The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 35
"Ha! Are we going to drive their car away?" Tom Severed Finger watched as Ho Nan took the car keys from the gangster's waist, and laughed loudly: "That's awesome, man!"

"Of course." Ho Nan proudly stuffed the last pistol into his coat: "Let's go!"

"Do you mind leaving that car with me later?"

"I don't mind, you can keep it." When He Nan went downstairs, he said without looking back, "As long as you don't worry about keeping it, it's fine."

Ho Nan knew what Tom Severed Finger wanted it to do.

He didn't want to keep it for himself, because it was too conspicuous for his homeless status.I can't even pay for gas.

He wants to sell the car.

There are special places to accept this kind of stolen black car.If it doesn't work, you can sell parts.

But the risk is that maybe gangsters or the police will come after you to make you look good.

And He Nan didn't want to take the risk of wading into this muddy water, the risk was high and his reputation would be ruined.

As for the captured guns, it was different.Handled well.

If you don’t want to keep it, just throw it at the “vegetable market” for money.

"Okay, Tom... put on your seat belt." He Nan started the engine after getting in the car, looked in the rearview mirror, kicked the accelerator immediately, and rushed up the road at high speed: "There will be some bumps in the future!"

"Ah...! Damn...they're chasing them!" Tom stretched out his hand nervously when he heard the sound of wheels speeding behind him: "Give me a gun! Quick!"

He Nan hurriedly tossed a submachine gun and two magazines to him, and then turned the steering wheel violently, so as not to collide with the car that suddenly rushed out of the road in front of him.

The car that came to intercept him had its windows open.

A group of gangsters who were obviously high were laughing or cursing, and the bullets poured out one after another, and the car was riddled with holes.

The originally smooth metal frame suddenly burst into potholes.

The glass burst open with a sharp sound, sputtering countless crystal clear slag, spraying He Nan and Tom who had just opened the window and was about to poke his head and shoot at the chasing car behind.

"Bow your head!" He Nan yelled hurriedly, lowered his body amidst the roar of the barrage, held the steering wheel with one hand, and picked up the pistol with the other hand to shoot blindly out the window, preventing them from firing recklessly.

Then, he ran forward at full speed, and when he sensed that another vehicle was approaching, he slammed the steering wheel and hit it to the right, directly knocking over a car rushing out of the path ahead.

"Damn it!" Tom drew back from the window, annoyed. "Hold on! I can't hit them!"

"Fleeing, tell me to drive more steadily?!" He Nan gritted his teeth: "There are still two cars chasing us! Then fire for cover?!"

"The bullet is gone!"

"Use a pistol—no, forget it! You can't shoot anyway!" He Nan felt a bullet passing over his scalp, leaving behind a smell of burnt hair. He took a deep breath, not planning to count on it. He said: "This car seems to be basically useless, Tom."

"How much can I sell for some money!"

"Are you still thinking of selling it for money?!" He Nan really had nothing to say: "The police will find something abnormal immediately when this broken car is on the road! It can't be taken anymore—or do you want to go to the bureau to make a record? !"

"Uh—of course not! I, I, I—I have a criminal record! I will definitely be detained!" Tom hurriedly shouted: "But why are you still driving on the main road?!"

"Because if you want to get rid of them, you have to go to the main road!" He Nan's heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly glanced at the navigation system on the car: "Let's lead the police into the chase. The gangsters think it's not worthwhile to continue the chase, so they will definitely Give up! After all, the people we kill are not too important!"

Even if this little gangster bribed the nearby police, they would not dare to carry out such violent illegal activities as car chases and shootouts on the street.

Otherwise, the police still have to dispatch the police to deal with them for the sake of face.

Of course, if it is a big gang, the police may pretend not to see it, or give up after a symbolic pursuit.

"Then what if the police still chase us after they chased away the gangsters?!" Tom with the severed finger was still full of panic and uneasiness.

"So we're going to drive in here!" He Nan pointed to the nearest river on the map: "There is a sewer next to the embankment. Get in!"

"Okay, okay—the steering wheel is in your hands anyway!" Tom Severed Finger's voice became more and more desperate: "But it sounds like we will just fly directly down the river bank, and then fall to our death on the bank!"

"Impossible!" Although He Nan was not sure, he forced his voice to be full of confidence: "Look...!"

Sure enough, it was exactly what He Nan thought.

They drove onto the street for a while, and they aroused the fear of passers-by.

Everyone ran away screaming, and a police car parked in front of the food stall quickly started moving.

"New York police!" Along with the flickering police lights, a voice amplified several times by the loudspeaker came from the police car: "Stop the car quickly!"

Did the cop drink too? !
The sound of drinking is like Tom's!
He Nan ignored the police car and drove towards the embankment at the fastest speed.

And the gangsters also stopped as desperately as he expected, turned the car around, and returned to their territory.

Police apparently called for backup.

While warning He Nan to stop, they chased after him—three other police cars rushed out from various forks and surrounded the broken car.

Grandpa's...!
Obviously the gangsters shot at us, you didn't chase them at all, but you all came after me?
There is no reason!
Although he thought of such a result, He Nan still felt full of annoyance.

Fortunately, they finally approached the dam without incident—then the next step is the key point.

He Nan slowed down the speed when he approached the embankment, but the car still broke out at an uncontrollable speed as it slid down the slope.

For a moment, he thought the car was really going to flip over.

Fortunately, in the end, it just bounced up when it hit the bottom, rushed into the river, and shook the two of them hard.

Then, He Nan quickly turned around and drove it into the sewer entrance.

As for the police car, it is naturally impossible to drive it down like this.

They stopped by the river one after another, and the policemen poured out of the cars.Some sprinted straight down the stairs next to the ramp, others watched as vehicles disappeared into the sewers and shouted something into the intercom.

Most of them are applying for support, searching the sewers and so on.

"Am I dead?!" Drunk Tom stayed for a long time before opening his mouth tremblingly, trembling with fright: "I... I just got out of my body... I swear!"

"No, you're not dead—but if you don't get out of the car quickly, you'll be caught by the police!" He Nan kicked the jammed car door full of bullet marks and pinched his nose, "Damn, I knew that Come here with a mask...the smell of sewer is too strong!"

(End of this chapter)