When the hour hand on the alarm clock approached the number 4, the carriage arrived in Belfast.
As a commercial city built on the mountain, Belfast looks more lively and prosperous.
Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see row upon row of houses extending towards the coast and into the distance, and you can overlook the entire city at a glance.
A few minutes before four o'clock in the afternoon, the carriage returned to the outside of the detective agency's longhouse.
It would take at least two hours to get to the elm forest on the outskirts of the city, and it was already too late today.
After putting the things back at the detective agency, Lu Li and Anna returned the carriage to the rental agency and took out the deposit.
On the way back, he passed by the market. Just like the previous two times, Lu Li bought two kinds of ingredients, one for dinner and the other for Anna to try.
After returning to the detective agency, Anna's mood recovered a little, and she returned to her previous girlish character, carrying food and going into the kitchen to get busy.
Lu Li lit the oil lamp on the dining table and put the glass cover on it.
Gently flicking out the match, a line of green smoke rose and dissipated, and Lu Li's eyes fell on the sculpture next to the door.
The sculpture is still the same as when they left it yesterday, it has not moved.
Next time the merchant arrives, you can ask him if he knows the identity of the sculpture.
After returning to the desk and sitting down, Lu Li put the 5,000 shillings given by Aunt Mary and the 500 shillings sandwiched in the pages of the book into the deepest part of the drawer. When the [Cry for Help in the Alley] incident was verified, Lu Li could almost buy the second block of deep sea.
Stone.
After doing this, Anna suddenly walked out of the kitchen, pursed her lips and walked to the desk, staring at Lu Li.
There is no fire in the kitchen yet.
"I remembered that we have one more thing to do," Anna said.
"What's up."
"One thing to get some money for."
…
Twenty minutes later.
Lu Li and the hidden Anna stood in front of Madam An Lei Art Gallery.
But now the word "original" should be added here: the original Mrs. An Lei Art Gallery.
The signboard of Mrs. Anlei Art Gallery has been removed, and the new owner who rented the shop is instructing workers to sweep the messy floor in the gallery.
"Eh——"
Lu Li's ears heard Anna's unexpected sound of venting her anger.
Lu Li was well prepared. After all, Benjamin had revealed before that the gallery was not operating well and had no customers. This guy thought that after solving the ghost problem, there would be more customers, but who would have thought that there would be no customers at all.
The outcry next to her stopped, and Anna said angrily: "Go and ask where that guy has moved."
"Forget it." Thinking about what Anna was planning to do, Lu Li shook his head and said, "Maybe he doesn't have much money."
"Okay..." Anna was a little discouraged, and suddenly she made a soft sound as if she had discovered something: "Lu Lili, I feel the aura of a ghost nearby..."
"Don't worry about it." Lu Li was about to leave, but it was getting dark.
"That aura is very weak."
Lu Li paused as he stepped forward: "Where is it?"
…
The alley behind the original Mrs. Anlei Art Gallery.
In the deserted alley, next to the piles of trash cans, a white cloth covered something.
Lu Li stopped in front of the trash can. With a thought from Anna, the white mist was lifted, revealing a seemingly expensive oil painting.
The sideways figure wearing gorgeous clothes in the oil painting suddenly turned to Lu Li, and his face, which was smeared with makeup like a woman's, grinned ferociously: "Young **... I haven't entered the room for a long time -"
"It's Dracula."
A voice came from the space next to Lu Li. Anna recognized the name of the oil painting and told Lu Li that the ghost's aura was on it.
Perhaps like Anna, Count Dracula is also a ghost living in the oil painting.
"Who's there!?"
Dracula suddenly shouted. In the painting, he looked around Lu Li warily. But except for the guy holding an umbrella in front of him, there was no one else around.
"I'm here." Anna took the initiative to appear and float next to Lu Li - the ground was covered in mud, and she didn't want to step on it even without actual contact.
"Anna..." Dracula's eyes flickered, feeling that the name was somewhat familiar. His gaze fell on Lu Li and suddenly solidified: "Wait a minute, I recognize you. You are the one who killed the pregnant ghost.
Guy!"
"Correction, it's a relief."
Lu Li didn't want to sound like a jerk.
Dracula snorted coldly, looking back and forth between Lu Li and Anna with alert and suspicious eyes: "What's the matter with you being here?"
"We should ask you this kind of question. Haven't you discovered where this is?" Anna couldn't help but say.
Dracula was startled, looked around the surroundings again, his face suddenly turned ugly, he pinched his nose and cursed loudly: "Damn it! What's going on... why am I next to the trash can!"
"It seems that Benjamin didn't take it with him to move away." Ana analyzed, thought for a while, and added: "He still threw it out secretly."
Her mutterings echoed through the empty alley, and as expected, reached Dracula's ears.
There was a coldness in Dracula's eyes, and an uncomfortable aura emanated from the oil painting. It whispered: "Two weak reptiles, the great Count Dracula——"
Anna also let out a hint of breath, and her tone turned cold: "Who are you talking to?"
Dracula trembled in the chill that penetrated into his bones and stopped talking.
"Apologise to Lu Li." Anna planned to let it go.
"Yes... I'm sorry, Sir Lu Li..." Dracula admitted his mistake sincerely and with great flexibility.
The coldness on Anna's face dissipated, she put away her breath and asked Lu Li softly: "What should we do next? Sacrifice it to the psychic gun?"
Dracula didn't know when the psychic gun was, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the word "sacrifice". It trembled and hurriedly shouted: "Please wait a moment! Dear Madam, you can't treat me like this!"
"Why?" Lu Li asked.
Dracula opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.
He has never communicated with humans and doesn't know how to communicate.
"Change the question." Anna raised her chin, snorted and said, "What are you good for?"
The ghost, who had the image of a majestic middle-aged man, hesitated: "It seems to be of no use..."
"Have you ever hurt anyone?" Lu Li suddenly asked.
Upon hearing this, Dracula's face turned ferocious again, and he whispered with a ferocious smile: "Of course, I am the great Count Dracula, no one can...except for your two Excellencies, no one can -"
Lu Li didn't intend to hear what he had to say. He turned his head and said to Anna, "Then take him back."
He knew what to do with the ghost in the painting.
"Um!"
Anna covered the painting with the white cloth again, and Dracula's panicked shouts came out through the thin cloth: "What are you doing? Where are you taking me?!"
Lu Li walked out of the alley without looking back.
