Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 134 - 134 134

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A unique football match 134: 134.

A unique football match “`

Thud—thud-thud—thud-thud—thud—

Disordered footsteps echoed down the stairs, as dust rained down from the space beneath the wooden steps.

In the second floor of the Long House, a row of doors stretched neatly towards the end like grim coffins, with light only lingering at the windows on either side of the corridor; the rest was dim, illuminated only by the light seeping through the cracks in the wooden planks.

Once it rained, the inside of such a house would rain too—fortunately, this place was only temporarily set up for trials, rather than actually inhabited.

Lu Li and the young man with ill intentions ascended to the second floor, standing at the top of the staircase looking left and right down the long corridor.

“Do you know where my room is?” Lu Li’s question was like a pitiful insect struggling in a spider web, utterly useless except for drawing the spider closer.

“I know, I know, we’re actually roommates.”

As expected, the young man hurriedly agreed and led the way ahead.

He kept glancing back, seemingly worried that Lu Li might run away.

Lu Li had no intention of slipping away and quietly followed behind the youth.

So now it seemed as if the trapped insect was purposely running into the spider’s web.

The youth led Lu Li to a door two down from the staircase, turned the handle, and pushed the door open.

Lu Li stood at the threshold as a haze of light sifted through the dust, and a sealed scent wafted out—a strange smell like a mix of rotting wood and damp blankets.

At first sniff, it was somewhat pleasant, like gasoline, but after a while, it grew uncomfortable.

“Is this my room?”

Lu Li scanned the room, which was neither large nor small, with four beds placed in each corner, each accompanied by a nightstand.

On the windowsill sat a pot with an already withered plant.

“That’s right, four people to a room.

We all live here,” the youth said as he stepped into the room and turned to face Lu Li from the doorway.

The truth of his words was unknown.

“Besides us, who are the other two?” Lu Li stood motionless at the doorway, asking.

“Liu San and Hou Liang, one got ground into a human-shaped meatball by the harvester, the other fell from a mountain looking like a broken doll.”

“Sounds like they’re not easy to get along with.”

“Forget that, come on in.

This will be our dormitory,” the youth beckoningly whispered, his eyes almost unable to conceal his eagerness.

“We have some time before class; I’ll show you around the dormitory.”

“Okay.”

Lu Li nodded and gladly accepted, entering the room with an innocent face.

There was a high chance the dormitory had surveillance cameras, and equally a chance it did not.

It all depended on whether the organizers from the Jinlongyu Taoist temple were twisted enough.

Considering the finances of the Jinlongyu Taoist temple…

they probably couldn’t afford cameras for twelve dormitories.

Moreover, if even the dormitories had cameras installed, it’s likely the rest of the school was the same, leaving no absolute blind spots.

Therefore, Lu Li’s plan was worth a shot.

Behind him, the youth closed the room door, his face breaking into a grotesque smile.

He was merely waiting for the door to shut, eager to savor Lu Li, this living person, all to himself without competition.

Bang.

The door closed, and as the youth turned around with a ferocious smile, suddenly he felt a chill in his belly.

He looked at Lu Li, who was close at hand, and was taken aback for a moment before instinctively looking down at his stomach.

A knife handle protruded from his lower abdomen, the blade part already plunged in, with a palm grasping the handle of the kitchen knife.

The youth dumbly traced the arm up to meet Lu Li’s dark eyes.

“How does it feel?”

Lu Li’s question came across as if he were inquiring about a customer’s experience with a product, leaving the youth struggling to comprehend.

“What?”

Why was this different from what he had imagined…?

Shouldn’t it be that he reveals his ghostly form, causing the contestant to scream in terror before being excitedly killed by him…?

Why was he the one stabbed with a knife…?

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“For instance, pain, dissolution, weakness…” Lu Li’s voice suddenly paused, and he sensed the young man’s breath hadn’t changed at all, his brows furrowing slightly as he said, “It seems not, just ordinary kitchenware then…”

Indeed, since the theme of the test was survival, the participants couldn’t be given the ability to resist.

The remaining Bone-crushing Hammer was also likely an ordinary kitchen tool, but to avoid any oversight, Lu Li still lifted the Bone-crushing Hammer and swung it down to test its effect.

Thud.

The baby fist-sized Bone-crushing Hammer struck the young man’s forehead, caving in his skull deeply, with the hammer body embedded in his head, yet nothing flowed out.

“How about now?” Lu Li asked, sounding like a cold-blooded killer.

In his perception, the young man’s breath remained unchanged, save for his appearance looking even more tragic.

As if waking from a dream, the young man finally realized Lu Li was attacking him, and his demeanor instantly turned sinister as he lunged at Lu Li.

Lu Li’s response was to equip the Mother-Child Catalogue, reach out and clasp the unresisting young man’s neck, and instantly tighten his grip with both hands.

“Hmm—”

A barely audible moan reached the hallway outside the door, followed by the sound of falling and the faint dragging of something heavy, then there was no more noise.

A dozen seconds later, the door was suddenly pulled open.

Lu Li’s figure appeared at the door.

He backed into the corridor and said to the room, “Class is starting, I’m going back to the classroom to prepare for the lesson.”

In a silence where no voice arose, Lu Li seemed to be listening to something, then nodded, “Alright then, make it quick.”

Click—

Casually closing the door, Lu Li turned and walked to the classroom downstairs.

…

The classroom during the break was not as safe as imagined.

At least, after Lu Li returned, there were two more corpses in the classroom.

The contestants looked fearful and angry, hating their lack of medium items.

Outside this realm, these Ghost Creatures would have been scattered to the winds long ago.

Now, with their legs and arms bound, they could only dodge.

Soon after, the bell for the third period rang, and the sound of high heels appeared punctually.

Physical education wasn’t conducted in the classroom, but on the open ground outside the Long House.

Like herding sheep, Song Hongfen drove the students outside.

The students stood haphazardly in a group, and one student asked, “Teacher, what are we doing for physical education?”

“Let’s play soccer,” Song Hongfen replied nonchalantly.

But the problem that followed stood squarely in front of teachers and students.

“We have no ball, and we don’t have goals either,” said a Beheaded Ghost with an unusually long neck, standing out among the students like a crane in a flock of chickens.

At this, Lu Li’s interest was piqued and he suddenly turned to search for a figure among the students.

As his gaze moved, he locked eyes with Lei Lei, who just happened to be looking his way.

A foreboding feeling quickly spread through Lei Lei’s heart, and before he could think to run, Lu Li’s voice rang out.

“We have a ball.”

The remaining thirty-eight students divided into two teams, marking out symmetric goals on either side of the field.

Standing in the center of the field, Lu Li held a head in one hand, ready to kick off.

“Brother, big bro, dad!

Please, be gentle, this is a head after all, not a real ball.”

“I will.”

Lu Li replied, and at the sound of Song Hongfen’s start, he suddenly exerted force and lashed out with a kick.

Bang!

Lu Li looked up at the ball that was soaring higher and higher from his kick amidst screams, his dark pupils narrowing slightly.

Should he take this physical education period to kick the Beheaded Ghost to death?