Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 449 Professional Third Intruder, and I’ll Be Back

As Luke gradually suppressed Freddy’s domineering air, Nancy came back to herself.

What embarrassed her the most was what she was wearing

Freddy had put her in this dress from her childhood. She naturally hadn’t needed a bra back then, and Freddy had maliciously cut the dress down the front.

To make things worse, half the torn dress had been burnt by the fire from the furnace just now, and could barely cover her.

Luke and Freddy were too busy trading barbs to look at her, otherwise she would have to crouch down to cover herself.

In that moment, Nancy felt as if her worldview was collapsing.

She became aware of Freddy’s existence a few days ago, and furthermore, had watched Dean kill himself with her own eyes.

It wasn’t until then that she found out that a dream could actually kill someone.

But now, it suddenly occurred to her that Freddy, whom she found utterly horrifying, seemed unable to do anything to the person who was around Nancy’s age, in front of him except talk trash.

This drastic reversal made her wonder how Freddy could’ve possibly made her almost piss herself.

While the three of them were contemplating their own thoughts, Freddy’s expression changed and Luke also suddenly turned his head.

An open door suddenly appeared in the wall, and someone walked in.

“Luke?” Bobby’s trembling voice rang out.

Luke rolled his eyes.

His PR manager’s bad luck was truly d*mn amazing to pull him back in again, and right into the heart of the conflict.

Freddy gave a pleased smile. “Well, well, look who’s here? It’s actually a familiar face. It seems that today is my lucky day.”

Luke scoffed. “Bobby, just treat him like that chimpanzee of yours and teach him a good lesson.”

Freddy: “Huh?”

Bobby: “What?” What d*mn chimpanzee?

Bobby shouted reflexively, “He’s nothing like Doctor at all! Doctor is very cute.”

Doctor was the name of Bobby’s chimpanzee.

Bobby had always hoped for it to become a little smarter… which was why he named it Doctor.

Luke was lost for words. “… Then just treat him like those stupid things that you train, like a dog or a bear or whatever.”

Bobby wanted to complain. He had always been good to dogs, and had never abused any.

As for bears… he had never trained them before.

Freddy didn’t care what rubbish they were discussing and appeared in front of Bobby in a flash.

Looking at this scary freak, Bobby subconsciously did what Luke told him to.

He simply took a deep breath and opened his eyes wide to roar, “Get lost, or you’re getting a whipping!” Freddy’s entire body suddenly froze. The instant Bobby roared with his eyes wide, it was as if Freddy saw a long whip suddenly lash out at him. The way it whistled in the air hinted at the massive power it contained, which could absolutely make a person piss themselves.

Fear suddenly sprung up in Freddy’s heart and he froze with his hand still raised.

This bellow was something Bobby had perfected when training tigers and lions in the circus.

He had to intimidate these ferocious beasts with Mental Communication and lashes of the whip, or they would be even more resistant to training.

This was something he had done for over ten years, and it had basically become instinct.

His mind and ability were in perfect tandem. Furthermore, he was in a unique dream environment, and Freddy was instantly dealt a very severe blow.

Freddy wasn’t an animal, nor was he afraid of whips, but he subconsciously paused at the intense intimidation released by Bobby’s acutely focused mind.

That was enough.

Luke reacted swiftly and charged forward in almost the same instant to grab both of Freddy’s hands.

Physical Outburst, activate!

Instantly, his heart started pounding at more than four hundred times per minute, which was enough to rouse him from sleep.

Back in the real world, Luke opened his eyes.

He swiftly retreated backward, and with both hands, dragged a person in a red and green sweater out of thin air.

“Welcome to my world!” Luke’s lips curved upward as he looked at the panic-stricken Freddy in his hands.

Almost at the same time, Nancy and Quentin opened their eyes and abruptly sat up from where they had been lying on the single bed, and Bobby cried out in astonishment from outside the room.

“Holy sh*t! What the hell is that?” Selina yelled in Luke’s earpiece.

Luke didn’t reply. He instantly dragged Freddy out the small opening and toward the maintenance room outside as he yelled, “Bobby, go and stop them from coming out. There’s something I need to do.”

Bobby nodded blankly as he watched Luke drag that monster like a dead dog to one side of one of the furnaces.

“What are you waiting for? They’re coming out,” Luke yelled.

Bobby quivered and then ran over to the small opening to block the view of the three people inside.

Turning back to look at the person he was holding, Luke suddenly tightened his grip.

There were two cracking sounds and Freddy cried out in pain as Luke crushed his wrists.

Luke then unhurriedly tore off the metal claws on Freddy’s right hand.

Freddy could only continue to scream wretchedly and couldn’t escape. Luke was still gripping his right hand tightly, making it impossible for him to flee.

“Weak, helpless, and pitiful!” Luke chuckled and said, “Almighty in dreams but a coward in reality! That’s you, Mr. Freddy Krueger.”

Freddy’s eyes twitched violently, but he couldn’t think of anything to say.

He hadn’t been human for a long time, so actually, he would hardly feel any pain even if he were cut up into minced meat, to say nothing of a minor bone fracture.

But Luke had yet to let go after crushing both of Freddy’s wrists.

Freddy could appear and disappear as he pleased in dreams, like teleportation, but as soon as he materialized in the real world, he was as powerless as a sorcerer who set foot in a realm where magic was forbidden.

Luke dragged Freddy to the furnace and casually opened its square metal lid. “Any last words?”

Freddy said, “Hahahaha. You can’t kill me.”

Luke nodded thoughtfully. “You’re not wrong about that.”

Freddy grinned maliciously. “I’ll be back.”

Luke said, “…Never mind, stop talking. Listening to you, I suddenly feel you’re mentally deficient. No wonder you can only scare kids.” Freddy: “Huh?” Too lazy to talk to him anymore, Luke suddenly punched Freddy a dozen times in a row with his left fist.

Hearing the cracks echo in the air, Bobby reflexively turned his head for a look and promptly broke out in a cold sweat.

“What are you looking at? Never seen such an awesome boss before?” Luke’s left hand didn’t stop as he chided Bobby, until Freddy’s bones were shattered and he was bleeding internally.

Only then did Luke stop as he muttered, “Your bones and muscles are tougher than a regular person’s, and you don’t seem to feel any pain, so you’re not weak in the real world.”