Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1393: Dreaming, and Emergency Backup

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Then, under Max’s gaze, the black and white figure charged out.

The two blades in his hands danced, and silver arcs of light exploded. The crazy monsters charged at him one by one, but were cut into pieces. Body parts flew everywhere like fireworks.

Blinking, Max turned around and asked, “Earl, do you think he was hitting on me just now?”

Old Earl was behind the driver’s seat and hadn’t noticed the situation up front at all. He thought that she was talking about the test subjects, and replied, “No, they’re hitting on me too.”

Max: “Huh?”

Old Earl asked, “Huh? Are they dead?”

Max turned around, only to see that the monsters at the back windows had all collapsed as well.

Not only that, the dozen or so monsters who had surrounded the car were all scattered in pieces around them.

Oleg swallowed and said, “We should call the police now. At the very least, we should have them move the bodies away.”

Old Earl said, “I think we should drive off.”

Max said, “But I don’t have the key to this car. How about you get out and find Chris?”

Old Earl: “…I don’t think it’s a bad idea to stay put. Hm, if someone hadn’t pissed her pants, I could sleep here forever.”

Caroline woke up again with wide eyes. This time, she was facing Max. “Ah, Max, I had a nightmare.”

Max nodded calmly. “Yes.”

Caroline said, “We were sitting in a car surrounded by monsters. There was… blood on the windows?” She saw the blood on the windows.

Her face turned pale. “Tell me, Max,” she murmured. “You were in my dream, too.”

Max said, “That’s right. If you don’t feel wet, then you pissing your pants was also a dream.”

“…Looks like I’m not dreaming. I…” Her eyes rolled back and she passed out again.

Everybody: “…”

The people in the car looked like they were in danger, but they were actually fine.

The car they were sitting in was a prototype which Luke had modified, mainly in terms of security upgrades, and the barehanded test subjects couldn’t destroy it at all.

When the car was surrounded by the test subjects, Luke was putting on the Big Dipper Armor in an apartment building not far away.

Big Dipper was more convenient in this situation since he could use all his abilities in the face of these kinds of test subjects which weren’t easy to kill.

After he changed, he didn’t go to the car right away. Instead, he swept through the alleys and cut up the dozen or so test subjects that were chasing the homeless.

However, he only cut off their hands and legs.

Test subjects who couldn’t move weren’t much of a threat.

After he cleaned up the few test subjects near the sewers, he turned around and cut down the group that had surrounded the car.

Greeting the big bad girl inside with Big Dipper’s mask, he quickly chased after the remaining test subjects.

After killing another dozen or so of them, he frowned.

With a thought, a mid-sized drone was released from his inventory, and it rose into the sky.

From the images projected by the scattered mini drones, there were signs of the test subjects wreaking havoc everywhere, and he had already killed more than 50 of them.

According to Sacks, his company only had about 100 test subjects, and they had just been bundled up by SHIELD.

Where did so many experimental bodies suddenly come from?

Shredder! The name flashed through Luke’s mind.

Only this person behind the scenes who controlled the Foot Clan and Sacks Industries had the resources and technology to secretly create so many test subjects.

Also, it would be strange if it wasn’t Shredder who was causing this massacre just hours after Sacks and Karai were caught.

Luke felt a chill run down his spine when he remembered that Sacks had said that Shredder wanted to stir up a huge wave in New York. Was this guy really going forward with that real combat experiment?

As he was thinking this, Luke received intelligence from Alfred.

A few seconds later, he sent out an emergency signal with a dark face.

Five NYPD patrol cars had already reported attacks, and from the description, it was all done by the test subjects.

Hundreds of residents had called the police with similar reports.

The images transmitted by the mid-sized drone showed many suspected test subjects wandering the streets and buildings.

At a cursory glance, there were definitely more than 20 of them, and they were all scattered throughout the sewers in Queens and Brooklyn, wreaking havoc in New York City.

That lunatic! Luke cursed inwardly as he cut down two more test subjects that had just crawled out of the sewers.

…

Damon, who was sketching his latest story in New Jersey, jerked his head when a red light started flashing not far away, and he heard the low but clear sound of the alarm.

He exhaled and straightened.

Bam! Mindy’s door opened, and she ran out with excitement on her face. “Dad, it’s the emergency signal, right?”

Damon nodded and put down his brush. “Yes.”

Mindy said, “Time for me to show off the skills I’ve been working on for months. Secret base, open sesame!”

A door opened in the corner of the living room, and she dashed inside.

Damon shook his head with a smile and followed her in. That’s right, it’s been too long since I’ve done anything. It’s time for the criminals of New York to remember the dread of being oppressed by Big Daddy and Hit-Girl.

…

At the seaside villa in Nassau County, Alice’s ears twitched, and she sat up.

She got up and took two steps. Seeing that her daughter was still sound asleep, she smiled and touched her daughter’s head. She walked out of the room and stood at the basement door.

A blue light scanned her. “Welcome, Lady Deathstrike.”

Alice walked into the basement and stood in a yellow circle on the ground. She stretched out her arms. “Danaus, gear on.”

Five robotic arms grabbed parts of a black body armor suit. It was secured to her upper torso first, followed by her arms and legs at the same time. When everything was in position, a helmet flipped down to cover Alice’s face.

The yellow circle suddenly opened, and Alice slid down a pipe and into the ocean several seconds later.

A virtual screen opened with the assignment, objective, operation plan, and things to pay attention to.

Alice smiled. “Looks like it’ll be a big fight with Big Dipper tonight.”

She was quite looking forward to it.

Although the guy came often to see them, it always felt like he was in a hurry, as if he was on some schedule.

It wasn’t like Alice was complaining; it was just that going out for “work” together was always better than staying at home all the time.

If only I could bring Carrie with me! That was what she thought, but she then dismissed the idea. This wasn’t something kids should see.

Hm, she should ask Big Dipper when he had the time to take Carrie to a theme park! As Alice made the decision, she jumped out of the ocean and dashed straight for Queens..