Jojo's surprise cry was not answered, only "History of Humphrey's Growth" continued to turn the pages, like an invisible person quickly flipping through it without interest.

   Thinking of something, Jojo quickly stood up, letting the pen fall from the shaking table, leaning forward to close the window.

  The outside wind was blocked from the window, and as Jojo had hoped, "History of Humphrey's Growth" continued to be blown by the breeze in the windless room until it stopped at a certain page.

  Jojo stretched out her hand and wanted to pull the book over, but fearing to disrupt the fragile connection, she pulled the oil lamp and lay down beside the book.

   "The messenger from the land advised Humphrey to leave the pirate island forever, and the disaster tsunami of the goddess of the sea will soon engulf the whole island..."

  Jojo read out the text slowly and raised her head in surprise: "Brother, do you want me to leave the Lennon Islands?"

  Whoa—

  The page starts to flip back, staying on one page.

  【“No.” Humphrey rejected Mina, he was lying, but he had to. 】

   "I see... Where do you want me to go?" Qiao Qiao guessed that brother might not be able to tell the truth, and asked in cooperation: "Well... I mean, where do you like brother?"

   She didn't understand.

   But Lu Li’s influence here is limited. There is no curse title, no humanity, and can only do what a ghost would do like a ghost.

   The pages started flipping again, looking for what Jojo needed to understand.

  "...from the waves, from the waves, the beautiful silhouettes of purple and purple stood on the waves. Humphrey on the deck came to watch her, "Who are you?" "The guns on the side of the ship are all aimed at this like a deep sea banshee-"

   Before Jojo could finish reading, the pages quickly turned back to page 34.

   "'Stay on land.' The two-faced woman warns Humph to come. 'No, get off the land.' The other face retorts, and they quarrel..."

   Jojo, who followed the recitation, felt that she understood what her brother meant: "You mean there will be danger, but you don't know where it's safe, right?"

   Her guesses are close to the facts—the macroscopic facts, but not the facts that Lu Li wanted to express.

   Even if the page turned back to "Humph on the deck was watching her, 'Who are you?'", it didn't make Qiaoqiao think of the answer to Lu Li.

   The curtains seemed to be blown up by the wind, that was definitely not Lu Li venting his emotions.

  The fluttering curtains were stained with the ink on the bottle mouth. Jojo thought that "brother" wanted to write something, and unscrewed the cap of the pen thoughtfully. But Lu Li couldn't make the floating curtains write delicately, and he couldn't manipulate the pen to write—and Oliver couldn't write,

   Finally, Qiaoqiao realized that ink was used to smear words, and when he was full, he picked up the ink bottle and poured it out, and the dripping ink was moved by the wind, slowly smearing, and smearing a large piece of 34 pages of words.

  【………… land……, away from……】

"Land from…?"

  Jojo was astonished, the heavy page covered with ink could not be turned back, and the curled page covered the ink and stayed on the eighth page:

  【"Yes, my old friend, as you think..." The businessman shrugged at Humphrey...]

   "How can you die..."

  Jojo couldn't understand, even more so than when she saw her brother's body not long ago.

Not long ago, they were reunited in Belfast for a dinner, and then Lu Li and Anna decided not to leave, parted at the port, and arrived at the beautiful and safe Lennon Islands after a long and interesting journey... Here comes Lu Li's death?

"why can not I see you…"

The pages of the book stopped flipping temporarily, realizing that "Lu Li" could not answer overly complicated questions, Qiao Qiao picked up his brother's favorite "History of the Growth of Humphreys", tore each word into pieces of paper, and placed them in a place where they would not stick. on the bed.

   This was effective but wasted time. When three pages of words were torn out without repeating words, Aunt Mary shouted downstairs from the open door.

   "Jojo, take another 20 minutes to rest and eat."

   Seriously shredded the pages, and at the same time, Jojo, who was thinking, returned to her senses: "Do you want to tell Sister Mary...Auntie?"

   Of course he didn't answer. When Jojo was about to continue, a piece of torn paper floated up and touched her lips.

  Jojo squeezed the shredded paper, and glanced at the words on it.

【don't want】

"why?"

  Jojo paused and waited for a while, no shreds of paper floating.

But then it was no longer a silent tear of paper, Jojo started to ask some questions, such as "What's the name of your detective agency?" What happened?" Just curious.

   Usually Lu Li answered simply or could not answer, and casually fiddled with the curtains to indicate another question.

   "Where's Anna? Isn't she with you?"

   No shreds of paper floating, no curtains floating.

  The room fell into an eerie silence, and Jojo realized a terrible possibility and fell silent as well.

  If Lu Li is dead, what about Anna...

   This reminded Lu Li: it was twenty-five years ago.

Lu Li suddenly couldn't restrain the urge to go back to Belfast. He wanted to go back to Anna before everything happened, and stop everything from happening... But reason told him that everything in front of him was false, it was just an illusion, not real, It might not even have happened.

   Reason gradually suppressed his emotions, and Lu Li regained his composure. No matter what the purpose of the existence that drew him into the illusion, what he wanted to tell himself, time would bring the answer.

   A weak airflow blew on the shredded paper, and several pieces of shredded paper were lifted up:

  【Find some points, expel insects, demons, people, methods】

   "You want me to take you to the exorcist?"

   [No, find something, a way]

   At this time, the Shadow Swamp Incident just ended, and Lu Li did not have a reputation among humans, so he could only be regarded as a ghost exorcism in the eyes of the exorcist...

   "But only the exorcist can do it."

   Qiaoqiao's answer made Lu Li realize once again that this is the old days, and the power to fight against weirdness is only in the hands of the exorcist.

  【Then, you, say, do】

   "Do as I say?"

【Yes】

   "By the way, Aunt Mary wants to write to you and Anna... Do you still need it?"

【need】

   This dispelled some of Jojo's ominous guesses, and she prepared to tell Aunt Mary without hesitation, and then she remembered something: "Do you want to tell Aunt Mary about you?"

  【temporary, no】

   nodded at the two pieces of paper, Jojo found Aunt Mary and was going to ask for a letter.

  Aunt Roshan, who has more experience in life, suggested to use parchment to write, otherwise the rainy season and the dampness of the sea will soak the stationery, here is the ready-made parchment.

  Qiaoqiao brought some pictures back upstairs, closed the door and asked Lu Li, "Do you have anything to say to Anna?"

   was slightly silent, and a few pieces of paper were blown up by the eddy current to form a complete sentence.

  【Stop, use, power. He's not, then, vulnerable. 】