Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1181 One hundred and nineteen. The resting place of Cape Storm

   "'Legendary human heroes will soon reach Cape Storm'...human heroes? Shit...I never got rescued."

  The noseless man who read the newspaper aloud in the tavern sneered and threw away the newspaper.

   "You can go to him to 'rescue' you, Cape Storm is not far from the town." His companion said sarcastically.

   "Forget it, but I'm interested in "saving" him."

   The noseless man's lewd words caused laughter in the tavern.

  A bandage silently wrapped around his neck. The perception of being anesthetized by inferior alcohol made him unaware. His head gradually lacked oxygen, making it difficult for him to breathe.

   The crooked corpse fell down with a wooden chair, and his companions were still laughing at first, until he realized that he had been attacked until the flesh and blood seeped out of his nose.

   He stared at the outline of retracting the bandage, wrapped around the filthy bandage, and screamed: "What have you done! Damn alien—"

The    bandage wrapped around his neck like a living thing, and the death threat made him sober, reaching for the rusty sword around his waist, and then another bandage bound his wrist.

   If someone stepped forward and cut the seemingly flimsy bandage, he could be saved. But no one did, and the man quickly died in suffocation pain.

  Plop—

   The second corpse fell, and the other guests in the hotel looked at him with taboos.

   "Boy, whoever you are, you broke the rules." The tavern owner stared at him.

   "They insulted the exorcist."

   The outline of the bandage is hoarse, and it wraps back to the blood-stained bandage.

   "I don't care about exorcism..." The sneering boss suddenly thought that this person really dared to kill someone for the sake of exorcism, "If you kill someone in Sandstone Town, the church will not let you go."

The outline of the    bandage threw a black shadow, hit the counter and bounced, hit the boss's chest and fell back to the counter. Staring at the polygonal matte stone, his eyes showed greed: "You killed two people."

   The second weird coin flew in and was caught by the well-prepared boss.

   "Two people are harder to deal with than one..."

   He wanted to continue extorting some money, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Do you want to be the third?"

   "Then I have to eat this loss." The boss didn't care about the threat and put away two precious weird coins.

   "The body is yours."

The boss scolded the man to dispose of the corpse quickly. It could be worth dozens of shillings while it was fresh, but the smile could not be hidden - the rusty knife should be the same thing, the man without nose should have it, and there is almost a strange currency together. .

   Even if he is discovered and fined by the Sandstone Sect afterwards, he will still earn some money.

   "...The troublesome hunter."

   watched the outline of the bandage and left, followed by a few more greedy guests one after another, the boss complained in a low voice.

   This kind of thing happens almost every day.

  The weird currency is the universal currency, but hardly anyone wants to spend it, especially when the shilling is depreciating every day.

   And throwing out two weird coins and giving up on looting the corpse, the generous and generous bandage man easily attracted the attention of these hyena-like hunters.

  The four hunters quickly formed a loose team, followed the bandaged man at a distance, watching him burrow into a narrow alley.

  Two hunters followed, and the other two circled to the other end of the alley to block him.

   After dozens of seconds, they walked out of the alley and saw an ugly-looking companion standing at the entrance of the alley.

   "You let him run away?"

The person who answered    pouted towards the end of the road with a sullen face: "He is from the Prisci team."

   A convoy stopped at the edge of the town for repairs, and they saw the bandaged man back in the front row of carriages.

   Even the lone team employee hunter is reluctant to attack, let alone the other party has returned to the team.

They don't want to provoke the lions, especially in the wild, at least the pagans won't beat, scold and kill you at every turn, or put a horse rope around your neck in the wilderness like chasing prey, and make you a pig .

   "When did the convoy's vultures shoot so generously."

   They cursed, and the loose ranks gathered in greed re-scattered.

  …

   a carriage decorated with furs and skulls,

   The monkey-like squat and rickety silhouette knelt before the sturdy figure on the seat, cutting food for it.

  The bandage man said to him: "Lord Lu Li is at Storm Cape."

   "Who is Lu Li?" Bastos chewed the raw meat that oozes sauce-like blood, remembering who he was talking about: "What does that have to do with us."

   "We're going to help him."

   Bastos looked strangely at the bandaged man.

   "Master, he wants to betray you..."

"To shut up."

   To shut up the skinny monkey slave, Bastos stared at the bandaged man: "Why should I do this?"

   "Lord Lu Li won't come to the Badlands for no reason, maybe he needs our help."

   "Your reason can't convince me at all, but I'm happy to deal with a big man." Bastos grabbed the dinner plate in front of him and poured it into his mouth together with the knife, refusing to pierce his cheek with the Chinese knife, making him look hideous.

   "Tell the convoy to finish trimming, and we'll get to Cape Storm before dark!"

  …

  Deep, pitch-black, hideous claws rose from the sky and grabbed the faint light behind the darkness.

   Lu Li's luck was not very good, and the Light Stealer caused him to stay in Storm Cape for the next few days.

Cloaked in a cloak, with the crown of thorns hidden in his stomach, disguised as a hunter, Lu Li put down his baggage and stayed at a trustworthy Stone Pillar Hotel - this hotel has been seen by Lu Li in the old days, and continues to this day, but perhaps the owner has long ago. Replaced several batches.

   During the low tide period, the dozen or so stone pillars standing at Storm Point are like lighthouses on the sea, and the houses are like lonely houses on the edge of the cliff.

  This place is much more withered and decadent than the last time I came here, maybe because of the dark age, humans no longer need the port, but more because of other reasons.

The owner of the hotel, a widowed woman told Lu Li that the curse killed many residents a few months ago, and even if the God of Stormhorn removed it, it could not restore the decline. Stay away from the island-like stone pillars.

  Lu Li went back to the hotel upstairs, where you can see the deep sea water making waves in the dark world. Without the light-stealers and pristine darkness, the view outside the window might be heartwarming.

  It was difficult to isolate the sound with a thin wooden board. Lu Li quickly stopped the conversation between the boss and his friend downstairs and said, "Poor Carolina, she lost her Beiru, and now she has lost her only..."

   Hearing the familiar name, Lu Li put down his burden and went back downstairs.

   "Where is Carolina you said?"

  Perhaps Lu Li has always been polite, thinking that he is a woman from a certain family or church a little embarrassed: "The soundproofing is poor, right, you know Carolina?"

   "We came to Cape Storm in the same convoy."

Before the woman could say anything, her friend couldn't wait to tell Lu Li, "Go to the westernmost stone pillar, maybe you will have time to see her for the last time."

   (end of this chapter)