The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 403

"You said what should she do if she encounters another splicing monster immediately after we leave?"

Xue Li sat in the co-pilot, watched the woman gradually disappear in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile.

"Uh, that shouldn't be the case." He Nan was stunned for a moment, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "It's embarrassing if it's really like this, it's the same as not being saved."

In order not to be seen by her who saved her and left behind factors that would expose her actions tonight, He Nan just maintained a stealth state throughout the entire process.

Kidd's smoke bombs are much easier to use than he imagined.

Even dropping one is enough to create a large cloud of thick smoke.

...is a little choking.

You still have to cover your mouth and nose with your arm in advance.

"I think her legs are so weak that she can't stand up at all. She was still sitting on the ground until just now." Shirley shook her head, took out her mobile phone and checked the news: "Look... tonight, so far, there have been reports There have already been three incidents of splicing monsters hurting people. The frequency is getting higher and higher."

He Nan frowned.

"If I wasn't there just now, it would be the fourth incident."

"Heh... the fifth one."

As Xue Li said this, she looked at the man who was struggling desperately on the ground not far from the small intersection not far away from the splicing monster.

The splicing monster opened the three slits in its head, and frantically bit the man's cheek.

And while he wailed for help, he tried his best to press the monster's head with his hands.

So far, he can hold on.

However, the strength of his resistance has been quite weakened.

Presumably, it won't be long before he exhausts his strength and his entire face is bitten to pieces.

"This one isn't dead yet, can you help?"

Shirley glanced at He Nan who was temporarily slowing down to observe.

"...No help."

He dropped this sentence, shifted gears and accelerated.

The car passed by the man at high speed, directly cutting off his last hope of asking for help.

Soon, blood splatter was seen in the rearview mirror.

"...Is that the man just now?" Shirley asked softly, looking at the flickering damaged street lamps ahead.

"Well, yes." He Nan snorted, "I don't mind how he says hello to his roommate, but it's too scumbag to leave his girlfriend behind and run for his own life... This kind of useless man is also entangled by splicing monsters." , In my opinion, it is retribution. Since God’s will is like this, why should I interfere? He will just fend for himself.”

"Hehehe...Although I agree with your idea, in the eyes of many people, ignoring death is tantamount to killing people...especially superheroes."

"What about him? I didn't kill people, I just didn't want to save them. If you want to settle the score, go find the splicing monster. If anyone wants to engage in moral kidnapping with me, just do it. I don't play this kind of thing." He Nanbian called The steering wheel complained: "To be honest, people who insist on putting this life on my head and expecting me to feel guilty are too naive. I'm afraid they haven't been beaten by society! And I'm really wronged. The guy ran for his life just now. In my opinion, he was beaten to the point of being taught a lesson, not to the point where he should be killed... Oh, the premise is that I will do it. As for whether he should help if his life is in danger That’s another set of criteria.”

"Well~ For example, someone maliciously jumped in line. With this kind of behavior, will you help him when his life is in danger?"

"Of course not. I hate queue-jumping dogs very much. I have no education at all." He Nan shook his head: "But you want me to kill him because of this, that's not enough. Let's take the guy who just left his girlfriend and ran away For example, if he deliberately pushed his girlfriend to make her fall to the ground to attract the monster's attention when he was running away, then in my opinion, he should die. After all, it is equivalent to killing his girlfriend in exchange for a chance to survive, and this girlfriend will kill him with his own hands. There's not much of a difference."

"Oh, it sounds more and more like what an anti-hero would say, actually discussing private law sanctions in a serious manner." Shirley couldn't help laughing: "Anyone who dares to speak like an ordinary hero will definitely be criticized immediately. Ah. It's not politically correct, Ho Nan?"

"It's okay, I'll only say this in private." He Nan coughed: "...No one should have bugged our car."

"I didn't think it was anything at first, but what you said made me quite concerned." Xue Li frowned slightly after hearing He Nan's words: "Mmm..."

"...Uh." Seeing her seriousness, Ho Nan also sweated, "Why don't you check it when you get home."

Bug - You may have heard of this kind of thing before, but as long as you don't use it frequently, you won't realize how serious the paranoia caused by this thing is.

Some detectives who often use this method are even so suspicious that it has affected their normal life.

Since they often use their eavesdropping targets to talk, they usually substituting into the situation unconsciously and thinking about what to do if they are eavesdropped.

Objectively speaking, this threat has always existed.

But once you immerse your thoughts in it and cannot extricate yourself, it will make people physically and mentally exhausted after a long time.

I was always uneasy, worried that what I just said would be recorded.

In a similar situation, there is also worrying about poison.

Detectives have seen a particularly high number of poisoned murders.

And there are always those colorless and odorless poisons with a high lethality rate. If you don’t take precautions against diets with questionable safety, it’s impossible to detect their existence with only your senses.
One sip and you're dead.

Thus, the corpse waiting to be investigated becomes you.

The more cases a detective has solved, the more insecure he is.I have always felt that someone is going to harm me, and I may even eventually suffer from severe persecution paranoia.

Part of the reason for this comes from scaring myself.

Part of the reason is due to factual threats.

It is impossible to be a detective without offending people.

You're always going to offend some gangsters and fellow criminals.

Originally, some cases have already passed, and the murderer can get away with it.

As a result, it was you who disrupted the situation, leading to their crimes being exposed, imprisonment and retaliation.

... so you say they hate you more, or the people who hired you to investigate?

More of the former.

Because it's all too common for employers to hire detectives to investigate cases.

But the detectives he hired were not necessarily qualified.

Among them, detectives who meet the standard are divided into those who are easy to buy and those who are not easy to buy.

"I don't know if Eddie Brock's interview will be broadcast tonight." He Nan complained, "But I think it's enough. It's already so late, it's not possible to put such a sensational news on the ratings Is it on the late-night news with such a low rate? So it will probably be broadcast again tomorrow.”

"Maybe it's because the content of the interview was requested to be cut." Shirley's tone was a little worried: "It's not quite right, is it?"

(End of this chapter)