The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 136 Pocket Money

"Remember to show me the way near home, it will be easier to find." Watching the little boy close the car door, He Nan said, "Rick, don't come by yourself next time, it's too dangerous."

"I know..." Rick seemed a little unhappy when He Nan said this: "You have said it several times."

"Rick, don't think I'm long-winded, because it's really too dangerous. Not many adults dare to go out at night, let alone you are a child?" He Nan drove the car out of the parking space: "And even if it is I've been walking on the main road, and I don't know what to expect... Many of those super criminals are active at night-by the way, have you brought your house keys?"

"No." He shook his head.

"...As expected." He Nan glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, "Because you don't seem to have a pocket."

"You have seen all of this..." Rick was very surprised when He Nan said this: "...As expected of a detective."

"It's nothing." He smiled embarrassedly: "So how do you go home? Your door is not locked, right?"

"No... I definitely can't get in through the main entrance, so I have to climb back to the bedroom." Rick said with some pride and excitement: "I put a curtain on the floor along the window."

"Climb down?" He Nan was stunned for a moment: "It's an adventure all night, you... The curtains are not very strong. It would be bad if they fell off."

"It's okay, I'm climbing steadily!" Rick said proudly, "I even tugged on the curtain to make sure it's okay."

"It's not a matter of you confirming that you'll be fine... Anyway, you can't do this again in the future, Rick." He Nan felt helpless when he heard this, and turned slowly at the intersection: "If you run out like this at night, you won't be afraid of being caught by monsters." ?”

"...Scared." Rick lowered his head and admitted uneasily: "Actually, I have been afraid of monsters suddenly appearing in my house until now... But, in order to find you, I have to overcome it?"

When He Nan heard this, he felt very uncomfortable.

He began to imagine what kind of person the child's father was.

His dad seemed to love him quite a bit.

It can be seen from a series of actions after the death of his wife.

For example... Promise to your son that you will protect him.

Another example is not working overtime on weekends and spending time with the children.

……

However, what is hidden behind all this?

He Nan drove the car, looking at the night view of New York and talking.

The night filled him with uneasiness.

Tomorrow morning, I will come to investigate this case...

...hope it goes well then.

"Ah, we're almost at my house." The little boy pointed him the way: "Just turn right ahead."

"Yeah." He Nan nodded: "Building 126, Litui Street... I see it, the room on the second floor."

He Nan parked the car around, let the child walk into the yard, and waved goodbye to him.

After walking a few steps, the child turned around as if he had suddenly remembered something, and asked He Nan if he could show him what the weapon that defeated the searchlight looked like.

It's just a small problem, He Nan is of course willing to satisfy.So he summoned the Hunting Scythe and showed it to him.

"... so handsome." Rick stared at the scythe in a daze: "I wish I had superpowers too... so I can save them..."

"...We can't change what happened." He Nan heard what he said, looked at the curtains hanging outside the window and tied into a rope, sighed and put away the scythe: "Okay, Rick, It's getting late, go back to sleep."

"Okay..." Rick nodded and turned to leave. Halfway through the walk, he turned back and asked He Nan anxiously, "Well... I thought about what you guys told me before..."

"Huh? What?"

"...that is, the one who stole the money." Rick lowered his head and said, "I know I shouldn't do this, so I thought about it, and I still have some pocket money... probably more than 2000 dollars. For me It is said that it has been saved for a long time, but it is definitely not enough to invite detectives..."

"It's really not enough, but... child, you have a lot of money." He Nan couldn't help laughing: "That's so much savings at this age. I didn't even see what pocket money looked like when I was young."

Actually not at all.

When He Nan said that, it was a bit exaggerated.

When he was in the orphanage, he could get a little pocket money during festivals.

As you get older, it goes from $[-] to $[-].

At that time, his memory of pocket money was... Greedy.

...greedy in every sense.

When I was young, older children had more pocket money.

Because I don't want to spend my pocket money, I will be greedy for other children's snacks, toys and games.

When others were eating chocolate, he secretly watched from the sidelines, but he couldn't let others see that he was envious.

The students all bought NES (FC) game consoles at home, and they talked about them every day after class, and they even made appointments to go home to play together.

At first, he couldn't join the conversation at all, and couldn't understand what they were talking about.

…Later, he picked up game magazines that others didn’t want, and at least solved the problem of “not understanding”.

Although He Nan was extremely poor at that time, as long as he compares himself with the worse ones, he will immediately feel that he is not bad like this.

For example, orphans with cerebral palsy or severe disabilities.

They have no pocket money, and they have nowhere to use it.

Not to mention that like He Nan, he can also sell scraps and fish coins from the gutter.

"Since my mother disappeared, my father has given me a lot of pocket money..." Rick mentioned this, full of loss: "He often asked me to buy whatever I liked, saying that my father has enough money, what do you want? Just... every time I said that I want my mother to come back, and then he would not allow me to mention her with a sullen face..."

"... At that time, did he not say that his mother died and was eaten by monsters?"

"...Well." Rick said softly: "Since he said that, I haven't asked my mother to come back... In fact, I also feel that my mother probably won't come back..."

"...Well, go home, Rick." He Nan sighed: "Good night, see you tomorrow."

"Good night……"

Getting back into the car, He Nan felt a little heavy.

He was thinking about how Rick's father was in the mood to give the child a lot of pocket money.

…a compensatory mindset.

Or, further atonement mentality?
Over $2000 in one month? . . .

...Family conditions are really good.

In fact... just look at the house they live in to understand.Land in New York is very expensive.

He Nan looked at this single two-storey building with a yard again, and secretly thought in his heart that he would live in such a nice house with Shirley in the future.

...We will have our own yard, and then we will plant her favorite flowers and plants.

And maybe get a dog... who knows?
(End of this chapter)