Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 427
Chapter 427: The Big Beauty’s Toy Banana
After setting foot on the wall, Bruce unexpectedly stood up, just like that.
He gave a hideous grin and shouted, “Crawl faster, little bug!”
Looking at Bruce, who was standing parallel to the ground, Luke pondered for a moment.
Suddenly, he jumped back several meters and blew a raspberry at Bruce while he was in the air. “Pffft! You still can’t catch me!”
Bruce: “…Ahhhhhhh! I’m going to kill you!”
Dozens of meters away, Tim and Natalie were watching the show with binoculars, just like Selina.
“Aren’t we going to back him up?” Tim couldn’t help but ask. He actually quite liked Luke.
Right at that moment, Natalie happened to be watching Luke jump through the air, and in a stretch of clear light, she saw him blow the raspberry.
She was silent for a moment before she said, “I think he’s having fun… Fine, I’ll give Flegg a push; you’re better at sniping than I am, so get ready to provide backup at any moment.”
At that moment, Jeff and Karen were also playing spectators after finding a corner close to the hotel entrance with a good line of sight.
Jeff was mumbling, “Are you kidding me? How is Luke so good?”
Karen never looked away as she said, “I knew it, I knew it! I was right from the beginning! He isn’t as ordinary as he seems at all! I sensed he was unusual not long after he moved in!”
Jeff hesitated for a bit before he glanced at his wife and said in a low voice, “Last time, you insisted that Bernie’s dogs have been possessed by aliens, or they wouldn’t be pooping in front of our house every day.”
“Of course. How can a regular dog poop so much every day? It must be because those aliens help them with digestion. I suspect that even Bernie’s possessed, too.” Her eyes fixed on the battlefield, Karen retorted, “Otherwise, why doesn’t he ever clean up the dog poop after you’ve told him to so many times? It’s definitely because the aliens have taken control of his brain that he doesn’t have any human sense of decency.”
Jeff: …What you say makes sense, I actually can’t say anything.
On Luke’s side, he was drawing Bruce the tyrannosaur into a small side street so that bystanders wouldn’t be caught up in their battle.
Taking advantage of various odds and ends that acted as stumbling blocks, he successfully offset the upper hand which Bruce possessed with being able to defy gravity and run on the wall.
As nimble as a monkey, Luke passed through narrow gaps unhindered, while Bruce simply knocked down everything that was in his way.
Luke jumped down into another side street and looked back at Bruce.
With a pair of green pajama bottoms on his head and a pink bedsheet tangled around his waist, the man roared, “Ahhhhhh, I’m going to kill you.”
Luke was lost for words. Can’t you change up your lines?
Suddenly, an old Chevrolet Laguna stopped not far away.
Luke had no choice but to run.
He didn’t want to get civilians involved in this battle; even if Daddy System probably wouldn’t deduct credit points for it, it was his own principle to avoid getting civilians involved as much as possible.
But he frowned the next moment.
After the Chevrolet stopped, two people got out.
One was a small, old Asian man in a gray fisherman’s hat, and the other was… a woman?
Luke couldn’t help but pause briefly for a good look.
Her thin black coat fluttered in the gentle breeze to reveal the short, light gold skintight dress which she was wearing underneath.
This was a big beauty.
Tossing back her blonde waves, she casually took off her coat. The low neckline did nothing to cover her magnificence.
She was at least a D+!
As Luke subconsciously sized her up, he promptly grabbed the M4A1 that had been slung over his shoulder.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Ouch, hurts, hurts!” Bruce fell flat on his face right after he jumped out of an alley as Luke once again made him lose his balance with his gunshots.
While crying in pain, he got back to his feet and was about to go after Luke again.
Suddenly, he paused and quickly turned his head… in the direction of the Chevrolet.
Or rather, in the direction of the two people who were standing next to the Chevrolet.
Luke frowned and turned around to raise his gun again, but abruptly stopped in surprise.
He saw the old man and the blonde beauty reach for their waists at the same time as they took out… bananas.
“What. The. Hell?” Luke muttered.
Are you here for fun?! Have you watched too many comedies?!
Then, he was stupefied.
Bruce had been unfazed by the M4A1, but when he saw these two people raise the… bananas, he actually retreated and dashed back into the alley.
Then, the bananas shot out what looked like two indistinct rays of blue light, which brushed past Bruce
The blue light was very faint and only flashed for one moment in the night.
It would probably be difficult for an ordinary person to detect it, but Luke saw it clearly.
So, those two were actually holding bananas that could fire energy bullets?
What the f*ck was that?!
Luke narrowed his eyes at them.
The gorgeous woman gave him a charming smile. “Not bad, you actually weren’t beaten up.”
Luke walked over and smiled. “Of course, I’m very quick.”
The blonde: “…Hey, don’t steal my banana, alright?!”
Luke had already gotten hold of the banana that the blonde had been holding.
As the blonde spoke, she was already reaching out to grab it back.
Luke didn’t even bother to look at her as he continued to fiddle with the banana with his right hand while fending her off with his left hand.
A moment later, he confirmed that it was just a 20-cm-long plastic banana and that there was nothing unusual about it.
Locking the blonde’s wrists together with his left hand, he tossed out the toy banana casually, and it landed right in the middle of her cleavage.
He curled his lip. “I don’t care what your… toy banana is about, but you’re here for that guy, aren’t you? You can go and catch him now.”
Saying that, he loosened his grip and turned around to leave, saying in a low voice, “Don’t let Bruce escape.”
Bruce couldn’t be killed with regular guns, so it was very unlikely that LAPD would be able to take care of him.
It would be a major headache if he managed to escape.
At that moment, he heard the sound of a helicopter. Lifting his head, he looked doubtfully up at the night sky.
He turned on the walkie-talkie. “Selina, are Wales’ men here?”
Selina replied, “Yes.”
Luke asked, “But why am I hearing two helicopters? Plus, they’re coming from different directions.”
