Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1040 One hundred and seven. The third time

  Lu Li's black eyes fell to the dining table, and a note that didn't belong here was covered with dust.

  The oil lamp was placed on the side of the table, and the paper was picked up. The content of the writing did not belong to any known text, and was indecipherable and incomprehensible.

   Temporarily put the suspected reminder note in his pocket, Lu Li picked up the oil lamp that left a circle of sitting marks on the dust of the dining table, and observed other corners of the living room.

   All things are covered with dust, which means that no one has cared about this place for a long time, and there is only Lu Li’s shoe print on the floor, as if a note appeared out of thin air.

   Sweeping through the window from the dimly lit kitchen, his eyes fell on the stairs leading upstairs, and continued up - a pair of clear footprints were printed on the edge of the ceiling at the stairs.

  Lu Li raised his eyes and followed the footprints back to the top of his head, where the footprints extended towards the door and window.

   After calmly observing for a few seconds, Lu Li suddenly moved the dining table, and a wooden chair was moved to the sound of the plates, bowls and spoons colliding, and he stepped on the chair and stood on the dining table.

   The black hair was about to touch the ceiling, and Lu Li raised the oil lamp to observe the shoe prints.

The    is too close to make the shoe print difficult to detect, but when it is close to it, the details emerge and become clear, and it can be recognized from the texture of the shoe print: this is his own footprint.

   In addition to the door and window, there is also a pair of stairs extending to the depths of the unknown.

   and footprints are two pairs...

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   stepped off the dining table and jumped back to the ground. Lu Li took out the wooden box of eyeballs from his stomach bag, opened his thumbs, and looked out from the window.

   Houses dormant in the dark stretched into the depths of the street. The layout of the buildings here was like a street on the surface - but Lu Li had never seen the alchemy tower shining like stars from a distance.

   After a short while, the merchant Anthony emerged from the shadows.

   "Where am I?" Lu Li left the window.

   "Rotten sewers."

  Unfortunately, Lu Li knew very little about this forbidden area, but businessmen who knew the information here could help Lu Li.

   "Tell me the information here."

  Lu Li came to the stairs and stepped on the steps where the dust was accumulating to the second floor.

  The businessman Anthony has not much information about the filthy sewers. He only knows that the filthy sewers are called the Forgotten Land, which was once a town of gods at the end of the main line of the old sewers. Then disaster struck suddenly, the gods and the church subsided with the town without any resistance, and merged with the old underground sewers.

   There is no news of any survivors fleeing.

  The March Tournament will place the second stage in the filthy sewer, and let all players enter here... Does it have any deep meaning?

   And two of the three forbidden areas became the first two stages of the competition, so in the distant third stage, is the last monster jungle waiting for them?

   On the second floor, Lu Li saw the ceiling footprints that had disappeared for a while. The footprints extended deep into the corridor, then returned to the other side of the corridor and entered behind the two doors on the second floor.

  Lu Li followed the footprints, another room that he walked into the end came to mind, and then went back to the corridor to explore the other two rooms——

   stopped in front of the door at the end of the corridor, Lu Li reached out and pushed open the wooden door.

   The situation of the room appeared in the sound of the door opening, which made people's teeth sour and alert.

   This is a guest room, the windows have long been broken, the glass is scattered all over the place, the breeze blows the gauze-like curtains, and the five stones of the culprit lie quietly on the floor.

  Looking around the empty guest room, Lu Li walked to the window frame and the window with broken glass.

  Not far away, the windows on the second floor of a house more than ten meters away were open, facing the guest room at the foot.

   After waiting for a while, there was no movement from the house opposite, Lu Li paid attention to the footprints falling back to the ceiling. The other self hanging upside down, like him, wandered in the guest room and returned to the corridor.

   Following the footsteps and leaving the guest room, Lu Li pushed open the first wooden door to reveal the utility room.

   Footprints stopped in front of the door and did not enter.

  The other is the bedroom, the messy bed, like everything in the house, is dusty.

   Footprints lingered in the bedroom, stopping briefly on the edge--the line of sight returned to the floor, where the footprints on the ceiling stopped, and a book that had been turned over was placed on the bedside table.

  Lu Li approached and picked up the brown-covered book in his left hand.

   "Martin and the Dog", a novel about the emotional grievances between ladies and their slaves that was popular in the old days.

   Opening the cover, there are no compartments or slips of paper in the pages, just ordinary novels used by the owner of the house for entertainment.

   Put the book back, Lu Li and the "self" in the ceiling also searched the bedroom and returned to the living room downstairs.

  Lu Li raised the oil lamp, his eyes returned to the footprints on the ceiling, and observed that the footprints in the middle of the living room extended to the door and returned to the original position under his feet; extended to the window, returned to the original position, and then extended to the stairs at the same time——

  Have two "self" ever walked on the ceiling?

   Realizing something, Lu Li asked Anthony, the businessman who had not left, "Have I summoned you before."

   "Twice."

   raised his eyes and fell to the vague footprints that were close to the ceiling, but did not overlap: "Are you all standing on the ceiling?"

The    inquiry was confirmed, but Lu Li had no memory of the previous two.

  The Forgotten Land…

   Thinking of the other name of the filthy sewer, Lu Li asked businessman Anthony to tell the specific details of the first two summons.

  The information is less than expected, and Lu Li was unable to communicate with the businessman Anthony the first two times. Inversion affects not only the body, but also the language.

  Lu Li thought of the unrecognizable parchment on the dining table, whether he was able to read the first two times, and was it related to getting out of the upside-down predicament?

   He took out the stomach pocket notebook and tore off two pages, one of which Lu Li copied the contents of the note, and the other one where he wrote down the contents for a possible "next time".

  【I am Lu Li, this is the third time. The first two are reversed, and the answer can be found in the footprints on the ceiling. The previous memory is forgotten, here is the filthy sewer, the house has no clue. The upstairs guest room window is broken, the floor has five stones, next I will]

  Suddenly the slight chatter coming from outside the window made Lu Li stop the tip of his pen and leave the dining table to stand in front of the window.

   A figure called out to a hesitant silhouette on the distant street, and led him into a house beside him.

  It seemed to be a contestant, Lu Li looked around at the empty and dead street, left the window, picked up a pen and continued to write: [There are other figures on the street, they walked into the house with the wooden sign, I will approach there next. 】

   If there is another time, then I can know a lot of information in advance.

   The premise is that the sheet of paper that is placed with the note is not recycled.

   Confirmed that there were no more clues left in the house, Lu Li came behind the door with an oil lamp.

  Kacha——

   The empty breeze in the street replaced the silence in the house.

   Carrying an oil lamp, Lu Li walked alone in the dark and wrapped street, only the sound of footsteps could be recalled.

   As he approached the house, Lu Li saw the terrifying hanging man hanging from the windows of the houses on both sides of the street to peep. They either looked away from Lu Li to hide, or kept their eyes on them.

   is wearing a player badge without exception.

  Kacha——

  When Lu Li approached the house, the door was opened from the inside.

   (end of this chapter)