm-thick books wrapped in brown paper on the table, took out a flashlight and handed it to Tesla.
Tesla took it, skillfully opened the bottom casing of the flashlight with his long fingers, took out a pair of single lenses from his arms and hung it on his left eye. He observed it quietly for a few seconds, put away the single lens, and returned the flashlight to its original shape and handed it to Lu Li.
"What was the name of the person who gave it to you?"
"We have very little communication. I only know that it is wearing a beak mask." Out of some caution, Lu Li did not reveal too much information about the beak mask figure, including its gender.
Tesla rubbed a silver ring on his index finger and said to himself thoughtfully: "Is it her...I heard that she was recently taking the exam as a trainee investigator in Shadow Swamp. Where did you meet her?"
"Um."
Lu Li let go of the wariness and suspicion brewing in his heart.
"Can you tell me something?" Tesla looked very interested. "Investigators usually hide their identity when evaluating trainee investigators. What did you do to make her willing to hand over the flashlight to you?"
This has shown that investigators and night watchmen have completely opposite styles. Most investigators are full of thirst and curiosity for knowledge and information, while the latter will be punched hard by their superiors because of their curiosity, and then stand in the playground and make loud noises.
Read the rules of confidentiality.
Like liberals and conservatives.
What's interesting is that those who fund the investigators are the conservatives in the Council of Elders, while those who fund the Night Watch are the liberals in the Council of Elders.
"Can."
Lu Li nodded and looked at Old Pique.
It's just that ordinary old Pique is not suitable to listen to these things.
"It's okay to hear a few words now and then, right old guy." Tesla smiled and looked at Old Pick.
Old Pique, who had already leaned forward to leave his seat, heard this and sat back in his seat, saying helplessly: "It's like this every time I meet you."
Tesla smiled gently and replied: "Isaac said that knowledge may cause temporary trouble, but the benefits it brings are eternal. These things will be used sooner or later."
In the same way, if you say this sentence to a night watchman, your boss may drag you to the stake.
"Then Mr. Lu Li, please briefly describe your encounter with her." Tesla's gentle voice and smile made this sentence sound like he was asking about the encounter between a young man and woman.
In the next few minutes, Lu Li roughly explained the invitation on the door of the wooden house, how to meet the figure with the beak mask, and gave the invitation to her. She came back with the seeker and handed the flashlight to him.
Tesla patted Old Pick on the shoulder: "Don't worry, my counter didn't ring. This content will not reduce your sanity... But you may not keep thinking about it."
He looked at Lu Li again: "You are very decisive, very lucky, and very bold. You dare to enter the evil god's territory alone, and you actually came back almost safe and sound."
The word "almost" concerned Lu Li, but he cared more about another word: "The territory of the evil god?"
"That's the literal meaning. The evil god can sense all existences in its territory. Let me think about it, there is a saying about Shadow Swamp... Oh, by the way, it is 'The swamp can hear things that do not belong to it'"
Lu Li liked Tesla's personality of answering all questions very much.
The same was true for Tesla. He said apologetically: "Sorry, I can't help but say a lot when I see outstanding young people. Let's talk about this later. Test your sanity first. If the situation is very bad,