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Whispers and a rhythmically contained breath were blocked by the wooden door.
"Aren't we going down?" Anna instinctively lowered her voice to avoid disturbing whatever presence was in the cellar.
"She asked us to deliver the cellar's items to the investigator, not to fetch them ourselves."
Lu Li said, returning to the table to pick up the oil lamp and leaving the house of the Bird Beak Mask figure.
The figure reappeared outside the building. Lu Li passed through the alleys amidst the ruins to the adjacent Theory District, where he entered a faded red telephone booth and dialed a number.
It took a long time for the call to be answered, and it wasn't until a hazy mist appeared on the glass of the booth that the call connected. A lazy, dreamy female voice came from the receiver, "Who is it?"
The regional investigator in charge of Belfast, Rachel.
It was her turn to be on duty at the base this week.
"This is Lu Li."
"…Oh, I remember now, the black gem, right?"