The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 127 Black Coffee

"Hmm... I didn't hear that the Sin Eaters can fight a lot." He Nan recalled, and said: "Although it is a combination of criminals, it doesn't require the boss to be the strongest forever. It only needs to win the hearts of the people."

"But the team of criminals is very prone to internal strife... in order to compete for leadership." Shirley looked at him and said, "Echo's motive for killing the sin-eater is still unknown. Now that he has been rescued, we have to do it." Prepare yourself for retaliation."

"Yeah... Although we didn't hide it originally, after the exposure increased, now everyone can easily know where we live." Thinking of this, He Nan was still a little nervous: "Anyone who wants to find us, You can come here easily... There is no security system in this apartment."

"Yeah... so we have to be more vigilant." Shirley tapped the shotgun on the table: "Of course, the possibility of Echo deliberately retaliating against us is still relatively low, and the slime monsters that need to be most vigilant...you Watch here first, I'm going to take a shower."

"Wait, Shirley!" He Nan heard that she was going to take a bath, and suddenly realized something, and immediately stopped her righteously: "There may be danger in the bathroom."

"……How to say."

"You are taking a shower in the bathroom, and then the slime monster sneaks in through the bathroom window, what should you do then?" He Nan said seriously: "For example, you are washing your hair. There is always a time when you close your eyes when you wash your hair." ? During this period, it may come to you, and then it will bite off your head as soon as it opens its eyes..."

"...Then what do you think we should do?" Shirley seemed annoyed and amused: "Shall we wash together?"

"Cough——that, of course not."

"Oh... Then you have a solution?"

"You just have to be careful." He Nan said to her quickly, and then handed her a knife: "When the slime monster comes, stab it."

"I think it's better to bring the gun in." Shirley picked up her pistol, and walked into the bathroom with a playful smile: "Stab it with a knife? Am I crazy...then it will die faster."

Although he was joking when he spoke just now, He Nan was really afraid that she would be attacked by the venom.

So he sat by the bathroom with his shotgun in his hand, ready to check his phone for a while.

The moment he opened the browser, he heard the doorbell ring.

Who is it?
He Nan immediately sat up vigilantly, approached the door with a shotgun, and asked, "Hello? Who is it?"

"I'm Rick. Excuse me...is this Mr. He Nan?" A little boy's voice sounded timid outside the door: "I saw on TV that you defeated the bad guys, and I feel so powerful...so I want to meet you .”

"Oh...Rick." Startled, Ho Nan quickly opened the door and looked at the little blond boy in front of him, "I'm glad you like me, but you should come during the day? It's dangerous to go out at night! Hurry up!" , let’s talk first.”

"Well, thank you..."

Rick entered the house.

He Nan sat on the sofa and motioned for the children to sit down too.

"Okay, Rick." He asked the little boy with concern: "Now you see me, and you can see my sister when she finishes her work later. So, I will call your parents, Let them pick you up?"

"No, no." Rick shook his head quickly: "I sneaked out, Dad didn't know! If you call him, Dad will scold me."

"This... well, where is your home? I can give you one." He Nan picked up the car key on the table and hung it on his belt: "But you have to promise not to run out like this again in the future, okay? There are a lot of bad guys at night."

"Okay...but, but I have something to ask for your help." Rick faltered when he said this.

"Why are you looking for me, Rick?"

"Because... I feel that you are very powerful, the kind of hero who can defeat monsters." The little boy muttered, "Besides, you are also a detective...so I think if you are willing to help, you will definitely be able to solve the problem."

"Ah - detective... yes, I am indeed." Ho Nan probably understood his purpose: "Rick, do you want to entrust me to investigate some cases? If so, just tell me directly."

"...well." Rick looked a little disturbed: "but... I don't know if this counts as a case... because I went to the police, and the police told me they closed the case... Closing the case means that it is no longer a case, yes wrong?"

"...No, no matter whether it is concluded or not, a case is a case. The conclusions drawn by the police may not necessarily be the truth. Don't you come to us because you doubt this?" The guest came out of the bathroom in a hurry and changed into a set of underwear: "Ah, Shirley—this is Rick, and he wants to entrust us with a case."

"Hello, Sister Shirley!" He quickly got up and greeted Shirley.

"Yeah, hello." Shirley smiled at her: "Rick, why are you looking for us in such a hurry? It's the same when you come back during the day. Look at the time now, it's late at night...you don't have to worry about being kidnapped The kid's villain?"

"I'm not afraid!" the child yelled obviously without confidence: "...I, I run fast...they can't catch up with me."

"Okay——since you're here, let's talk about the case you want to entrust first." He Nan stood up and approached the refrigerator: "What do you want to drink? Juice? Coke? Or water?"

"...Is coffee okay?" Seeing that Shirley was drinking black coffee, the child swallowed.

"Drink coffee at such a young age... Be careful not to sleep at night." Shirley asked with a smirk, "Are you sure you want to drink?"

"...Yes." The child nodded: "My father won't let me drink it... I've always wondered what it tastes like."

"Then I'll give you a taste." Shirley poured him a glass: "Can you add sugar and milk?"

"No. I heard that drinking black coffee is the most elegant." Rick's eyes were full of expectation.

"Well~ I don't agree with the saying that drinking dry coffee is elegant...but you can do whatever you want." Shirley brought the coffee in front of him, showing a mischievous smile: "Come, try it."

"Yeah!" Rick took a sip expectantly.

Then, as expected, from an excited face to an expression of incomparable pain in an instant.

Life's ups and downs are just that.

Shirley couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling.

He Nan suppressed his smile and asked the child, "Is it too bitter?"

"Bitter and sour... It's completely different from what I imagined!" Rick said bitterly: "I thought black coffee was very fragrant! It smells so good..."

"Oh, black coffee can indeed taste very fragrant...but that taste is not suitable for everyone." Shirley added sugar to it again, and said softly: "...especially for children of your age."

(End of this chapter)