Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1223: Chaos, Fairy Tale and Overtime

The energy index for this mysterious pillar of light was far beyond imagination. It wasn’t something that Earth’s technology could create at the moment.

But it didn’t cause any obvious damage. It was more like something that was controlled rather than a natural phenomenon.

He had just developed a third generation reactor with more energy, when a mysterious incident happened next to his building.

As head of the top tech company and as the top scientist in the world, the tycoon felt a strong sense of crisis.

“I can’t relax,” he murmured. “I keep feeling like something’s going to happen.”

On a city train in the distance, a certain handsome blond narrowed his eyes as he recalled the rainbow pillar of light that had just disappeared, and his heart stirred.

The world might not be as peaceful as he thought.

Was what Nick Fury said true?

Did Hydra really still exist and were developing in secret?

He hadn’t really believed that sly black baldie, but that rainbow pillar of light was a little similar to something in his memory, like… the Cosmic Cube?

The colors were different, but they were both bizarre and creepy.

On the train, he looked away and sighed. Forget it. He would call Fury when he got back.

It was never his style to avoid things!

…

The news in New York was always on the ball.

When Luke returned home from work, it was all about the colorful light beam in Central Park on TV.

As a country that was fascinated with aliens, the people would connect anything that they couldn’t understand or explain to aliens.

Today’s rainbow pillar of light was no exception.

And like clockwork, a large number of professionals were pulled into the TV stations as guests, and started to perform like circus monkeys for all the people in America.

Some delved into physics, chemistry, mathematics, biology, technology, philosophy, and sociology, and some analyzed real situations like hallucinations, mass hysteria, terrorist attacks, movie propaganda, teenage pranks and so on.

There were also those who criticized the president for being incompetent and unable to respond to an alien invasion of the United States.

There was also a lot of talk about educating the younger generation. Those who didn’t believe in rumors and didn’t spread rumors were the future pillars of the country.

There weren’t many people who were genuinely concerned about the matter. Instead, each person used this opportunity to cook something up for themselves.

Luke and Selina watched what was going on avidly as they enjoyed dinner.

For the two of them, who knew what was going on, all the rubbish being spouted was like a comedy show.

Selina asked casually, “So, this is actually about Thor going home to inherit the throne that he doesn’t want, when he wants to be with his beloved Jane instead?”

Pausing just as he was about to eat his Old Beijing chicken roll, Luke frowned and pondered for a moment, before he slowly nodded. “Technically speaking, that’s the plot.”

Selina took a big sip of her cappuccino and laughed in satisfaction. “Does Thor like fairy tales too? I remember that when you were looking for info on him at the beginning, you found a rune symbol in a children’s book, right?”

Luke dipped the chicken roll into the sweet sauce and took a bite. The light sweet sauce, the smooth chicken, and the crispy cucumber strips together had a fantastic and wonderful taste. “Yes. Although His Royal Highness is more than a thousand years old, we can’t deny that he has the pure heart of a child.”

Selina gagged and looked at him angrily. “Can you not use such a gross way to describe Thor? He isn’t gross himself, but your description makes him sound gross. A 1,500-year-old child? Wouldn’t that make him a giant space baby?”

After complaining, however, she suddenly exclaimed, “Right, you also said that Sif and Thor are childhood friends, and she has a thing for him. This… really is like a C-grade romance drama.”

Luke shrugged. “It’s pretty much the typical cliche. If it were something a little more fanciful, Sif would probably turn evil and lock this couple up. She would make them play a game to dissect how despicable human nature is, and show them that love is nothing in the face of survival. It’ll then be a warning to everyone that only single dogs can live well, while everyone else will die miserable deaths.”

Selina’s eyes glowed as she listened. “Huh? This plot sounds very interesting. What horror movie is that?”

Luke didn’t say anything.

Who knew if there was such a movie in this world? He had just blindly mashed together series from his previous life.

Selina was a little regretful when Luke said he had made it up. “If a professional screenwriter hears this idea, he’ll probably be able to come up with a good script. This sort of script doesn’t need much capital to be filmed; I can already picture it.”

Luke rubbed his chin, which lacked the aggressive beauty of a beard. “Hm, interesting. When I have the time, I’ll look for a screenwriter to give it a go.”

Selina found that strange. “Huh?” It was just a passing remark. In the end, she was half a horror movie fan — when it came down to it, she was still more a fan of thrillers.

Luke chuckled. “If a movie like that really comes out, let’s go watch it.”

Selina asked, “On your word?”

Luke raised three fingers. “I promise.”

After chatting, they drove out together for the first time in a while.

They were going out on duty tonight.

The Bifrost incident in Central Park during the day had created chaos in New York.

People were starting to make up all sorts of statements. This was especially obvious on the Internet.

There were always excitable people at the bottom or hooligans who fished in troubled waters.

The gap between the poor and the rich always gave birth to malicious thoughts among those on the bottom rung. They were just waiting for the right moment to explode with all the unhappiness that built up in their daily lives. In any case, they had nothing to lose.

The spectacular effect of the Bifrost was completely beyond what an ordinary person could understand.

Fear of the unknown was always a source of chaos.

The commissioner, who was in grave danger of being dismissed, noticed this, and decisively ordered all NYPD members to cancel leave and come back to work.

It was business as usual for regular patrol officers, and they weren’t forced to work overtime.

As a police department directly under HQ, all personnel had to set an example, and took turns being on duty to deal with possible riots.

In any case, the Detective Bureau didn’t have a “clock in, clock out” system, so naturally, there was no such thing as overtime.

Luke and Selina didn’t want to be special when everybody was working overtime, so they went out after dinner.