The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 187 Fog

"Aha!" He Nan summoned the magic pistol, looked at it, and was extremely excited: "Xue Li, look at it?"

"Oh...your new toy." Shirley turned her head to look, with a look of great interest: "What effect does it have?"

"I'll show you when we get home." He Nan said mysteriously, "It's definitely beyond your expectations."

"What?" Shirley couldn't help but said, "Could it be possible to shoot people and turn them into pigs?"

"This difficulty is still a bit high." He Nan coughed, "It doesn't matter, you can guess anyway. You will definitely not be able to guess right."

"Really? If I guess right, what do you lose to me?"

"Then... let me cook for you today."

"You should be cooking today." Shirley cast a disdainful look: "It's not sincere, you have to invite me to a restaurant."

"We didn't get another penny today, Shirley." He Nan smiled awkwardly: "Let's save some money."

He Nan, the killer he subdued before, conducted a body search.

But none of them had any money on them!
And their weapons couldn't be taken away because the police were coming.

...Besides, even if he could take it away, he didn't dare to take it.

Such people are likely to be professional killers, and their guns may have been registered in other particularly sensitive murders, and they may be in trouble if they hold them by themselves.

"...then make me a sandwich with peanut butter and blueberry jam."

"There is no technical content at all." He Nan was not happy: "That thing cuts the bread with a knife, and then spreads some sauce on it, it will be OK. How can it reflect my level."

"You can even make dried noodles, and talk about the level of cooking, isn't it too reluctant?"

"...Let's not talk about the dried noodles, okay?" He Nan was a little exhausted.

"Hmm..." Shirley snorted, "Okay—I'm starting to guess. This gun can turn people into little kids."

"Uh, no... By the way, Shirley, your thinking is a bit dangerous."

"why."

"I do not know either!"

"Then I'll go ahead and guess - it can make people expand from inside and explode."

"This... has to be said to be a very cruel effect, but it's wrong again." He Nan squeezed his sweat: "Where did you get the inspiration from?"

"Here." Shirley pointed to the corpse.

"……Oh, I got it."

He Nan's cheeks twitched as he looked at the highly corrupt corpse that had swelled several times.

After that, Shirley made several guesses.

None of them are right.

"...Forget it, don't guess." Shirley seemed bored: "Let's talk about the case."

"You didn't even guess right, so don't you want to compensate me?" He Nan tried to seize this opportunity and asked tentatively.

"...It's a good idea, you want to add to my appetite, are you okay?" Shirley showed a smirk: "Why, what compensation do you want? Tell me, if I am in a good mood, I will give it to you." And you?"

"No, let's forget it!" He Nan was followed by her for a round of cards, but he couldn't play anymore, and quickly redirected the topic to the case: "When I was thinking about the problem just now, what did you want to ask me?"

"May I ask what you are thinking first?" Shirley looked at his magic pistol that had not been unsummoned: "Are you thinking about how to summon this strange toy gun?"

"This is not a toy gun. It is very practical and its power cannot be underestimated." He Nan immediately corrected the name of his new artifact: "Then... well, I was really thinking about how to summon it... To tell you the truth, I have two more abilities at the same time this time, and I will show you both when I get home."

"Hehe... Do you have to carry someone behind your back?"

"That's for sure." Ho Nan looked at the busy policemen, and said in a low voice, "Another new ability requires your cooperation to be effective...and I think the potential is very high. We have to spend a lot of money when we go back. Energy exercises."

"Oh... what do you mean, do you have to bring me with you when you come out to fight in the future?" Shirley showed a fake disgust expression under the mask, but her eyes were slightly smiling: "It's really troublesome."

"Uh, I don't have to ask you to come together... It's just that if you don't cooperate, the effect will not be fully exerted." He Nan hesitated and said, "So what are you trying to tell me?"

"Ahh... yes." Shirley said comfortably, and adjusted the shotgun strap on her shoulder a little: "I want to ask, in the previous case, did you encounter the scar of fear... did you bring the photo with you? "

"The photos, receipts, and injections that are unknown to be lost or expired are all there, and the helmet and mask are in the car." He Nan took out the photo he pulled out of the photo frame a little nervously: "Do you want to see it?"

"Hmm." Xue Li stretched out her hand, lightly caught the photo that He Nan handed over, and looked down.

"Well, what do you look like?" Seeing that she had no special reaction, He Nan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm..." Shirley frowned slightly: "...It looks like fog to me."

"Fog?" He Nan thought for a moment and asked, "The feeling of being lost in the fog?"

"Maybe, I don't know."

"...but you're not afraid of smoke bombs, are you?"

"I'm a little bit confused in the smoke bomb. But when I use it, it's an emergency, so I can't manage so much." Shirley complained: "But this feeling of confusion is also because of being deprived of vision. Could it be Don’t you feel like you don’t know where to go, afraid that you’re going in the wrong direction while staying inside?”

"Of course there are." He Nan took back the inkblot picture and admitted, "I can't see through smoke bombs."

Fog...

He Nan looked at the photo, lost in thought.

fog……

...Is it the fear of being lost, without direction?
Or do you feel enveloped in thick fog and don't know what's outside the fog, so you feel flustered?

Fear comes from the unknown, and that's normal.

"I suspect that this inkblot can only provide a limited number of results." Shirley looked at the inkblot and said, "Isn't it the same for other Rorschach inkblots? There won't be an inkblot with unlimited explanations."

"Maybe... We don't have any statistical samples at hand." He Nan couldn't be sure, so he had to say: "...Maybe there are people who have read the inkblot and have no idea what it looks like? Maybe they held it back for a long time, and finally just said it casually It’s just a rough resemblance, so it’s not allowed.”

"Yeah." Shirley nodded, her expression became serious: "Their development of this kind of ink may not have reached its limit. I really don't know what else they can come up with in the future... Maybe they will come up with a whole Dai Dai inkblot. What about the Legion of Ink Masks?"

"That's terrible, who can see them face-to-face? Unless there is a way to suppress fear." He Nan frowned: "These people may even be able to broadcast ink on a big screen to spread fear...fortunately, they The operator behind it can only control one inkblot to take effect at a time."

(End of this chapter)