The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 223 Possible Infiltration Route

"...OK." He Nan nodded in agreement.

Although he still had the idea of ​​taking Shirley to a safe place on the ground and taking risks by himself, since Shirley had already said so, he would not refuse any more.

The two guards chatted for a while, then moved again.

He Nan and the two followed all the way up, and finally found that they had walked into a door.The outside of the room is an iron wall with two ancient windows with thick bolts at the dead ends and iron mesh on the outside.

He Nan hid under the lamp post of the gas lamp sideways, took out the binoculars to look at the situation inside, and found that it was a place similar to a warehouse.

They entered it, opened another door blocked by a turnstile, and entered.

This kind of door requires a turnstile to be successfully opened, and now it is relatively easy to see only on ships and in banks.

Although it is very strange to ordinary people, as if there is some big secret hidden behind it, but there is nothing special about the place they entered.

Because it was not locked, and there was a burst of cold air when it was opened.

Apparently the opposite is a cold storage.

"If you go to the warehouse, I'm afraid there is no way to go down." He Nan put down the binoculars and whispered to Shirley: "But there is another opportunity hidden inside."

"Why, go down disguised as a deliverer of seal meat?" Shirley said with a smile.

"Well. We have to observe who will send the seal meat later - there must be a commissioner." He Nan pondered for a moment, and then proposed again: "And we can also go down disguised as seal meat? As long as the amount of seal meat Big enough so we can get inside the box..."

"It's too difficult to disguise the transportation personnel, it will be seen through at once."

"...It depends on whether this person covers his face." He Nan sighed and continued to observe.

Soon, I saw the two people who had just entered the cold storage come out again.So He Nan pretended to be nonchalant while looking at the goods on the side, and walked forward with Shirley swaggeringly, so as to approach them conveniently and eavesdrop on the information.

The new thing I heard was that a guard complained that the delivery person was slow and why the seal meat hadn't arrived yet.

Another guard said it might be because the elevator was stuck and it was still being repaired.

"The elevator they mentioned may refer to the freight elevator connected to the cold storage—no, the warehouse." He Nan thought for a while and said: "Because they want to transport goods from the outside, if the freight elevator does not directly connect to the warehouse from the surface, then There are also many moving steps, which is too laborious."

"Yeah." Shirley nodded: "So there must be an elevator in the warehouse, and it will lead to the bottom floor. Otherwise, the seal meat will have to be taken out a long way to take the elevator to the floor of the smiling shark. No one will It was designed that way."

"...It is necessary to go into the warehouse to see if this is an effective stealth route." He Nan thought for a while, and said: "Since the elevator is said to be stuck and is being repaired, it means that we may be able to sneak in." It climbed in the elevator shaft before it was repaired, and then went out through the maintenance pipe."

"But it's also possible that the elevator door can't be opened at all." Shirley reminded him.

"Of course...but so far we don't have many reliable investigation routes. Look over there." He Nan pointed to the place where the two guards were headed.

It was an extremely old-looking stone tunnel, and the top was covered with reinforced arched steel plates and barbed wire. Against this rough and retro background, gas lamps were hung, casting strangely shaped shadows.

So they went down the tunnel and into a door.

"I'm afraid that leads to the dormitory or something like that." He Nan said: "You can also go there. But we need to know the password in advance. It is not clear whether the password is used for voice recognition or if there are guards asking questions. If It’s the latter, I need to pretend to be a guard. Of course, it’s easy to be spotted this way.”

"Well..." Shirley nodded slowly: "There is still some time. We can first find out the birthday of Jonny's girlfriend and the floor he is on."

"...Leave this to me." He Nan caught a glimpse of a nearby vendor who wanted to take out a cigarette from the cigarette case but found that he had run out of cigarettes. He looked annoyed, so he walked over, took out a good cigarette and handed it give him.

"Ah, thanks, buddy." The vendor took the cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and smiled slightly at He Nan who was also lighting a cigarette in his hand: "It's hard to be addicted to cigarettes."

"Isn't it?" He Nan raised his mask slightly and took a puff of smoke - even though he doesn't actually smoke, he can still smoke a little symbolically, so as to lower the opponent's defense.

It is a completely different effect to just pass the cigarette set to the other party, and to pass the cigarette to the other party and then to smoke one yourself.

"Hey, let me tell you." He Nan lowered his voice and said to the vendor in such a low voice: "Are you familiar with the boss here, Johnny?"

"Ha! Of course!" The vendor mentioned this matter, quite proudly: "I've been selling goods here for 20 fucking years, and I know exactly how many moles Jonny has on his butt."

"...so how many are there?"

The boss showed four fingers.

"...Damn it." He Nan was frightened: "So ruthless."

"Don't talk nonsense." The vendor smiled and took another sip.

"I came to ask you about Johnny because I want to give him some gifts, and I need some professional advice from a friend who really understands him." He Nan also took another puff of cigarette, lowered his body and approached him and whispered: "I thought about giving him breath freshener, what do you think?"

"Trust me, it's a bad idea." The vendor shook his head and laughed, "Johnny hates people saying that he has bad breath. Are you afraid of being skinned by him when you give this gift?"

"Then what should I do?" Seeing that the peddler's interest had been aroused, He Nan asked temptingly, "How about this? I heard that Johnny treats his girlfriend very well? Then I'll give him some that his girlfriend might like." Things, can they please him?"

"Ha! That's right." The peddler narrowed his eyes: "But you can't give gifts that are suitable for boyfriends... For example, if you foolishly bring a large bouquet of flowers, you will be killed on the spot."

"I know, I want to give this gift with a sense of ritual. For example, it's good on her birthday." He Nan tried to ask: "But I don't know when her birthday is. You know it so well, don't you?"

"Of course." The peddler replied proudly, "August 8th! Remember it."

"So that's how it is." Having said that, He Nan continued to ask: "Oh, I heard that the Hood Gang is meeting Johnny underground? What floor are they on? I might take this opportunity to meet him."

"The second basement floor! Johnny meets there every time. But you'd better not get involved." The peddler snorted at this point, "Johnny hates being disturbed."

(End of this chapter)