Lu Li doesn't know much about ghosts.

One of the only things that Hades says is that ghosts are made stronger by negative human emotions like fear -- at least the ghost trait that haunts Land.

That's why yesterday the ghost spooked the land in so many ways.

Those means can not frighten Lu Li, the ghost did not get the slightest negative emotion from Lu Li, so it is likely to appear tonight, try to frighten Lu Li again.

And that was Lu's opportunity.

This GHOST IS NOT strong, and MAY not even BE able to directly DAMAGE LU Li, BUT IF it tries to ESCAPE LU Li is impossible to track, which means LU Li will probably only have one chance, if missed, the ghost will very likely escape.

Although the ghost escapes from the land will not face its entanglement, but can eliminate the hidden danger of the best.

Toward 6 p.m., as the sky begins to fade, the harbor area begins to light up. The light of the oil lamp shone in the quiet detective agency, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Lu Li sits in a seat, fully dressed. The candle on the table stretched his shadow so large that it spread all over the wall behind him.

He waited quietly for the apparition to appear.

Tick -- tick -- tick -- tick

Quiet and silent, all sound is amplified, time passes by minute by minute.

Hua -

At one point, a sudden rush of water came from the kitchen.

Lu Li is waiting for a while behind the desk, the sound of water has not calmed down from beginning to end. Finally he made a move and got up and walked to the kitchen.

The rushing water was pushed out of the faucet, splashed down the sink and washed down the drain.

The water meter on the pipe was turning at the rate of one revolution every five seconds, one revolution representing a shilling.

A frightening sight in every sense of the word.

Lu raised her hand to turn on the tap, but it was no use, so she turned to close the pipe valve. This time it worked, and the flow weakened until it stopped, leaving only a trickle of water.

Lu Li turned the faucet again, this time succeeded in tightening the faucet.

Solve everything, Lu from raised eyes, pupils slightly constricted.

A pale, strange face was reflected in the mirror above the sink.

The land leaves motionless, the eye calmly gazes at the figure in the mirror, after a few seconds the brow frowns slightly.

Not because of the new changes in the mirror, but Lu Li thought of a possibility.

If you act too calm, you may scare the ghost from appearing.

In that case...

"Oh, who are you? I'm scared to death."

Lu Li said in a smooth, almost narrating voice, with no fluctuation in tone and no superfluous expression on his face.

Wait quietly for a few seconds, the figure in the mirror does not move.

Lu Li stopped talking and gave up this useless and lame behavior.

And AT this time, the face in the mirror suddenly emerged a touch of infiltration sneer, head back, a head hit the mirror, as if to rush out of it!

Bang!

The mirror fell apart, a cobweb of cracks spreading across it.

The image in the mirror became mottled, reflecting a long broken figure, and the broken mirror returned to its original form.

Lu Li raised his hand to touch the mirror and rubbed it. When he took it away, a little blood bead appeared on the fingertip.

The rift is real, and this ghost can affect things in the real world?

Look around in the kitchen, did not find the trace of that ghost, Lu left to return to the sitting room.

Knock knock knock -

A knock on the door echoed through the quiet living room.

Lu Li looked out the door. There was no light in the corridor behind the door.

No one is far from the light at night.

Peng peng -

There was another knock, more urgent than the last.

Lu Li changes direction and approaches the door.

Unter den dong -

The door vibrated and dust fell, and the noise should have been heard all over the neighborhood, but no one chose to look.

Lu Li has quietly approached the door, the heart silently write down the frequency of each knock, in the next knock is about to appear, suddenly pull open the door.

Bam -

Just thought of the sound with Lu left door, suddenly stopped.

The sound of knocking echoed down the corridor, and there was no one behind the door, which was obscured by distant shadows.

Generally similar to the story, the hero who opens the door sees nothing outside, will be confused and close the door, and then appear behind the hero when he turns around.

Lu Li closed the door, as if waiting for what in the closing of the door at the same time look back -

There was nothing behind him.

This ghost doesn't play by the rules.

The fire in the storm hood rose straight up. Lu Li returned to his desk and sat down. The clock said it was 9 p.m.

For a while the agency lay dormant, unseen ghosts lurking in the shadows, gathering strength for a comeback.

The figure in the seat was motionless, his eyes slightly downcast, and his shadow swayed slightly by the occasional flickering flame.

The minutes ticked by.

Abrupt ONE ACT HAPPENS, the MUSIC BOX THAT PUTS DESK ONE CORNER SUDDENLY EXCITED SHOOT AND COME OUT, HIT ON THE WALL, HIT SMASH.

Lu Li's eyes raised, deep as the night.

The music box that flew out and broke didn't cost much, but he liked it.

Lu Li's cold voice rang out in the room: "If you only know these tricks, get out of here as soon as possible, they have no effect on me."

Perhaps it could not bear it any longer, or perhaps it was irritated by an unkind remark. As the words fell, an illusory outline slowly appeared on the table.

Translucent figures float in midair, hair covering half of her face, one eye exposed, cold and looking at Lu.

The ghost appeared.

Lu Li no longer hesitated, stretched his hand into his arms, picked out the gun sleeve flintlock gun.

The moment the flintlock leaves its holster, the feeling blocked by the incantation spreads through the body along the clenched palm.

The detective agency suddenly became very lively.

In the bedroom, in the back of the kitchen, at the table, under the sofa, on the ceiling, they are crowded everywhere.

Cold and full of malicious eyes fell on Lu Li.

The ghost's voice was grim. 'You know, people who look at me end up --'

Thumb pressed the hammer, Lu Li suddenly raised his arm, flintlock gun aimed at the ghost's head.

"-- Go, good luck..."

The spirit stumbled and raised his hands.

"... ?"

Lu couldn't help herself and didn't pull the trigger immediately.

Common sense told him that ghosts shouldn't be like this.

Just then the ghost made a sudden move. It dodged the opening of the gun, but instead of rushing toward the land, it crashed into the wall in a white light and disappeared.

Lu Li did not immediately put away the flintlock gun, eyes alert around the circle.

The ghost is no longer around, and as the contact time between Lu Li and the psychic gun increases, more cold malice falls on Lu Li.

Lu Li no longer hesitated, the flintlock gun into the holster, all the fixation feeling disappeared instantly, leaving only the residual negative emotions around the heart.

Put the holster back in your pocket.

I don't think he has the guts to come back.