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 kitchen stove flickered bright and dim, dispelling the damp and chill from the Detective Agency.


Jojo sat on a wooden chair as rainwater gathered at her feet.


Having closed the door, Lu Li returned to his desk and sat down, moving aside the oil lamp that obstructed his view, "What's wrong?"


"The officers haven't found my brother; they didn't even find any signs that the convoy had left. My brother is still in Shadow Town! And then, last night, Shadow Town suddenly lost all contact with the outside world! I know something happened. Please help me!"


This extrovert, cheerful girl with an adventurer's spirit pleaded desperately with reddened eyes.


Lu Li didn't speak; he was thinking about Shadow Town.


He had been into the Shadow Swamp and knew how bizarre and strange it was, including the Evil God known as the "Mother of the Marsh."


The letter from the Bird Beak Mask had once kept him away from Shadow Town, as there was something wrong there.


288. Human Nature