The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 57

Fortunately, Shirley was not really angry.

She was a little upset when He Nan suddenly said something like this out of time.

I was quite happy at first, but being poked into black history all of a sudden, it naturally brought some emotions.

"He Nan." Shirley sighed, and said, "I don't think your superpowers should be what you are now."

"What should it be?" Seeing that she was willing to change the subject, He Nan quickly answered the conversation happily.

"It should be KY." Shirley gave him a white look: "The more you destroy the atmosphere, the stronger you will become. With this ability, you can now kill a Rhino with one punch."

The so-called KY comes from Japanese, which means "destroying the atmosphere".

People who are always KY will be said to be unable to read air.

It will even be called "KY essence".

But He Nan felt that he had not reached that level at all.

"It's not so exaggerated!" Ho Nan suddenly felt aggrieved: "I rarely spoil the atmosphere when I talk to outsiders, okay?"

"Then you're targeting me?" Shirley clicked her tongue, "Am I too familiar with you? You can't even talk to me... It wasn't like that when we first met, but since we lived together It's getting worse."

"Doesn't this mean that our relationship has improved?" He Nan immediately declared, "I don't have this with other women, okay?"

"Do you have other women?" Shirley clicked her tongue several times: "Okay, He Nan... that's enough. I can't tell you are this kind of person... From a pure little virgin to a master in love Ah! How many girls are in your hand, do you have time to introduce me?"

"Ah...not a single one!" He Nanyue said more and more panicked: "Have you overturned the jar of vinegar, why are you so sour...can we stop being so sly?"

"Hey, I think I'm weird... hey." Shirley put on a complex expression that I don't know if it's a smirk or a mockery: "But it's okay, I'm not your girlfriend, why are you asking so much? You should think I'm annoying... right?"

"Don't bother me! Don't add drama to yourself!" He Nan didn't know how to deal with this scene, so he blushed and hurriedly tried to divert the topic to other directions: "Let's stop talking about this, okay? It's getting more and more... er, off track... Let's talk about the information we just learned."

"Hmm." Shirley snorted softly, "The owner of that beauty salon is really named Basil Homer... It's a pity we don't know his address."

"Unfortunately, Turkey really doesn't know, otherwise it would have been in that state just now, and it would definitely say." Seeing that the atmosphere was no longer so weird at last, He Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and started to write: "But at least we know Buzz Al Homer is a big money maker. He has the right to speak in Rothal Freight and the Syndicate Industry, and has also purchased a lot of arms, people, and placed a series of orders for prison, sex, and torture equipment, including many custom-made products …asked him to describe the face of the man, and he didn’t say anything. This guy doesn’t meet people like turkeys. The photos used for registration are all fake.”

In principle, it is not possible to register an identity with only a photo.

...but that's just a legal principle.

And principles can often be broken by money and relationships.

When you have both, you will find that the law is a fart-not limited to New York, but all over the United States in the world of comics.

New York is just the epitome of evil.

"...In short, the industry he is in seems disgusting." Shirley's expression was a little displeased: "I just don't know where this guy is doing these things behind his back. It's probably not in New York."

"Well, it's not surprising even overseas." He Nan pondered for a moment: "Now we still have to focus on the White Swan Orphanage. Are you driving there?"

"Yes." Shirley said with a calm expression while driving, "Speaking of the White Swan Orphanage..."

"...? What's the matter?" He Nan almost thought she was going to talk about the black swan.

There used to be a black swan orphanage.

But it was destroyed by a fire.

He Nan also wondered if there was any connection between the two orphanages.

But it seems...just a mere coincidence.

After all, the orphanage had a good reputation and was often visited by the public.

The exposure rate is so high, and such a large number of children are quietly lost, there is no way to hide it.

"...It's not really a big deal." Shirley said quietly, "I just think of the word orphanage, and I feel a little emotional. That's where we first met."

"Ah... um." He Nan fell into the memories, feeling quite embarrassed: "Hey, that was really a long time ago..."

In fact, when thinking of this, He Nan felt a little sad and helpless.

But what is easier to feel is the irony and malice from fate.

He didn't have parents before time travel.

After crossing, it was still the same.

What else can this say?
He just wanted to use "different world homotopes" to explain.

"Yeah...a long time ago." Shirley fell into the memory, showing a slight smile: "You were so much shorter than me at that time, and when someone bullied you, you would call Shirley Shirley all day long, hide behind me... later When we met, they were actually so taller than me."

"Uh..." He Nan was a little embarrassed when this was mentioned: "That's for sure... Later he grew up..."

"...Well." Shirley narrowed her eyes slightly: "I never thought that we could meet again. I was really surprised at the time, and felt that I had recognized the wrong person."

"Haha—it can only be called fate." Thinking of this, He Nan couldn't help expressing emotion.

At the time, both he and Shirley were adopted in an orphanage in New York.

That orphanage later closed down during the economic crisis—otherwise he would really like to visit now.

He Nan was not adopted.

He grew up in an orphanage and then went to school.

Shirley was adopted by a Japanese family and went to Japan.Later, he returned to New York to study abroad.

As a result, shortly after that, her parents were killed by gangsters.

In order to track down the murderer's whereabouts, she went back to Japan to track down, but found nothing.

...Not long after that, all clues were lost.

When she was confused, she returned to New York, and accidentally ran into He Nan who was studying at the Criminal Investigation Academy.

Under the surprise of the reunion, she also aspired to become a detective because she wanted to solve the mystery of her parents being killed, so she transferred to the Criminal Investigation Academy.

The two eventually became detectives together, graduating from the academy.

He Nan accompanied her back to Japan to investigate the case after graduation, but made no progress.

... The murder of Shirley's parents, until now, has no clues for them to investigate.

I'm afraid this will always be an unsolved case.

Even if there is a little clue, it can give people hope-but the reality is that there is no.

Nothing.

Even the local police gave up on continuing the investigation.

At that time, Shirley was disheartened, and under He Nan's persuasion, she returned to New York and opened this firm.

After that, as the truth of each case became clear under their hands, she regained her strength a little bit—at least she can help others avoid the pain of being unable to redress their injustice.

(End of this chapter)