The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 228 Are seals really that fragrant?

I have to research how to get through safely...

Shirley picked up a piece of gravel and hurled it toward the nearest platform to see if it was strong enough to carry her weight and jump onto it.

There are too few details that can be ascertained by this method.Even if it's estimated that it can be tolerated, you don't know what will happen when you actually jump on it-but it's better than doing nothing.

Ok……

No serious wobbling and chipping.

Try to stand up...

Shirley stood on the edge of the stairs, calmed down, and with a calm mood, slightly lowered her body and stuck out her toes, touching the broken steps.

Can't miss...

If you stumble and fall, you will become the same as the little brother below.

Shirley was pretty sure he was male.

Because the gold watch is so shiny and so attractive.

Only men's watches have a bracelet of that width.

……usually.

In short, Shirley didn't want to die very much, let alone be buried with him.

She felt that one day she had to choose someone to die with, and that should be He Nan.

...like being washed away in the river then.

Thinking of He Nan's words, Shirley smiled wryly under the hockey mask.

She still doesn't know whether there are alligators in the sewers of New York.

the other side.

Aha, here we come!
He Nan lay on his stomach in the elevator, listening to the sound of the elevator starting, feeling extremely excited.

Finally!
Just as he thought.

...the elevator slowly climbed up.

That's right, it's for seal meat and all that stuff.

According to my calculations, I will not be crushed to death!

Although He Nan thinks so...

...but as his body got closer and closer to the top of the elevator shaft, he was still sweating.

No no no, I'm not panicking at all!

What are you panicking about?It's impossible to crush me to death!
This is the judgment of a professional detective!

In theory, this is the category of mathematics and architecture.

But detective studies are complicated, and these things need to be dabbled a little bit.

...such as higher-level functions.

He Nan learned to doubt life at school.

He didn't understand why detectives learn this thing at all, but the teacher told him, if you don't learn this, if you encounter criminal clues related to functions, what should you do?
In fact, it still makes sense, after all, even the contents of Shakespeare are occasionally used in solving crimes.

But He Nan still felt dizzy after hearing this.

Because according to him, a detective knows everything.

Getting closer!
He Nan's heart beat wildly.

They even lowered their bodies a little lower.

...he wants to make sure his attack area is as narrow as possible.

Like a piece of paper would be best, but that's obviously impossible.

The elevator rose nearly 20 meters before stopping.The whole process is very exciting.

It is very difficult to lie on the top of the elevator without supporting anything.You'll feel like you're about to be bounced away at any moment, and the winds whistling around you seem to blow you away—although they're nowhere near that powerful.

You'll be very worried about whether there's something protruding around the elevator lobby, cutting you into pieces.

... It's a huge psychological stress.

And the moment it reaches its peak is the moment the elevator reaches the top floor.

I wipe it, it's so dangerous...

He Nan stuck tightly to the top of the elevator, his heart pounding.

He was even worried that people coming in the elevator would hear the sound—because it sounded really loud to him.

He Nan's calculation was correct.

...and definitely won't crush him to death.

But it's really only a little bit close.

His body was only ten centimeters away from the top.

Rise a little more and he's now meatloaf.

He Nan wiped off his cold sweat.

He knows this is just the beginning.

The real challenge is yet to come.

All right……

...The next step is the most dangerous and the time to test my reflexes and shooting skills.

Hope my dynamic vision is passable.

Because as long as the shot is a little late, I may die.

Ho Nan summoned a magic pistol.

Then, listening quietly to the sound of items being moved into the elevator one by one, took a deep breath.

call……

... It's time to start!

He Nan thought about it, and swallowed as he heard the elevator door close.

Soon, the elevator moved down quickly.

The feeling when the elevator is moving down is more exciting than when it is going up.

If you just had a feeling that you were going to be lifted up at any time and then ascended to heaven...

… There is a feeling of “going to hell” right now.

Just as He Nan crouched down, raised his gun and aimed at the walls of the elevator shaft and the fire escape that were rapidly "moving upwards" in front of him, and stared at the maintenance passageway that would appear at any time, the elevator suddenly stopped.

He Nan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he remembered with embarrassment that the elevator was now stopping at the negative floor.

This is what he reasoned out before, but he forgot when he got nervous.

Stop on the first floor, and someone will come to inspect the seal meat... After that, it will be sent to the area where the smiling shark is located on the third floor underground.

And what He Nan had to do was to catch the emergency exit with its claws when the elevator was moving from the first basement to the third basement when it passed the second floor, and then climbed up.

This way he could get to the second floor without being noticed.

Facts have proved that He Nan's deduction is correct.

Things went exactly as he thought.

Indeed, someone came to check the quality of the seal meat.

Listening to what they said, He Nan felt a little greedy.

For example, "Today's quality is very good, this piece of meat is the most tender".

What else is "this piece of snowflake meat is delicious and juicy, and it will let you taste the breath of the Arctic Ocean".

And "the fat here is the best when it is refined and made into butter, but unfortunately the smiling shark only likes to eat it raw. I have done this with the leftover fat he eats, spread it on the bread and eat it... ...Ha! It's so cool, you can't imagine it! Butter? That's beyond compare!"

Wow, is there really such a good thing?

He Nan felt itchy.

But he didn't want to make butter.

Instead, I want to make oil residue.

That's delicious to eat.

The orphanage he stayed in before crossing—that is, the orphanage, was in a tight budget, but he still tried his best to give them occasional improvements in food.

If you don’t have enough money, buy cheap meat and eat the most meat with as little money as possible.

Then the cheapest one is of course the kind of minced fat.

No one wants to buy it.

And the aunts of the orphanage will buy them, and add salt to them in a pot to make crispy oily residue.

Very crispy, full of oil, not greasy at all.

He is often mixed into the rice.

I'll go home and make this when I'm done with this trip...

Thinking of this, He Nan suddenly felt a little dangerous.

Standing FLAG like this, I feel like I'm going to die.

No, put it another way.

I will make it for Shirley when I get home...

...It seems to be more serious. If Shirley is involved, what if she dies.

And Shirley doesn't seem to like something as big as oil.

...It seems that most people don't like it, because people who can make this kind of food are almost only those who are too poor to eat decent meat.

I'm probably just eating my feelings.

(End of this chapter)