Leaving the wide street under the streetlights, Maggie walked into a small and narrow alley in the middle of nowhere.

The width of the alley is just over a meter, which is only enough for two people to walk side by side.

The formation of this alley is actually formed by the back of the previous house and the front of the latter building too close, and a small ditch is repaired against the corner of the wall, and the rainwater that slides behind the front house will fall here, and then be discharged into the sewage ditch.

Once it rains, it is perfectly conceivable that the rainwater that falls from the roof of the house is drawn into threads and threads, falling into the ditch and converging together.

There are lamps embedded in the walls in the alley, and by the dim light, you can see that the ground is not dirty, but perhaps because of the small ditch, when you just enter, you can smell an indescribable strange smell, but the surprise is that when people walk in, this smell is not smelled, and I don't know whether the smell only resides at the mouth of the alley, or because the nose has become accustomed to this smell, but it can't be smelled.

Maggie covered her mouth and nose, but her face did not show any disdain, but calmly entered the alley, and then turned her head to look at the doors and windows on the left side one by one, and finally, her eyes stayed in front of the two open doors, and she looked carefully, and saw a hideous monster painted in watercolor on the door by a small lantern that emitted a dim yellow light at the door.

This monster is very unfamiliar, and I don't know if it is self-created, it is like a dragon and a tiger, with auspicious clouds on its feet, a colorful glow on its body, eyes like copper bells, and a bloody mouth, as if it is roaring at those who are staring at it.

Maggie's eyes flashed slightly, this is it! Exactly as the Chinese described! But can an open façade in such a remote place really help her?

She had doubts in her heart, but in a completely unfamiliar place like East Asia, she had no other way but to hope that the introducer would be reliable and not waste her time.

When I got closer, I saw that there were actually a few words on the two doors, which could be regarded as signboards, which were also written with colored pens or paints similar to paint, but compared with the paintings on the two door panels, these signboard words had been a little blurred in the wind and rain.

Especially in this darkness, the lights are not very bright, and the eight big characters of 'Zhou Qingli Detective Agency', although the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, showing that the person who wrote these words has extraordinary penmanship, but it is already difficult to identify.

The name of the sign is the same as the uncle's name, which convinces Maggie that she is really in the right place.

You know, as a foreigner, in a completely unfamiliar city, she can find a firm in such a remote corner, which can be described as supernatural.

Of course, this is also thanks to the fact that the address written to her by the Chinese uncle is so detailed that in addition to the text description, she also drew a stick figure so that she can get a reference when she is searching.

Similarly, thanks to her good Chinese, otherwise, even if there is a detailed address and stick figure, if you don't know the drawing, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a place.

Anyway, she did find it, but through the window on one side, the room was completely dark, which made people wonder if this place that claimed to be a detective agency was still in business, and it stands to reason that it was so late now...... According to the Chinese uncle, the other party is a night owl who only works at night and closes his door to rest during the day.

After thinking about it, now that I've found a place, I should try it anyway.

Maggie stepped forward, but instead of knocking, she stared into the eyes of the beast painted on the two doors.

After staring at it for a long time, faintly, the eyes of the strange beast seemed to come to life, and they turned slightly, so that no one opened the door.

Maggie stepped forward, stood in the doorway and looked inside, and found that the room was not completely devoid of light, but that the light was concentrated in the far corner of the room on the left, and the height was very low, and it was obviously invisible from the outside from the window that was one person high from the ground.

Looking at the appearance of the light, it should be emitted by the display. In front of the light of the monitor, a figure can be seen sitting there, with headphones on his head, staring intently at the screen, not knowing what he is doing.

Maggie's eyes were sharp, and after looking at it for a while, she saw that the other party was actually playing a game.

She was silent for a moment, but finally reached out and knocked on the door.

The sound of Bang Bang was obviously not enough to alarm the people who were addicted to the game, but instead startled the sound of wings flapping.

Maggie followed the sound and saw a parrot fly out of nowhere, screaming as it flew towards the man in the corner.

"Zhou Qingli! Here you go! Zhou Qingli! You dead otaku! Also play the game! I don't want to live! Get to work! ”

The parrot stopped directly on top of the man's head, and then used one of its wings to constantly pat the other party's head, only to slap the other party with a whoop.

"Got it, got it! Wait for me to get over here! Ah! Wait for me to save it! There was a commotion in the corner, and Maggie saw it, and thought it was quite interesting, so she went into the house uninvited, and saw a chair in front of a desk, so she went over, sat down on the chair, and waited for the owner of the office to receive her.

However, it was not the man named Zhou Qingli who came to receive her first, but the parrot. After a long time, the parrot flew over, stood on the edge of a teacup on the desk, and shouted to her, "Tea, please!" Please drink tea! ”

"Thank you!" Maggie smiled and thanked politely, but she didn't bother to serve the teacup, because it was obviously empty, and the parrot was obviously not powerful enough to pour tea and water, except for its ability to bark.

"You're welcome! You're welcome! The parrot continued to chirp, asking and answering questions in a proper manner.

Then, as if seeing that Zhou Qingli hadn't come over, it turned its head again and repeated the words it had shouted before: "Zhou Qingli!" Here you go! Zhou Qingli! You dead otaku! Also play the game! I don't want to live! Get to work! I don't know who taught it this passage, and it was called very smoothly.

"It's coming, it's coming! Don't scream! Under repeated urging, the man named Zhou Qingli finally got up from the ground, scratched his messy hair that was patted by the parrot, and walked over.

Strangely, he didn't turn on the light, and when he came to his desk, he greeted Maggie with a smile and said, "Sorry, wait a minute! As he spoke, he rummaged through the drawer.

Maggie didn't speak, but followed the dim light shining through the window outside, and it could be seen that this was a young man of no more than twenty-three or four, with broken hair, thick eyebrows, and even a handful of eyebrows on both sides were about to grow as long as hair, I wonder if it would be longer than hair if it continued to grow?

Just as she was observing the other party, what the other party was looking for finally found it.

I saw him take out a candle, light it with a lighter, and then drip a few drops of wax on the table, and then glue the other end to it.

So between the two, a small flame became the brightest light source in the house.

(End of chapter)