The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 123 Tell Me About You in Another World

"Hey... It's better to be at home."

When he got home, He Nan collapsed on the sofa, feeling exhausted.

"It's really disgusting... It's just a TV, and so many people stuff things into the door at once." Shirley put all the items taken out from the door on the table: "Look at it , I guess there is the woman who called you inside."

"Uh...forget it. It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not." He Nan awkwardly moved his eyes away from a small piece of paper with a picture of a beautiful woman inside, but instead focused on the other side. An interesting ad: "Huh? This is... an ad for a Chinese food training institution?"

"It seems so." Shirley glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Why, do you want to be a cook? It's a bit big for you."

"It's not that I want to be a cook...but I want to learn how to cook." He Nan picked up the piece of paper and clicked his tongue: "These people are all advertising geniuses... Seeing that I'm Chinese, I feel like selling Maybe this kind of course will pay for it?"

"So will you?"

"...I'll keep it first." He Nan glanced at the other advertisements and shook his head: "As for the others... I don't see any use in them. I'm not stupid to borrow the kind of bone-sucking advertisements. Things..."

"Then you don't need this either?" Xue Li gently picked up the piece of paper with the photo of the beautiful woman between her fingers, and smirked: "People said, not only can you come to the door..."

"I said I don't need it!" He Nan quickly grabbed it and tore it into pieces: "I don't need this kind of thing in my life, okay?"

"Then you are really ascetic." Shirley said this slowly, and went to make coffee: "Don't hold back. I see that you have used a little bit of toilet paper in your bedroom recently. It's okay you."

"Huh?!" He Nan was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the sofa: "No, how do you know how much paper I use! And it's all going on here, don't think so crookedly, okay?"

"I was wrong... Do you really think I don't know what you did in the house?" Shirley snorted softly, showing a sly look: "...But, I just don't care. Seeing that you are panting every day and it is quite normal, there should be no problem."

"Of course I'm fine! It's said that anyone who can't breathe will be cold..." He Nan muttered in embarrassment, flipping through the Chinese food training flyer: "...As expected, the location is in China Town .And it seems to be quite close to where we eat at noon... Go and have a look when you have time, I don’t know if it’s expensive to learn.”

"Heh...why do you want to learn this all of a sudden?" Shirley's expression was a little curious: "Obviously she never cared about cooking...could it be caused by a soul from another world?"

"Hey... almost, that soul likes Chinese food more than I do, but it also doesn't know how to cook." He Nan looked at the exquisite dishes in the advertisement, and said slowly: "It's not convenient to buy authentic Chinese food in the United States... And the ones sold are often expensive. If you want to eat, you still have to make it yourself. I thought about reading online tutorials and trying to learn, but I don’t quite understand the various steps written on it. I still need someone to teach me.”

It's amazing to say the least.

He Nan felt that he had lived in two worlds at the same time, and he was completely the same person.

All kinds of disharmony and excitement that I felt when I first time traveled have almost dissipated now.

He just felt that this was a city that he had lived in for 20 years, was full of emotions, and knew him very well.It is also his hometown in the United States.

"Okay then, after you finish your studies, you can cook all the meals in the future." Shirley nodded and said with interest.

"what?!"

"Just kidding." Miyano Shiho, who is also very average in cooking, sat next to him, and turned to look at the flyer: "...but it's really hard to imagine what it would be like if you cook well."

"Actually, I can't even imagine it myself." He Nan admitted: "The limit of my imagination is making spicy chicken at home. I can't imagine anything more difficult."

"You should study here first... I'll make something to eat." Shirley gently stroked her hair and walked to the kitchen: "What do you want to eat?"

"Spicy Chicken."

"Then let's make some microwave food." Shirley took out two ready-made frozen food from the refrigerator, chuckled lightly: "I'll wait for you to make me the spicy chicken. Don't make it too spicy."

Tsk, is it called spicy chicken if it is not spicy?
He Nan, who likes spicy food because of the fusion of souls, secretly imagined what the lemon-flavored spicy chicken would be like.

...It feels like a rare dark dish in the world.

"He Nan, tell me who you are in another world?" At this time, Shirley put two boxes of microwave food into the microwave oven, set the knob, walked towards He Nan and asked, "Did you meet me? "

"...No, I've always been single in another world." He Nan smiled awkwardly.

"Say it like you have a girlfriend now."

"I mean, even if the memory is merged, I have never had a girlfriend." He Nan knew what she was going to say, and immediately felt that his speech was extremely wise: "Otherwise you will keep asking me who that woman is... "

Shirley was noncommittal, just chuckled and said nothing.

This probably hinted that He Nan continued to talk.

"I'm in another world... I've always lived in China." He Nan thought for a while, and then said: "That world is generally quite peaceful, and there aren't so many superpowers, magic and other things. Everything else is fine. About the same, the black technology is a little weaker, so there is actually nothing to talk about."

"Why not?" Shirley asked, "Can you tell me about who you are?"

"...I don't have a detailed memory, so I know that I am an ordinary college student majoring in information technology." He Nan stopped the topic after saying this: "Let's stop talking about this and talk about other things? Because I also It’s just a little memory, after all, it’s not me now, so there’s no need to care too much.”

He didn't want to say too much. The first reason was that he accidentally exposed information related to Marvel, DC and Conan series because he was afraid of going too far.

The second point is also a very critical point - that is, he still maintains vigilance and distrust of the system.

He worried about the serious consequences of letting others know too much.Such as space-time collapse and so on.

So, it's better to tell a little lie and simplify the matter in this matter - all questions about time travel, he must reserve others.Let them know that too much is of no use.

"Okay." Shirley smiled: "It's a pity... I want to know what I am like in another world."

(End of this chapter)