The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 292 Ah, Shirley
Coming out of the police station, He Nan rubbed his stiff waist, feeling annoyed.

Obviously they helped kill so many splicing monsters, but the police thought they were the murderers.

Just open your eyes and talk nonsense.

Obviously so many corpses have been bitten and torn, it must be said that He Nan did it with superpowers.

Although there is no possibility of this shit pot being caught on his head at all, He Nan just feels angry.

What's the matter if you insist on framing us?

Would it be better for me to just run away?
It would be nice to accompany you to make statements for so long, but I must be taken to the police station for interrogation like a prisoner!
Make wool, is this your attitude towards vigilantes?

That can only be said, no wonder so many heroes have to cover their faces and run away after finishing the enemy!

I was arrested by you and taken to the police station, regardless of whether my identity was exposed or not, I can't bear to mention this extremely bad experience!
Who can endure being framed like this, then He Nan really admires him.

The five-body kind.

"Hey..." He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Grandma's, it's okay. The outside monitors are all on.

Or I have to spend more time with them today.

If I have this time, I'll go home and sleep with Shirley in my arms, okay?

……

Oh no, I can't hold her to sleep.

What am I thinking?
He Nan not only rubbed his waist, but also rubbed his head.

Because he thought it was proof that he was exhausted and delirious.

Think too much, this kind of thing is impossible, does not exist.

...at least for now.

He firmly believes that sooner or later it will develop to this point.

As for when exactly...

...he had no idea either.

It can only be said that it cannot be forced.

It depends on the atmosphere.Even if you have enough favorability, you have to have the opportunity to take this step.

But no matter what, He Nan knew what the most sincere appeal was directly reached by his brain in a state of exhaustion, bypassing rational verification.

After all, being close to Shirley felt enough to relieve fatigue, what would it feel like to be hugged in my arms.

...That must be the level of a pillow!

Ok……

……wrong.

I heard that hugging someone to sleep is actually quite tiring, but it’s better to sleep by yourself.

Or use a pillow, which is more comfortable.

…the kind of normal body pillow with special cotton inside and pillow leather outside.

You can rest your body on it.You don't have to worry about whether it will hurt it like it's a person in your arms.

... By the way, I have never bought such a pillow.

Is it really comfortable to hug it?
He Nan fell into deep thought.

This question is beyond the outline for him.

Both worlds are.

...Of course, both questions are the same.

He has never hugged anyone to sleep.

Oh... No, Shirley was hugged to sleep in the orphanage back then.

But at that time, I was too young, and I almost forgot all the feelings.

So there should be no feeling, otherwise I will remember it.

Damn, why didn't I remember more clearly!
He Nan thought of this and was deeply annoyed.

...Maybe this is childhood sweetheart.

I don't know if Shirley still remembers this, I'm afraid she will look down upon me if I mention it.

...or forget it, and treat it as a secret hidden deep in my heart.

Shirley always teases me by bringing up things about her childhood. I don’t even remember some things at all. When she mentioned them, I didn’t know if they were true or not. Don't talk nonsense" or something.

... In short, don't think about what it's like to hug Shirley to bed, it's useless to think about it, there is no such condition.

Let's think about pillows.

Do you want to get one someday and experience whether it helps you sleep... I am often too busy to sleep now.

If the quality of sleep can be improved, wouldn’t it be possible to sleep for the least amount of time and get the most energy?

If you don't have the energy, how to solve the case and fight... Fighting is an anaerobic exercise, and it is quite tiring.

He Nan thought about it, recalled that he had suffered from insomnia, and then checked what to do if he suffered from insomnia. He concluded that he should exercise half an hour before going to bed, take a hot bath, drink milk, and count sheep.

He did it over and over again, but it was useless.Even counting sheep turned into grilled lamb chops, and I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep even more.

So I still took sleeping pills.

This works.

...but not commonly used.

He Nan's commonly used medicine is melatonin.

This is healthier and convenient to eat every day when there is no vigil.

It's just... the medicine works just like that.

And the tired feeling after waking up is not perfectly restored.

He also needs better assists.

correct……!
Wouldn't it be fine if I printed Shirley on the pillow skin?
Wouldn't it be possible to sleep with Shirley while hugging the pillow?
Thinking of this, He Nan felt deeply that he was a genius.

Then she felt that Shirley would be kicked out of the house for doing so.

Even what Shirley would say, he guessed pretty well.

It's mostly "Oh, if you like that pillow so much, go talk to it. You don't need me anymore, do you? It's all printed on it anyway." Kind of like that.

So no... you'll be treated as a pervert!

...No, no, it feels like this is something only perverts do.

Who would live with the girl they like and print her picture on the pillow?

He Nan felt that people with such thoughts deserved to be single for the rest of their lives.

Thinking of this, I sweated and my spine felt cold.

Because I was thinking about it seriously before.

Am I going to be a bachelor for the rest of my life?

No, I can't think about it any more... The evening scene is bleak and horrible.

He even imagined what would happen at the autopsy scene of a man who printed the photo of the girl he liked on a pillow and was killed together with the pillow in his sleep.

"This guy is disgusting."

"You want to be crazy about women."

"This girl is so pitiful..."

"It's better not to find the murderer, I don't think he died unjustly."

"I agree."

"I think so too."

"The case is closed, the case is closed! It's all over."

Tsk, what about a legal society?

The future of New York is really dark...

The more He Nan thought about it, the more sad he felt.

Even a little sleepy.

Just as he began to knead his back, which was so sore from sitting in the interrogation room with the police, he heard familiar footsteps.

He was all too familiar with this voice.

Ah, Shirley~!

For some reason, no matter how many shoes Shirley changed, he could still hear Shirley walking.

He had mentioned this to Miyano Shiho before, thinking that Shirley would be very touched and say that this proved how good the relationship between the two was, how deep their relationship was, and so on.

In the end, she actually said with a smile, "You can hear this, you must have done some research... It's really abnormal to focus on this kind of place."

"Why, does the wound from being beaten by the Moonlight Knight still hurt?" Shirley walked down the steps slowly, looked at him like this, and asked with a smile.

"No, that doesn't hurt much anymore." He Nan immediately corrected proudly: "Maybe I'm quite resistant to beating."

(End of this chapter)