Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 793 - 26. Don’t let it see

Chapter 793: 26. Don’t let it see

"Do you know anyone in the laboratory?"

"...Are you planning to switch to another cash cow now?"

"Some things need to be tested."

Back in the car, Lu Li placed the jar on the dashboard.

Now the blood-colored tentacle really is just an ordinary tentacle—if you don’t consider it moving incessantly.

On the other end of the phone, Officer Wen earnestly advised, "Helping you involves using personal connections. I don’t mind helping you, but the things you’re doing don’t seem to have much meaning, and it’s really frustrating when you come to me every day."

Imagine the captain of the criminal investigation team, helping Lu Li with errands and inquiries daily.

Lu Li quietly stared at the tentacle in the jar, "Maintaining the peace in Lingling City counts as meaningful, doesn’t it?"

"Who knows?"

The implication was that Lu Li was secretly maintaining world peace, but how many people knew about it?

After a brief silence, Lu Li said, "So do you know anyone in the laboratory?"

"I’m so stupid, knowing full well you’re as stubborn as a mule, advising you is like water off a duck’s back..."

The elderly Officer Wen kept rambling.

Knock—knock—knock—

The car window was suddenly knocked on.

Lu Li glanced sideways; a dull gray figure stood outside the car window, revealing only the shoulders and below.

"What kind of laboratory are you looking for? There’s a regular laboratory, but you need to record everything you test. There’s a private lab where you can test whatever you want, and with my connections, they can turn a blind eye."

The voice of Officer Wen continued over the phone.

Lu Li seemed oblivious as he gazed at the figure outside, his dark pupils narrowing, his expression gradually becoming grave.

In his intuitive perception, an indescribable malicious aura lingered outside.

His hand, which was on the window crank, withdrew.

Has it come...?

Knock—knock—knock—

A pale and faded hand slowly and eerily tapped on the car window.

The diary and Big Liu’s warning overlapped, surfacing in Lu Li’s mind.

[When you hear it, it can see you. When you see it, it can touch you. Never let it touch you, it can come for you...]

Not to see it or be seen by it, huh...

Without showing any emotion, Lu Li pressed the button to lock the car doors, his head slightly lowered, trying to see the neck and head above the shoulders.

But eerily, no matter how low his line of sight got, he could only see the shoulders.

The eerie figure outside the window was like a sticker on the window; beyond what was shown, nothing else could be explored.

Knock—knock—knock—

"Hello? Are you still listening? Hello?"

Inquiries came through the handset.

Lu Li stared intently at the presence outside, and whispered, "Send a tow truck to Building 13 in District A, quick."

Without further ado, he hung up the phone and leaned back into the seat.

Knock—knock—knock—

The relentless pale presence continued to tap on the car window, as Lu Li, sitting quietly in the driver’s seat, turned his gaze to the red tentacle.

It was still restlessly attempting to break out of the jar, unclear whether it was because of being trapped or the pale presence.

Time ticked by, second by second, under the gloomy sky, the pale presence remained, knocking rhythmically on the car window, knocking as if on one’s heart.

In the early morning, residents on their way to work or to buy groceries passed by the parking area below, unaware of the pale figure. The interior and exterior of the car, along with the bustling surroundings, seemed like two separate spaces.

In the twentieth minute, amidst the persistent knocking, two vehicles drove into the community.

A police car led, followed closely by a tow truck, both parking downstairs not far away.

Officer Wen got out of the police car, looking a bit more plump than a month ago.

Bang—

Closing the car door, Officer Wen adjusted his belt and walked over, stretching his neck to the car window, "Are you in the car? Don’t tell me you called a tow truck just because you ran out of gas."

Lu Li looked straight ahead, paying no heed.

"Hey? Lu Li? Acting deaf and mute now that I caught you?"

Standing by the car, Officer Wen’s figure overlapped with the pale presence; he pulled at the door, but it was locked and wouldn’t open.

Lu Li finally reacted, turning his head to look, meeting Officer Wen’s gaze.

Those calm dark eyes were as if looking at a dead man.

Officer Wen, no fool, was startled, his hand freezing mid-air before it could knock on the glass.

But the knocking sound predictably came.

Knock—knock—knock—

Realizing something, Officer Wen took out his phone to call Lu Li, Lu Li immediately hung up, thought for a moment, and sent a message. "Something is outside the car."

Officer Wen’s hand visibly trembled; this middle-aged man, honored several times for third-class merit, almost dropped his phone: "Where?"

"On you."

Thud, thud, thud, thud—

Officer Wen stumbled back, startling his colleagues in the police car and the tow truck personnel nearby.

Lu Li continued sending, "Move away, it’s by the car window."

"What should I do now?! [emoji]" Officer Wen, flustered, asked, sending an emoji for good measure.

"Tell the tow truck to tow the car away."

Officer Wen understood, his small paunch jiggling as he ran back to the police car, saying something to his colleagues and the tow truck personnel, pointing towards Lu Li’s direction.

The tow truck personnel, in work uniforms, picked up the tow rope, looking at the car and Lu Li with a strange, puzzled gaze, then secured the tow rope, towing the old Xiali out of the parking area.

The instant the car left its position, a sense of disorientation washed over Lu Li, the surrounding view darkened, then instantly returned to normal.

The pale figure outside the window disappeared.

Lu Li remained motionless until the tow truck dragged the car out of the community; he then raised his hand, gesturing to the ever-watchful Officer Wen.

"Okay, stop the car!" Officer Wen shouted towards the tow truck.

The car came to a halt, and Lu Li pushed the door open to step out.

Looking back under Building 13, the street was empty, as if everything that happened in the past ten-plus minutes was an illusion.

"What was it? A ghost?" Officer Wen walked over to ask.

"Sort of. For you, there’s no difference." Lu Li withdrew his gaze.

"Hmm... speaking of which, will I be okay? Should I get an amulet or something?"

"You should be fine."

"’Should’?" Officer Wen raised an eyebrow, his heart skipping a beat.

"It won’t affect those who aren’t involved, but you..."

Getting reckless enough to merge with it, Lu Li didn’t know how to describe it.

After a brief hesitation, Lu Li added, "Remember to get enough rest, don’t stay up late after you go back."

The motivational speech Lu Li was filled with was now given to Officer Wen.

"Just not staying up late is enough?"

"Yeah."

"Hmm..." Officer Wen pondered, agreeing, though somewhat skeptical, but Lu Li is a professional after all.

"By the way, how’s the investigation going with Liu Xiaoyan’s situation? Is it related to what happened just now?"

"You want to know?"

"...Forget it." Being a smart man, personal safety is more important than curiosity. Officer Wen didn’t ask further, instead, he took out a photo from his pocket: "Look, this is my son, born just at the end of last month, isn’t he cute and chubby?"

Lu Li’s calm dark eyes were like looking at a dead man.

"What now?!" Officer Wen felt a chill in his heart.

"Nothing."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Then why do you look away..."