Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 152 - 152 10

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Annoying Segment 152: 10.

Annoying Segment “You seem very calm,” Lu Li said noncommittally, counter-questioning.

“Because, as I’ve said before, we have no conflict,” Hol replied from the dark alley that let no light in, standing in the dimness with only half his face outlined and a smirk on it.

“It was Richard who attacked you, Ulysses who wants to take over you.

As for me?

I’m just a guy who benefited from Richard and I certainly don’t want to get involved in his conspiracy.”

“Unless you’re the kind of person with too much sense of justice, wanting to shout ‘For justice!’ and then kill me, hahaha…”

Finding it amusing, Hol laughed heartily, his image crazed.

However, he soon realized he was the only one laughing; Lu Li’s expression remained unchanged.

His smile gradually faded, and sensing something, he tested, “You wouldn’t do that, right?”

“…”

Lu Li’s silence began to make the atmosphere heavy.

Hol restrained his frivolous expression and said earnestly, “Your enemy is Richard.”

“But that won’t stop me from taking care of you as well,” Lu Li replied, unlatching his gun holster.

Though he knew that the Spirit-Calling Gun would affect his Sanity Value, it was his only means of attack.

“I can tell you everything you want to know, including Richard’s plans and where he might be hiding!”

Lu Li’s movements hesitated, and he asked, “Where is Richard?”

Hol exhaled lightly, “If I tell you, will you let me go?”

Anna leaned in and whispered, “We could trick the location out of him and then—”

“No.”

All hope was extinguished in the chill of that word.

Stunned, not only was Hol, but also Anna.

This Ghost Girl harbored a sense of intellectual superiority for the first time, unable to help but exclaim, “Can’t you just deceive him!”

“I never lie,” Lu Li replied, tilting his head to look at her, his answer somewhat serious.

“Hehehe…”

A derisive laughter abruptly came from across, as Hol covered his face, laughing deeply, “I was already planning to mend my ways and live a good life, but since you are courting death…

well then, you can’t blame—”

Bang!!

The voice cut off sharply as the roar of a dragon shattered all other sounds, with dense smoke rising from the muzzle.

Raindrops around them paused momentarily, then fell even more fiercely.

Through the gaps in the rising smoke from the muzzle, a bloodied Hol appeared, his chest a gory mess.

It was unclear whether it was because the first rose had fully bloomed, or Hol was not strong, or both—but this shot almost instantly killed Hol.

Lu Li reholstered his gun, silently ejected the spent cartridge, and loaded a new bullet.

“Wait a second!

Who’s the mad one here, you or me…”

Realizing Lu Li was preparing to shoot again, Hol cried out in pain and anger, “Why start shooting before I even finished talking!”

“Otherwise we would be waiting for you to say ‘start’, huh?” Lu Li replied, tilting his head slightly.

This reminded Lu Li, and he tilted his head, saying, “Anna.”

“Hmm?” Anna mimicked Lu Li’s gesture, tilting her head.

“By taking him down, you’ll grow stronger,” he said.

“Uh…

Leave it to me,” Anna hesitated for a moment before dashing forward.

Squish—Squirt—

Suddenly, a series of tearing sounds emanated from Hol’s body.

Tiny cracks opened in the exploded flesh of his chest.

Something dark as ink was brewing from those black cracks.

An indescribable malicious aura seeped from the split skin of his chest, and at the same time, hundreds of fine cracks spread densely across his chest, from which numerous red eyeballs protruded, covering Hol’s chest.

Like the back of a toad.

“What is this, it’s so disgusting aaaaah!” Anna covered her eyes and quickly backed away.

At that moment, a figure brushed past her, leaving behind a remark.

“It looks like it’s up to me to finish this.”

The hundreds of red eyeballs on Hol’s chest simultaneously turned, focusing on Lu Li.

And on the Spirit-Calling Gun in his hand.

Bang!

The muzzle lifted, thick smoke billowed, and another loud dragon-like roar echoed through the narrow alley, the ground seemingly trembling along with it.

“Aaaah!”

Hol let out a painful shriek, the countless crimson eyeballs on his chest exploded, crushed into a bloody juice that extravagantly coated the surrounding walls and mixed with the sewage flowing into the roadside gutters.

“Aaargh!” Hol screamed piercingly, clutching his chest and rolling on the ground in agony.

“This can’t be!

This can’t be!

How can you be this strong!”

“You’re just too weak.”

In excruciating pain, the crisp sound of an ejected shell made his soul tremble.

Hol almost reflexively rolled aside, but he was still a step too slow.

Bang!

The third gunshot!

Almost simultaneously, Hol’s right arm exploded and flew into the distance, evaporating and dissipating in mid-air.

The bloodstains also disappeared, as if nothing had happened in the alley.

“Aaaah!

Wait!

Please wait!” Hol desperately begged, his pupils strained, screaming to pause everything.

“Wait for what.”

Lu Li’s voice was steady as he loaded the fourth bullet.

“I surrender!

I give up!” Hol’s lips leaked blood froth: “I’ll tell you everything I know!

You’re looking for Richard, right?

I’ll tell you where he is!”

“Continue.” Lu Li’s calm voice sounded.

Blood-red saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, Hol, bearing the intense pain, gasped heavily: “If I tell you, will you let me go?”

“You asked that just now.”

“Then what reason do I have to say it?” Hol tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“If you don’t speak, you’ll die now.

If you speak, you can live a little longer.”

Anna poked her head out from behind Lu Li and hummed, “There are still some eyes on his chest, just get rid of them all, they look so disgusting…”

“Don’t…don’t do that!” Hol hurriedly pleaded, “I would die immediately…

I rely on these eyes to stay alive…”

Lu Li silently noted this, temporarily lowering his gun: “Speak.”

“Cough…cough.” Hol coughed out a large patch of blood, which evaporated as soon as it hit the ground.

He gasped heavily, occasionally his cheeks twitched from pain, his eyes revealing weariness and haggardness: “I am actually already dead.

After the Asylum was abandoned, there was a big fire, and I, along with a few other severely ill patients who were strapped to their beds, burned alive…

Richard was fortunate enough to escape.

I just want to survive.

I really love my current wife, she is five months pregnant, even though the child isn’t—”

“You don’t need to say these things, I’m not interested in hearing them, just tell me where Richard is.”

Hol slightly stunned, his lips trembling said, “But…but shouldn’t villains confess the truth at the last moment in a typical situation, helping everyone understand their motives?”

“I belong to the type that doesn’t listen.”