Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 472 Forty-nine. The story of the last man

   Chapter 472 Forty-nine. The story of the last man

  In the endless pure white space, there are only standing wooden chairs and Lu Li sitting in them.

  Lu Li waits quietly, the test will tell himself everything at the end.

   Then, the confession room suddenly re-wrapped Lu Li and wooden chairs, standing abruptly in this pure white space.

  The gorgeous colors are like oil paintings, and the pure white space is dyed one after another. The exterior walls of the church, the colored windows, the benches, and the hazy light poured out.

  When everything was restored to its original state, the soothing organ sound flowed again in the church.

   It's just that the recovery of this scene is not complete. Outside the wooden wall in front of Lu Li, a mottled scene is dimly changing.

   It can be pushed away.

   A thought suddenly appeared in his mind, thinking this way, Lu Li stretched out his hand and pushed the wooden wall.

  It wasn't a window, and the wooden wall of the confession room didn't collapse because of Lu Li's push. But it was as if Lu Li had really opened a window, and the hazy scene suddenly became clear: Viscount Reeves pushed his wheelchair and walked through the desolate cemetery to the gorgeous carriage at the end of the path.

  Lu Li noticed that no plants were growing in the cemetery, and the trees had long since died.

  The scenery revealed by the other hollow wooden walls is still the church and the organ, only the one in front of him is changing. This tearing scene brings Lu Li a sense of dizziness.

  Lu Li overcame this vertigo just like overcoming the hallucinations, and watched silently.

   "What was written on that piece of paper?" Reeves saw the maid carry her daughter into the carriage, with the rough piece of paper in her hand.

   "Something you won't believe...I want to verify it and then tell you."

   said the girl.

   "Don't believe it if the church did the trick." Viscount Reeves' brown eyes turned dark. "If there really is a god, how could it allow the most devout believer to suffer like this, and make her child despair--"

   "It's all over, Father."

   The gentle voice of an angel rang in his ears, and Reeves gradually calmed down. The Viscount showed a kind smile to his daughter and stepped into the carriage back to the mansion.

  The girl went back to her bedroom, said something to the maid, and quietly flipped through a book called "The Geology of the Lord's Dependent Continent".

   At some point, the maid walked into the bedroom and whispered to the girl that the Viscount was planning to leave.

   The girl clipped the bookmark and closed the book, and asked the maid to take her to her father.

   Viscount Reeves went down the stairs and saw his daughter in the hall saying to him, "Can I go?"

"certainly."

   Viscount Reeves was pleased that his daughter was willing to go out, even though he was going out this time to see an old friend.

   Bringing his daughter, the Viscount's carriage drove out of the quiet manor.

  The girl sat in front of the car door and pushed open a corner to observe the outside. Viscount Reeves was surprised by his daughter's outgoingness. What surprised him even more was that after a while she suddenly asked the groom to pull the reins.

   A woman who rushed to the middle of the road with her arms outstretched was terrified, her chest heaving.

  The groom was also startled, and he almost collided with it just now.

   "Are you Olivia?" The girl's gentle voice overflowed.

   Olivia, who had not recovered from the fright, panted, "I am..."

   The girl nodded lightly and said, "Please get on the carriage."

   Looking back, the girl finally answered her father's questioning gaze: "It's from the church... The priest told me."

   She handed the rough paper to her father.

   Viscount Reeves swept over quickly, the corners of his eyes twitched, trying to calm down his emotions and not tear up the piece of paper: "You actually believe the words of those servants who claim to be gods..."

   "Maybe this is the group of believers colluding to act together!" Reeves pointed to Olivia, who was being helped by the groom to the carriage: "This woman is lying to you!"

   "I don't have...I...my child..."

"To shut up!"

   "Father, don't take your anger on others."

  The gentle breeze blew out the flames, and the girl shook her head and said, asking Olivia about the child.

  Olivia hurriedly said: "I...my child has asthma, I went to church to pray, he told me to go to a doctor or a noble to help, and then I..."

   "Like I said, that's just a bunch of ugly liars!" Viscount Reeves' expression became gloomy.

"Father."

  The girl said helplessly, trying to resolve her father's prejudice: "If it weren't for the content on the paper, Mrs. Olivia would have been hit by a carriage."

   Viscount Reeves' eyes fell on the groom: "I don't think my groom would be stupid enough to bump into passers-by."

   The groom lowered his head and broke out in cold sweat, daring not to speak... Because if the eldest lady hadn't reminded him, he had just run into this lady because of his distraction.

   Viscount Reeves, who vaguely guessed something, snorted coldly and stopped looking at him.

   "I want to verify other things, let's separate here." The girl said, asking the maid to help her get off the carriage.

   "I'll go with you to see what tricks those liars are up to," said Viscount Reeves.

   "You still want to see old friends."

   "Let him wait."

   Although I felt helpless, my father’s company did bring some convenience. Viscount Reeves snorted coldly and asked a guard to follow Olivia back to her home, took her son to the best clinic for treatment, and followed her daughter to the police station according to the content on the paper.

It was difficult for Viscount Reeves to speak, so the girl told the sheriff of the police station that the gut-cutter was actually Jonah Peters, and that Al Peters, who was arrested by them in the church, was innocent. Because of the cold-faced Viscount Reeves to testify against him, the sheriff agreed to let Jonah go. But before that, they have to use Al Peters to create a trap to lure Jonah from hiding.

   Jonah Peters, who wants to betray his brother, has no reason not to go to the gallows to see his brother one last time.

   Leaving the police station, the carriage of Viscount Reeves' mansion went straight to another civilian area.

   "Do you believe it now, father."

"Humph."

   Viscount Reeves snorted coldly and said nothing.

  According to the description on the paper, they came to the most likely place for this to happen: a gang's stronghold.

   They came at the right time. Not long after entering the tavern, the gangsters grabbed a middle-aged man covered in blood.

  The head of the viscount, who was respectfully and terrified, saw the girl staring at the middle-aged man stiffly, and asked softly, "Are you Green Pierce?"

   The middle-aged man who was being framed struggled to open a **** eye.

   "Can you take him for treatment?" the girl frowned and said to the leader.

   "Of course you can, Miss, you **** who told you to do something to my client! Go and send him to the clinic!" The leader, who didn't understand the relationship between them, hurriedly scolded his opponent.

   "Thank you, there is another thing." The girl in the wheelchair said gently: "A girl stole your things in the morning, have you found her?"

The body of the    leader suddenly became stiff.

   (end of this chapter)