Chapter 152 Sixty-seven. And going home

  No one knows who the merchant is—for the unaspiring exorcist who just thinks it's a job.

   Like Haders.

   But the businessman's mystery is true. Most of them wore dirty cloaks, old heavy backpacks, worn scarves that covered their faces, and were reticent.

   They will take the initiative to come to the door of the famous exorcist with goods, but the content of the transaction is not limited to the goods in the backpack. Obscure and hidden intelligence, barter, and strange small objects are all within the scope of the transaction.

   psychic guns, silver-plated bullets, and shattering candles are Hades' most common purchases.

   It is rare to hear the words "I can't do it, change it" from their mouths.

   As long as they accept the deal, they will bring what you ask for on the next door visit.

   They usually knock on the door every morning and leave after the tenth no answer. The timing of the appearance is variable, it may come once a few days, it may be a few weeks.

   This is all Hades knew.

   He specially reminded Lu Li not to do stupid things like attacking businessmen. There was a greedy exorcist who did this before, and no merchants ever traded with him, not even from other exorcists.

   The closest guess at the moment to the merchant is that the merchant is associated with the covert Demon Slayer Society.

   This explains why they would choose to trade with the exorcist over anyone else.

  Lu Li was thoughtful, the merchant sounded a bit like an enhanced version of Hades. Correspondingly, they can bring more help than Hades.

   Of course, the corresponding cost is also greater.

  Unfortunately, they couldn't be found. To contact them, Lu Li could only wait for them to appear outside the detective agency.

   Lu Li turned to the others: "How much do you know about the night watchman and the investigator."

"investigator?"

   Haders behind the bar looked at Lu Li with a strange gaze: "Ordinary people don't know about these mysterious guys, have you met them?"

  Lu Li didn't answer, he acquiesced.

   "It sounds like something happened to Shadowswamp..." Hades rubbed his chin and murmured thoughtfully. "Of course I can tell you the Night's Watch and the Investigator, but..."

   "I haven't paid the Lighting Fruit yet." Of course Lu Li knew what Hades was going to say.

   Hades' squinted eyes suddenly widened, and he tapped the table with a fiery look: "You actually threaten me with the payment you owe me!"

   Lu Li responded calmly: "You just turned a few pages of the book."

"Uh……"

  The unjustified Hades raised a long voice and quietly retracted his hand behind him: "It can be summed up in one sentence: the investigator is responsible for finding trouble, and the night watchman is responsible for solving it."

   The investigator and the night watchman are both affiliated to the Council of Elders, with an official background.

  The former is loosely organized, single-player action, walking on the ground and ocean, exploring mysterious no-man’s land and paradoxical dangers, while the latter is strictly organized and operates in small groups. Solve the dangerous areas that the former explores.

   It's hard to say which of the two is more dangerous.

   Investigators need to face all kinds of ineffable things, understand and remember those things that will reduce their sanity. Under the truth that the more you know, the faster you die, like a moth to a flame.

  The night watchman needs to solve these mysterious and dangerous dangers. They will block most of the things that reduce their sanity, and only keep the mission target. But solving trouble means facing it head on, and they inevitably have to fight those beings until one of them disappears from the world.

   From Lu Li's point of view, the investigator is more in line with Lu Li's intellectual curiosity.

   "How to contact them?"

"I have no idea."

   Hades really doesn't know.

   In order to maintain his "ignorance", he doesn't even know the sanity value.

   Haders might be able to guess something, but he wouldn't take the initiative to learn more about it. This is a guy who values ​​life more than anything - except for shillings.

  Having realized that he would not get anything from Hades anymore, Lu Li left, and shortly after he went out, a roar sounded in the detective agency.

   "Where's my money! Asshole!!!"

  …

   The sky was almost dark, and the western sky was twilight.

  Lu Li returned the carriage to the rental house, got back the deposit, and walked back.

  Under the rain curtain, the slender figure under the umbrella, carrying the faintly bright oil lamp, walked on the relatively quiet bluestone road.

  The houses on both sides of the street were lit up, so that the street would not be completely dark, and the number of pedestrians on the street began to decrease. No one walked at a constant speed like Lu Li’s leisurely stroll.

After    Shadow Town and his party, Lu Li turned to avoid the night.

  How Belfast's night compares to a log cabin in Shadowswamp, sailors who have seen a hurricane will no longer be moved by the waves.

  The lighthouse on the reef of the bay penetrates the darkness and rain, illuminating an area of ​​​​the sea and giving directions to lost ships.

  Lu Li stood quietly by the fence, with a beach in front of him, and the tavern block behind him was deserted and silent.

   On the seaside of Belfast, I watched the outline of the lighthouse in the rainy night in the distance for a while, until it was a little cold, Lu Li turned around and walked towards a laundry on this street.

   didn't go very far, a black spot appeared at the end of his line of sight.

   It was a unkempt, bearded man. The footsteps were frivolous and the body swayed, whispering something in the mouth.

   "Evelyn...Evelyn..."

   As he passed the man, Lu Li suddenly spoke.

   "Haben?"

   "You...you know me?" The man raised his head blankly, his dull and cloudy eyes looking at Lu Li.

   It was a pale face full of pain, and soaked sackcloth was stuck to his body.

  Lu Li lowered his head and looked at his little finger, which was half missing.

   "Go back, your wife and children are waiting for you at home."

   Those bloodshot numb eyes were a little sober because of these words.

  Haben raised his head and stared blankly at the face under the umbrella. He wanted to say something, but Lu Li had already stepped forward and crossed him.

  Haben watched the figure go away and disappeared behind a shop.

   retracted his gaze, and he continued to stumble. The purpose that had been forgotten in the painful mind became clear again.

go home……

   The hobbled Harben came to Sailor Street, where everything was familiar and unfamiliar to him. It was as if someone was calling out to him.

   He walked to a longhouse and pushed open a door that was half-closed.

  The corridor was silent, and Haben stood behind an unlocked door and walked gently into the room...

  The warmth isolates the cold outside, and the oil lamp glows softly.

   A woman lies on a bed with a crouched little boy in her arms.

   "Evelyn..." Haben stood in front of the bed, calling in a trembling voice. Tears flowed like a dam. The dirty, calloused palms stretched out and gently stroked Evelyn's cheek.

"I am back……"

  …

  Evelyn opened her eyes and slowly sat up from the bed, the little boy in her arms still had tears on her face.

   She glanced around in confusion, but the door was still closed.

  Evelyn's eyes showed deep sadness.

   She felt her husband beside her just now.

   (end of this chapter)