Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 638 215. The Belfast Ruins
Chapter 638 Two hundred and fifteen. Belfast Ruins
【Belfast】
【A commercial city, a port city, and a tourist city】
【Standing on the top of Sugard Mountain overlooking, you will see one of the most beautiful scenery in the world: a neatly stretched city panorama, a bustling port, and a sparkling beautiful bay】
【And the elegant, dignified, gentleman, beautiful or handsome neighbors by the Agate Lake】
The flyer with the old content passed by Anna's eyes. After it left, it revealed a dilapidated, gray, and ruined vanity.
Under the thick clouds, the lead-colored sea surging. Farther away, a black sun hangs in the void.
In the past, when Anna went to the beach in the Oak Forest, she would move along the coastline. But this time it was replaced by crossing the ruins of Belfast.
Of course, she avoids conspicuous dangerous areas, such as the wreck area where rusted ships form a forest, and the ember area where snow-like ash falls day and night.
Skinny prowlers wander the streets ahead. They are the bottom predators of the city and have a strong curiosity, or desire to eat - their first reaction to seeing anything is to take a bite.
Prowlers is the name that comes to Anna's mind, because they are hardly ever seen to stop, always like the gears on an alarm clock that never stop. Anna is not sure if they have appeared elsewhere, but when Lu Li sold it to merchants as intelligence, his information was exchanged for 70 investigation points.
They occupy a few blocks outside the Elm block in a cluster. Anna couldn't find a chance for them to be left alone after several hunts. She knew that a few days later a wanderer was left alone, and Anna caught it and killed it.
They are weaker and more fragile than imagined, without a hard carapace, and the outer skin is even softer than the skin, and when you touch it, you will see the fat under the skin ripple.
It wasn't fat, and when the invisible dagger slit its throat, sticky, rotting puss splattered from under the skin.
Wait until the fluid under the skin has cleared, leaving a balloon-like prowler with only a layer of skin.
Even without a sense of smell, Anna could feel the disgusting stench of this thing. She also knew why the weak prowler colony had a place.
They are like rotting meat that moves around. No weirdness wants to provoke this kind of thing, other than the presence of unique flavors.
Anna did not enter the inner world. The ghosts of the inner world will find each other, which means no cover and no meaning.
She did not come to cross Belfast safely.
As she went deeper into the ruins of the city, Anna saw more sights she had never seen before. For example, buildings wrapped in countless disgusting sarcomas, or wooden houses with dense holes, and eerie sacrifice scenes: dead bones are put in eerie poses, facing the steps stacked on wooden frames.
Anna bypassed it far away.
The exam questions that Lu Li encountered in the investigator assessment appeared strangely in reality - a little girl with pink and jade carvings wearing clean clothes, wandering in the ruined streets.
It might be an evil spirit, or it might be other weirdness in a mimetic disguise. In short, Anna observed from a distance for a while and bypassed the area.
In addition to the inevitable avoidance of some particularly dangerous and strange areas, Anna's route was firm - twenty minutes later, she came to Sailor Street.
Once...home.
The exterior of the longhouse remained intact and was not destroyed by the spreading fire. However, the wooden door was nowhere to be seen, it may have been knocked over by the inhabitants as they fled or something.
Anna walked into the silent corridor. The door of the detective agency was open, broken wood chips were scattered on the ground, and there were messy rummaging marks everywhere in the house.
Someone once broke open the wooden door and rushed into the detective agency to find something. It must have been made by the survivors, because some ingredients in the kitchen that could not be taken away in the future were missing.
In the quiet long house without a sound, Anna silently walked into the bedroom of the detective agency, sat on the damp bed that squeezed out the water, and then turned her head to look at the living room as before.
Here you can directly see Lu Li behind the desk.
In a trance, she seemed to really see Lu Li sitting behind his desk quietly reading a book, the light from the window slanted in, and the noise of passers-by and wheels rolling.
When Anna came back to her senses, there was only darkness and chaos in front of her eyes.
Thinking raged, Anna couldn't wait to return to Lu Li, and then held back, left the longhouse and headed to the other side of the Belfast ruins.
Ana watched carefully, and the traces left by the survivors became visible everywhere. After all, apart from humans, there are no weirdos that cook food and use firelight.
But their whereabouts are a mystery.
There may still be survivors surviving in the ruins, or they may die because of the strange ravages.
Avoiding dangers and dark corners where there are prying eyes all the way, Anna arrived at Oak Street.
The oak forests in the distance are also dead for a long time, but they are not as extreme as the elm forests on the other side of the Belfast ruins.
Walking through the sparse forest for a certain distance, the logging marks began to emerge, and more and more.
Almost all the oak trees near the coast were felled to make wooden boats. Now those wooden boats are abandoned on the beach, the pagans have completed their task and left, and the wooden boats are useless.
Messy, dense swirl-shaped footprints were only left in the woods, and the sand was wiped away by the storm. Except for a dozen wooden boats, there was nothing left on the beach.
Ana entered the inner world and looked at the isolated island deep in the sea.
She could not perceive the ghostly breath. It may be too far away, or it may be that the deep sea stone blocks the breath, or the pagans have taken away the "prisoners" of the ghost prison.
Ana prefers the latter, because she didn't notice too many ghostly breaths along the way.
This thing is weird, she has to go and see it.
No longer covering her figure, Anna flew low along the dark sea, approaching the island where the ghost prison stood.
The color of the water is deeper and darker, and even the white spray that beats on the surrounding reefs cannot hide it.
Anna saw up close the prison that stood at the top of the island. It was mottled like an ancient city, and the walls were still hung with dead seaweed and dense conch shells.
Those are deep sea stones...
Anna knew the material of the thick black walls when she saw them. The entire prison is luxuriously built with deep-sea stones, and the ghosts are locked in the sealed prison. But now it is no longer complete, and the ugly wall reveals a deep hole that was forcibly broken open.
She couldn't feel the slightest ghostly aura.
The prison should be empty, but Anna didn't approach. She gathered up the broken deep-sea stones and took them back to the top of the cliff.
Lu Li will love these things.
Anna left, and the constant sound of the waves re-occupied the island day and night. The sea breeze blew past the entrance of the cave, as if a low sigh was scattered with the wind.
(end of this chapter)