From the moment we met, I knew I had found my partner for the rest of my life. My love for you is as hot as fire. There seems to be nothing more painful in the world than being away from you. Stop radiating your fullness.
Breath of charm, I have fallen into the abyss where I can't leave you, even the Lord can't stop me. When the night composes my dark night music for you, can you hear my longing for you?
——The admirer who can’t get rid of your hidden charm]
After reading the letter, Lu Li fell into silence for a long time.
"What did you write? Let me see..." Anna stood on tiptoe and looked around, but was blocked by Lu Li's shoulder. After a while, she finally remembered that she was a ghost and floated straight up.
Wow.
Lu Li then closed the letter and put it back in the envelope.
"nothing."
he said.
Anna narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling something was strange.
Oliver left in a hurry - of course he left in such a hurry that Lu Li didn't have time to ask him if he had any new commissions recently.
But this doesn't mean that Lu Li has nothing to do now. He still has several commissions to choose from, and they are sorted by priority.
The top one is [Simp Park Haunted House Incident], but Lu Li is more concerned about the other two commissions: [Belfast Library Ruin Incident] and [Abandoned Lunatic Asylum in the Suburbs of Lordsport].
In the former, Lu Li can try his luck and find the books he needs, while in the latter... Athena's husband, Bill Eddy, was last seen near the abandoned lunatic asylum.
But every commission has hidden dangers. The former is related to the Night Watch. After learning part of the inside story from Anna, Lu Li became more suspicious of the burning of the library. He even guessed that the commission issued in this incident was not something at all.
Curator, but night watchman.
As for the latter, if the group of cultists who lured Bill Eddy into madness were there, Lu Li, who had gone to inquire about them, would undoubtedly run into them and might even break into their lair.
Of course Lu Li wants to go, but not now, when he is still young.
Then the answer became obvious.
…
Belfast, Tulip Street.
The smell of burnt charcoal lingers on the tip of the nose, something everyone who is near the ruins of the library can smell.
The surrounding pedestrians would slow down and sigh as they passed by. Most of them did not understand the value of books, but this did not prevent them from feeling sorry for the fire that swept through the entire library.
Fortunately, the incident did not cause civilian casualties, and the fire was controlled within the library by the police who came to the rescue. The walls of the adjacent residences were only slightly blackened.
At least that's how it appears on the surface.
According to the information Oliver investigated, a woman working in the library was burned to death because a fire suddenly broke out and she had no time to escape.
In other words, theoretically, there might be a ghost here.
Most of the ruins of the library have collapsed, with only a small part remaining barely holding on and not falling down. Among them, the rest area and basement are the most well-preserved, and that is where Lu Li is about to go.
Crunch——
Stepping into the ruins, the charcoal underfoot cracked and exploded.
Some passers-by looked sideways at the young man who boldly approached the ruins of the library, and whispered to each other.
Lu Li frowned, and the burning smell that penetrated his nose became more obvious.
The burning smell is not pungent, it is like an ember-like smell, but it is much stronger than outside and makes my throat a little uncomfortable.
Lu Li walked over the ruins and quickly passed through the main collection area of the library before arriving at the rest area - near the entrance to the basement.
The fire here was relatively small, and although the room had been burned down and no one could see its original appearance, the structure was still there.
Lu Li walked into the rest area through a collapsed door. The surrounding light was blocked by the ceiling. The blackened walls seemed to swallow up the light source, making the corridor invisible. The light behind him seemed to shine down a deep well.
The burning smell here rose to another level. Lu Li coughed a few times to relieve the itchiness in his throat, and took out the oil lamp he had prepared to light it.
The moment the oil lamp turned on, the boundless darkness suddenly transformed into a pitch-black withered claw, invading from the depths of the corridor!
Lu Li's pupils shrank for a moment, then returned to their original state. He silently raised his head and stared at the wall under the oil lamp.
Black burn marks extend from the door at the end of the corridor, leaving licking marks on the corridor wall. Looking at it abruptly, it looks like a twisted claw extending from the door.
Lu Li was standing in front of the strange claws.
It was unlikely that there were books on the ground that Lu Li needed, but he still searched here.
He was by no means the first. Many people had come here to rummage before, and the debris was moved away, vaguely revealing a portion of the floor and walls that had not been damaged by the fire. They maintained their original color and looked out of place among the charcoal.
After making sure that there was nothing he needed here, Lu Li returned to the corridor, stepped into the palm of the strange claw, and walked to the door at the end of the passage.
The door to the basement was an iron door, which prevented the basement from becoming like a library. The number plate on the door was blackened and the words could not be read clearly. Lu Li raised his hand and wiped it, and the ashes scratched away, revealing a line of text.
basement
Squeak——
When his palm brushed against it, a gap suddenly opened in the half-open door. Lu Li's hand froze in mid-air, unexpectedly.
A burning smell that was stronger than the surroundings seeped out from behind the cracks.
Also seeping out was a hint of coolness, a feeling that Lu Li was very familiar with recently. If he wanted to describe it, he could call it a ghostly aura.
Lu Li couldn't tell whether it was just the unique coldness of the basement, or whether there was a ghost inside.
The palm of his hand subconsciously pressed the gun holster on his waist and gently opened it.
He put his palm on the door with a little force, and the rough friction sound of the door being pushed open echoed in the empty corridor.
A dark staircase extending downward appeared in front of you.
Lu Li raised the oil lamp high and walked down the steps.
Click——
Lu Li had just taken a step when he stepped on the charcoal. There was a crisp sound and when he raised his foot, it had broken into countless pieces.
When the oil lamp shined on it, there were strange pieces of charcoal scattered on the steps behind the door.
Lu Li subconsciously imagined a scene.
The fire spread, mercilessly devouring everything around it. Thick smoke billowed from the basement, and the temperature rose rapidly. A figure stood desperately behind the door, coughing almost covering up the burning crackling sound, but instead caused more smoke to penetrate into the mouth and nose. There was only one figure in the body.
The remaining strength could not shake the door at all. Finally, some low-ignition items in the basement started to burn first. The tongues of fire rushed from behind with the heat wave. The hair withered and curled, the clothes ignited, and the eyes that were least resistant to heat burst. The figure was miserable.
Howling in agony, it turned into a ball of black coal.
