The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 215 Black Market Entrance
"Hey, buddy! I saw you in the newspaper!" Tom's face flushed with joy, "I didn't expect you to be so good! Now you've posted it and become a household name!"

"I don't think I'm a household name yet... It's good if one out of twenty people knows me." Seeing that Tom Severed Finger was so happy, He Nan was a little embarrassed, and quickly inserted the oil pipe into the car: "How do you feel about this job?" How about it, Tom? Still like it?"

"Aha, it's pretty good!" Tom straightened his hat and said with satisfaction: "The main thing is that this uniform fits well. I haven't worn new clothes for a long time! Uh, but he may also be the last one." It was left by an employee—but I don’t care about it, I like this dress very much, and it will be mine in the future! I must take it away when I get out of here someday.”

"I still suggest that if the other party doesn't pay you, you can ask for this set of clothes again... Otherwise, you may lose a place to sleep." He Nan suggested: "You have worked here, so be thick-skinned and come here later. Ye, it shouldn’t be a big problem. Maybe they can’t bear it and hire you again.”

"It's okay, I've never been thin-skinned." When mentioning this matter, Tom seemed to be very proud: "Ah, by the way, Ho Nan—how about Aaron? Has he been cleared of suspicion?"

He Nan didn't realize who Aaron was at the first time, but he immediately remembered what he had said in order to gather information.

At that time, He Nan threatened Tom that his friend, Aaron, a former employee of Rostar Freight, was suspected of being involved in the abnormal kidnapping of a woman. You must answer his question honestly.

These remarks are still very deterrent.

Tom did behave himself and cooperated very well.

"Basically yes." Ho Nan replied seriously: "...Tom, are you still not going to take the initiative to reunite with Aaron?"

"Hmph...he doesn't want to hang out with me anymore. I take the initiative? What's the use of me taking the initiative!" Tom muttered like this, and then sighed: "Anyway, Aaron is not suspected... Hero He Nan, Are you going to investigate the case again?"

"Don't call me that, it's embarrassing."

"Then, Detective Ho Nan?"

"It's still embarrassing, okay?!" He Nan was speechless when he heard him say this: "Just call me He Nan, the prefixes are all redundant."

"Then, He Nan, are you investigating the case?"

"Yes." Seeing that the oil was almost full, He Nan pulled out the pipe, "Then, we'll leave first. You should do your best here."

"Um... ah, what case are you investigating? Maybe I can help you!" Tom with Severed Finger said excitedly: "It just so happens that I'm off work too! I'm familiar with this area, and I often come here to pick up trash. I have heard countless rumors! Because you have helped Aaron, so-if you have any questions, just ask, no tip!"

He Nan heard what he said, and felt that he could indeed ask a question.After all, bums, beggars, bartenders and the like often hear plenty of gossip.Even though many of them are just gossip that has been tampered with several times and the correct version is no longer known, the information they give is still of reference value.

So, He Nan thought about it—is there anything he can do to help with this case.

Then, without hope, he said, "Well, Tom, do you know the smiling shark?"

"Aha! I know!" Tom Severed Finger chuckled: "And I also know that he is not just an urban legend."

"Yes, what we are looking for is the real person."

"Are you really looking for him?" Tom listened, looking a little uneasy: "Dude, seriously? He's a dangerous man! I know you got Searchlight, but Searchlight is just a reckless guy who can fight head-on, Smiley Shark But you can play tricks!"

"I understand, but do you know where he is?" Seeing his hesitation, He Nan showed him fifty dollars, "I know you said you don't need to pay, but if you tell me, it will be yours." It's gone."

"Uh... But I don't know where he is? I'm just a homeless man, how can I know such things." Tom said so, and his eyes looked at the banknote in He Nan's hand vaguely: "...However, I know that there is a black market nearby, and he is the boss behind it."

"That's right, you can tell us that too." He Nan nodded in satisfaction after hearing what he said: "So, where are you?"

"Just..." Tom put his head close to him and whispered the reply.

After that, He Nan gave him the money and got into the car after expressing his thanks.

Tom was still waving goodbye as he left the gas station.

"So, the cost of this piece of information is 50 yuan." Shirley looked ahead and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"Giving him a tip can maintain the relationship, and he may need help from others in the future." He Nan said: "Besides, if we ask others, we will probably have to pay in the end... Maybe even fifty dollars can do it."

"Hmm." Shirley responded softly, and after a moment of silence, she watched He Nan turn into the alley and asked, "So? Where is it?"

"In a place you can't believe." He Nan smiled: "You will know later."

He Nan parked the car in the parking lot next to a candy factory.

An old bus is parked in the corner of the parking lot.The rear of the car was covered by the bicycle parking shed, so I didn't deliberately squat down to observe, and I couldn't see if there was anything special under the car.

He Nan walked towards it.

"So, the entrance is in the car?"

"That's what Tom Severed Finger said." He Nan opened the car door with opaque windows, walked into it, and pointed to the rear of the car: "Ha, it's true."

A square-shaped hollow was ripped out from the rear of the car.

There's a cover there that apparently lifts off to go underground.

He Nan immediately approached to verify his idea - as it turned out, he was correct.

Immediately after opening the lid, a narrow spiral staircase is revealed.

The stairs must have been built here beforehand, and then a bus was inlaid in the opening.

And this black market is definitely a long time ago.Even the buses are in the style of the 60s.

Perhaps since Prohibition, this place has become an underground revelry spot for illegal trade.

"Then what if there are a lot of people coming out of here." Shirley looked at the interior illuminated by the retro gas lamp with interest: "Won't it look very crowded? It's too conspicuous."

"Maybe there is another location for the exit." He Nan thought for a while, and said: "Otherwise, if tourists buy a lot of things in such a narrow place, wouldn't they be unable to move out?"

"Heh... is it a one-way entrance?" Xue Li smiled slightly: "...Indeed, the secrecy will be stronger."

(End of this chapter)