Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1188: Uncouth Secretary

While the two of them were fighting the Iron Soldiers, Happy struggled to look away from the rearview mirror and not think about the rustling in his ears, but he could still smell the woman’s perfume.

This wasn’t any less stimulating than the humiliation he had suffered last time.

Thus, when he parked the car in front of Hammer’s New York branch several minutes later, his face was as red as the day he had been humiliated.

But the moment he got out of the car, he looked at Natasha and asked, “What are you wearing… Wait, are you a superhero too?”

Natasha had changed out of her secretary suit and into a tight black combat uniform which highlighted her curves and her cold features. Happy felt that he needed to calm down.

Ignoring him, she continued walking.

“How are we going to get in?” Happy could only change the subject and follow her.

Natasha was too lazy to look at the fatty. “Through the front door.”

Happy: “What?”

“Stop! What are you doing?” Two bright flashlights shone in their direction.

Natasha was already charging forward when the flashlight was pointed at her, while Happy yelled as he was almost blinded by the intense glare from the flashlight.

Teary-eyed, he looked around, only to see two unconscious security guards on the ground.

Stunned for a moment, he then called out, “Hey, are you still there?”

There was nothing but dead silence.

After dealing with the two security guards on the perimeter, and without Happy to slow her down, Natasha sped up and reached the main building in ten seconds.

But she was a step too late.

When she was ten meters away from the building, a figure in black glided down and kicked at the glass entrance doors of the building before she could.

Bang! Crash!

The black figure casually passed a security guard who had just gotten up from his chair and punched him in the jaw.

The security guard immediately collapsed back unconscious.

The other security guard also stood up and picked up his baton.

The black figure picked up the registration book on the front desk and threw it at the security guard, who subconsciously covered his face.

Dong!

Another punch broke through the man’s guard and hit him in the jaw. The security guard collapsed onto his back, as if he was looking up at the stars.

At that moment, the black figure turned around and looked at Natasha, who was running through the doors. Green eyes flashed, and the figure crooked a finger at her before walking further in.

Frowning at the black figure, Natasha said in a low voice, “Black Cat?”

Selina didn’t turn around, nor did she say anything. She simply snorted inwardly. Uncouth! My name is Bastet, understand? What Black Cat?

Bastet was the cat goddess of Egypt, while the black cat was an omen in American horror stories. How could they be the same? She was a pacifist who specialized in fighting crime and saving innocent people.

Selina mumbled to herself, “If not for your pretty face, I would’ve tied you up and hung you from the flagpole outside.” She continued moving forward.

Just now, it had taken her a few minutes to drop May’s family off at a fast food restaurant further away.

Then, she drove to a hidden corner and took out a super lightweight Bastet suit.

This wasn’t the third generation Bastet Armor, but an improved version of the earliest Bastet Armor.

The biggest improvement was that it was very small and portable, like a very thick laptop.

She just needed to stand in a preset position, and was kitted out in five seconds.

She had then climbed up to the roof and activated the cape gliding function before heading for the location which Luke had sent to her: Hammer’s New York branch warehouse.

Selina had dropped May and her family off in the opposite direction of the company branch, and she had to find a place to suit up after that, so Natasha, who had Happy as a driver, arrived sooner.

But Selina had glided in from the side while Natasha was beating up the two security guards, and remained one step ahead.

When Natasha ran into the hallway, she saw a team of security guards charge at Selina with their batons.

They didn’t have guns. Hammer Industries wasn’t as good as Stark Industries, and security was poor.

Or rather, Hammer Industries was reluctant to endorse a large number of guns for its security guards.

So, only a few security guards here had guns, and they weren’t on duty here.

In any case, these security guards had no qualms about brandishing their batons. After all, Selina had barged into Hammer Industries and knocked out the security guards at the entrance.

But Selina went easy on them.

These people weren’t bad guys. They were just security guards.

Hammer Industries wasn’t involved in human experiments, so these security guards naturally couldn’t be considered accomplices.

Thinking that, she threw out a rope dart from her waist, binding together the two security guards at the very front.

She rushed forward and grabbed the dart head of the rope around the two security guards.

The rope darts were designed for tying up weak opponents, so the heads weren’t sharp, and they could be handled with more strength.

She raised her leg and kicked a third security guard in the face. As he dropped to his knees, the rope wrapped around his upper torso.

Selina tilted her head and stepped out of the way of a fourth security guard and grabbed his shoulder, and the rope went around his arm.

She bent down and rolled, and the rope passed through a fifth security guard’s legs. She then stood up and pulled.

The security guard’s face turned red and then white. He could only gasp, his scream caught in his throat.

Terrified, the sixth bodyguard turned around and tried to run, but the rope wrapped around his head to pull him back.

By the time Natasha caught up, the only thing she saw was six security guards tied in a bundle and yelling miserably.

If anyone struggled, the security guards whose joints or vulnerable parts were bound would scream in pain.

Those who could still struggle no longer dared to.

If they killed or crippled their colleagues, they would definitely be in trouble.

After all, they were only tied up now, and hadn’t been killed.

The intruders had no intention of killing them. If they killed their own colleagues, who would take the blame?

Selina grabbed a pepper spray from a security guard and stepped forward.

Natalie couldn’t help but ask, “Did Batman send you?”

Selina raised her hand as she walked. Two security guards rushed out of a side corridor and right into the line of fire.

Chi! Chi!

It was two precise shots right into their eyes.

Even though it was just a small amount, the two security guards screamed and fell.