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

Lightning shimmered deep within the clouds.


Jojo blinked a few times in front of the alley and watched Lu Li, who had turned around and was coming back, "Is it all over?"


She had already seen the street lamps slowly lighting up and the brightness in the windows of the buildings.


This place had reverted to a regular dark alley.


Lu Li picked up the Spirit-Calling Gun from the puddle and put it back into its holster, then turned to look at Anna, who was listlessly drifting over, "Are you okay?"


"Not really... Her memories and emotions are those of a madman..." Anna frowned tightly, the twisted consciousness flooding her mind hadn't dissipated yet, and it seemed that it would take time to heal.


Anna floated back to Lu Li's side, "What about you? Are you alright?"


Anna and Jojo hadn't seen what had happened before.


Lu Li glanced at her silently and then turned to Jojo, "And you?"


Jojo sighed sadly, "I'm okay too, but the food is gone..."


295. Soul Projection