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

Before entering Shadow Town, Jojo thought that only workers and lunatics talked to metal.


Now, she understood and agreed with Lu Li's actions.


Lu Li's words echoed down the corridor and gradually faded.


As the echoing hum dissolved, Lu Li still had received no response.


Anna's Soul Projection and abilities were useless on metal, but it seemed they had no choice but to try now.


However, before the fight began, Jojo gently tugged at Lu Li's sleeve and whispered, "The path ahead has turned into a wall..."


Lu Li's dark eyes fell on the path ahead, the oil lamp interfering with his vision. He moved the oil lamp aside and stared into the depths of the corridor.


The thick, viscous darkness pushed back, revealing walls covered in rust and corners barely visible.


Before this, the path was straight and seemingly endless.


Lu Li tilted his head, Anna gave him a slight nod, and they both stepped towards the corner.


Three hundred and twenty-three. The whale should return to the sea.