Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1267
Chapter 1267: That Patient Over There Isn’t Wearing Any Pants
Seeing Luke and Selina standing in front of them, the five young men from the renovation company felt chills run down their spines. Damn, why were they here?!
Charlie and Raqael had long spread the legend of Luke and Selina, these two “bigshot assassins.”
Nobody really took it seriously, but facing Luke and Selina now, they somehow remembered the hearsay that they killed people like flies, and instantly felt uneasy.
Charlie and Raqael subconsciously said, “Boss, we didn’t cause trouble this time…”
Luke raised his hand to stop them. “Let me see your arms.”
They did as he said.
As Luke examined them for a moment, he scanned them with his Gucci sunglasses. He confirmed that they just had regular dislocated joints, and that there weren’t any more serious internal injuries.
He nodded. “Charlie, come with me first. I have something to ask you. Ben, stay here and watch them.”
Ben nodded, but when he looked at Charlie, who looked like he wanted to die, he couldn’t help but say, “Luke, he’s just a kid.”
“I’m just going to ask him what happened,” Luke replied with an unperturbed expression.
Next to him, Selina turned her head and shrugged.
He had said that to her before.
“Just a kid” Charlie trembled as he followed Luke to a hallway. There weren’t that many people here.
He lowered his head and stole a glance at Luke before he stammered, “Boss, we… we really were beaten up. We didn’t get into a fight.”
Luke nodded and suddenly turned his head to turn to one side. “Huh? Why isn’t that woman wearing any pants?”
Charlie followed his gaze, only to see a middle-aged female orderly who weighed at least 180 pounds.
More importantly, she was wearing pants, right? Charlie was stumped.
At that moment, he felt someone lift his arm. There was a burst of pain, and he couldn’t help screaming. “Huh?”
He immediately turned around, only to see Luke lowering his arm. He immediately cried, “Boss, I was wrong. Let me go. I still need my arm to carry bricks.”
Selina burst out laughing on the side.
The orderly looked at them strangely, but when she didn’t notice anything wrong, she pushed her cart away.
Luke said calmly, “Try moving your arm gently. We’ll have the doctor fix it in place later. Also, you’ll get a month of paid leave starting from today. You can go back to work after you’ve recovered.”
Charlie was stumped for a moment, before he instantly stretched his arm. “Huh? It doesn’t hurt anymore?”
Seeing that the guy was foolishly moving his arm faster and faster, Luke casually slapped him on the head. “Keep shaking it like that if you want to dislocate it again. When that happens and you still want to work in the company, you’ll only be able to do the accounts then.”
Charlie immediately stopped.
Accounts? No way! His girlfriend had been learning the basics from Karen at the law firm recently, and the books she brought back were so heavy he could kill someone with them.
He might as well die if he had to read so many books.
Luke finally said to Selina, “Call Raqael over.”
Charlie’s befuddled mind suddenly cleared up. “Boss, are you going to put Raqael’s broken arm back together too?”
Luke was lost for words. “It’s just a dislocated joint, not a severed hand.”
Charlie chuckled. “It’s pretty much the same thing. In any case, we can’t move them.”
Luke was too lazy to talk to him.
Charlie, however, took out his phone and got into position.
Luke knew what the guy wanted to do, and didn’t stop him. He simply turned his back to Charlie’s phone.
Thus, Charlie was able to film his good friend Raqael’s performance.
To put it simply, when Raqael came, he looked like he was going to his execution.
When Luke said that a female patient wasn’t wearing pants, he got excited.
When his arm was pushed back into the joint, he sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
Finally, when he realized that his arm was fine, he smiled like a 200-pound fool.
It was Luke who put a stop to these clowns’ antics and brought them back.
Ten minutes later, Foggy and Matt arrived.
Everybody sat in a corner of the waiting room and talked about how Charlie and the others had been beaten up.
Unlike the others, who were relaxed, Luke, Selina and Lawyer Matt had some suspicions.
Charlie and Raqael were indeed lucky that their arms had only been dislocated and not broken.
However, the three combat experts knew that it was impossible for an ordinary person to dislocate a limb without doing additional damage.
The same guy had dislocated Charlie and Raqael’s arms.
The other man had knocked down the other three boys, and that hadn’t been ordinary either.
The way he had hit them in the stomach and caused them to retch was clearly very professional. While it had hurt at the time, the boys hadn’t been injured badly.
The two big guys were probably professional fighters. Why had they attacked Charlie and the other kids? Why only hurt and not injure them?
Because they didn’t want to cause a stir or waste time fighting Charlie and the others! Luke, Selina and Matt all thought this.
But that was all there was to it.
New York seemed peaceful on the surface, but there were undercurrents.
Batman, Iron Man, Black Cat, V, Big Dipper, Wade, and even the undead were all the focus of attention.
Those who could target these superpowers naturally couldn’t be ordinary forces, nor would they act openly.
Knowing this was useless.
This sort of hearsay or rumor in New York was a dime a dozen, and it was impossible to investigate all of them.
Luke could only tell Ben to keep an eye on the kids and sort out who needed treatment, who needed to be hospitalized, and who needed to take leave.
Selina told the police officers to keep an eye out for the two men in the dump truck.
Unfortunately, Charlie and Raqael hadn’t turned on the dash cam in their car, so it would take a while to find the truck.
The reason why the dash cam wasn’t on was very simple: Charlie and his girlfriend’s “conversation” in the car had once been recorded, and Raqael had found out.
More importantly, the recorded “conversation” had included a description of Charlie’s “reduced prowess.”
Charlie hadn’t been embarrassed back then, but angry.
Since then, Charlie had been wary of Raqael, who in turn was afraid that Charlie would return the favor.
They often turned off the dash cam, and forgot to turn it on every now and then.
When he heard this bizarre reason, Luke couldn’t even think about getting angry.
Strictly speaking, there wasn’t anything wrong with the two boys wanting to protect their own privacy.
In the end, Luke could only check the surveillance cameras on the roads himself; it wouldn’t be good to trouble Elizabeth with this.
After all, Charlie and the others only sustained minor injuries. Compared with the deaths of so many people recently, it really wasn’t a big deal.
