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

As noon approached, the carriage reached the cliff top.


The terrifying flashes of thunder shimmered in the clouds, creating a more oppressive feeling than seeing it from the city.


Anna went to check on Annie's condition. Lu Li unhitched the carriage and led the horses into the cave.


After passing through the curtain of water at the cave's entrance, the sound of rain no longer filled their ears, and the surroundings became relatively quiet.


Lu Li tied the horses to a rock outside the shelter and walked into the shelter.


The room in the shelter was much drier than the Detective Agency. The few remaining books showed no signs of moisture damage. Lu Li picked up an oil lamp, lit it, and then walked out of the room.


This oil lamp was placed by Lu Li on the rock, left there for the horses.


After finishing these tasks, Lu Li walked out of the cave and vanished into the curtain of rain.


Anna's forehead lightly touched the tree trunk, feeling Annie's consciousness.


Two Hundred Thirty-Four. A Day on the Cliff Top