Lu Li still remembered the situation at that time. It was the first time he came into contact with the secrets of this world.
At the same time, he has some connections with this team: Joel, whom he met at the Watchtown Police Station, also wanted to invite Lu Li to join them.
However, Joel was not among the four night watchmen now, and Lu Li did not see him.
Captain Pulis pondered for a moment, then revealed his enlightenment: "I remembered that you were in the crowd at that time, and I realized that you were not an ordinary person."
But at that time Lu Li was just an ordinary person.
Without intending to reveal anything, Lu Li looked at the cafe opposite the rain curtain: "That's the house with the abnormality."
Captain Pulis nodded and looked back at the team members.
"The Nikolai counter is silent..." Matthew, who was wearing a ponytail, raised his wrist and showed the counter.
Their eyes focused on another team member, who was holding an irregular gray stone in his hand.
"There is an ominous aura surrounding the house..." The team member looked wary and suddenly looked around Lu Li: "There seems to be something around him -"
"That's my friend." Lu Li said.
The team members were slightly stunned, looked at Lu Li strangely, and said nothing.
"There is aura, but the sanity value has not decreased. It may be an evil thing." Plath nodded and looked at Lu Li: "Mr. Investigator, please tell us the specific situation."
Evil refers to weirdness, which is another way of saying weirdness. Ghosts, evil spirits, evil spirits, and weirdness can all be collectively referred to as weirdness. To use weirdness alone to describe it is too general.
Lu Li nodded and told how he discovered the abnormality in the cafe and took the unfortunate owner out of the tavern.
"The consciousness in the cafe woke up after we escaped. This consciousness made me feel familiar, much like the cannibal house at No. 33." Lu Li continued his analysis.
"Two of the same evil things..." Pulis murmured. He had never encountered a similar situation or heard of it, which made him feel a little uneasy. There seemed to be some kind of indescribable fear and oppression in him.
On his back.
Night watchmen are more suitable for "solving problems" than "finding solutions to troubles." Investigators and night watchmen are like the human brain and limbs, one is responsible for thinking, and the other is responsible for execution.
With an investigator by his side, Price skipped the application for investigation and directly told Lu Li that he needed his help.
"Okay, but I want to know the details about the cannibal house." Lu Li did not refuse. He went out in the weird rain just to solve the weird things.
Moreover, this incident has already been reported once, and if Lu Li can solve it, it will most likely be reported again.
Pulis smiled: "I will ask for instructions from above. Before that, let's find a warm place to rest."
If we stay any longer, the investigator across the street will definitely fall ill.
With some bosses who understood what was going on, Pulis temporarily commandeered a shop with a display window, which was less than 20 meters away from the cafe.
Wringing out the clothes in the utility room, Lu Li walked to the window wearing a wrinkled, damp shirt and a blanket.
Tables and chairs were moved in front of the window. Pulis, who was sitting at the table, had been waiting for a long time. He motioned for Lu Li to sit opposite and asked the owner of the shop to prepare some hot drinks.
Lu Li looked out the window. Three of his men were busy in the heavy rain, surrounding the cafe with a cordon to prevent others from entering or exiting.
It is exactly the same as the "Man-Eating House" at 33 Elm Street.
It is this relatively systematic approach that allows humans to face weirdness without ever being defeated.
"How long will it take for the information to be delivered?" Lu Li asked, looking away.
"Soon. My team will bring them here."
A few minutes later, the three team members who cordoned off the cafe returned to the shop, took off their ponchos and warmed themselves in front of the fireplace.
It's so cold, and the cold rain seems to take away all the warmth.
The aroma rose from the coffee cup in front of him. Lu Li picked up the coffee cup. This time he didn't hear the sharp and subtle sound.
They didn't wait long. A steam locomotive, also wearing a raincoat, parked behind the locomotive by the door. Four figures got off the car and pushed the door open and walked into the store.
They were Pulis' men, but Lu Li still didn't see Joel among them.
"Did you bring it?" Pulis looked at them.
"Well, the person in charge of Tesla at the Investigator's House asked us to cooperate with Investigator Lu Li's actions." The team member took off his poncho and handed the wooden box in his arms to Pulis.
"It seems we don't have to worry about this operation." Pulis took the wooden box and put it in front of Lu Li and said.
"I didn't see Joel." Lu Li said, opening the wooden box with unknown numbers in front of him.
A stack of papers lies at the bottom of a wooden box.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and the team members who were walking around, rubbing their hands, and taking off their ponchos all stopped at the same time.
"You know Joel?"
"I talked to him at the Watchtown Police Station and he helped me a lot."
"He's dead."
"How did you die?"
This question was a bit abrupt, but Lu Li was not the kind of person to care about this.
After a slight silence, Pulis told Lu Li: "I accidentally came into contact with some kind of infectious agent during the operation in Watch Town."
Lu Li could not help but think of the situation in the dungeon of the Watchtown Police Station.
Without saying anything, Lu Li took out the pile of papers in the wooden box and looked through it.
The atmosphere was silent for a while, and then gradually relaxed. Two team members were wearing blankets and observing the cafe in front of the window. Others were warming themselves in front of the fireplace, and whispers of conversation could be heard.
This is a file that records all the information about the "Man-eating House". It has records from when it was discovered to be abnormal, when it started attacking and how it was dealt with.
The first person to notice the abnormality in the house was the owner of No. 33 Elm Street, a poor old man named Petra. She was a retired university professor. She heard whispers coming from the house early one morning. She thought it was something strange.
Petra, the thief, locked the door and picked up the phone to call the police. As a result, she heard a sound from the phone - not that someone was calling, but the phone itself.
As a university professor, her social status is high enough for this retired old man to know many things that ordinary people don't know, such as part of the truth about the world. So after suppressing her fear, she called the police station and reported everything that happened in the house.
He told the other party, put on a coat and prepared to leave home temporarily.
Then disaster happened. Before the poor old man could leave, she was swallowed by the house and vomited out only her clothes and the coat she was wearing.
The second victim was one of her former students. The woman named Shirley lived on Elm Street, and every morning she would prepare a breakfast and deliver it to Teacher Petra's house.