Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 307 Two hundred and twenty-two. Photo

  The old cozy neighborhood.

   Ruined neighborhood.

   An unnamed neighborhood.

   This once cosy neighborhood has many names. However, after the appearance of the new cozy neighborhood, no one calls this ruins the cozy neighborhood anymore.

The reason for the destruction of the old warm neighborhood is impossible to consider. It happened more than ten years ago. There are different opinions about the cause of the fire, and the most conspiracy theories are the most. After all, the fire has spread across the entire Long Street. The Ke, Theoretical and Martin blocks were only partially blackened.

   The fire that rose in the middle of the night engulfed the lives of hundreds of people. Except for a dozen poor people who were directly burned to death, most of the victims were choked to death by the billowing smoke on the street.

  The fire was extinguished the next afternoon, and the survivors were moved to new housing by the municipality, forgetting their grief and starting a new life.

  The location of the warm neighborhood is good, and it stands to reason that the reconstruction project should have started early. But it seems that because the land involves a part of the upper-class nobles, perhaps because of the uneven distribution of the spoils or something, this place has been put on hold, no one has cleaned it up, and no one has rebuilt it.

   All kinds of things made up what Lu Li saw in front: the charred ruins that stretched far into the distance under the rain curtain.

   "Without souls and breath."

   Anna whispered beside her.

   Lu Li was holding an umbrella and stood in front of the dark bluestone road ahead. Hearing Anna's voice, he took a step and walked into this abandoned block composed of dilapidated ruins.

  The rain screen blocked the view, blocked the whole view of the block and also blocked the view outside the block, which made the surrounding look like a kingdom of burnt ruins.

  The undulating ruins, the half-collapsed house, the charred wood standing slantingly, along the way, you can occasionally see relatively intact houses. Although the exterior is dilapidated and charred, the house is still in its original state.

   As Jojo guessed, the neighborhood wasn't completely forgotten.

   Under those relatively strong houses and half-collapsed houses, scavengers wrapped in several layers of clothing can be seen hiding underneath, and occasionally a fire is raised to keep warm.

   This somewhat dispels the loneliness brought by some of the surrounding ruins.

   They were either numb, curious or malicious, watching the figure walking on the blackened stone road. This slender man with a mysterious temperament often stopped in front of the half-collapsed and relatively intact house, glanced at the possible number plate on the house number, and continued forward.

  Luri is approaching Building 16 on the mailing address.

   After a few minutes, Lu Li stopped in front of a three-story stone building.

   Apart from the blackened exterior walls and most of the missing windows, this building is the most intact one that Lu Li has seen - surrounded by ruins.

   Even the building has a gate, but it was burned to the point of charcoal.

The    iron number plate was attached to the wall beside the door, showing burn marks and the number 19.

  The number 1 and the number 9 are not parallel, the 9 is half shorter than the 1, just like...

  Lu Li approached this inexplicably depressing dark building, and a burning smell wafted out from behind the broken door.

   As Lu Li thought, the number plate has a 6 imprint, raised his hand and turned the number 9 to make it a 6, the imprint on it was completely mixed and parallel to 1.

   is here.

   Pushing the burned wooden door, the broken wooden door rubbed against the ground, making a rough sound, revealing a dark corridor leading to the interior.

  Anna, who appeared in figure, protected Lu Li behind her.

"something wrong?"

   To turn on the oil lamp, the land movement sequence 1.

   "It just feels a little gloomy, aura or something..." Anna felt it quietly for a while, then shook her head and said, "I didn't notice it."

  Lu Li continued to open the gas valve of the oil lamp, the flint flashed a few times, and a dim flame lit up in the lampshade.

   Holding the oil lamp, Lu Li put away his umbrella and stepped into the dark corridor.

  The charred floor is rough, like a layer of sand. There were traces of being scorched by the high temperature of the flames on the walls, but as they walked into the corridor, these traces quickly disappeared.

   The previous fire did not affect this stone building too much.

   There was no dust in the cold and damp corridor. Lu Li skipped the stairs leading to the second floor and another corridor. After finding No. 101, he continued forward and stopped in front of No. 103.

   stopped in front of the door, but Lu Li didn't open the door.

   "Do you feel strange?" Anna asked in a low voice.

   "That's right." Lu Li said.

   "It's the only house we've come across intact, and there's no reason to be indifferent to the scavengers hiding under the rubble for shelter."

  However you look at it, it is much safer than those ruined houses that are leaking and unsafe.

   "Maybe that woman did something? She's an investigator after all."

"maybe."

   Lu Li put his hand on the door handle and pressed lightly, but did not twist it.

  The door was locked.

   "I'll do it," Anna said, getting in and unlocking the door from the inside.

   The door opened to a gap, and the smell of dust filled the air, and Anna muttered: "But she actually lives in such a place, really... It seems reasonable."

  In most people’s cognition, dark people must live in dark places of course.

   For example, the contrast created when I went to Wenxin Street to find the wrong address.

The residence of the   beak mask figure is very simple, somewhat like a detective agency, with no other extras besides basic items, and even only a living room, a bedroom and a kitchen.

   This is one of the few houses with intact windows, and the windows that keep falling water marks block the outside wind and rain.

   Amid the sound of the rain being blocked, Lu Li stepped into the room and looked up at the chandelier.

  The wires have long since been burned, and the lights are now just a decoration.

   It doesn't look like there's anything of value here.

  Ana walked around the living room and bedroom, and when she came back, she held a photo frame in her hand and handed it to Lu Li: "Is she the woman in crow mask we met in our hut?"

  Lu Li picked up the photo frame and brushed off a layer of dust on it, revealing an unclear group photo.

   The faces of the two people in the black-and-white photos are already indistinguishable, barely able to see the greenness in their faces. Two people stick together intimately, like a couple, and the background is the facade of the building.

   "It's her." Lu Li said, handing the photo frame to Anna.

   "How do you know, maybe it's her parents?" Anna took the frame with a weird expression and stared at the photo.

   "The illuminating technology just appeared more than ten years ago, and there are not many women over 1.7 meters tall."

  Anna nodded as if she understood, and put it back on the frame: "But I didn't find the basement."

  Lu Li didn't say anything, just put his eyes on the wooden door of the utility room next to the kitchen.

   He stepped closer to the utility room, raised his hand and opened the door.

   rustling…

   An ominous and gloomy aura came over my face, and some kind of malicious whispers floated in the darkness under the steps——

boom.

  Lu Li re-closed the wooden door leading to the basement.

   (end of this chapter)