Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 304 Two hundred and nineteen. "The Immortal"

   "...I spent twenty-three years in my dreams." The man whispered, lowering his head to recall something.

   This dream lasted almost as long as his life.

   Lu Li didn't disturb the man's memories.

   He is not recalling what happened in his dream, but what happened when he came to the detective agency "twenty-three years ago".

   That is really a long memory.

   To a certain extent, the dream has been equivalent to his other life, only the occasional chaotic dream tells him: these are your dreams.

   It sounds okay, a man's dream is just a simple extension, not a multiplier.

   But also scary enough.

   This means that his next dream will be a hundred years old - with only a few hours of sleep.

  The man broke away from his memory. He didn't say what he experienced in the dream, but like an ordinary person who would encounter such a situation, he asked: "Am I still me..."

  Rest occupies one-third of people's lives, but most people's dreams are chaotic and difficult to recall. Even if I remember it, it will fade over time.

  The man is completely different. He remembers things in the dream world just as he remembers things in the real world. What is even more frightening is that compared with the increasingly large dream world, real time is like a small gravel.

   "Of course it's you." Lu Li replied, in the middle-aged man's confused look, "It's just that your mental age has increased by 23 years, and you have more than 23 years of experience."

   The man buried his head, and his slightly trembling body was not only because of the cold brought by the clothes that were not yet dry, but also because of his inner emotions: "But these are just fake..."

   "Perhaps not."

  Lu Li doesn't think so.

   Or Lu Li thinks there are other possibilities.

   It looks like the man's time is frozen after he is asleep, and his consciousness is thrown into other worlds, returning to the original after a long period of time.

  Who can say that his dream is really just a dream?

   Lu Li's statement made the man feel better.

   At least he knew that those long decades might not have been his inner imagination.

   He wasn't trapped in his own mind.

   He is not alone.

"It's better..." The man smiled reluctantly, and then the smile was filled with bitterness, and he remembered the more desperate fact: "But my dreams are prolonging...days...months...years... Decades...hundreds...longer...until I can't wake up again..."

"No, it will only continue to lengthen and become a series of unreachable numbers, but it will not end." Lu Li's words were so direct that Anna, who didn't know the world, wanted to remind him that it was really hurtful. people……

   However, the man's emotions did not become more intense. It may be that the twenty-three years of dream time did give him a middle-aged state of mind.

   But Lu Li hasn't finished speaking yet.

   "You can use it as a talent." Lu Li poked a dagger into the man's heart again.

   "Talent?" The man raised his head questioningly, the bloodshot in his pupils did not weaken at all compared to the morning, and his mood became unstable again.

   "Talent." Lu Li confirmed the man's doubt and said, "It has become another life for you, and your resistance can only trouble yourself."

The man was silent, and Lu Li continued: "Don't take it as a burden, and don't resist. You can understand that in a dream you arrive in another world, and then live there with a novel identity. After all, you said, except for Confused dreams, other times you're living in other worlds so much that you confuse reality and dreams."

  The man was still silent, perhaps thinking about Lu Li's words.

   Everyone’s thinking habits are different, and Lu Li is well aware of this. It's like an old man who's getting old, and he probably doesn't think it's a bad thing -- at least during the first few sleeps.

   "Do you have any relatives?" Lu Li asked.

   The man with his head down shook his head: "No..."

   "Where's the lover?"

"nor……"

   "There is no time."

   "So is there anything in this world that you can't let go of?"

   The man was silent for a long time this time, and his somewhat hoarse voice sounded slowly in the detective agency: "I understand... Thank you."

   With sincerity in his eyes, perhaps he really understood Lu Li's intention: if an unchangeable thing happens to your life, try to accept it. Resistance and anger will only make yourself more troubled.

   Just hope he still understands in a few days.

   One of his dreams at that time may have been thousands of years in length.

   "Death is useless, right?" the man asked.

   He had asked the same question before, and now he is asking it again.

   Maybe I forgot, maybe…

   "Perhaps, but death is your last resort - maybe you'll be free after that, maybe you'll be able to sleep forever."

  Eternal Sleep is an ironic word for men.

   "Don't you have a solution?"

  Lu Li recalled that after the man fell asleep, he felt a certain existence accompanying him in his dreams, and shook his head slightly.

   Maybe, but it is far from the expensive price that Lu Li can afford.

  The current word therapy is relatively "cheap".

   "Maybe I'll tell you a piece of news that will make you feel better." After thinking about it, Lu Li told him, "This world is almost over."

   The man looked at Lu Li in confusion. He thought he had not woken up yet and had misheard.

  Lu Li continued: "Maybe it won't be destroyed, but it will get worse and worse."

   "But how is this possible..." The man murmured in surprise.

   "You just experienced the same impossible encounter." Lu Li said.

  The man fell silent.

   After thinking about the destruction of the world for a while, he told Lu Li that the commission was completed, and Lu Li handed him a note with the addresses of the investigator and the night watchman. The man accepted it, but he didn't seem to plan to find a solution anymore. Lu Li's "talk therapy" played a role.

   At least until the next dream.

   After a man's dream is measured in ten thousand years, he may rekindle the idea of ​​solving the problem.

   Before leaving, he promised to give Lu Li everything he had as a reward.

   Of course, his reward will be delivered before the next sleep.

   "You actually comfort people..."

  After the man left, Anna looked at him carefully as if she knew Lu Li again.

   "Just use another way to help him solve the problem." Lu Li said, putting away the pen and tearing up the rest of the paper. "When a glass of water is half full, a pessimist thinks it's half full, and an optimist thinks it's half full."

   "Which kind are you?" Anna asked curiously.

  Lu Li didn't answer, he just picked up the kettle, filled it with half-full of water, and said to Anna.

   "Here's a glass and a half full of water."

   (end of this chapter)