Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 1324 Two hundred and sixty-two. Fourth night

   Chapter 1324 Two hundred and sixty-two. Fourth Night

  Everything is quiet.

   "Queen's Island" is not silent. Under the constant noise of the waves day and night, you can hear the sound of the breeze:

  Cries and screams, church bells rang with the night, firelight and smoke, loud noises echoed in the sky. Survivors and soldiers, filthy monsters flood the island. Burning and foul smells mingle into a hopelessly repulsive presence.

The    Coastal Lighthouse became one of the island's few typhoon shelters that remained calm.

  The refugees sincerely hope that this will remain the same after dawn.

   Lu Li, who returned, first met Qiao Qiao, and then circled around the lighthouse a few times to lead the infected away from the reef area.

   Going to Tambul to investigate the truth, Luli passed through Queen's Harbor, the shadows lurked in the darkness before dawn, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a ship calling at the port or an infected person.

   Lots of ships here, but the real tricky part is the infected and the pollution. Even if you board a ship from the port through many obstacles, no one can guarantee whether the ship is contaminated by the plague.

  The Luli coiled over Queen Harbor floated towards Tambul City, close to those gathered, swarmed, bright light sources.

   The only people who were still maintaining the establishment at this time could be the official people.

   Overlooking the light that stretches. Burning bonfires and soldiers formed a wall against the invasion of darkness, enclosing a mansion covered in blood-stained mincemeat.

  The soldiers dismantled the wood, piled kerosene and wood beside the defense line outside the manor's guardrail, and set it on fire. Endless black monsters slammed into the fire, burning and bursting into a spore-like plague.

   The soldier accidentally bathed in plague spores scratched his skin in pain and was killed by his companions. The neglected infected soldier melted into a candle-like pitch-black floc in a few seconds, and rushed towards the surrounding companions.

  In the chaotic battlefield, human beings have been defeated, and they will retreat to the second line of defense being built in the manor at any time.

  Lu Li approached them from the air, but was spotted by the captain of the soldier holding a torch.

   "I am the exorcist."

  Lu Li told his identity, but was chased away by the captain: "Ghost? No matter who you are, get out!"

   "You need help."

"unnecessary!"

Captain    and the soldiers around him were full of distrust of the exorcists, and the firelight licked their frantic and tired faces, as if there had been a betrayal, sending them into a hysterical paranoia of not trusting anyone.

  Lu Li no longer insisted, there are still many survivors in the city who can ask and need help: "Can you tell me where the exorcists are."

   "Deep Ice Street...Go away!"

  The captain waved a torch to drive away.

  Lu Li left the mansion defense line and looked back when he drifted into the distance.

  The mansion in the firelight is like a wooden boat in a storm, precarious in the black waves.

  The surroundings gradually darkened as we moved away from the firelight, but it did not fall into complete darkness, because the distant sky gradually bloomed and shimmered.

   Perhaps many survivors will breathe a sigh of relief at this time, but perhaps this is just the beginning of another disaster.

  Lu Li found a map in a house with a signboard of a travel agency, and soon came to Shenbing Street, which was burned down.

The rock buildings of the    Exorcist Society make it one of the few buildings still standing on the block, but some have collapsed due to the heat, and there are charred objects and corpses everywhere.

  Lu Li found the passage leading to the basement. In the corner of the collapsed wall, he saw an oil lamp and a young man whose legs were buried in the ruins.

   He had a psychic gun in his hand.

   "You are the exorcist?"

   Lu Li's voice woke the weak exorcist. He grabbed the psychic gun subconsciously, and heard the quiet voice continue to sound: "I am the exorcist, when I was still alive."

   The young exorcist saw Lu Li, he should relax or be vigilant when he heard these words, not grabbing the psychic gun like this, fear and despair.

   "You guys betrayed the Lennon Islands..."

   The young exorcist's psychic gun rested on his chin and pulled the trigger.

boom-

   With a loud noise, beautiful roses fell, and the psychic gun killed its master.

   Lu Li could not understand his actions and words.

   What happened to the exorcist of "Queen's Island"?

   Continue to search in the Demon Slayer Association, but unfortunately there are no survivors and useful information left. When Lu Li got out of the basement, a faint light began to glow outside.

   The filthy and twisted infected can indeed sense their surroundings, and Lu Li must fly high enough to not take them to the lighthouse.

  As the day dawned, the screams and screams that seemed to disappear in the city became frequent again.

  When it was found that the monster did not leave with the dawn, people's fear of the unknown faded away, and the despair of terror emerged.

   Returning to the lighthouse with almost nothing, Lu Li had to face another problem: the refugees are ordinary people, they need food and water, and they also need to deal with excrement.

   They couldn't leave the lighthouse surrounded by infected people, and they couldn't identify food that wasn't infected with the plague.

   "Can you help us?"

  The refugees had to abandon their prejudice because of their survival, and begged Lu Li guiltily.

   "I can find their location, but you need to bring back the food yourself." Lu Li replied.

  The refugees flinched with regret. At this time, the old man who had resisted Lu Li stood up and scolded: "You just want to let others do the danger! He has no obligation to help us!"

   "They're not bad, Lu Li..."

   Qiaoqiao whispered to Lu Li.

"I know."

  People are full of complexity.

  A madman who ignores his life and wants to be a **** will take care of homeless children, while a revered and powerful bishop will sacrifice an entire city. Couples who love each other will abandon each other when the weirdness looms, and lovers who are constantly at odds would rather die than abandon each other.

   "I'm looking for food, but I should be gone again soon."

   "I'll keep them at the lighthouse."

  Lu Li nodded, and just as he left, the lighthouse behind him, the gray sea, and the black waves condensed and shattered.

  …

  Crash-Crash-

   The tide outside the cave licked the reef.

  Lu Li felt the soul and obscurity... The pollution of the inner world suffered in the nightmare also continued in reality.

   It may be slow, but the hourglass has begun to turn, and will count forever, and one day it will run out.

   Returning to the extinguished bonfire, Lu Li summoned Anthony, the merchant, to bring new news and light the fire.

  Lili got the exact news for the first time: the Lennon Islands shattered on the evening of the third day of the disappearance.

   It should be the afternoon of the next day after the pure black stone is full.

   There is still one day left for Lu Li.

Beside the raised bonfire, Lu Li wrote several messages on his notes: "Go to the Heights", "Plague", "Double-Faced God", "Cultists", "Blocked Port", "Lennon Islands Fragmented", "Exorcist" "traitor".

   needs a clue to connect them together.

  Waiting for a day in the grotto, finally, a new curtain unfolds outside the grotto.

   The fourth night has come.

   (end of this chapter)