The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 137 Alligator Tail Bastard
Ok……

He Nan looked at the child who had climbed into the window, and made sure that he had returned to the bedroom safely.

Alright... I'll go back too.

He Nan turned the key to start the ignition and turned his head.

Then, drive back home the same way.

However, on the way, he suddenly heard gunshots.

And... familiar shouts.

"What it is?!"

"Leave it alone! Run this way! Chase!"

Martin...and Mark?

He Nan thought it sounded very similar, so he immediately turned around and rushed towards the side road.

Sure enough, when driving through the fork, he saw two patrolmen running over the wall in the alley and rushing into another fork.

Tsk, I can't drive into this place...

I'll get out of the car to have a look too!Whatever they're hunting, it's definitely not human...

...This also means that they may not be able to cope, and their lives will be in danger!

He Nan immediately stopped the car, jumped out of the car door, and chased after him on his skateboard.

It is very difficult to move at such a narrow path with a skateboard at high speed without hitting something.However, He Nan had top-notch skateboarding skills before crossing, so even with foot-strengthening shoes for acceleration, he can travel unimpeded in this terrain with a very low fault tolerance rate.

Finally, he caught up with the two patrolmen.

They were using flashlights to vigilantly shine a fence leading to the drain to observe the situation.

Hearing someone approaching, he immediately turned his head and raised his gun.After seeing that it was He Nan, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down his weapon.

"What's the matter, Martin, Mark?" He Nan stopped in front of them and asked strangely, "What are you chasing after...... Ah, I seem to know."

Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the gutter.

"How do you know?" Martin wondered, "Didn't you just come...and why are you here?"

"It's a long story... I was attacked by this kind of synthetic beast that likes to drill into the sewer." He Nan frowned and looked at the sewer: "Just now I sent a child home, and I was going back to the office after finishing work. What are you chasing after... I thought about helping you, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late."

"It seems that you really know its identity." Martin looked at the gutter and sighed: "This bastard... actually knows how to lift the gutter! Hey... almost solved it."

"We shot it... but it doesn't make much sense." Mark's expression seemed extremely nervous: "It... I don't think it's afraid of bullets."

"Nonsense!" Martin's eyes widened. "A guy who can breathe is afraid of bullets!"

"If you don't have searchlights, you won't be afraid..." Mark murmured softly.
"What did you say?!" Martin was very angry: "The searchlight is also a human being! It is his battle suit that is not afraid of bullets! Why is he not afraid of bullets?!"

That's true... but it's true that not every panting guy is afraid of bullets.

He Nan thought about it, and complained secretly in his heart.

"What does it look like?" He Nan wanted to ask in more detail: "I've seen two synthetic beasts...they look different."

"Two?! Thank goodness you're still alive!" Martin exclaimed, "As for ours...it's too dark to see clearly! Anyway, it must have a crocodile tail, I can see it clearly—— Because the fucking bastards like to turn their asses on us!"

"Uh... because it has been running?" He Nan asked.

"Yes. Mark showed a tired look and nodded: "We just barely caught up and were almost completely thrown off..."

"Then, how did you encounter this thing?" He Nan paused and reminded the two of them: "Ah, you'd better stand a little farther away. This kind of monster will come out of the sewer to attack .”

"Thank you for the reminder, young man." Martin stepped back immediately: "Hey, you asked how you met... just now! We are getting ready to leave work today, so I took Mark to buy supper. The burger hasn't been given to me yet, I I found the trace of the monster, so I chased it... and then lost it! What do you say that it hurt others?! You can only notify the headquarters! Of course, before that, I have to send my Bring back the hamburger."

"I guess your headquarters will receive a lot of reports overnight." He Nan frowned, and said: "Synthetic beasts are appearing everywhere... They often appear and escape through the sewers. I don't know how many of them are underground... In short You have been busy for a while."

"What?!" Martin was stunned when he heard this: "Where did so many come from? Didn't there be no trace of this thing before yesterday!"

"I don't know... But since they like to drill into the sewers so much, then the sewers in New York must have become their lairs at this moment. I'm afraid they will never be able to control them if they don't go down." He Nan also felt very helpless about this: " Synthetic beasts, some seem to be very timid... I just approached them, and they all ran away. You seem to be similar... and some are very fierce, and they will fight back violently when they are attacked, and they don't mind at all Will it die with you?"

"Ha! I can't change my life with that disgusting monster. I'm going to drink gin and die in my wife's belly!" Martin snorted and yelled with a red neck.

Did you get drunk again... you're still a good cop.

He Nan smelled the smell of alcohol, and complained secretly in his heart.

And... Martin, wake up.

You never had a wife.

Mark seemed to want to say that.

But he opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

Better not to joke about it.

Martin's emotional luck is pretty miserable.

...the same is true of career luck.

Sliding from the former police inspector to a small patrolman.

Status plummeted.

I've had several relationships, but none of them worked out.

People either think that he earns too little, or that he is too busy working and disregarding his family.

In short, when it comes to the end of every relationship, the result is "Let's break up, Martin".

Occasionally, "Go away, Martin" and "I'm going to Italy, I'll be back next week, Martin."

...The latter was said by his last girlfriend.

After saying this, she went abroad to play.

Martin originally had high expectations for her, thinking that this was the one who would get him into marriage.

As a result, I haven't come back after a week, and I can't get in touch again.

So Martin was very anxious, and asked about her whereabouts.

…and eventually learned that she had gotten married in Italy and was now traveling the world on her honeymoon.

That's what I did that week when I went abroad.

So, He Nan always felt that some people were destined to have no wives in this life.

In other words, his vision and luck are not very good, and he keeps meeting scumbags.

Maybe quit drinking, lose weight, and change jobs, and there is still hope.

... But let Martin do this, there is no door.

(End of this chapter)