Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 865 - 58. A newspaper

Chapter 865: 58. A newspaper

Swish——

The husband, arriving home, took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack behind the door.

"Daddy!"

The brown-haired little boy shouted, running out of the bedroom, throwing himself into his father’s arms, inhaling the scent that reassured him.

The wife, preparing dinner, poked her head out of the kitchen with an apron tied around her waist: "Darling, why are you so late today?"

"I went to buy a newspaper."

The husband ruffled his son’s soft, fluffy hair and took out a curled-up newspaper from his pocket.

"A newspaper? But darling, you can’t read."

"It’s enough that you can read it."

"Hold on, let me get some water." The wife returned to the kitchen, came out soon after untying her apron, picked up the newspaper, and read the headline with confusion: "’The hero of the Old Era, the exorcist who narrowly escaped the third catastrophe, returns today’? "

"Yes, it’s the talk everywhere." The husband complained to his wife. "I barely snagged a copy, and my pants got torn somehow."

The husband deliberately lifted his leg to show his wife his pants leg, but she was too focused on the newspaper.

"Wow, he is really handsome... and very young. Is he really an exorcist from the Old Era? Or was he just born then?"

The husband rolled his eyes helplessly: "Please, look at my pants, and I just want to know what it says."

"Alright, let me see what it says..."

The wife shifted her gaze from the blurry photograph and read the content.

"Now, sitting before me is: the exorcist from the Old Era, holder of the cursed title ’Beacon,’ the last exorcist, holder of the honorary title, the exorcist who rang the Evil God’s Death Knell, Lu Li."

"The moment I saw His Excellency Lulian, his appearance and demeanor left a lasting impression on me, and there was an irresistible beautiful aura that made one want to get closer..."

...

"This is called an interview, a new trend from the Vena Ice-Free Port." Professor Daisy Schmitz explained to Lu Li in the meeting room: "After taking a photo, a reporter working for the newspaper will ask you some prepared questions, and the conversation will appear in the newspaper."

Other professors and unrelated people were driven out, except for Tennessee, who stood nervously across, with his assistant fumbling with the camera equipment.

Lu Li nodded slightly, he certainly knew these things already.

"Is the technology on the Main Affinity Continent different from here?"

"There are indeed some differences," Professor Daisy Schmitz said. "Steam trains, factories, electric lights and telephones... Although I’m from Midnight City, I think you’re definitely more familiar with there."

And in Midnight City, there are no steam trains or factories. Electric lights are replaced by fluorite lamps, and telephones are a mystical means of communication derived from the giant tree.

As Professor Nuno Alexandrovich said, Vena Ice-Free Port and Midnight City are two entirely different development directions.

As for the Lennon Islands? Most of the unfortunate people living there perished when the islands shattered, now only a few survivors are struggling to get by in the Shattered Islands.

The Tillage Garden has been quiet for over two decades. No one wants to make the long journey across the ocean to see what it’s like there.

But when the clouds no longer obscure the sky, and false illusions have not replaced the sky, people can still see the black halo above the Tillage Garden.

It remains terrible there.

After setting up the camera equipment, the anxious Tennessee and his even more nervous assistant, Little Sean, opened the meeting room window, signaling that they could take the picture.

"Your Excellency Lulian, please look over here."

Tennessee waved at Lu Li, waiting for him to look over, and pressed the button hidden behind the camera equipment.

Bang——

The magnesium lamp instantly exploded with bright light, and thick choking smoke rose.

Little Sean, holding a black cloth in his hand, wafted the smoke out the window.

Tennessee moved the camera equipment aside, preparing for the upcoming interview.

"Daisy... Professor Daisy Schmitz, I want to know why you chose me..." Tennessee couldn’t help but ask, a question he had been holding in for a long time.

"Because you’re a lucky kid," Daisy Schmitz simply said.

He wouldn’t say that the boss of the Midnight City Chronicle was in the next room discussing with Dean Lawrence.

"Alright..." Tennessee was a bit disappointed. He had been holding onto a little hope that the exorcist had named him, but thinking about it now, how could that be? The exorcist didn’t know him.

"But, but I’m not prepared with questions..."

Rather than viewing this as an opportunity, the young Tennessee felt more trepidation.

"No problem, you can ask according to this." Professor Daisy Schmitz handed a piece of parchment to Tennessee, with pre-prepared questions on it.

It was to emphasize the greatness of Lu Li’s past and appropriately highlight that Klein Manifested University was the first to discover Lu Li.

As the interview continued, Tennessee’s emotions gradually calmed down.

Besides the desire to get close, Lu Li seemed to have a power that restored people’s rationality.

After a ten-minute long interview, Tennessee looked at the last question on the parchment: "You still need time to familiarize yourself with the current world. What do you plan to do afterward?"

Tennessee figured Lu Li would say to continue exorcising aberrations, which would undoubtedly be the most "correct" answer, but Lu Li didn’t.

"To find my family," he said.

As the interview was about to end, Tennessee gazed at Lu Li, who stood up calmly, and suddenly couldn’t suppress an impulse from within.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Luli, I have one more question..."

...

"’Will you lead us back to the Old Era?’ I couldn’t help but ask. His Excellency Lulian quickly and calmly answered me: ’My strength and wisdom will not exceed yours. I’m not a savior. The only ones who can lead you out of despair are yourselves.’"

Swish——

The wife put down the newspaper.

The husband, waking as if from a dream, looked over: "Is that all?"

"That’s it. The rest is... thanks to Kleinse University for helping and recovering the Exorcist."

"I want to be an Exorcist too!" the little boy shouted after hearing the story.

All children once longed to become an influence.

The husband affectionately patted his son’s head, just about to speak, when he heard his wife complaining: "If the Exorcist were really so powerful, everything wouldn’t have turned out so bad..."

He looked up and saw a scratch splitting open beneath his wife’s eye sockets.

The husband’s prolonged gaze made the wife instinctively touch her eyes, and when her fingers brushed against the scratch, a flicker of panic passed across her face.

"I’ll continue preparing dinner." The wife picked up the apron and retreated into the kitchen.

Pain flashed in his eyes, and the husband gently patted the little boy on the shoulder: "Daddy needs to work, go help mommy in the kitchen, okay?"

"Okay!"

Watching his son run into the kitchen, the husband got up and went into the bedroom, turning to lock the door behind him.

He leaned over the desk, prying open the floor tile beneath his feet, and took out a notebook with a black cover.

The notebook was more than half filled, filled with indescribable cryptic text, staring at it for too long seemed to draw one’s soul in.

The husband picked up a quill and continued writing new content on the blank pages.

Rational eyes crawled with bloodshot veins and madness, and whispers disappeared into the scratching of the pen.

"Only we can save ourselves..."