Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 792 - 25. Got you

Chapter 792: 25. Got you

Dawn was breaking.

Morning beams filtered through gaps in the dark clouds, illuminating a dilapidated and gloomy room.

These beams lasted only for a few seconds before retreating back behind the ominous clouds.

The fleeting light returned the room to darkness, but it was enough to awaken the sleeping figure.

The silhouette on the bed stirred.

The body lying on its side stretched out, as eyes opened, a pair of unfocused black eyes began to gather, finding their focus.

The pitch-black eyes, akin to the deep sea, gently rotated, sweeping over the cobweb-laden ceiling.

The figure sat up, and a black tie slid off from the shoulder.

The eyes surveyed the seemingly long-neglected and dilapidated bedroom, slightly pausing as they glanced at the corner cabinet.

Lu Li instinctively took out his phone, the screen lit up, it was booting up.

During the booting process, Lu Li immersed his mind, his thoughts flipping through the Ghost Envoy Manual.

The character for ghost was almost entirely crimson, with the progress bar nearly complete; perhaps within an hour, Yang Chunxue could successfully advance.

Closing the Ghost Envoy Manual, Lu Li began to recall the details of last night’s events.

He hadn’t forgotten anything; every bizarre and eerie incident from last night was vividly remembered.

It wasn’t an illusion, nor a dream.

Or rather, whether it was an illusion or dream wasn’t important; what’s important is what Lu Li encountered.

Yet the experience in the cabinet was truly surreal, dreamlike, nebulously bizarre and peculiar, and at the last moment, it poured a bowl of philosophical advice onto Lu Li...

The cabinet door was tightly closed, a gusting wind sound slipped through the cracks, seemingly blowing onto the bed of Lu Li, but his hair wasn’t stirred.

The phone booted up, entering the desktop, displaying the time as 5:53.

Time held no particular significance.

One could forcibly add together the three digits to arrive at 13... but that would be too far-fetched. Much like the forced connection between the online phrase 666 and Satan supposedly gathering faith in secret.

Pulling up the contact list, his finger stopped as it hovered over Big Liu’s entry, sinking into contemplation.

Within the bizarre space, Lu Li hadn’t noticed any ghostly aura; the frenzied and absurd loathsome atmosphere inside led Lu Li to speculate it might be related to ’the door’, contacting Big Liu seemed the best choice but... he didn’t know how to describe this matter.

I ventured into a bizarre space, where a message on the wall told me how to handle the upcoming path, and it also instructed me not to stay up late, not to indulge in fun, to read more books, eat healthily...?

Big Liu might think Lu Li was out of his mind.

Moreover...

Does a cabinet door count as a door?

The screen dimmed, Lu Li didn’t press his finger down.

He wished to learn more about that space, but didn’t intend to risk himself again.

In contemplation, he moved slightly, lifting his gaze towards a corner of the ceiling.

Lu Li, having sensed something, got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, and stepped into the hallway.

Tap tap tap—

The sound of footsteps came from outside a door that had never been closed. Shortly after, the footsteps returned.

Clack—

With the door closed, Lu Li carried a ghost by the back of its neck all the way to the bedroom and released it.

"There’s something I need you to do." Lu Li spoke calmly.

"Please let me go, sir, I’m straight, and I have bad teeth, I’m no good for serving anyone!" Trembling all over, the ghost in its youthful form, dressed in a checkered shirt and casual pants, was shaking like a leaf.

Lu Li continued indifferently, "Inside the wardrobe there’s a staircase leading downward, I need you to go in and explore."

"Huh? Aren’t you going to..." The young ghost stopped shaking.

"What?" Black eyes lowered to meet those lingering fearful ones.

"Nothing, nothing, I thought..." The young ghost’s eyes shifted, testingly asking, "Will I die if I go...?"

"I don’t know, but not going will result in death." Lu Li lifted his coat revealing the grip of a gun.

A gun!?

The young ghost’s heart trembled, the unprocessed mindset made him instinctively fearful, only for him to realize in the next moment he’s a ghost - why fear a gun? The hunched posture straightened, just as he was about to speak, he remembered the scene where Lu Li stormed in, grabbed him like he was grabbing a chicken, causing the straightened form to hunch again.

Having momentarily shifted his mindset several times, the young ghost abandoned resistance, nodding glumly in agreement.

Lu Li paid no mind to its changing emotions, approaching the wardrobe, and spoke over his shoulder, "Inside, temporarily named the Time Floor. Each floor is separated by 30 minutes, meaning each time you move downward, time increases by 30 minutes. Your starting floor is 12 o’clock, the next is 12:30, various hints will appear on the walls, you should pay attention—"

The voice abruptly ceased, Lu Li fell silent in thought.

It was obvious that what he experienced was a snippet from a day during his childhood, with events varying person to person, what it encounters may not be the same as his own.

Lu Li altered his subsequent instructions: "Just pay attention to the hints on the wall, if you encounter a situation follow it. If the wall starts heavily suggesting ’good night’ or a certain behavior, do as it says. And, absolutely do not backtrack—unless instructed to by the wall."

Holding the cabinet doors, after covering all precautions, Lu Li tilted his head to see the ghost.

"Got it memorized?"

The young ghost stood at attention and saluted: "Although it sounds rather baffling... I promise to complete the mission!"

Dust settled from years gone by as the young ghost swallowed hard, the cabinet doors opened by Lu Li’s hands.

As the cabinet was opened, a streak of scarlet burst forth, transforming into a remnant shadow racing towards Lu Li’s face.

In a split second, Lu Li’s pupils contracted into needle-like points as Ghost Hand unfurled in defense—

Yet abruptly the scarlet remnant halted in mid-air, revealing its twisted form: a scarlet tentacle.

Inside the wardrobe lay only casual clothes and neatly stacked blankets.

The time staircase was nowhere in sight.

Lu Li’s gaze fell on the continuously twisting scarlet tentacle before him.

Was the bizarre space... related to the scarlet tentacle?

Coo, coo, coo—

The sound of a rooster crowing came from an unknown source, Lu Li thoughtfully took out his phone to check the time, 6:01.

Listening carefully, the sound of wind inside the room had already vanished.

The eyes of the ghost young man abruptly widened as a can on the bedside table levitated in mid-air and floated to Lu Li, opening its lid by itself, enclosing the scarlet tentacle, before sealing tightly.

Retrieving the ghostly aura, Lu Li caught the jar containing the scarlet tentacle, glancing at the ghost beside.

It harbored no resentment or malice, just a ghost that appeared due to incidents.

"You may leave, remember to follow the rules and laws."

"I promise to be a good ghost!" The young ghost shivered again, loudly vowed, slowly turning away, seemingly worried that Lu Li might draw his gun even then...

From behind, Lu Li lifted a corner of his coat, raising a hand towards his waist... taking out a phone.

Lu Li was never someone who would harm innocents for personal gain.

Despite this being his professional duty.

Thud thud—

The vigorous scarlet tentacle kept banging against the can.

Lu Li slid the contact list to a certain page, then dialed.

Although he encountered some indescribable troubles, at least the matter had been satisfactorily resolved.