Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 429 - Just Steal!

Chapter 429 Just Steal!

One of the helicopters shot out something round and black with a loud bang, and it quickly unfurled into a large net that covered Bruce.

The other helicopter, in the meantime, was a little slower as it squirted Bruce with a liquid.

The big net covered Bruce before it was fixed to the ground. The liquid was like glue, and Bruce couldn’t even lift his hands as he roared.

Luke gave the back of the driver’s seat a light kick, and Selina immediately slowed down before stopping the car forty meters away. People were starting to rappel down from both helicopters. Looking at their getup, Luke said to Selina casually, “Hey, both sides aren’t going to come to blows, are they?”

“FBI against FBI? Haha! My cameras are more than ready!” Selina joked. Both of them knew, however, that there was no way both sides would fight each other.

The people from the helicopters were all wearing the tactical vests of the FBI, but they didn’t look like colleagues at all.

Luke’s ears twitched, and he turned around to see a man and a woman.

The gorgeous blonde now had a torn plastic bag on her head, and the old man was wiping rotten cheese off his face.

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The blonde gnashed her teeth. “How dare you shoot me!”

Luke scoffed. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t shoot you; I shot your tires.”

The blonde flew into a rage. “Is that any different from shooting me?”

Luke nodded. “It is. I did that to stop you speeding; it wasn’t like I was gunning down a criminal suspect.”

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Both the blonde and the Asian old man said dumbly, “What?”

Speeding? Were they really speeding? Hm... it seemed that really was the case...

The old man grumbled, “Even if we were speeding, what’s that got to do with you?”

Luke silently raised the chain on his chest and flashed his police badge which hung from it. “LAPD! Is there a problem?”

The old man was silent; a police officer catching them for speeding was a matter of course.

Seeing that the old man had been rendered speechless, the blonde flicked the back of his head angrily. “Do we need to care about the police? He’s not our boss. We’re here on official business to begin with, and it’s *$*%#.”

Luke was stunned. Why are you people here? And can you straighten out your tongue first before you speak?

He hadn’t caught that last word, which sounded like meaningless babble.

Two FBI agents approached them warily from the other side with their guns raised. They yelled, “Freeze!”

At that moment, the blonde suddenly hid behind the old man and drew out the banana from her waist.

Luke’s hand twitched, but he didn’t raise the gun.

The blonde was smart enough to use the old man as cover from Luke.

Since it was impossible for Luke to use Curve Shooting here, there was nothing he could do.

The moment the blonde drew out and fired the banana, Luke turned around to look at the two bickering FBI teams.

It suddenly turned quiet.

It wasn’t just the FBI teams; even Bruce, who had been struggling and bellowing, no longer made a sound – because he had completely vanished.

When she had used her partner as cover from Luke just now, the blonde had fired a light blue ray from her banana, which hit Bruce dozens of meters away.

The moment Bruce was hit, the tyrannosaur’s magnificent body wobbled like liquid.

“No...” Bruce had a shocked expression, and his final roar was abruptly cut off. His enormous body melted into a ball of gray and black fluid, before it suddenly exploded.

The gray and black fluid wasn’t even sent flying over a meter before it disappeared into thin air.

Mr. Bruce, who couldn’t die and had been so lively just a moment ago, evaporated just like that.

It was even more flawless than the “evaporation” which Luke dabbled in himself.

Whether it was the ground Bruce had been lying on or the net he had been trapped in, no traces of him were left.

The blonde finally pushed the old man to one side and gave Luke a taunting look. “So? Come and get me.”

After a brief silence, Luke suddenly smiled. “Charles, Flegg, this beauty says that she’s willing to take responsibility for everything Bruce did.”

Dozens of meters away, the two FBI teams turned around.

The next moment, over a dozen agents ran over.

Seeing this, the blonde’s expression turned ugly and she broke into a run.

Luke drew out his Glock from under his arm. “If you take one more step, I’ll break your legs.”

The blonde didn’t say a word and didn’t stop.

Bang! Bang!

“Ouch! That hurts! Damn it, you would actually shoot a lady? You pervert!” Clutching both legs, the blonde hopped around like a frog.

Luke had fired two bullets at her legs just now.

After that, he suddenly jumped out of the sunroof and raised the M4A1. “Lady, perhaps you can explain why your bullet wounds give out black smoke in the exact same way as that tyrannosaur. Hm, even the way you yell in pain and act is the same!”

The old man had no choice but to interject from the side, “Officer, there’s no need to be so tense. We can’t reveal our identities.” The blonde roared angrily, “Xiaoming Wang! He just shot two holes in my legs! Why are you still talking nonsense with him?”.

Luke turned his head. “Xiaoming Wang?”

The old man thought nothing of it. “Yes, I’m Xiaoming Wang. Can you put your gun down? You know that it doesn’t work on us.”

Glancing at the blonde, who had struggled back to her feet, Luke said, “No, it can stop some person from running because of the pain, so be good and stay there.”

The blonde glared at him angrily, but there was little she could do.

They had all seen how Luke handled Bruce earlier.

It was indeed true that they couldn’t be killed by guns, but it really did hurt.

During that delay, the FBI agents arrived.

Luke lowered his gun with a smile and greeted his acquaintances. “Charles, it’s nice to see you again. And... Agent Flegg, you’re here, too?”

One of the teams was led by Agent Charles and the other by Agent Flegg, who had been the person to take Jack Voorhees away from Camp Crystal Lake before.

The two of them glanced at each other before turning away.

Just now, they had been arguing over who had the right to take Bruce in; in the end, Bruce died an inexplicable death.

Neither of them was happy about it.