65: Sixty-five.

Invisible Faith 65: Sixty-five.

Invisible Faith The radio was broadcasting the Mishelia incident.

Receiving such an email at this time made it difficult not to associate it with the current events.

Lu Li opened the door and poked half his body out.

The dim corridor was quiet, with only vague noises coming from the water room at the end.

The postman who delivered the letter had already disappeared without a trace.

Back at the Detective Agency, Lu Li closed the door and picked up the letter again, reading it over and over.

“What are you looking at?” Joanna asked, unable to suppress her odd expression.

Lu Li looked up, noticed Joanna’s gaze, and suddenly seemed contemplative.

He held up the envelope, “Can you see it?”

Joanna shook her head in confusion, and then saw Lu Li’s hand, which seemed to be holding something, approach her cheek.

She was about to dodge backward when it stopped, hovering just five centimeters away.

But in Lu Li’s eyes, the letter touched Joanna’s cheek, creased, deformed, and then a part of it clung to her face, like an ordinary piece of paper.

Interestingly, it didn’t leave the slightest mark of pressure on Joanna’s cheek.

“Do you smell anything?” Lu Li asked again.

“No…

Is this some kind of initiation ritual for the Detective Agency?” Joanna’s tone was peculiar.

Just as Oliver had once told Lu Li about his sister’s strange temperament, Lu Li had also told Joanna about his boss’s weird quirks—

“Never mind.”

Lu Li put down the emperor’s new clothes by the table, turned around, and sat down behind the desk, “Let’s talk about you.”

“What about me?”

“Your purp—”

His voice stopped as Lu Li recalled she had already talked about it.

The atmosphere grew somewhat awkward.

However, Lu Li was not one to care about the atmosphere; he continued as if nothing had happened, “Have you made up your mind?”

“Yes!”

Joanna’s eyes lit up.

Lu Li nodded and shared with Joanna about his partnership with Oliver and added a point, “Are you sure you can handle it?”

“Most of my brother’s skills were learned from me,” Joanna said with a lift of her chin, a bit proudly.

“That’s good.”

“So when is the next operation?!”

“Probably this afternoon or tomorrow,” Lu Li paused in his speech and looked up at her, “What do you want to do?”

“Can I come with you?” Joanna straightforwardly revealed her thoughts, noticing Lu Li’s gaze becoming more scrutinizing, she added, “The academy is on break today!”

“It’s dangerous.”

“Just this once, please…” Joanna pleaded with a pitiful look, leaning on the desk.

“You should be aware of how risky it is to deal with ghosts.”

“I’m not afraid—”

“Don’t be hasty in agreeing,” Lu Li interrupted, continuing, “You wouldn’t want to see me point to your side when Oliver returns, asking where his sister is, and say ‘This is your sister, there’s good news and bad news, the bad news is your sister is dead, the good news is she is now eternally youthful’.”

Lu Li didn’t trust Joanna, not because of anything else, but because she had a burgeoning curiosity towards ghosts and other unknown entities.

This was somewhat like himself, but the difference was, he could control his curiosity, while she could not.

Nevertheless, Joanna patted her flat chest and said, “If you’re worried about my brother, rest assured, I have always been the one who calls the shots at home!”

Joanna had a quality akin to that of an adventurer on her.

Unrestrained and longing for the unknown.

Or, to put it another way: uncontrollable and fond of courting death.

A few seconds later, Lu Li spoke calmly, “How should I contact you?”

After some thought, Lu Li still agreed.

The main reason was related to the comparatively safe nature of the next assignment.

[Haunted House]

[Location: Simp Park]

Belfast has never been a playground for children.

It faces the erosion of the sea breeze and the deadly smog from the industrial area year-round, although it has gotten better recently.

Simp Amusement Park, as one of its representatives, has little to offer besides a circus and a creaky old carousel, aside from some flowers and plants.

This newly established Haunted House, which is well-made and staffed by dedicated employees, seriously clashes with the local atmosphere — and seriously, would anyone actually pay money to see these ghostly things?

The answer is yes, and there are many fools (please allow me to call them that) who pay to see employees dressed as ghosts, claiming how realistic the ghosts inside are…

Please, why on earth would you pay to see fake ghosts when you could encounter real ones for free?

This information comes from a curious fellow, or rather one who was scared by the Haunted House, the client visited the Haunted House and then had nightmares for a few days, suspecting that the ghosts in the Haunted House were real and not employees, so he is planning to find a Detective Agency to take on the task.

Possible payment for the task: 50~200 shillings.

He’s just a slightly better-off commoner who can’t afford much.

Note: My brother from Simp Park told me that apart from the opening of a haunted house, there have been no other spooky incidents at the park.

This is the information that Oliver has gathered.

The commission has not been withdrawn yet, so Lu Li can still contact the client to complete it.

“Fantastic!”

Joanna exclaimed joyfully, hurriedly saying, “Here’s our academy’s phone number, you can call and ask for me.”

“I will.”

Lu Li stood up, preparing to see the guest out.

Joanna noticed and walked to the door on her own initiative.

Opening the door, Joanna stood in the hallway and asked, “What about Miss Ghost?”

“In the bedroom.”

“Oh~~~”

Joanna elongated the note with a knowing look and a suggestive glance.

“Well, I won’t disturb you two then.

Goodbye.”

Bang.

The door closed.

“Ahem—”

A crisp cough came from beside him.

“Is your throat uncomfortable?”

Without turning his head, Lu Li walked to his desk, picked up the envelope on the edge, and looked at Anna who seemed to be hesitating to speak, “Can you see it?”

“See what?” Anna was a little startled.

“Can you see it?” Lu Li shook it as he spoke.

“A hand…?” Anna, who had been feeling slightly unwell in her heart, quickly had her attention diverted.

“I mean the thing in the hand.”

Feeling like she was being played with, Anna said with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance, “That’s just nothing at all!”

Lu Li’s dark eyes shimmered with a ripple, even Anna couldn’t see it, what did this letter represent…?

…

Ding-dong— Ding-dong—

“Oh, look who it is—”

“Can you see it?”

“See what?

A speck of dust?”

“Never mind then.”

Ding-dong— Ding-dong—

…

At the Detective Agency, Lu Li sat with his hands crossed at his lips, an incomprehensible letter on the desk in front of him, invisible to others.

Anna floated beside him, hands demurely tied.

Mortals, ghosts, exorcists.

None of these beings could behold it.

After pondering without success, Lu Li pulled open the bottom drawer and placed the envelope inside.

Lu Li was not one to scare himself, a meaningless fragment of a sentence was not going to make him superstitious—such a possibility was zero.

If the entity that sent the letter really knew something or had some purpose, it would contact Lu Li again.

Just like those who ask if you’re there definitely have something to say.