Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 1044 One hundred and eleven. Seventh time
Chapter 1044 One hundred and eleven. The seventh time
【I am Lu Li, this is the third time. The first two are reversed, and the answer can be found in the footprints on the ceiling. The previous memory is forgotten, here is the filthy sewer, the house has no clue. The upstairs guest room window is broken, the floor has five stones, next I will]
【There are other figures on the street, they walked into the house with the wooden sign, I will approach there next. 】
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【This is the fourth time, the authenticity of the previous note cannot be confirmed, but the information is correct, and the businessman Anthony also said the same. 】
【I don’t know the reason for the number of times and what it represents, but every time the living room of this house appears in the same position. Considering that the time is continuous, I will go to the third wooden house to look for clues. If I have time to leave a clue, I will put it in my pocket]
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【I am here, the number of times is related to death, each time you die, you will lose your previous memory, including your own memory, and deepen the connection (doubtful). There are enemies]
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【the fifth time. There is a suspicious person on the second floor of an adjacent house with open windows. My presence will make him lose his memory, and he makes me confirm that "death will lose the previous connection with more memories, deepening and rotten sewers"]
[Will Ken appeared and told me that this is a fork in the road, you can stop here to find the exit to clear the customs, you can continue to get the cursed title to clear the customs, but you still need to continue to die. I'm ready to try, now]
Six notes, except for the first one which is indecipherable and incomprehensible, the remaining five are in Lu Li's tone.
Lost memory...
Lu Li's indifferent black eyes swept the last note.
Losing external memory is bad news, people don't realize what they're missing.
The Land of Light, the City of Late Night, the Frozen Port of Wiener...
The memory is still in the mind, but are there more important memories that have been lost?
Looking around the living room, his footprints are all over the house, including the ceiling, but more on the floor. All the clues in the note can be found in this house, as if the note was real.
The merchant Anthony then appeared to prove that Lu Li had summoned it five times before.
"But my eyeballs haven't diminished, and the sleeping pills are still there."
The wooden box of eyeballs that Lu Li carried was still the three left after leaving the first level, and the white pill from the "gadget" given by Claire's mother, Vice President Chris, was still lying in the medicine bottle.
The businessman could not answer Lu Li, nor could Lu Li.
The note was put back on the dining table, and Lu Li left a new note saying "This is the sixth time" and left here and approached the adjacent house.
Empty cans rolled down the stairs scattered around the living room floor, Lu Li stepped over them, stepped on the steps with messy footprints, and came to the second floor.
The house was silent and empty, only the thin threads tied to the guardrail and the empty cans lying downstairs attested to what had happened before.
Now there is only one last choice left in front of Lu Li: live or die.
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The depths of the mist are shrouded in darkness.
The dim oil lamp gradually lights up, dispelling the darkness, and a figure with an oil lamp emerges.
The dim yellow diffuses outward, revealing more things hidden in the darkness.
Lu Li raised the oil lamp and saw an old living room that had been neglected for a long time. Ceiling fans hang from the ceiling, unpacked dishes and spoons are left on the dining table, and the windows are covered in veil-like dust. A few notes out of place in the living room lay on the dining table covered in dust and cluttered shoe prints.
【This is the sixth time. I took the sleeping pills, but it was still in the stomach pocket, no surprise. 】
Lu Li took out the medicine bottle in his stomach bag, and the white pills lay quietly at the bottom of the bottle.
"This is the seventh time," replied the summoned merchant Anthony.
Maybe the last time...
Lu Li's black eyes fell to the corner of the wall, his quiet gaze seemed to be looking into the distance through the wall - some kind of guidance, some kind of call vaguely came from there.
【The seventh time, I feel the call. 】
Lifting the oil lamp, Lu Li left the house and walked along the empty street to the source of the call.
There is no doubt that the rules of the filthy sewers are suitable as a trial mechanism, provided that the place can be controlled - ten factions on the surface are indeed enough to control a forbidden area.
The oil lamp in his hand glowed dimly yellow, and Lu Li walked calmly on the quiet street.
Clearing the level requires pure reason, wisdom and luck - and enough perseverance to face "death".
Reason maintains calm thinking, wisdom recognizes every death, luck to discover the truth by accident, and perseverance to commit suicide.
The shadows of the houses swayed behind the windows of the houses on both sides of the street. They observed the empty long street, but ignored the quiet passing of Lu Li.
The truth of the rotten sewers is like an alternative "the answer to the mystery is in the mystery".
Death is the answer, but knowing the truth temporarily will not help you get out of the predicament, because every death will lose your memory and return to the starting point. Even if you leave clues, the next self will question and doubt.
Lu Li encountered a silhouette in front of the road that spread the aura of coldness and death. As a higher-level "invisible" existence, the outline could not detect Lu Li, entering each house, still immersed in the sweet and false dream of the eliminated contestant.
and the horror of "losing other memories" lies ahead - and even more tragic is that the lost memories themselves are also lost.
The guidance and call of gradually became stronger, and the shadow of the towering spire of the church appeared in the distance of the dark street.
clang——clang——clang——
The distant bell echoed over the town due to the approach of Lu Li.
The players who were hanging upside down from the ceiling, exploring houses, forming alliances to find exits, and harvesting with the power of oblivion heard the bells echoing in the distant void at the same time.
In the sound of bells, Lu Li, who had forgotten too many memories, seemed to see himself in another way: hanging upside down on the ceiling, solving puzzles, looking for a companion to leave the second level.
Lu Li walked into the deserted church cemetery. At the end of the gravel path, the auditorium door slowly opened.
The faded red carpet leads to the depths of the auditorium. On both sides of the red carpet, illusory, blurry, shadowy silhouettes greet Lu Li.
They may have been residents and believers here, and now they are residents of the forgotten land, and new residents Luli are welcome to join.
Join them, join this forgotten land.
Lu Li's figure stopped at the end of the red carpet, twisted the phantom to form an invisible crown, and slowly landed on Lu Li's head, giving him the title of curse.
When consciousness was immersed in the cursed title, mist suddenly filled Lu Li's body.
It is out of tune with the atmosphere here. The welcoming silhouettes roared as they invaded the mist, and a terrifying force suddenly ripped apart the void and descended to suppress the mist around Lu Li.
The mist that seems to be blown away by the breeze still pervades and gradually deepens. Roaring and furious, they could only stare at Lu Li, who was shrouded in mist.
【Crown of Knowledge】
【Knowledge is a red apple covered with poison, knowledge is a cake full of maggots, knowledge is a trap for camouflage safety - knowledge is power. 】
【Your knowledge will become your weapon】
【——The price is knowledge itself】
(end of this chapter)