Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 264 One hundred and seventy-nine. It\'s called Annie

   Chapter 264 One hundred and seventy-nine. It's called Annie

  The deciduous plain, Simfast is silent at night.

   But not lifeless.

  The star-like points of light fill every corner of the city in the middle of the plain, reflecting the entire sky.

  Night Calamity, in a sense, makes the night more lively.

   On the outskirts of the city, a carriage stopped in front of a manor, and the faint light of the oil lamp inside revealed the gap in the curtain.

  The rain fell on the horse's mane and back, and a faint white mist was sprayed from the horse's nose and mouth.

  It was too cold, maybe less than 10 degrees.

   Lu Li, who was holding an umbrella, got off the carriage, and the illusory Anna followed behind him and came to the gate with Lu Li.

   Lu Li reached out and touched the wet and cold iron door, the iron door shook, making a metal collision sound, and could not be opened.

  The door was locked.

  Before Lu Li could do anything, there was some movement in the night watchman's hut behind the door. As the door was opened, a light and shadow stretched out.

   Anna's figure behind Lu Li faded, and the rain fell on where she was standing and went straight through.

   The old gatekeeper, with a coat draped over his shoulders, limped to the door with an oil lamp in hand.

   He raised the oil lamp in his hand, reflecting Lu Li's face.

   "It's Mr. Investigator from the afternoon..." The gatekeeper recognized the black hair and black eyes that he remembered freshly: "What's the matter with you coming to the academy?"

  Lu Li said, "I want to go in and investigate something."

   The old gatekeeper knew that he was acquainted with the dean's wife, but he hesitated, "Excuse me, do you want to enter the academy?"

   "Just in the manor."

   The gatekeeper's brows stretched: "Okay, please wait a moment."

   He went back to the hut and took out a large set of copper keys, opened the chain on the door, and opened one of the wooden doors.

   Lu Li and the invisible Anna walked through the door and walked towards the elm tree where the family treasure was buried.

   "Don't follow us too close." Lu Li said to the old gatekeeper who seemed to want to follow them.

  The old man hesitated for a moment, stopped by the door, and watched from afar the figure who was almost at one with the night, carrying an oil lamp and walking towards the path.

When    was a little further away, Anna reappeared.

   She walked in a hurry, and Lu Li also quickened his pace, and came with her to the dry elm tree.

  The filled pits remain the same as they left in the afternoon,

   "Her name is Anne, and my mother said it was named after me."

   Anna narrated in a low voice, approaching the elm tree as in the daytime, resting her forehead on the neck-thin trunk.

  She closed her eyes and silently felt the consciousness of the elm tree. This might be stupid, and what's even more stupid is that Anna didn't feel the slightest consciousness from this tree.

   "Maybe it's just my hallucination..."

   Anna murmured, her forehead leaving the icy tree trunk.

   "Not a hallucination."

   Lu Li's voice came from behind.

   "You said you never dream."

  Anna frowned and pursed her lips: "But I really can't feel any breath or consciousness."

   "That doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

  Lu Li's palm left the psychic gun and covered the holster.

   "Maybe it's too weak to communicate with you directly."

   "You just..." Anna's gaze fell on Lu Li's retracted palm.

"Um."

   "You feel it... Anne...?"

"should be."

  Lu Li did feel the faint breath that was hard to detect on this elm tree. If Sequence 1 didn't bloom the first rose, he would simply ignore the past.

  The breath of freshness is not malicious, but it is uncomfortable—just like the rest of the existence around it.

   This doesn't explain anything. When holding the psychic gun, Lu Li will also feel an uncomfortable aura from Anna, evil and powerful... just like Michelia in the past.

   "It's called my sister..." Anna murmured and raised her head to look at Lu Li. There seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes under the oil lamp. "Can we take it back to the detective agency?"

   "A tree is difficult to transport." Lu Li's voice was as cold as the temperature.

  Anna's eyes dimmed.

   But his voice followed: "Tomorrow I will ask how to transport the tree away."

  Anna raised her head in surprise, suddenly hugged Lu Li, put her arms around his neck and let out a crisp laugh, just like before.

   In the distance, the gatekeeper's hut, the gatekeeper looked at the figure dozens of meters away in doubt, and muttered: "How can I hear the girl laughing..."

  Anna let go of Lu Li, the dimness well covered the blush on her face, she changed the subject and said, "Why does the tree... Anne give birth to consciousness?"

   "What is the unexplored area like?" Lu Li asked instead of answering the question.

  Ana thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"I do not know either."

  Anna was stunned, only to realize that Lu Li was answering her own question, and covered her face in embarrassment.

   This is indeed what Lu Li said.

   Thinking about it carefully, the characters in the storybook can appear in reality and send letters. It seems that it is not so difficult to understand that a tree suddenly has consciousness.

  After all, when she was a child, Anna would always sit under her sister Anne's tree and talk to her.

   "Then when will we take it back?" Anna's tone was full of expectation.

   "Better now, but we can't do it."

   To remove a tree and transport it to a hundred and fifty miles away, this needs to be done by professionals.

   But Lu Li didn't want to leave the tree here temporarily. He couldn't tell when Elm's consciousness was born, before or after Anna appeared around her.

   That breath is so weak, it seems that a gust of wind will extinguish it and disappear in the long rainy night.

   "Speaking of which, if we take Annie away, where do we put it?"

  The detective agency can't put down a tree that is five or six meters high.

   "It won't be difficult to place."

   Lu Li replied.

   "Don't forget, there is an elm forest in the location of the refuge we chose."

  Anna seemed to want to say something to Elm, but she was past the age of talking to objects—and Lu Li was there.

  The indescribable Anna and Lu Li stayed for a few more minutes. Lu Li left an oil lamp for it, carried another oil lamp that Anna had retrieved from the carriage, and instructed the old gatekeeper to return to the carriage.

   Hope nothing happens.

  …

   "The winner is - Iron Fist Henry!"

   In the underground fighting hall extending downwards, dull shouts and warm cheers and curses could be heard vaguely.

   After a while, the sounds became clear, and then became dull again after a few seconds.

  A young figure walked up the steps. He was wearing only a thin vest in the cold rainy night. Under the light of the street lights, the heat turned into a white mist and rose on his upper body.

   He turned to the side, walked a few meters, and suddenly heard a cry for help coming from the alley beside him, followed by a blood-stained face that appeared under the street lamp, and was pulled back into the alley by a couple of big hands.

   "Wait ma'am, I'll clean up this bunch of **** bastards!"

   The young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes instantly became firm, and he shouted and rushed into the dark alley.

   But after he ran into the alley, all the sound suddenly disappeared.

  This time, there were no inquiries in the alley.

   Except for the chewing sound.

   (end of this chapter)