Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 116 - 116 116

116: 116.

Incredibly Close Answer 116: 116.

Incredibly Close Answer “So it’s like this…

You’ve been searching for someone for five years, and I never knew you were such a deep and devoted person.”

Listening quietly to Lu Li calmly telling his story, the emotional Yang Chunxue was touched.

Her gaze upon Lu Li carried a hint of sympathy.

So this laconic, never-smiling fellow actually harbored a delicate and affectionate heart—

“You misunderstood.

I just need to find her; whether she’s alive or dead doesn’t matter.”

The suddenly uttered indifferent words shattered all of Yang Chunxue’s beautiful illusions.

“Why!?” Yang Chunxue was stunned, unable to understand.

In order to find his missing girlfriend, he established the Detective Agency to use his own power to investigate.

Even after five years, he still hadn’t given up, even becoming a Ghost Envoy, targeted by terrifying entities and trapped in a dire situation that was irreversible…

After doing so much, it seemed he deeply cared about her.

“If your boyfriend suddenly left without a word and lost contact, what would you do?”

“I might kill him.” Yang Chunxue gritted her teeth.

“I’m not that extreme.”

“I see…

But how can you be so sure she didn’t die in an accident?”

“Whether she’s dead or alive doesn’t affect my search for her.”

Lu Li gazed forward, speaking indifferently.

Perhaps at the beginning, Lu Li really was trying to find her.

However, as time passed, the little affection that existed faded away, and what supported his search was merely previous inertia.

It’s better to say he was seeking the truth rather than looking for what happened to his former girlfriend.

Whether she was dead or alive didn’t matter to him.

“I understand…

but could you slow down a bit?

I don’t mind, but you are flesh and blood.”

The scenery on both sides whizzed by, and as they were about to enter the urban area, the speed of the car did not slow at all, causing Yang Chunxue to instinctively reach for her seat belt.

Then she passed right through it, touching nothing.

“Delay can lead to problems.”

Lu Li answered briefly, turning the steering wheel and once again diverting the car from the road.

“Where are you going…

Ahhhhhhh we’re going to crash!”

During Yang Chunxue’s screams, the car shockingly drove up a set of stairs, the engine emitting a muffled sound as it bounced to the top.

Mall entrance, a security guard facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, secretly squeezing the blackheads on his nose.

A sudden roar behind him first startled him, then he saw in the glass reflection a scene: a car was rushing straight from the stairs.

He widened his eyes and almost reflexively threw himself to the side.

The expected scene of the car soaring and shattering the glass door did not occur.

The car leaped from the stairs, leaving behind a screeching of tires and a trail of black tire marks as it rushed through the open doors of the mall.

The security guard, still shaken, got up and watched the car heading deeper into the mall, then like waking from a dream, he grabbed the intercom and shouted, “Control room, come in!

Control room, come in!”

“Control room received.”

“A car…

a car just drove through the main entrance!”

“What?”

In the early morning, there weren’t many visitors in the mall, mostly shop staff arranging items or cleaning.

A deep engine roar suddenly echoed throughout the ground floor of the mall.

People turned around in bewilderment, only to see a white blur charging directly at them.

“Ahhhhhh—”

The shop staff and visitors screamed in fear, stumbling into the shops for cover.

Whoooosh—

The car whizzed past, carrying a howling wind.

It passed the cultural goods store.

Several stacks of paper set on the counter were blown by the wind into the corridor where they fluttered wildly in the air, scattering all around.

A few sheets stuck to the windshield and were carried away by the car.

“Is this a movie scene?”

The unnerved shop staff and visitors whispered to each other, pulling out their phones to film the receding taillights of the car.

Mall’s back door.

The roaring sound inside the mall was rapidly approaching.

Upon the alert, the security guard had already hidden behind a pillar, and to avoid unnecessary losses, the back door had been left wide open.

The next moment, a white car shot out of the mall like an arrow released from a bow, charging toward the steps.

Bang!

The car landed heavily, emitting a puff of black smoke from its tail, swerving and shaking for a moment before stabilizing and gradually moving away from the mall.

“…you just…

drove straight out of a mall!?”

Yang Chunxue, realizing this belatedly, looked back at the gradually disappearing back door of the mall.

Lu Li did not answer but simply raised his hand to turn on the windshield wipers.

Whoosh—

The papers on the windshield were swept away, and visibility was restored.

On the dashboard, a mercury-like liquid gathered right in front.

They continued straight, crossing through parks, markets, fountains, and other places until a swiftly flowing river stretched across their path.

Finally, the old Xiali slowed down and stopped in front of the river’s guardrail, the engine turning off.

Confused, Yang Chunxue watched as Lu Li picked up the Bagua Jade Pendant.

The mercury liquid no longer pointed in any particular direction, instead gathering in the center’s Taiji diagram.

The person he was looking for was nearby.

Lu Li opened the door and stepped out of the car, walking up to the bustling river’s guardrail.

“Couldn’t we have just driven here normally?

Won’t this get us wanted?

This will definitely get us wanted, right?” Yang Chunxue complained, floating to his side.

Lu Li gazed across the river, holding the jade pendant in his palm, and turned his head towards Yang Chunxue to speak.

“The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.”

…

Renovation workers busily moved back and forth.

One by one, blackened furniture items, unrecognizable in their original form, were carried out from an iron gate and placed by the roadside.

“The main structure of the house is okay, it’s just the furniture and walls that burned.

The former is definitely unusable, the latter can be painted over or completely refurbished.

What do you think, miss?”

The construction foreman inquired tentatively, speaking to the figure standing before him.

The woman in a men’s suit looked up at the smoke-darkened outer walls of the residential houses, her black ponytail swaying lightly behind her head, without turning around.

“Just paint over it, it’s only the furniture that burned, the house is still usable.”

“You’re quite open-minded, miss.” The foreman offered a compliment, about to say something else when a worker hurried out, gasping for breath, “Boss, you need to come see this, there’s something on the wall!”

“What’s with the wall?” The foreman, with an apologetic smile towards the ponytail woman, asked, frowning.

“It’s…

there are shadows of people on the wall.” The worker described simply the dark silhouettes of a family of three.

The ponytail woman responded, “The former owner’s child used to be playful, always liked to draw on the walls.”

“Did you hear that?

Stop making a fuss and get back to work!” The foreman glared at the disheartened worker, explaining apologetically to the ponytail woman, “Sorry about that.

You can count on us for the painting, we can finish it in three days if we’re fast.”

“No rush, you can take your time.”

The foreman smiled and nodded, extending his right hand.

The ponytail woman reached out her hand clad in a white glove, and they shook hands.

“I’ll get back to work then.”

After bidding farewell, the foreman turned and walked into the house to work.

The ponytail woman silently took off her gloves and casually tossed them into a corner.

She looked up, her ponytail swaying as she continued to watch the outer walls of the house, letting out a resigned sigh.

“Time to start over again.”