The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 33 Fingerless Tom
"Ah... I remembered, young man." The homeless man put down his cigarette, and pointed in one direction contentedly: "Go to the end there, turn right, there is a broken car shell that has been stripped of parts, and he lives next to it .”

"Thank you." He Nan stood on the skateboard again, immediately activated the maximum power of the foot-strengthening shoes, flew out of the high platform, and moved forward at full speed.

Seeing He Nan stepping on the skateboard and galloping away at such a fast speed, the homeless man was stunned and opened his mouth wide.

Maybe for a moment, he felt that his eyes were dazzled.

But after all, this is a New Yorker in the comic world, and I haven't seen any monsters and ghosts, so I won't be surprised soon.

Are you here...

It didn't take He Nan ten seconds to rush to the place mentioned by the scavengers.

A rusty car frame with shattered glass, engine and seats completely removed...

…And, a shabby dwelling piled up with waste paper shells, plastic sheeting and bricks.

There are actually a lot of people living around here.

If a stranger speeding up on a skateboard wasn't eye-catching enough, his arrival in front of Tom Severe Finger's shack was enough to surprise everyone.

I can vaguely hear someone saying that it must be a debt collector again—maybe this has something to do with He Nan wearing sunglasses and black clothes.

But He Nan always felt that this was too nonsense.

How can a debt collector come on a skateboard?
By the way, who does he owe money to...

Could it be that he gambled again?Although his finger was cut off, it seems that the lesson is not enough.

He felt that a guy like Tom couldn't hold on any longer, so he would probably run away.

Anyway, there is nothing to worry about, just hide if you can.

If you don't get caught, you will continue to eat and wait to die.

Living a day-to-day life is also somewhat easy.

After listening to his surroundings and confirming that no gangster had passed by, He Nan cleared his throat, stretched out his hand, and knocked tentatively on the shack.

"Tom, are you there?"

no respond.

"Tom?" he tapped again.

Still no sound.

He Nan lost his patience.

He lifted off the paper shell that served as the door of the shack, and saw that there was nothing inside.

"Does anyone know where Tom Severed Finger went?" He Nan frowned and asked everyone.

At first, no one was willing to speak up.

It wasn't until Conan asked loudly for the second time that an old lady said tremblingly that Tom Severed Finger had moved out of the shack and lived on the second floor of the abandoned post office.

"Okay - where is that?!" He Nan was very anxious.

Fortunately, this time he didn't need to waste time and give some benefits, he got the answer.

The distance is not too far.

He Nan hurried forward, stepping on the skateboard and dashing all the way into the hall of the post office. The moment he reached the stairs, he jumped off the skateboard, letting it disappear with the halo of particle decomposition, and then ran up the stairs.

However, just as He Nan ran to the corner of the stairs, he heard someone shouting, ordering him to stop.

"Hey! Stop!" A man in a vest held a crowbar in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, and shouted nervously at him, "Who are you...?! Are you here to collect debts? Go back! I only have This sucks, no money for you! You usury demons...! Are you capable of going to court to sue me? Don't think you can scare old Tom——!"

"Uh, calm down, sir." Seeing that he seemed to have drunk too much, He Nan glanced at the three missing fingers on the man's left hand: "You must be Tom with Severed Finger?"

"Ha! That's right—why, do you want to laugh at me?!" Tom took another sip of his drink and shouted angrily: "Okay? You can laugh if you want... Anyway, everyone does it behind their backs. Old Tom knows it all! Hahaha, it’s so funny! Isn’t it?! This injury…—this injury is my military medal! I was cut off three fingers back then, and I didn’t even cry out in pain! It’s a joke about my useless wretch So what?! I’m afraid I’m going to pee my pants right away!”

This is a typical performance from above... He Nan thought.

Once a person drinks too much, it is easy to brag.

"I didn't laugh at you, Mr. Tom. And I'm not a debt collector." He Nan sighed: "Actually, I came for Aaron. Now he's in some trouble, so..."

"—Aaron? Ha! He thinks of me when he's in trouble?!" Tom's eyes widened, and he looked annoyed and displeased: "Damn... none of my business! I broke up with him long ago ! You go back to me and ask him to find someone else to help!"

"Mr. Tom, I actually don't understand the grievances between you and Aaron, and Aaron didn't invite me here." He Nan showed him his detective certificate: "He was involved in a kidnapping case of a serious nature. I need reliable evidence to rule him out...otherwise the situation will be against him."

This is half true.

The best lies, always.

Aaron was involved in the case, but not directly involved, nor was he a suspect at all.

However, these remarks startled Tom with severed finger.

"Impossible!" Tom shouted quickly: "Aaron is not this kind of person! That bastard... I know him! The most he likes to do is go find a girl on the street after drinking! How could he kidnap a woman! You must do it wrong!"

Okay, now I know he has this hobby... He Nan felt like laughing when he heard this: Are you selling out your friend?
Wish Aaron's wife would listen to it too.

"The case I want to investigate involves the secret that Aaron and you accidentally revealed after drinking." He Nan walked up the stairs, watching his movements, ready to dodge the attack of the crowbar at any time: "You have to tell him Tell me all the things, and tell me the truth, who else have you told these things to?"

"This... that happened a few months ago!" Tom was extremely confused: "Why are you asking now? What does it have to do with the kidnapping?"

"I've got a lot of inside information, now I'm here to see how much I don't know about what you said." He Nan hinted that he knew a lot, so don't try to lie: "As for the connection, I think you are very clear You should be familiar with how many human trafficking projects Aaron has personally participated in?"

"I..." Tom was a little shaken.

Seeing his appearance, He Nan decided to add fire to him.

"My employer is very anxious because his woman has been tied up. It is really unpredictable what can happen in such a hurry... If I, a detective, cannot find out the real culprit because of insufficient information, I am afraid that something will happen that will shock everyone." It's a pity." He Nan leaned into his ear and whispered slowly: "At that time, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go... I'm afraid you and your friend's family will suffer, Tom Sir, you should think about it carefully."

"I...I'll tell you everything!" Tom was so frightened that the wine bottle almost fell to the ground: "What do you want to know?!"

(End of this chapter)