Chapter 117 Thirty-two. The second tentacle

   The front desk was stunned subconsciously, surprise in his eyes.

   She really knew something.

   "The Exorcist of the Detective Luli, Lu Li." Lu Li took out his business card and pushed it in front of her, and continued, "I noticed that everyone here is stained with evil, including you, do you know anything?"

  Anna shuddered, looking at Lu Li with disgust.

  How could this guy say it so calmly if he is so embarrassed?

   But it works. Everyone behaves differently when evil consequences may contaminate themselves. The face of the front desk became ugly, and he forced a smile: "I don't understand what you are talking about..."

   Lu Li's tone remained unchanged: "In a simple and easy-to-understand question, where is the source of this stench coming from?"

   The front desk subconsciously turned to the right office area.

"thanks."

  Lu Li nodded in thanks, turned and walked towards the office area.

   The front desk gritted his teeth, trotted to the office, and informed his boss.

  The stench in the air is increasing, and there are not many employees in the office area with electric lights on. They frowned, endured the stench, and from time to time cast their gazes toward a corner of the office area.

  Lu Li stood outside the office area, his eyes swept over, and he landed on the corner. The illusory red tentacles fell from the ceiling and drilled into the head of a shadow with long hair in a shawl.

   Is that her?

  The office is very quiet, maybe people don't want to talk with this smell.

   Several windows were open, but unfortunately it could not affect the smell in the air.

  The rancid stench washed over his brain wave after wave, Anna couldn't stand the smell and pinched her nose.

  Lu Li walked behind the figure and touched her shoulder.

   "O'Connor."

  Whoa——

  The effusion travels under the skin and feels like a balloon filled with water.

  The horrific corpse spots spread up from under the neck and climb to the lower jaw. Those eyes opened, and there was a turbidity inside.

   Her lips were slightly open, her expression sluggish, and an unconscious stench dripped from the corners of her mouth and wet her chest.

   "Please wait...I'll be done right away..."

   A vague reply sounded.

   Lu Li's name didn't touch her, as if Lu Li was calling someone else's name.

   This confirms one of Lu Li's guesses: O'Connor wasn't the only test object left after Hall was dealt with.

   This is easy to understand. The resurrection of O'Connor and Hall was part of O'Connor's plan, not his purpose. Their resurrection did not affect Richard's plans. The blood-colored tentacles also illustrate this point: if you don't count the one in Lu Li's brain, it originally had seven more.

   "You are Whitley's friend, are you here to pick her up?"

   A voice sounded behind him, and an employee sitting at the desk in the back got up and asked, "She doesn't seem to be feeling well. There is... a strange smell, have you smelled it too?"

   He was very close to the source of pollution, and his face was not very good.

  Lu Li's figure attracted the attention of the employees in the office area.

   "I'm not her friend, but I did come to her."

   Lu Li replied, and patted Whitley on the shoulder again: "There is no need to write anymore."

   The employee was taken aback, not knowing what to say.

  The wooden door of the office suddenly opened, and the front desk followed behind a middle-aged man, walking towards Lu Li: "I'm the boss here, you can call me Sauron, may I ask you..."

  Lu Li looked at him calmly: "You can ask the lady beside you for details."

   "He said he was an exorcist..." The front desk bit the bullet and answered the boss's suspicious gaze. "And said there is evil here."

   There are some whispers in the office area.

   The conversation was not loud, but it was enough to spread through the quiet office area.

  Sauron's face sank, and his tone became less friendly: "I don't know what the **** you are doing, now, please get out of this—"

   "Anna, come out."

   Lu Li interrupted Sauron's words and tilted his head slightly.

   Under everyone's attention, a translucent ghost slowly emerged in the air beside Lu Li.

"what--"

   Depressed screams and the sound of moving tables and chairs rang out in the office area, and the surrounding employees were terrified to stay away from here as much as possible.

   The front desk staff turned and fled, leaving Sauron slightly better, but also in panic.

   "Please excuse the meaningless conversation. Straight to the point, this employee of yours is dead, but her consciousness is still there. Before she completely rots - I'm going to fix this."

  Lu Li looked at him: "Please arrange an empty room for us, if it's not convenient for you, I can take her away."

  Sauron took a deep breath, but only made his face even more ugly: "I see, come to the conference room and come with me."

   temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, Sauron walked ahead and led the way.

   "Can I hide?" Anna whispered to Lu Li's ear.

   Being stared at by those eyes made her a little uncomfortable.

   "Yes." Lu Li nodded. "Help Wheatley in."

"Um!"

  Anna's figure faded, followed by Wheatley suddenly leaving the seat, as if being lifted up, keeping his seated position floating in the air.

  OM——

   The panic whispers in the office area became restless.

   "Everyone keep quiet." Sauron suppressed his inner fear. He hurried to the door of the conference room, opened the door, and got out of the way.

   When Lu Li entered with Whitley, who was floating in mid-air, he was stunned, and walked closer to the office through gritted teeth.

  Click——

  The conference room door is closed.

   The whispers in the office area suddenly dispersed.

  …

   "Huh... so hard."

   Wheatley was put into the seat, and Anna was exhausted by the weight of a living person. She couldn't even lift Wheatley without getting stronger once.

   Wheatley, raised her head slowly and dull, those turbid eyes that were surging, trying to stare at Lu Li, but she couldn't.

   The hoarse words with the sound of stagnant water sounded: "I don't seem to have seen you."

  Whitley seemed to realize something, his slow thinking quickened, and he whispered in a pleading tone: "Help me...help me..."

"I can not help you."

  Lu Li shook his head lightly, and then felt a swollen and cold soft palm penetrate into the palm of his hand.

   This kind of touch does not make people have any positive emotions, on the contrary, it is like the palm of a water bed.

   She pleaded slowly, "Send me to... the hospital."

  Lu Li didn't shake her hand, his tone was eternal and calm: "You know it's useless, doctors can't save the dead."

   Whitley's breath gradually changed.

   The only remaining essence was quickly withdrawn from her body, the rotten breath became more intense, and the whole person rotted.

   A fly can't wait to fly in from the window and rest on her shoulder.

   Sauron, who was hiding at the door without saying a word, looked ugly, and was unbearably smoked by the corpse stench.

   Wheatley couldn't hold on for long.

   The palm slipped from Lu Li's palm, and when it was about to fall to the back of the chair, it was caught by Lu Li and put down gently.

   (end of this chapter)