Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 803 - 36. Yang Chunxue Does Not Believe in Tears

Chapter 803: 36. Yang Chunxue Does Not Believe in Tears

Lu Li made a mistake.

When he sat back in the car and thought about the whole process, he realized it.

The Ghost Cheongsam was different from all the tentacle hosts he had seen before. She was not decayed and kept her sanity.

This might indicate two things: she lied earlier, or it’s related to her special way of existence.

Given that she indeed appeared in Lu Li’s Ghost Envoy Manual, the first possibility can be ruled out. Unfortunately, she has already been exorcised, so there’s no way to ask about the situation.

[Possessing Ghost]

Ghost

The vignette style shows the scene when she died, an old-fashioned room, sitting in the hall, the screen elegant, the cheongsam dyed blood red.

After using the vignette ability, a blood-colored cheongsam made of ghostly energy appeared around Lu Li... Fortunately, it can be changed, so Lu Li turned the cheongsam into a trench coat style, merging it with the one he was wearing.

Although it remains an eye-catching red, at least he now has some protective ability.

Using a few useless vignettes left to strengthen the Ghost Flag... coat to 6~7 layers, the ghostly energy around becomes dense, and the red even more vivid.

The call from Officer Wen came quickly.

A few minutes after Lu Li impersonated a police officer once again, his phone rang.

Dispersing the ability, Lu Li answered the phone.

"..."

After a long silence, Officer Wen was the first to break it: "Why am I always the one to speak first... Do you have anything to say about what happened a few minutes ago?"

"For example."

"Well... for example, why did you go to Xiling University, why was there a flower season girl lying on the ground unconscious without clothes."

"She was wearing underwear."

"Am I talking to you about whether she was wearing underwear or not!? What I mean is, ahem ahem ahem... cough cough... so why did you impersonate a police officer again."

"It’s the same old story, are you sure you want to hear it?"

"I... you... I..." Officer Wen hesitated for a long time, sighed: "Forget it, I’m in my thirties and have a son... I’m more or less used to you always doing this." Officer Wen laughed at himself. "Just like before. I’ll take the blame, and you take the risk."

Officer Wen seemed to fall into some sort of midlife crisis mindset, and Lu Li ignored it, continuing to ask: "How about Richard Li, who I asked you to keep an eye on before."

"No news yet."

"You need to hurry up, and make sure not to alert him. Notify me immediately once you find any trace."

"Why do you sound like my boss, I can only do my best because he’s just an ordinary fugitive suspect."

"What if I said this guy is trying to destroy Lingling City?"

"..."

A long silence ensued on the other side, then after a moment, Officer Wen tentatively asked: "Have you seen a psychiatrist lately?"

"No, I’ll see one after this matter is over."

"Perhaps you should go now?"

Lu Li did not reply.

Officer Wen’s bitter laugh followed: "This... really... To be honest, I don’t dare to believe it, even if it’s you saying it."

"Understandable, which is why I haven’t called the police."

Officer Wen exhaled a breath of foul air, looking a bit more serious: "Anyway, I’ll do everything I can about this matter."

"Okay."

A brief response, and Lu Li hung up the phone.

He turned his head towards the school gate, two graceful silhouettes entwined were approaching.

To others, only one was visible.

"Did you manage to persuade her?" Lu Li asked.

Yang Chunxue held Sun Yan, and replied crisply: "She might have developed some depression, I’ve already told her to see a psychologist tomorrow morning."

Lu Li didn’t comment, his gaze falling on Sun Yan’s face: "You won’t commit suicide, will you?"

Sun Yan shuddered, her face turning pale, caught by Lu Li’s words.

With a suspicious look, Yang Chunxue glanced at Lu Li, who continued to speak calmly: "I’m not good at persuasion, I only state facts. People don’t turn into ghosts after death, even if there’s strong resentment, it only increases the chance but isn’t guaranteed. So your suicide not only won’t solve anything but could also harm Yang Chunxue."

Ghost emotions on the wraith level become more prone to fluctuation. Yang Chunxue, being well protected, is currently only slightly emotional, but if her only friend commits suicide, that emotional state might turn into paranoia, and it’s hard to say if she would undergo a drastic change in personality.

Sun Yan lowered her head, revealing a heartbreaking vulnerability. After a long pause, she strengthened herself a bit, lifted her head, and said: "I’ll live well for Chunxue’s sake."

"Yan Zhi..." Yang Chunxue felt deeply moved, her eyes reddening. If ghosts could cry, she would have.

Buzz—

At this moment, Lu Li spoiled the atmosphere by starting the car.

Sun Yan pulled a smile, pushed Yang Chunxue toward the car door: "Go home, your boyfriend is getting impatient."

"Wha-what? He’s not my boyfriend!" Yang Chunxue, feeling guilty, stole a glance at Lu Li, mumbled, and floated into the passenger seat.

The vehicle started, and Yang Chunxue poked her head out of the car, waving at Sun Yan standing by the school gate until the car turned into another street, and the figure at the gate disappeared around the corner.

Yang Chunxue retracted back into the passenger seat, looking pitiful, weak, and helpless as she hugged her knees, muttering: "Did she really want to commit suicide..."

"She did before, but now maybe not." Lu Li replied.

Yang Chunxue looked downcast: "She was one of my only friends, if she also died, I wouldn’t know what I’d become."

"That’s why I said what I did, hoping it helps."

"What do you think... if Yan Zhi really committed suicide, and I became one of those indiscriminately killing evil spirits out of grief, would you kill me?"

She stared at Lu Li’s profile, but he did not seem inclined to answer.

"Tch."

Yang Chunxue snorted softly, unhappy with Lu Li’s silence but also a bit pleased.

He doesn’t answer because he probably doesn’t know what to do!

Lu Li pursed his lips slightly, glanced at the rearview mirror.

Just moments ago, there was a fleeting sense of being spied on.

...

"Almost... almost got discovered. This mortal is someone we can’t afford to provoke. He’s too terrifying... the ghost accompanying him is already an evil spirit, isn’t he afraid of wraith resurrection?!"

Not far behind Lu Li, in a black luxury car, an aged voice exclaimed in shock.

"Ding’er, thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank, our day will come..."

"I can’t wait." Martin’s expression was gloomy like a melancholic girl. "He knows my secret, knows about you. As long as he’s alive, I can’t be at ease. Old Jie, rest assured, I am the chosen one of this world’s destiny!"

"..."

The soul in the ring let out an almost imperceptible sigh.

Perhaps I should’ve found a mature-minded adult instead of a youth obsessed with defying the heavens and seizing treasures.

"But we are not strong enough, even the wraith following him is beyond our capacity to confront!"

Martin’s refined face broke into a cold smile: "He has to return to his office eventually, right? We can set a trap at his home. He surely won’t expect that..."