The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 102 Shirley's Juice

While waiting for the newcomer to appear on stage, He Nan received a new call.

The other party introduced himself as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, within five seconds of listening, He Nan immediately hung up with lightning-fast fingertip movements.

"...Who scared you?" Xue Li projected her ambiguous and teasing eyes: "The one who hung up in such a hurry...is it a woman?"

"Yes—ah, no!" The moment He Nan blurted out, he felt that there was a trap in the words, and quickly changed his words with a serious face.

"So it seems so?"

"Er... a woman, but not the kind of woman you think..." he faltered and explained.

"What kind of woman do you think I'm thinking of?" Shirley gently moved her head closer, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

...with some juice on top.

A sweet smell poured into He Nan's nostrils, making his heart itchy and fascinated.

... What kind of juice is this? It's so delicious, I want to have a whole glass too.

This idea popped up in his mind for a moment.

However, he was immediately overwhelmed by the strange atmosphere.

He just remembered that the point is not the juice, nor the lips, but the "woman".

...the word he needed to explain.

"Just, it's just that the other party is a female voice!" He Nan immediately explained this, and was glad that he did not speak Chinese: Otherwise, Shirley would definitely ask him which "girl" he was again.

"Then what did she tell you?" Shirley smirked and moved her face closer - he could even feel the itching of her gently breathing air.

When He Nan was teased by her like this, he was suddenly distracted, and blurted out without thinking: "It means door-to-door service for beauties, [-]% off for activities, discounted packages, unlimited number of people...uh."

Damn, it's over!
Why did I recruit all of them at once!
...I can't stand her doing this at all!
Is this Shirley virus? !Must be!Works especially well for me!
Where are my childhood antibodies?

He was startled.

Then cool down.

Then it felt like something was leaking air.

Originally, it was like the horror of someone dangling the tip of a knife in his heart.

Now it feels like a direct "pooh" pokes in.

After the stabbing, he shook He Nan's shoulder and asked him, "Did you feel that I stabbed you?".

"Oh~ yeah..." Fortunately, Shirley's eyes didn't become very disgusted, but after moving her face away, she couldn't help laughing: "Honestly, did you give your mobile phone number to some messy person when you checked the case?" Has the information been leaked to whores?"

"I...I didn't..." Seeing her performance, He Nan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the suspect who immediately thought of him was Tom with Severed Finger.

...But He Nan always felt that that guy would not do such a thing.

"Hmm." Shirley looked at him with a smirk full of mischief: "Maybe it's because of being on the TV station to increase the exposure...Although we didn't directly let the reporter know our contact information, but we can post it at the door of our house." .”

"If that's the case, then the caller is probably playing a prank to see me out of embarrassment... It's too bad, knowing that I don't live by myself and still doing this." He Nan squeezed his sweat and asked tentatively. "So...you didn't doubt me?"

"...Basically." Shirley licked her lower lip, shook the juice in her hand, and took another sip, trying to drink it with a sense of luxury: "The main reason is that you are recruiting prostitutes." You have to be out of your mind to bring it home... pretend I don't exist."

"Hahaha, that's not right!" He Nan immediately agreed cheerfully, "I'm sure I'm going to go whoring too?"

"Cough!" Bone Spur coughed heavily, as if intending to remind him.

However it was too late.

He Nan realized that he blew himself up again the moment he finished speaking.

Still obviously there is no dynamite pack, so I just tied one temporarily.

"...Well, you are still whoring." Shirley bit her lower lip lightly, as if she was sure of something, with a disappointed and expected expression: "That's right, boys your age are not very good. To be honest, it’s really hard for you not to have a girlfriend for so many years... It’s reasonable to have this kind of hobby now. Hey... Let’s leave it at that."

"No, what's the matter?!" He Nan almost jumped up from the chair: "You're sure of something now! It's a complete misunderstanding, okay?"

"Okay, boy, don't explain." Bone Spur took another deep breath of cigarettes, and then slowly exhaled: "She will understand."

If He Nan was in the fire pit...

... Then now it is kicked down by a bone spur and covered again.

Anyway, it is to help him to be more thorough.

"Bone spur, don't make trouble for me! I can explain it clearly, but if you trick me, I'm all over!" He Nan couldn't figure out whether the bone spur said this on purpose, but now his head is so big: "Xue Li, I Didn't go whoring!"

"But you said you went out to whore."

"I said if——if I go whoring, I will definitely go out whoring!"

"Look, you still want to whore."

"I didn't want to prostitute!"

He Nan felt that he couldn't explain clearly.

However, just when he was restless, he suddenly noticed that after Shirley turned her head, there was a slight uncontrollable smile on her face.

Then, suddenly realized.

I was tricked by her again...

He Nan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the wound in his heart that had been stabbed by someone was finally plugged with a cork, and at the same time felt extremely tired.

Hey……

Why is Shirley always playing tricks on me?

Can't figure it out...

Is it fun to play tricks on me...so much for watching me panic?

...as if it really is.

Then there is no solution!
Because when she told me these things, I was very concerned and it was easy to take them seriously.

It was as if I was afraid that she would really misunderstand and leave me...

He Nan thought about it, but felt helpless, and felt that he had to strengthen his resistance to the Shirley virus.

Well, that's right!

I'm going to try to get back to my childhood mentality!
Thinking about it carefully, if it was me who was "very brave" and knew her very well when I was a child, and Shirley asked me "Have you gone out to whore", how would I reply?

He Nan thought carefully for half a minute.

Then I really wanted to travel back to half a minute ago, hack the scythe who was seriously thinking about this issue to death, and behead him for public display.

I want a fart!
What to think about!

Do little brats get asked this kind of question? !Since it is a non-existent question, how can I answer it!

He Nan's head hurts from thinking about it.

Even thinking uncontrollably, thinking about where to buy the juice Shirley drank.

He didn't know if the juice was really that sweet, or if it stuck to Shirley's lips so attractive.

If it was the latter, he felt that just buying some fruit juice and spitting it on her mouth would have the same effect.

...and shall I drink it?
He Nan thought about this problem seriously, and felt that it was a problem that was truly creative and full of academic value.

(End of this chapter)