Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 498 Is That a Yes? Or Are You Mad?

The crowd in the club responded with wild hollers.

Instantly, completely different music with a frenetic tempo started blasting at a massive volume.

One would have to shout in the other person’s ear to be heard above the deafening music.

So, Luke could only stop chatting idly with the black-haired beauty.

He was thinking that with everybody starting to get high down here, moving around upstairs would be a lot easier.

The guests seemed to know that the real party was only starting now, and they started to pour through the door non-stop; it was an utterly chaotic scene.

Suddenly, Luke’s Quick Reflex picked up an uncomfortable sensation: Someone was looking at him with ill intent.

His Quick Reflex wasn’t very sensitive, and could only detect extreme malice specifically targeted at him. So, there was someone here who wanted to kill him?

Expression unchanged, he simply investigated with Sharp Nose.

A moment later, he picked up a very distinctive scent amidst most of the regular smells.

It was a very clean smell with just a trace of gun oil, gunpowder and sweat; it was so clean that it stood out like a sore thumb here.

The guests here either drank or took drugs, while those who didn’t touch alcohol or drugs basically didn’t carry guns.

More importantly, the guy was wearing Gucci cologne.

The gang members and security here wouldn’t be the type to bother wearing cologne.

Luke stretched out his right hand and idly fiddled with the drinks menu holder on the counter as if he were bored. When he turned it, he glimpsed a reflection of the man with his dynamic eyesight.

The man’s hair was slicked back, and he was wearing a black shirt, casual black pants, and a pair of studded leather shoes.

His sharp nose, sunken eyes and slightly pursed lips gave him a very grim appearance.

As the crowd danced wildly to the DJ’s music, the man wandered among them like a ghost, and was completely out of place in this wild and passionate nightclub.

Suddenly, Luke turned around and looked at the black-haired beauty. “Can I buy you a one-on-one drink tonight?” He then placed his hand on her shoulder and pulled her close to him, as if he were an impatient young man.

Shocked, the black-haired beauty was unable to react.

Almost at the same time, she heard a wine bottle shatter in the liquor cabinet not far away.

Thinking quickly, she went along with Luke’s movements and abruptly threw herself into his arms. Both of them fell from the counter and rolled behind a circular sofa nearby.

Luke blinked. “Is… that a yes? Or are you mad?”

The black-haired beauty’s nerves were stretched taut, but she couldn’t help relaxing as she glared at him. “What do you think?”

Luke smiled. “I think that was a yes. But then you were a little embarrassed, so you got mad.”

The black-haired beauty: “What?” You’re a great mind reader, aren’t you?

The two of them were now behind the circular sofa and the black-haired beauty was lying on Luke’s chest. The people dancing on the side just glanced at them, and some even cheered. Nobody thought it was a big deal.

It wasn’t unusual for people to have sex there and then in this club when they were in the mood. There wasn’t any thrill at all in just making out.

Paying attention to the man with slicked back hair, Luke suddenly exerted some strength in his waist and flipped them so that he was pressing down on the girl. “I think it’s more comfortable this way.”

The black-haired beauty was about to say something, but then narrowed her eyes. By flipping them and moving a little to the side, Luke made it easier for her to see what was around them.

The man in black had just come around one side of the sofa, a gun in his hand.

The woman lifted her short skirt and drew out a PPK from her thigh holster.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Her three consecutive shots forced the man who had just appeared to retreat.

Holding the gun so that it was covered behind Luke’s head, she didn’t move as she stared at the side of the circular sofa and growled, “Get up and shove over to the side!”

Luke sniffed. “Can’t you be gentler?” But he obediently got up right away and sat down on one side of the circular sofa.

At the same time, a metal ball quietly rolled out of his palm and onto the floor, over to the other side of the sofa.

On the other side, the man in black had just put his foot down on the floor as he suddenly pushed himself up, his gun aimed at the black-haired beauty who was still lying on the floor.

But he stepped on something round and slippery, which made him flail and lose his balance for a moment.

Pu!

This shot, which he had been all geared up to make, hit the circular sofa.

Shouting “F*ck!” inwardly, the man saw the cold smile on the black-haired beauty’s face.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The man gave a muffled groan and rolled into the dense crowd.

He had been hit in the left shoulder. It was all because of that random thing under his foot which made him miss his shot, instantly turning the situation around

Luke, on the other hand, looked at the gun the black-haired beauty was holding with a horrified expression. “It was just an invitation; did you really have to take out your gun?”

The black-haired beauty had no time for him anymore. She simply growled, “Get lost,” as she reloaded.

She didn’t want this young man, who was easy on the eyes, to be pulled into her conflict with the man in black.

As if he was freaked out, Luke hurriedly got up and ran, and bumped into the counter.

Behind the counter, someone suddenly yelled. The black-haired beauty had stood up by then. She raised the PPK high and fired behind the counter.

The man in black scuttled sideways behind the counter, rolling and crawling, before he bent down and covered his face as he ran to the back door.

After he was shot in the shoulder, the man in black had squeezed into the crowd before seizing the moment to hide behind the counter.

He had been about to stand up and attack the black-haired beauty again, when someone hit the counter on his left, and the drinks menu holder came flying at him.

He had only gotten up halfway, when the menu holder slashed his nose sideways.

Even though he closed his eyes in time, he felt excruciating pain in his nose, and couldn’t help the tears that welled up.

Without any hesitation, the man ran.

Losing his sight temporarily in a fight could mean instant death; he would be a fool if he didn’t run.

The black-haired beauty blew up the bottles on the counter with her PPK, but the man was already crawling swiftly to the exit, and avoided being shot again. Only now did the people partying wildly around them finally notice something was wrong. The bar really was too noisy. The man’s gun had a silencer, and the black-haired beauty’s PPK wasn’t too loud either.

The crowd and security didn’t notice the fight until they heard the noisy patter of gunfire at the counter.

But before she was surrounded, the black-haired beauty ran out after the man in black.

When she passed Luke, she said in a low voice, “Just drink your juice and don’t follow me.”