The eyes of the people of the yellow-clothed organization were naturally on the ship in the distance.

"The end of the seed is not very good, and if you want to save your life, it's better not to do anything."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm very good at accepting other people's advice~"

No matter how curious Li Zu was now, a person who had come back from the dead appeared in front of him.

He had to do something else now.

Li Zu withdrew his gaze on the sea in the distance: "Goodbye when you turn around?" ”

All that answered him was the man in yellow, the back of the hurried departure, and the peculiar yellow mark on his back.

……

……

Oakmont Township,

The flood was like a big axe, shattering this hidden world floating on the surface of the sea.

In the aftermath of the floods, the Oakmont fishermen found it harder to catch fish, and it was difficult for them to get out.

The hateful fish heads can easily catch the fish, and they will even give away fresh fish for free with great mercy.

That's disgusting, the Oakmonts can't stand the disgusting hypocrisy of the fishheads, they don't want to fit in easily, the Oakmonts will do everything in their power to stop them.

But for some people, they know that the fish head will always fit in.

In fact...... For a long time, no one was able to leave Oakmont.

But there are always ignorant strangers who go to this "closed hell".

For example, in front of me, with the gray morning fog, the "Charon" sailed into the port.

The men stood in the distance, looking out at the Charon, and approaching it seemed to bring a curse to themselves, and they avoided it.

"It must be full of strangers!"

The fisherman, who had a slight fishy smell on his body, was drunk with a red nose and a shaky beard: "Can't this group of uninvited guests stay away from Oakmont?" ”

"What's wrong with these cops? Are you going to have dinner today? It's been a long time since we've caught a fish, and they're closed here! ”

"Albert Sloegmorton is missing, Mr. Sloegmorton has used the police" Another said: "No one wants to leave Oakmont until Albert is found"

As they spoke, the two of them moved their noses, as if they had smelled some strange smell, and looked back with a frown.

The man with black hair and yellow skin in a long trench coat was also standing behind them.

Stranger!

The residents of Oakmont quickly dispersed and left.

Li Zu stood in place, looking at the "Charon".

And there was also a thin man in a yellow suit and a yellow hat, who had stopped early at the port entrance and waited quietly.

Johannes van der Borg.

Just before last night, Li Zu was still the "murderer" who killed him, and he was wanted by the whole of Oakmont, and everyone shouted and beat the rats crossing the street.

Johannes van der Borg seemed to feel Li Zu's gaze and turned slowly.

He lifted the brim of his hat with his right hand, revealing an intriguing smile under his round brown glasses.

Bow slightly.

Familiar like a long-time friend.

"Ahem, hahaha~" The laughter squeezed out of Li Zu's throat, and he forcibly suppressed it, so that he didn't laugh too ostentatiously.

"Whose game is this, it's so interesting!"

After the Charon stopped, people had already landed.

Charles Reed, a private investigator who had previously arrived in Oakmont with Li Zu on "another Caron", was also suffering from madness as Li Zu.

If Charles Reed wasn't an actor, it wouldn't make sense that he would suddenly come to Oakmont again on the Charon.

Soon, another person disembarked.

A mentally decadent foreigner dressed exactly like Li Zu, he should call himself "Bruce Wayne", but that's just a joke.

Its real identity is very interesting.

"I was a few days ago, ho-ho-hehe..."

At a glance, you can recognize the identity of the other person, their true identity.

I traveled back in time to a few days ago, or did I say...... Is this another hallucinatory journey?

Li Zu decided to keep watching.

……

After chatting with Charles Reed for a long time, Johannes gave him heartfelt advice when Li Zu came ashore, telling him not to run around.

Everything is so familiar and unbiased.

Li Zu subconsciously grabbed his pocket.

Professor Dowe's "baby" is gone.

The one that brought him back to the "culprit" he had been a few days ago.

From the perspective of a bystander, Li Zu looks at his crazy self and investigates the case with Reed to find the mystery of Albert's death.

……

……

Knee tavern.

After getting the information he needed, Charles Reed, along with Li Zu, who goes by the pseudonym "Bruce Wayne", leaves the tavern together.

Just about a minute after the two of them pushed the door and left,

The tavern door was pushed open again.

It was one of the two "strangers" who had just left.

However, he looked much more "normal" and did not have obvious neuroticism.

The "stranger" walked straight to the corner and stopped in front of the African-American female soothsayer.

"I've already divined for you, and I won't accept refunds," the oil paint on the face of the intangible cultural heritage woman trembled.

However, she found that the "stranger" pulled out a chair and sat across from her.

"You fortune tellers, isn't it like peeking at the outline of the author of the novel?" He picked up the wine glass on the table.

Poof, the wine glass has become a plastic toy, and the mellow spirit has been turned into a rubber filler.

Poof, the glass changes back, the wine shakes, and the spicy fills the air.

"Divination, I can only vaguely hear the whispers of God, I can't explain it to you"

The soothsayer looked at the other party's strange abilities and became nervous.

"I'm here to make a vow~"

He took out three bullets and placed them on the table, then swaggered upstairs.

"Wish?" The soothsayer was still puzzled,

She held the bullet, and the next moment it turned into shock.

He ...... Really, coming back from the future? ”

The female soothsayer muttered, her face getting worse and worse.

After a short while, she hurriedly stood up, packed her things, and quickly left.

……

Knee tavern, guest rooms.

Bang!

Lewis, an Indiamouthman, slammed the door hard.

"Maniac!"

He had a hideous fish face, and the two strangers just now found him because of "Albert's death", which scared him out of a cold sweat.

The Innsmouth would never end well if they fell into the hands of Slogmorton's men, and even if he suddenly killed Albert in the spirit market, all he got was a hot bullet.

What's more, among those two people, the white man with a cold face and the yellow man like a madman made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Knock knock~

There was another knock on the door.

"Didn't those two guys keep their promise and came with the police?" That's pretty bad for Lewis.

Before he could hesitate, the door was violently kicked open.

"Hello, we're meeting again~"