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

"I should have thought of this earlier..."


Jojo murmured sorrowfully, unable to stop her tears.


She had already prepared herself for her brother's death, but when she finally encountered the truth, the unbearable grief instantly pierced her heart.


Lu Li, holding an oil lamp, stood at the doorway, his face unchanged with calmness. His gaze swept over the extinguished campfire, the scattered empty cans and unopened cans, the unused charcoal, and the strange patterns on Oliver's body.


It was clear that Oliver had died an unnatural death.


Jojo crouched beside her brother, whispering inaudible gentle words. Lu Li waited quietly; he thought it would take Jojo a long time to calm her emotions, but soon, she left her brother's side, wiped away her tears, and approached Lu Li.


"Can we take my brother's body with us?" Jojo asked hoarsely.


Three hundred and twenty-two. Cooling body