I am the righteous path.

A door unfolded before him.
Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.
The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.
The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.
They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.
Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.
He had no reason to refuse.

Detective Agency of the Bizarre

"The guards found Lola; its fierce resistance caused the guards to show no mercy, and they chopped off its head." Vinson leaned against the door as he entered the room, relaying the information he had gathered.


Several dark figures scurried past in the corridor outside.


"What about Sara?" Petra, lying on the sickbed, asked.


The doctor's assistant was wrapping his severed hand, with more than a dozen bloodied gauzes discarded around the trash can at the bedside.


"Rather than worrying about a woman, you should be concerned about your own wounds," Vinson retorted sarcastically, but still he answered, "She seems to have gone back to her room."


Petra's pallid face wrinkled in a frown.


"What did our investigator find out?" Vinson asked, looking at him.


"It's probably Sara who discovered something…" Petra said thoughtfully.


269. The Death of Aileen