The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 140 Shirley's Puzzle

"..." He Nan blushed a little.

He probably knew what Shirley meant.

"Cough, cough." He Nan coughed twice, as if this would not be embarrassing: "Xue Li, just now the wanderer was lying on the ground... almost all the credit was taken away."

"Hmm... But the reporter immediately helped him slap his face back." Shirley smiled: "To be honest, if the reporter didn't question it on the spot, the credit would have been taken away by the police... Many people said it on TV. They believe in everything, they are very simple...hehehe...but people like wanderers don't seem to care about being falsely claimed for their merits."

"...It's impossible not to mind at all in my heart. Although I may not care too much about it, but I'm just aggrieved, isn't it?" He Nan felt helpless: "Obviously it's a good thing I did."

"Hmm..." Shirley changed her lying position, and lay down comfortably on the sofa lazily: "Hey~ Occasionally, it's like this, watching TV on the sofa for a whole day."

"Would you like to lie down when you are free?" He Nan thought it was okay: "Otherwise, there is nothing to do."

"How could it be possible to lie down like this for a whole day? It's a waste of time." Shirley shifted her gaze from the TV to He Nan, and said with a smile, "Unless..."

"Er...unless?"

"...Hehehe, it's nothing." Xueli stared at He Nan for a while, her eyes smirking slyly, but there was a hint of longing and tenderness in her pupils.

"What the hell is it! I don't understand!" He Nan was stunned: "Unless what?"

"you guess?"

"Can't guess."

"It's a pity...wrong answer." Shirley sighed pretending to be regretful, and changed the direction of the lollipop in her mouth—this time it was the other cheek that bulged.

"Since you didn't guess right, tell me!" He Nan was burning with anxiety: I always feel that the answer is very exciting, and I really want to know it right away.

"Hmm~ Since I got the wrong answer, I won't tell you." Shirley shrank her body slightly under the blanket again, as if she was making a "Shirley roll" with it: "But you will know sooner or later The answer... When that day comes, I will tell you myself. It will definitely scare you... Hehe."

"Uh...ah?!" He Nan almost went crazy when he heard that.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

why did not you tell me!I want to know so much!

What does she mean!

Shirley in this COS PLAY riddle man? ? !

No, I have to calm down!Calm down and think about what it means!
He Nan began to fall into deep thought.

Ok……

This puzzle is so difficult...

How can it be explained...?
The more He Nan thought about it, the more he found it difficult to understand. This was the most difficult puzzle he had encountered in his detective career.

So, after thinking about it, the tomato and egg noodles were naturally mushy.

"...What kind of taste is that?" Xue Li said helplessly: "Don't tell me that you can mess up a bowl of noodle soup."

"Ah!!!" He Nan was startled, and only now came back to his senses: "Ah...wait, just add more water and it can be saved!"

"Don't save it, do it again. It smells like a paste." Shirley exposed the little head that was just stuffed in Shirley's roll again, and sighed "this guy is hopeless": " I think it would be a waste of money and embarrassing for you to stop learning how to cook Chinese food.”

"You can't conclude that I can't learn!"

"Then what do you want me to say... The next noodle is not easy to cook, and you still want to learn the kind of dish that professional chefs may overturn..." Shirley clicked her tongue: "It's useless."

"The noodles are mushy because I've been obsessed with thinking about puzzles just now, okay?"

"Oh... I just want to know the answer so much." Shirley asked with a smile: "Then what's the result? Have you figured it out yet?"

"……No."

"I think so too." Shirley rolled back and forth on the sofa slightly: "...Oh, there is another breaking news."

This indeed attracted He Nan's attention.

He turned to look at the TV.

Then almost cut off the finger with a kitchen knife.

I wipe it, it's so dangerous... He Nan took a breath: Cooking is like fighting a war, it's extremely dangerous.

I don't know which step to kill myself.

It was indeed breaking news on TV.

Because of the interview with the current acting mayor, he declared that in view of the splicing monsters suddenly appearing in large numbers on the streets of New York, he would consider imposing a curfew to facilitate the police to search for monsters and remove them as much as possible.

Reporters naturally scrambled to interview him.

Some questioned whether the curfew was really necessary.

Others asked how much public panic and economic impact the curfew would cause.

Some asked whether the curfew would violate the freedom of residents to go out at night.

Another reporter said that everyone should be allowed to vote to decide whether to implement this policy, otherwise it would be undemocratic.

"What do you think, Shirley?" He Nan asked.

"...I'm not interested." Shirley said blankly: "To be honest, the curfew does not have a big impact on most people. Because it is not safe outside at night, most people dare not go out .Otherwise you may not be able to go home.”

"That's true, but there are also areas with prosperous nightlife... North of Queens, and Central Park... Times Square and so on." He Nan said while cutting ginger slices: "The economic income of these places will indeed be greatly reduced because of the curfew... "

"Hmm~ yes." Shirley looked at the reply letter to Penny Parker on the table, and said softly, "Remember to send it to someone else."

"Well, after breakfast, I'll ask the wanderer to pick it up." He Nan put the noodles back into the pot, looked at the noodles that were stuck in the trash can, and felt deeply sorry: "It's a pity..."

"Take it as a lesson." Shirley smiled, watching He Nan take out the brown sugar from the refrigerator, wash the knife, and chop the minced ginger: "Oh my goodness... Is the date so accurate?"

"I don't even have to pinch you, do you? I can tell by feeling that it's time for you." He Nan smiled wryly: "What's the matter, haven't you come yet?"

"...Here we come." Shirley curled up in the blanket with a smile, "And my stomach still hurts."

"If it really hurts, take some painkillers... Brown sugar ginger water will take effect slowly."

"I can't take it until I can't bear the pain. I don't think it's very good." Shirley shook her body slightly again, and turned herself over, as if the Shirley roll spread on the pan had already been fried on one side: "Hmm~ Why didn't you use the minced ginger you bought this time?"

"Because your lower abdomen was always hurting a few days ago. You drank a lot, but you just ran out...you haven't had time to buy it yet." He Nanbian carefully chopped ginger and said, "But it's the same if you cut it yourself."

"But the minced ginger I bought has a sweet taste."

"Uh... That is the one with added sugar, which can be soaked in water to drink directly. I'll make brown sugar ginger water for you, and it's the same if you add more brown sugar." He Nan thought for a while, and said: "Or add some extra white sugar to make it more delicious. A more layered and complex palate."

(End of this chapter)