Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1551: Wait a Minute, and Celebratory Night Walk

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

He was wearing a black cape and a pair of lenses that glowed blue and white. It was none other than the Dark Knight.

Luke threw out a grappling hook. He tied the end of the rope to the chairs, before he shot the rope at the river bank dozens of meters away.

The grappling hook latched onto a railing along the bank and automatically started to retract. The chairs, along with the SHIELD members on it, were quickly pulled to shore.

Nick Fury frowned, and several people around him looked over.

He glanced at them with his one eye. “The Dark Knight isn’t an enemy. Don’t interfere with him. At the same time, send someone to the river to rescue those people.”

The order was immediately issued to the New York rescue teams.

In fact, his subordinates did want to verify Nick Fury’s attitude toward the Dark Knight.

SHIELD was a special agency which dealt with extraordinary events. Theoretically, it should detain, interrogate, investigate and monitor the Dark Knight. This process couldn’t be omitted just because of the rescue of several SHIELD members.

Saving lives wasn’t as important a debt as most people at the bottom thought.

‘The truth was that there were plenty of cases where an ordinary person who saved an agent was silenced to keep it a secret.

Soon, the Dark Knight fished out all 18 members of the team that had fallen into the water, and brought them to shore.

At that moment, the captain of the rescue team shouted from the motorboat not far away, “Dark Knight, we need to talk to you about the Joker.”

A grappling hook flew at him, and Luke landed on the boat. “Who’s the Joker? Do you have any information on him?”

The rescue team: … We should be the ones asking you the questions. Why are you asking us first?!

However, the situation wasn’t in their favor. They wanted to ask this Dark Knight about the Joker’s whereabouts, but they didn’t have the ability to arrest him and interrogate him as if he were an ordinary person.

The captain could only give a brief rundown of the situation before he immediately asked, “Where’s the Joker? Did he escape or is he dead?”

Since the Dark Knight didn’t have the man in question, these were the only two possibilities.

Luke said, “He ran. He detonated multiple bombs in the water and slipped away through the mud.”

‘The captain didn’t look happy, but he wasn’t too surprised.

Tonight, they had seen for themselves how incredibly crazy the Joker was. It wasn’t surprising that he was able to escape.

He was about to say something else, when Luke turned around and jumped into the river.

The rescue captain said, “Wait… a minute?”

But in front of him were just the ripples on the Hudson River.

In the next second, even the ripples were covered by the waves and vanished.

The captain slowly drew his hand back, sighed and activated the comms. “The Dark Knight has left. He had no intention of interacting with us further.”

Ten minutes later, Luke sat in Williamsburg Diner in a loose hoodie, sweatpants and a black cap.

Outside the window, a police car with flashing police lights but no siren slowly drove past.

Caroline had just cleaned up a puddle of vomit and tossed it into a dumpster outside the door.

After she returned, she smiled at Luke, who was next to the window. “It’s almost two. Why aren’t the patrol officers asleep yet? Did something big happen?”

Luke shrugged and waved his phone. “The latest news is that a large expanse of the Brooklyn Bridge has been blocked off by the police. Some people in the circle say that a dangerous fugitive may be on the run in that area.”

Caroline patted her chest. “It’s a good thing it’s not here.”

Luke smiled brightly. “Don’t worry. It’s safe as long as I’m here.”

Caroline smiled back, before she thought of something. Her face stiffened slightly, and she nodded before slipping away.

Luke didn’t think much of it.

Even as Caroline moved, she was shouting inwardly, God, don’t tell me he’s remembering what happened when he came here for the first time?

After all, that was the first time this “Chris Evans” met Max and Caroline, and proved that he could fight.

At that time, he had subdued a robber, who had literally scared the crap out of Caroline.

It wasn’t a pleasant memory for her.

A moment later, the diner was closed up for the night.

Max and Caroline got into Luke’s SUV and drove back to Max’s place.

‘When Caroline got out of the car and saw the couple waving goodbye at her, she had a bad feeling. “You…”

Max chuckled. “Chris said that he has a little surprise for me, so we’re going to take a walk alone.”

Caroline was lost for words.

A moment later, she waved as the SUV drove off.

After the car disappeared down the street, her shoulders dropped, and she walked into the building like a zombie. “D*mn you, Valentine’s Day is tomorrow! You’re showing off today? Do you think I’m easy to bully?”

She was silent for a moment before she lowered her head again. “That’s right, I’m indeed easy to bully, because I’m broke!”

“Shut up! D*mn you! If you scream again, I’ll come out and break you in half!” There was an angry bellow from next door.

Caroline trembled and covered her mouth before leaving on tiptoe. She couldn’t help but murmur, “You’re so ugly. I don’t want you to break me in half…”

Luke looked in the rearview mirror and thought of Caroline’s pitiful figure. He couldn’t help but ask, “Actually, going to take a look at NYPD bustling around on Brooklyn Bridge can’t be considered a surprise, right?”

Max rolled her eyes. “I asked you just now, and you said that you had something to do tomorrow. What can I do?”

Luke was amused. “So, you’re saying…”

Max said, “I mean, let’s celebrate in advance.”

Luke couldn’t help but glance at her. “Celebrate?”

Max chuckled and stuck out her chest. “But let’s watch the show first.”

As she spoke, she took out her phone and quickly browsed the trending news and headlines on F2F. “A lot of lucky guys crossed the Brooklyn Bridge tonight. Their dash cams just happened to capture what happened there, and the TV stations bought the videos for at least 200 dollars each. D*mn, that’s a

lot more profitable than our cupcakes.”

Luke smiled. “Nonsense. I helped you make 200 cupcakes a few days ago. They were worth at least 4,00 dollars.”

Max’s eyes widened as she turned to look at Luke. “Hey, I worked hard for two hours that night. Didn’t the strawberry cream taste good?”

Luke burst out laughing. “That’s like you making 400 dollars yourself.”

Max subconsciously rubbed her chin. “But earning that 400 dollars was a little exhausting.”

As they bickered playfully, the SUV soon reached the river.

After crossing Manhattan Bridge, however, they were stopped by police cars.

The patrol officers behind the barrels only said that the road next to the river was temporarily blocked, and directed them to take a detour.

Luke and Max turned around and left, before stopping on a green patch next to the river 100 meters away.