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Two hundred and fifty-six. No stranger

Lu Li didn't sleep well that night.

It has nothing to do with anything else, but since midnight, the neighbors' shouts have been heard outside the detective agency. Either the room is leaking, or the rainwater is flooding into the corridor.

The landlord's shouts in the corridor outside the door rang all night long.

Lu Li's special status made the slightly stout landlord take good care of him. For example, although the detective agency was damp, it didn't leak, and he didn't call out to repair the leaks.

He is an honored guest on this leaky "longhouse" ship.

Early morning, 5:30.

Anna woke up Lu Li according to his request, then lay down by the window and continued to look at the hazy rainy streets and pedestrians.

The heavy rain was like sea water pouring down from the sky, and it was dimly glowing with only the outline of blue-grey.

The gloomy streets and the pedestrians passing by in the rain gave her a sense of déjà vu that made her fantasies come true - there was this plot in the novel she was currently reading.

The shouts and chaotic footsteps outside the door didn't stop. Lu Li opened the door and walked to the corridor. Sandbags were piled in front of the detective agency. The soaked wet floor reflected the light of the oil lamp on the wall, like a fire.

There is a layer of wax. In the room opposite, there are wooden barrels and iron basins piled up to catch the rainwater that leaks into the house.

A male resident was wiping the accumulated water on the floor. When he saw Lu Li walking out of the room, he greeted him respectfully: "Good morning, Mr. Lu Li, are you resting well?"

Lu Li nodded: "Thank you for your help."

The resident waved his hand nonchalantly: "This is what we should do, you protect us from ghosts."

The longhouse residents who picked up and dropped off nobles in carriages in the past few days saw this in their eyes. In their understanding, Lu Li was a great exorcist who could help the nobles, and living here, he was protecting the residents for free.

Although Lu Li has never done anything for the residents here.

After going to the water room to get a kettle of boiling water, Lu Li returned to the detective agency and put the kettle back. He picked up the phone and called the telephone department to ask if there had been a call yesterday.

After receiving no reply, Lu Li went to the corridor and stood under the eaves, opening the small wooden box containing the rotten meat.

Calf-height sandbags stacked in front of the door blocked the accumulation of water and splashes from seeping into the room.

Even in the bad weather, the messenger remained unimpeded. A few minutes later, a black silhouette descended from the sky and landed on Lu Liping's outstretched arm.

There was a sudden thunder, continuous and slowly disappearing in the fog.

"Call the merchant."

The black crow's dark eyes reflected Lu Li's calm face, shaking off the water droplets stuck to his feathers. The black crow lowered his head and pecked at the carrion in the wooden box, ate it, then spread its wings and flew into the rain curtain.

Walking back to the detective agency, Lu Li received several more greetings. While waiting for the merchant to arrive, Anna asked tentatively: "You don't want to go to the refuge point?"

[Zizi... Residents should pay attention to precautions... Zizi... Love will be... Zizi... broadcast for you]

Lu Li, who was adjusting the frequency of the radio, raised his eyes and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"The residents here treat us...and you very well." Anna said.

Lu Li continued to lower his head to adjust the frequency and answered simply: "If you don't build a dangerous wall, you can't be a stranger."

Anna nodded with understanding.

Near 5:50, dull footsteps came from the corridor and stopped behind the door.

Knock knock knock——

There was a knock on the door.

Anna opened the door and floated back behind Lu Li.

The businessman was still not someone Lu Li knew. A brown-red scarf wrapped around most of his face, revealing only a pair of shadowed eyes.

Lu Li came straight to the point and asked, "How much does the deep sea stone cost?"

"13,777 shillings."

The price almost doubled, but fortunately, Lu Li, who was paid 50,000 shillings, could barely afford it.

"Can I erase the fraction?" Lu Li asked meaninglessly.

"13,775 shillings," the businessman replied.

"Four pieces of deep-sea stones." Lu Li pushed the cowhide bag containing the reward in front of the merchant, and gave it to him with 5,200 shillings in deposit. "Buy two pieces of rotten meat, cut them and take the stones to 120 Elm Street. Leave the key there."

Under the blanket by the door."

Two small wooden boxes were placed on the desk. Lu Li put them away and watched the businessman leave the detective agency with all his savings.

At this time, Lu Li could hardly afford to eat - fortunately, there was free food for the time being.

After finishing his work with the detective agency, Lu Li got on the carriage that had been waiting on the street ten minutes ago and headed to the baron's manor.



"She didn't wake up early and was still asleep." After having breakfast with the Baron, the butler briefly introduced the situation to Lu Li. "The story has reached its official content. As expected, the real danger will start from now on. Pay attention to your safety."

"Um."

After eating, everyone changed their clothes and went to the bedroom to wait around 7 a.m.

The five exchanged a few words with each other and waited quietly for the obscure ancient sound to sound.

The pounding rain outside the window brought a sense of destruction that was going to destroy everything. The sky was only slightly brighter than when Lu Li woke up. The occasional flash of lightning could not give people a sense of security.

At 7:10, the obscure ancient sound sounded on time.

[Chapter 8 The Ritual of Resurrection]

[Sarah woke up from the soft bed with aches all over her body. She was still wearing the torn dress from last night. "Miss, you haven't had any rest, okay?" the servant Irene said to Sarah who looked confused.

La said, "Your eyes are all red."]

"Miss, have you not rested? Your eyes are all red." the baron repeated.

["Well..." Sarah said vaguely and perfunctorily, asking if Francis was leaving. The maid Irene said with a touch of admiration in her eyes: He was sent away by the Viscount this morning. He was so kind to you. The Viscount wants you to send him away.

They were all stopped by him.]

["Really..." Sarah lowered her eyes and murmured. She thought of the contents recorded in the "Book of Death" and wanted to give it a try. 】

["Irene, I don't feel well. Can you ask the teachers for leave for me? Don't tell my father." Sara said to the maid Irene. Not feeling well? I'll call a doctor..." "I'm fine, I just

I want to rest for a while...please." Sara interrupted the maid Erin.]

["Okay..." said the maid Irene. Apart from her differences of opinion about Francis, she is also a good friend of Sarah. Of course she has to keep her friend's secret. 】

The baron left the chamber.

[Sara waited for Irene to leave, stepped out of bed and walked to the door, looking out - she saw the servants in the corridor, as if guarding her. "What are you doing here?" Sara asked.



"Cleaning up." Lu Li still didn't give the Shadow Thread a chance to control him.

["Cleaning." Servant Lu Li replied. Sara suspected that they were assigned by her father to monitor her, but she couldn't find a suitable excuse to send them away, so she had to pretend to ask casually, closed the door again, and locked it from the inside. 】


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