Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 49 Forty Nine. End

   Lu Li decided to temporarily climb back to the ground and find something to block the elevator.

  A pale light suddenly lit up in the sky outside the hospital, reflecting the entire corridor like daytime, lasting a few seconds before fading away.

  The terrifying lightning is a sign of a new round of rain, but also...the thunder will be loud.

   An ominous foreboding rose in Lu's centrifugation. Without hesitation, he released his palm and let his body slide into the elevator.

   At the same time, the explosion sounded.

   A loud rumbling sound came from not far away, the windows hummed, the gravel on the ground trembled, and the already crumbling elevator trembled slightly.

  The sound of thunder was the straw that broke the camel's back.

  —

   Above the hollow and deep elevator shaft, there was a cracking sound, followed by bursts of broken air, and a rope the thickness of a baby's arm was knocked down from the top of the elevator.

  The elevator descended suddenly.

  Between all the lights and flints, Lu Li's feet just landed, but before they stabilized, the elevator suddenly fell, and the feeling of weightlessness enveloped Lu Li's body—

  boom! !

   On the ground floor, abruptly, an elevator fell down, and suddenly a loud noise echoed in this empty underground space.

   The fall of the elevator kicked up a large cloud of dust. As the dust filled the air, a ray of light flashed and disappeared suddenly, and the surrounding area was plunged into thick darkness.

   In the last ray of light, a figure was revealed sitting on the edge of the elevator with its head down.

   "Cough cough cough..."

   After a short while, a cough sounded from the elevator.

  Lu Li raised his head and knocked away the turbid air in his chest. As far as he could see, there was a thick darkness.

   Something is brewing, growing in the dark.

   Lu Li stretched his trembling palm into his arms and took out a match. But because of the tremors caused by the secretion of adrenaline, there was a small sound, and all the matches were scattered.

  I don't know if it was an hallucination caused by darkness, Lu Li faintly saw a pair of darker withered claws emerging from the darkness, reaching out to him.

  Ignoring the dust on the ground, Lu Li brushed his palms across the cold ground, grabbed a handful of matches, and rubbed it against the elevator wall.

  chi—

   The phosphorus sulfide match with a very low ignition point ignited, the light spread, and the shadows around him were dispelled, leaving nothing to hide.

   And the phantom claws disappeared.

   Is that something in the dark?

  Lu Li temporarily suppressed his doubts and found the oil lamp lying beside him before the torch in his palm was finished burning.

  Fortunately, the oil lamp was safe, except for a few cracks in the glass casing.

  Loli removed, the glass cover, and ignited the wick. The faint flame shook a few times, then lit up again.

  The light dispels the darkness, and the uncomfortable dust fills the elevator like a mist. They are so dense that the oil light can only illuminate a small area outside the elevator, and nothing can be done.

   Lu Li frowned, threw a large handful of hot matches into the corner, slowed his breathing and climbed up from the elevator.

   He was covered in a lot of dust and looked very embarrassed.

   Calm black eyes penetrated the dust and looked above the elevator.

  The elevator exit and the exit are spliced ​​together, and there is no safety window at the top, which cuts off the possibility of Lu Li returning to the original road.

  Is the way out? There should be other places that lead to the top...

   "Cough cough..."

   Lu Li coughed unconsciously. After a little consideration, he walked out of the elevator with the oil lamp in hand.

  In the quiet and dark underground corridor, dust appeared in the range of oil lamps like noise. Walking with Lu Li, eddy currents rolled up.

  The wallpaper fell off, revealing the dark gray cement wall behind it, the yellowed floor tiles under the feet were covered with a layer of unrecognizable black material, and the rusted hospital beds and garbage were randomly piled up along the corridor.

   and the highlight of the basement floor: those deep corridors are either open or closed with iron doors to the wards.

  Lu Li may be the first outsider to set foot here in a few years, probably.

  Lu Li briefly held the psychic gun, but he didn't feel the existence of ghosts around him—there was a lot of malicious aura.

   walked all the way, but ignored the wards on both sides. Lu Li's top priority is to find a way to the top first.

  As Luli goes deep into the ground, the surrounding temperature is gradually dropping, and this corridor is also gradually changing.

   The walls began to show blood-like scratches, patterns, and scrambled text. Black plastic bags of unknown contents piled up in the corner.

  Stomped on cans and water bottles piled up everywhere - it seems like a group of people lived here for a while after the hospital was abandoned.

   This point may correspond to the rumor: after the hospital was abandoned, critically ill patients were left behind.

   Walked 20 meters along the corridor and passed nearly six staggered wards. The black ground in front suddenly became undulating.

   A black bag lays flat on the side of the corridor. This kind of bag is commonly known by another name: the body bag.

   A body bag appeared in an abandoned mental hospital, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be gradually approaching weirdness.

  Lu Li stopped, looked back at the hallway where there were faint whispers in his eyes, and it seemed that it was just tinnitus, and crouched beside the body bag.

   The black shroud was vaguely outlined. Lu Li found the zipper on his head, put the oil lamp on the ground, stretched out his hands and pulled the two zippers.

  In the dark and dead corridor, a figure expressionlessly untied the body bag that was obviously on the side of the road.

   It's hard to describe whether the atmosphere is scary or the figure is scary.

  The body bag was pulled open to reveal the black hair of the wash. But the zipper got stuck when it was pulled to the shoulder position.

   Lu Li no longer estimated whether the body bag was intact, and violently tore it open.

  A pale arm fell from the body bag.

   That arm was cold and stiff, and when Lu Li touched it, it was completely plaster-like—it was a sculpture.

  Lu Li opened the whole body bag and found that both the head and the torso were made of stone. The only strange and uncomfortable thing is that this sculpture has a kind of eyeball that is full of despair and resentment.

   No sculpture has such vivid eyes, and even most sculptures have no eyes, including the one at home.

   There was no reasonable clue, and no breath was perceived, so Lu Li tentatively regarded it as the work of a crazy mental patient.

   Covered the body bag perfunctorily, Lu Li picked up the oil lamp and moved on.

   Not far away, a hospital bed covered with dirty yellow and dirty white sheets appeared on the right wall.

   A human-shaped silhouette also appeared under the sheet.

  Lu Li walked to the hospital bed and stretched out his hand without warning. The next moment, the unspeakable rotten smell overflowed in the narrow corridor as the sheets were lifted.

   This is a middle-aged male with distinctly human features. His dark blue skin was covered with corpse spots, and his eyes were half-open, like most dead people.

   The visual time of death may not exceed one week.

  Lu Li's black eyes shrank slightly, from this moment on, the situation has changed.

  Lu Li did not hesitate to hold the psychic gun that could both exorcise ghosts and hurt people, and at the same time prepared to shout to summon Anna who was guarding outside.

  Suddenly, a strong wind resounded from the back of my head!

  嘭—

   The back of the head was in severe pain, and the concussion was concussion, as if the soul had been beaten out of the body.

   Lu Li lost his intuition in an instant, leaned forward and pressed onto the hospital bed, knocking over the bed.

  Dangjang—

   Red and white things scattered all over the place.

   (end of this chapter)