The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 22 The Tragedy at Hogg's Breakfast Shop
He Nan opened the back door, kept a safe distance from the door, and scanned the room vigilantly.

What he saw made his heart tremble.

Inside lay many corpses.

Blood spilled.

Many appeared to have been violently beaten to death.

It seemed that it was probably the man who attacked them just now.

...However, there are still survivors.

Although he couldn't see it from this angle, Ho Nan knew he was there.

Shirley obviously noticed it too, so she and Bullock put down the big, delirious man, and then pulled out a pistol, indicating that she would take cover from behind.

There are not many places to hide in the kitchen, that guy must be waiting for me at the corner of the stove... or in the cabinet.

He Nan sticks to the corner cautiously, and concentrates on listening to the movement behind him.

It was deathly silence.

However, with his keen hearing, He Nan still noticed the sound of nervous breathing.

...just behind the counter where the stove is placed.

He Nan briefly considered whether to open his mouth to communicate with him.

However, thinking that it would be very dangerous for this guy to survive in this environment, He Nan did not intend to take the risk of giving up his current advantage—now, the opponent must not have thought that he had been exposed, so he could win suddenly.

Therefore, he directly jumped over the stove, aimed at the enemy's wrist, and kicked it away.

It was a blond woman covered in blood and in extreme fear.

She hadn't expected that Ho Nan would make this sudden move, so she panicked for a moment and was kicked off the kitchen knife she was holding in her hand.

Then, she was thrown to the ground by He Nan, with the dagger pressed against her throat, and she was so frightened that she choked back the scream she was about to let out—not even daring to breathe, but kept trembling.

"Okay, be honest!" He Nan looked at the surrounding corpses with a complicated expression, and shouted at the blood-stained woman, "Quickly tell me! What happened here? Why are you living alone?"

"No... I didn't kill it...!" She yelled in panic and helplessness with a trembling voice: "Please let me go... Who are you? The police?!"

"We are not the police, but detectives. Tell us what happened here, and then consider letting you go." He Nan didn't want to let go of such a dangerous object easily.

"Detective, detective...? Ah... yes, that's right!" She quickly explained: "We were busy with work in the morning. Suddenly, a new employee went crazy and started attacking others! He It's too big...Even if three people go up together, they can't hold him... Some of them want to run away, some want to stop him... But it doesn't work... Finally, finally... it ended like this..."

"..." He Nan glanced at the corpse closest to his feet, feeling chills in his heart.

His skull looked smashed to pieces.

Moreover, with fists.

It's hard to imagine what would happen if you didn't catch the enemy's fist when you fell to the ground just now.

"So that's it... By the way, I haven't told you what your name is?" Miyanoshi kept Eddie Brock as a guard outside, and walked into the house with his hands in his pockets: "Are you an employee here?"

When she said this, Shirley looked around to see if there were any cameras around.

It turned out that there was, but it was broken.

It can be seen from the fragments of the porcelain plate under the camera that it was smashed by throwing it.

"I... I am... I just dropped my badge!" The woman hurriedly pointed to the ground on her right: "That's it!"

"I see, Ms. Mary." He Nan pushed her closer to the smashed badge, and saw that there was still a severed finger lying aside, and frowned: "Is this also related to your survival in the end?"

"It looks like you bit it off, and smashed the token while struggling." Shirley went over to look carefully at the severed surface of the severed finger, and then turned to look at the woman: "It matches the shape of your teeth very well." .”

"Yes...Jack Alton...that bastard was trying to kill me, I bit off his finger! After that, Alton pushed me over, and I just passed out..." Mary Hastily explained: "He... probably thought I was dead... so he left... After waking up, he heard someone coming this way, thought someone was going to kill me again, so he took a knife to defend himself... I really didn't want to attack you!"

"It sounds very strange." He Nan was completely unconvinced when he heard this: "The corpses of other people died in a miserable state, and the murderer's methods were extremely cruel. All the corpses were covered with blood...how come you are the only one who can pass out in a coma? Ms. Mary? Referring to the other corpses, he should attack you again and cause your body to rupture."

"I don't know...it's probably because his finger was bitten off, so he doesn't care about the pain anymore, he just wants to run?" She quickly explained, "Alton...he was beaten by someone before. It seems that he is not afraid of pain at all... But maybe it's just because it's not painful enough...! As long as it exceeds the limit of tolerance, he can't stand it!"

"I understand, Ms. Mary. What you said makes sense." He Nan glanced at the broken badge, and exchanged glances with Shirley who was picking it up for inspection with gloves on: "It seems that this is really a tragedy... ...But don't worry, we have caught the murderer. Okay, one last question...how did that badge get smashed?"

"He... when he pushed me away, he smashed it..."

"Break - what kind of collision? Is that so?" He Nan gave Shirley a color, and she imitated the most common close-up collision method -- using her arms to protect her body and launch the collision.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" She nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Mary." He Nan smiled and put away the dagger.

"Finally took it away...it scared me to death!" Mary finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression was still a little nervous: "Then... I can go back—huh?! You, what are you doing?!"

He Nan suddenly took out another pair of handcuffs, twisted her hands behind her back and clasped them.

"Because you are also a murderer? Maybe you are the main culprit." He Nan looked at the recording pen that Xueli took out with a sly smile, and he was sure that it was safe, so he said confidently: "The evidence is all recorded, Ms. Mary, don't worry about it." I want to quibble."

"What nonsense?!" Her tone was terrified and angry: "The murderer is obviously Jack Alton!"

"But you gave Alton the medicine, right?" He Nan stared at her, and said slowly with disgust: "That kind of medicine can make Alton obey your orders, and gain great strength and Pain resistance...you ordered him to massacre everyone in the kitchen, and at the end put on a show...pretending to be knocked out by him until the police came."

"Unfortunately, we were the ones who came first." Shirley put away the recording pen and said softly, "You must have panicked at the time, Ms. Mary... Who did you think we were?"

(End of this chapter)