Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 1199 One Hundred Thirty Seven. Mutual Trust

  Claire is tough and blunt, accustomed to masking wisdom with seemingly straightforward recklessness.

  The head maid was indifferent and calm, except for the accusations and Remy to remain indifferent to everything.

   But it seems that they are different and have the same things, such as being wrapped in bandages and trusting Lu Li.

In the long and short dream, the head maid experienced everything that Lu Li experienced in the fantasy world of the late night city from the first perspective. Impressed.

  Even when she woke up from a dream, the head maid was not separated from the magnificent and bizarre story, and she was influenced by the story for a long time, and her behavior had the shadow of Lu Li and Claire.

   After all, the head maid only has the memories of the last few months, and the past is a chaotic and unpredictable false memory.

   This made Lu Li think about whether he could continue to expand the role of a dreamer: to instill memories for the weird like blank paper, make them have order and be inclined towards human beings.

   The head maid believes in Lu Li, but this trust stems from "the head maid's trust in Xiao Leimi" rather than "Claire in Lu Li".

   This is not what Lu Li wanted.

  The confused Claire is more likely to give birth to the seeds of doubt than the unwitting head maid.

   "Is there a better way to make you believe?" Lu Li asked.

   "I already believe you, Leimi." The head maid stroked Lu Li's head.

   "Not enough...you're not firm enough."

"...The gardener can take out your memory, it's real and can't be faked." The head maid felt Lu Li's firmness and hesitated: "But it will throw away your skull and take out your head, and everything about you will be lost. Another secret."

   "Am I going to die?"

   "I won't let you suffer any harm, I promise." The head maid approached to rub his face, but Lu Li tilted his head to dodge, but was pulled back by the head maid, his cheeks wrapped in rough bandages rubbing against the cat's face.

   She picked up Lu Li, put on her stomach bag, left the woodshed, and walked through the dead woods to the gardener's territory. Along the way, she saw the dead forest trees, just like in the dream, stretched out their branches to please, and carefully touched Lu Li.

   "Tree Whisperer..."

   After the dreamer, the head maid saw the second memory and the power in the book.

  The gardener's territory, the head maid flew over the filthy cemetery without concealment, and landed in front of the gardener's necropolis.

  The head maid hates everything here, even the air is excluded. The bloated and ugly stitched monster climbed out of the tomb, and she stared at the hateful monster in front of her with disgust: "My little Remi wants to show me his memory, help me."

The strangely twisted gardener squeezed into the tomb and emptied the mutilated corpses on the stone platform. This did not change the head maid's view of the stone platform. She put down Lu Li in disgust, but lifted him up with the wind and kept a distance from the stone platform. .

   "If Xiao Leimi regrets it, you can stop."

"let's start."

  The rancid gardener, blocked by the wind, lifted a bee-tailed thorn among the animal, human, and monstrous limbs.

   "Little Leimi, do you really want to do this?" the head maid asked again.

   "If there is no better way."

   "Will you blame me?"

"Won't."

  The bee-tailed thorns approached Lu Li, and the lingering breeze became swift, but the head maid did not stop it.

  The needle penetrated into the hair, and the tingling sensation came, and Lu Li was drowsy—falling asleep in reality and waking up in a dream.

   The breathing of the closed black eyes gradually became steady, and the gardener in the arms of two pale, slender women grabbed the blood-stained dagger.

  Before opening Lu Li's skull, the breeze wrapped around those pale arms: "Stop."

   "No...continue...?" The gardener was puzzled.

   "You're done."

   The head maid gently hugged Little Remi.

   "Done... done? Done..."

   "Yes, it's done, get out... oh this is your place."

  When the gardener was dumbfounded, clutching the dagger and thinking hard, the head maid had already left the tomb and returned to the mansion on the other side of the dead forest.

  The chaotic breeze raged around the head maid, and the breeze made Lu Li awake awake.

   "Have you confirmed your memory?" Lu Li asked her.

   "...I'm...the head maid, and also Claire." The surrounding breeze became still.

   "You are Claire."

   "I believe that is the old me, but Leimi, I will never be able to go back to the past." The head maid hugged Lu Li tightly: "I'm disappointed..."

   "There will be a way to retrieve the memory."

   "Hope it..."

  Claire doesn't seem like someone who has lost her memory, with a strong desire and curiosity about her past self.

   Only the reviving breeze showed that her mood was not as calm as it seemed.

   Finding a familiar feeling, Lu Li asked her, "You are the head maid, Chris is the viscount, who are the gardener, the farmer and the head chef?"

"I don't know, I don't have more memories than you." Claire's recovered memory depends on what Lu Li knows, but it is enough for the blank head maid: "You actually believe me, a weird person who has never met. "

   "Trust is the cornerstone."

   "Actually, there is a better way to make you believe." Lu Li was still thinking about whether to add weight to his trust.

   "You mean the true sight eyeball in the gardener's treasure chest?"

  The outline of the mansion appeared on the edge of the dead forest, and Claire landed on the terrace.

   "Will the gardener go mad if you take it away?"

   "Yes, even if the mother...Viscount..." Claire, who hesitated, avoided the title that made her tangled: "Even if the one in the castle asked for it, the gardener would not agree. Stupidity also means persistence."

   "Little Leimi, what are you going to do next?"

   "You can call me Lu Li."

   "Okay, little Leimi."

  Lu Li no longer defended, and asked Claire to take the stomach bag, stretch out the cat's paw to open the pocket, and take out the gold coin of Emperor Goodmelin: "Open the treasure chest to get the True Vision Eyeball, and confirm the identities of the three lords."

   "Then treat them like me?" Claire stroked the hair on Lu Li's back: "You didn't follow our arrangement... Is it because of me? Little Leimi."

"no."

   "I will be sad if you are so heartless."

   "Not all of them. That "The Sunken Land" is a variable. Along the original path, you will only encounter crumbling cliffs, so you must change your mind."

   It is conceivable that if Lu Li repeats what happened in the fantasy world of late night city, the lie can be easily pierced.

   knock knock --

   There was a knock on the bedroom door.

  Claire carried Lu Li back to the bedroom, and Breeze opened the door.

   "Master, your lord summons all the lords to the castle." The lizard maid said hoarsely.

"What happened?"

   "There are outsiders visiting."

  Claire lowered her head and looked at Lu Li: "Who is it?"

   "They are filthy and lowly, growing like dirt."

   These keywords are enough to piece together the truth: the land dweller business.

   Malicious arrival was not expected, but Lu Li was already prepared.

   (end of this chapter)