Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 660 - 660 One hundred seventy-nine

660: One hundred seventy-nine.

It’s called science.

660: One hundred seventy-nine.

It’s called science.

“A structured system of knowledge.”

“Hmm…

I like that phrase, there are always some fools who treat science like it’s the medieval church’s silverware and holy water against demons,” Albert complained nonstop.

“How do you ensure that the broadcast will be heard by humans?” Lu Li asked calmly.

Unable to probe Inverted City, it was impossible to tell whether he was human or something strange.

“Answer time is over, kids, now listen to me,” Albert interrupted Lu Li’s question, picking up the machine on the table that was the size of an adult’s fist, with gears and wires exposed, looking like two identically constructed devices forced together: “The Evil Spirit Broadcast Prototype, we all know that different demons release their unique electromagnetic frequencies – it’s okay if you don’t know, just remember this term.”

Anna looked up, seeking Lu Li’s interpretation with her eyes.

“It can be understood as the different auras of different demons.”

Upon hearing Lu Li’s explanation, Albert paused slightly: “This machine can capture specific demons’ frequencies, making a sound when they approach.

But it’s not mature yet, only the demons with particularly strong frequencies can be detected.

I’ve recorded the frequencies of the Shadow Thief of Fire and Visible Sound into two radios, then disassembled and merged them into one.

When Shadow Thief of Fire and Visible Sound are near, the Evil Spirit Broadcast will play their unique ‘beautiful’ frequencies – and by the way, it also serves the function of a normal radio”

“So the key is the frequency; with the frequency, two radios could also do this?” Anna perceived the truth beneath the exterior.

“Uh…

Yes, but ‘one’ always sounds simpler than ‘many’.”

“What do you want us to do, help you complete it?” Lu Li asked.

“No no no, I’ve already sketched out the trunk of this tree, but I don’t have much time left, so others need to finish the branches and colors for me,” Albert unplugged the wires connecting the Evil Spirit Broadcast Prototype, walked up to Lu Li, and placed it in his raised palm.

“Take it outside, hand it to someone from the Exorcist Association.

The successor will perfect this great tree.

It will be the most important thing for the continuation and survival of our humanity.”

“You can leave with us,” Lu Li said.

A scholar always commands respect.

“It’s too late.”

Albert lifted his white robe, revealing his emptied abdomen which bizarrely didn’t seep a drop of blood.

He let his robe fall back down, speaking calmly: “The shadow of death has already enveloped me.”

Missing organs, such a grave injury, Albert might die at any moment.

Or rather the fact he hadn’t died yet was strange.

Lu Li fell silent, and Anna asked, “Where do we find the Exorcist Association?”

“Inside the hollow of the giant Banyan Tree in Tuka Town.”

Tuka Town was one of the small towns surrounding the Royal City of Arlen, less than twenty miles from the Royal City.

“Do you know what the four o’clock broadcast meant?” Anna remembered the broadcast missing key information and asked.

“How do you know nothing?” Albert looked back and forth at Lu Li and Anna with disbelief.

“We were outside the Royal City when Paradise descended.”

Albert didn’t wish to answer more questions and waste the little time he had left, but their response changed his attitude — he thought Lu Li had entered Paradise to rescue people: “They are reminding the survivors still in the Royal City to head to the five o’clock district, where the Demon Slayers from the United Organization will conduct the last evacuation before dawn.”

He glanced at the clock on the table: “You have less than an hour and a half.”

The five o’clock district, that was the street they entered when they came into the Royal City.

“What will happen if we can’t make it in time?” Anna pressed.

Time was of the essence; they had to leave this place nonstop, return to the clothing store, pick up the survivors, and set off without any trouble in order to reach the Fifth District by five thirty.

“That question is so foolish I don’t want to answer it,” Albert said, his face filled with the kind of distinct resistance and disdain only a child could show.

“Was the Exorcists’ Council a trap from the beginning?” Lu Li suddenly asked.

Albert was taken aback and then showed even more obvious reluctance, but still unwillingly answered Lu Li, “My time is running out, so listen carefully because I will only say this once: Yes, the Exorcists’ Council was a thorough lie from the start.”

“Why would they do such a thing?”

“Not they, we,” Albert corrected, unable to exclude himself with scientific precision, “Even those with wills as solid as rock cannot resist the casual glance of the vast existences like stars in the sky.

Just chanting their names could drive one mad, and what’s more terrifying is that they are not without wisdom.

We cannot comprehend everything about them with our own systems; we can only describe them as indescribable—”

“Fortunately, their gaze is fixed upon countless other worlds far from here, and they do not care about the insignificance of our world.

They just pass by our world, casting aside a glance in a fraction of a moment, with their servants and servants of servants invading our world and wreaking havoc.

Therefore, we must express our loyalty and harmlessness, like the Hyena King I.”

“So it’s just a trap,” Lu Li realized, grasping the cruelty and cold-blooded nature of the “false Exorcists’ Council.”

When ruthless bandits burst into a town, in order for the town to survive, the mayor gathered most of the townspeople to be slaughtered by the bandits while secretly allowing a small number of townspeople to hide in the cellars until the sated bandits left.

And if this were linked to the “seed of fire” plan…

The three major organizations had been filled with despair and pessimism from the very beginning.

“At least there was a way out.

Exorcists smart enough would guess it was a trap and avoid it, only those stupid Exorcists…” Albert caught a glimpse of Lu Li and suddenly changed his words, “…and the kind Exorcists would step into it knowing it was a trap.”

In fact, Lu Li was more like a combination of the three: stepping into the trap out of foolishness, leaving because of his intelligence, and re-entering due to his kindness.

Anna’s curving eyes were covered with icy coldness, her breath even hardly under control.

She could not bear that Lu Li would be endangered by the trap.

“What about the residents here?” Lu Li asked.

“Sometimes we have no choice.”

Albert’s mood turned downcast, even though he was not the planner of the scheme.

“My time is almost up; you can leave now.”

“What about you?” Lu Li inquired.

“Someone has to bear the mistakes, and this is the least I can do,” Albert murmured quietly.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything until after you’ve left.

But could you do me a favor?”

“What is it?”

After Albert expressed his final wish, he walked over and stood by the desk.

“Will you let us remember you?” Lu Li asked at that moment.

Albert smiled and responded to Lu Li.

“It seems you don’t know everything after all.

Of course, remember me, but please, remember me in a different way, because I only believe in truth,” he said.