Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1892 - The Dirty Talker Is About to Run Out of Luck

Chapter 1892: The Dirty Talker Is About to Run Out of Luck

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

After receiving the message, Luke immediately had his Level 2 clone head for the Norwegian Sea, and also told the Avengers that they didn’t need to go.

Steve, Natasha and Hawkeye would be useless against the giant octopus.

Even Tony couldn’t use Mark 43, despite the Hulkbuster armor being the most resistant and Thor and the Hulk being the only ones who would be able to break it.

However, the giant octopus was still moving through the ocean right now, and the underwater base had already lost contact with the two underwater vessels it had sent out, so the octopus’s whereabouts were completely unknown.

Other people wouldn’t be able to do anything.

To Luke’s surprise, the Big Dipper clone didn’t find the octopus even after two days.

The satellites that had been deployed took turns monitoring the Norwegian Sea, as well as the Greenland Sea and the Barents Sea nearby, but didn’t find anything unusual.

Luke flew the Quinjet around these waters.

During this time, he scattered a mass of marine surveillance equipment; the materials alone were worth tens of millions of dollars.

This could only mean that the octopus wasn’t active in the shallows, or at least wasn’t sticking its head out above the surface.

Whether it was the underwater base that had discovered it or the current surveillance equipment, they performed the best in shallow seas.

Yet, for the Norwegian and Greenland Seas, which were only several kilometers deep, there were still countless blank spots, no matter how much surveillance there was.

If it was that easy to monitor things underwater, it wouldn’t be unknown territory for humans.

But Luke wasn’t lonely at all.

Apart from the occasional question from Tony and Selina over the comms, there was also a particular chatterbox.

That was right, the Big Dipper clone wasn’t the only one who had come to search for the giant octopus.

Wade was also here.

This guy had earned a lot of credit points from the Sokovian mission. Tony had made him shut up and then given him a million dollars for his diligence. At that moment, he was traveling around with his wife on a new yacht.

Luke couldn’t be bothered with him.

In any case, he was just a temp worker, and he couldn’t die.

All the oceans of the world were open to the giant octopus.

If Luke couldn’t find the octopus, how could it be that easy for Wade to run into it?

The reason why the guy didn’t go to San Francisco was simple.

There were a lot of credit points for saving people on the Sokovian mission. Wade, who had been focused on destroying the robots, had the least number of points.

If he hadn’t helped to deal with Ultron’s semi-vibranium body, he would’ve had less than half the points of the person who was second last.

So, he had come looking for the giant octopus.

Discovering traces of the giant octopus would give him 100 credit points, which was equivalent to getting rid of Ultron’s semi-vibranium body on his own.

There was no problem with his wife’s safety.

Wade used his bonus from the Sokovian mission to buy a cruise yacht, and used his credit points to buy his wife the latest nano exoskeleton suit.

Once he found the giant octopus, the suit could take his wife high up into the air and away from the battlefield.

At the suit’s speed, it could reach a height of 1,000 meters in ten seconds.

No matter how long the giant octopus’s tentacles were, it wouldn’t be able to reach that height.

In the beginning, Luke had used the camera on the nano exoskeleton suit that Wade’s wife was using to look at the couple’s new yacht.

In the end, he discovered that the boat didn’t look new at all.

Looking at the serial number on the yacht, he realized that the cheap person was bragging again.

The boat was still registered under a yacht rental company – who the hell had bought a new boat?

He had always wondered why Wade, this cheap person, would suddenly be so extravagant. His wife wasn’t someone who liked to spend extravagantly.

The couple had been traveling around Europe like backpackers, working and sightseeing at the same time.

Also, many people who wanted to take liberties with Wade’s wife were beaten black and blue, and stripped clean of their clothes and wallets, which was another matter.

Don’t ask where the money in the wallet went – it all went into donations from anonymous believers.

Wade complained about God every day, but his wife could be considered a decent Protestant, and strongly forbade him from using the ‘stolen money’ for himself; Wade could only help donate on behalf of these ‘impetuous offenders’ for them to atone for their crimes.

Wade actually wasn’t too bad. He had first-rate strength and was experienced, and had strong mental fortitude — all in all, he was just crazy.

Also, he had become a certified 1-star teammate in the system.

This had happened a few days after Luke provided him with a three-mode Thousand Faces System.

Luke had even asked Wade about it.

In the end, the loose-lipped guy said that he had been in an especially good mood after obtaining the Thousand Faces System, and had some fun with it.

He could use the Thousand Faces’ skin-covering function to turn it into something like latex and make his d*ck even bigger.

Luke: ???

In the end, he asked, “What about your face? Is it not recovering well?”

Wade didn’t even need to think about it. “What use is the face? In any case, I can cover it up. Vanessa said that sitting is more… Ah, darling, I wasn’t talking…”

Luke didn’t know what else Wade had been about to say, because he had already hung up.

Similarly, he had only taken a few glances at Wade’s ‘new’ yacht, when the couple started doing something weird again.

Luke could only cut the feed. He could only say that these two… had really heavy taste.

Wade talked a lot of trash, but if his listeners could adjust their perspective and treat him like a talk show performer, life would undoubtedly be a lot happier.

Luke was searching the barely-changing ocean on his own; more than ever, he needed this sort of free trash-talking expert to keep his spirits up.

In the very early house of the morning on 7 January, Luke was resting in the Quinjet as it cruised over the surface of the ocean.

Suddenly, a call came through from Wade, and Luke opened his eyes in surprise.

Wade and his wife cruised at a slow speed at night; there was no way they would be continuing the search, and would more likely be doing other things.

“F*ck, come and get my wife. That giant oct…” Wade was suddenly cut off.

Luke tapped a button, and the back of the plane immediately opened. At the same time, it turned toward Wade’s position.

The Level 2 clone, who had been wearing the Big Dipper Armor, leapt out of the plane, and all the thrusters on the suit exploded.

In the middle of the night, the suit was like a shooting star as it charged toward Wade’s position in a long fiery streak.

Thank god Luke always prioritized safety.

Wade’s boat was always within a 200-kilometer range at night.

At the Big Dipper Armor’s maximum speed, it only took 30 seconds.

Even so, when Luke arrived at the location where Wade’s signal disappeared, he could no longer see the yacht.

Only Wade’s wife was flying in Luke’s direction.

The emergency retreat mode on the nano exoskeleton suit was only automatically activated if the user lost consciousness or was unable to move.

Frowning, Luke leaned forward and grabbed Wade’s wife.

He didn’t need to take a closer look to know that her mind was in a mess, similar to that of a mental patient.

But the mental fluctuations which the suit had detected earlier had still been within normal range.

Wade was a lunatic, but that didn’t mean that his wife was one as well.

Without any hesitation, Luke hit her with Mental Resistance.

Wade’s wife jerked and struggled for a moment before she finally opened her eyes. “Wade, no!”

Luke was lost for words.?Isn’t that a line from one of your roleplays? Hm, it seems it was Wade who was saying ‘no’ the last time.