Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 442

Chapter 442: A Bunch of Unlucky B*stards

However, Freddy’s gaze was now turned his way.

The man’s ugly face was covered in disparate pieces of melted skin and red, rotten flesh. His yellow and green eyes were like a cobra’s as he stared at Bobby.

Bobby smiled awkwardly and said, “Excuse me, it seems I took a wrong turn. Bye bye.” He turned around and ran.

Freddy laughed maliciously. “No, since you’re already here, why don’t you stay and play with Uncle Freddy… huh?”

Bobby suddenly vanished as well, and the entire scene was deathly still once more.

Stunned, Freddy finally roared angrily. “Noooooo!”

In Kris’s kitchen, a dazed Bobby looked at Luke in front of him. Luke offhandedly pulled back the wine bucket which he had been holding over Bobby’s head and then gave him a towel. He said, “Wipe yourself dry, or you might catch a cold.”

Bobby accepted the towel blankly. When he wiped his hair with it, pieces of ice dropped to the floor.

Luke was a little embarrassed. “Haha. I was in a hurry, and might have used a little too much.”

Looking at the bucket of ice that was now completely empty, Bobby didn’t know what to feel.

Several minutes later, Luke led Bobby back to the living room.

The moment Kris saw them, she promptly got up from the couch and said, “Luke, just now… Um, who’s this?”

Luke smiled at her and said, “This is a friend of mine. He’s a professional and the best at dealing with situations like this.”

Bobby was lost for words. What professional? I’m an animal tamer, and that thing just now didn’t look like an animal at all!

Kris was suspicious. “I think I saw him in my dream just now.”

Luke’s face didn’t change. “Of course. It’s a necessary skill for a professional.”

Seeing Kris’s confusion, he added, “He’s a psychic.”

Kris exclaimed in surprise and looked at Bobby in admiration. “You’re really good, you can actually enter someone else’s dream.”

Bobby still didn’t know what was going on. I’m just an animal tamer! What d*mn psychic?!

Ignoring him, Luke looked at the other two unexpected guests. “Nancy, and you; why are you here?”

After Nancy went home, she had called Kris and told her that her mother wouldn’t let her go out.

Kris had let Luke know, so Luke hadn’t included Nancy in his plan.

Nancy was terrified.

She would’ve gone to the dining room to look for Luke if Selina hadn’t stopped her.

Now that she finally had a chance to speak, she said hurriedly, “T- That guy came again! He killed Jessie not long ago and entered my dream.”

Luke nodded. “First of all, who is Jessie? Also, were you hurt?”

“Jessie’s the boy we were talking to in the afternoon. He’s our classmate.” Nancy shook her head. “I set an alarm when I was taking a bath and I woke up in time.”

Luke shook his head inwardly.

From what he had gathered so far, Freddy didn’t want to kill these middle school students quickly, but enjoyed the process of playing with his prey and savored their fear.

Nancy thus survived not because she woke up but because Freddy didn’t plan to kill her yet.

He looked at the boy with her. “And this is…”

The boy stretched out his hand. “Quentin Smith. You can call me Quentin.”

Luke shook hands with him and asked, “Are you haunted by nightmares as well?”

Quentin nodded with a bitter smile. “Yes.”

Looking at his face, Luke asked, “How long has it been since you last slept?”

Quentin’s expression became even more pained. “I don’t know. Two days, maybe three.”

Luke asked, “You came here to look for Kris – why?”

It was their unexpected arrival that had woken Kris up.

Selina had stopped them at the door and told them not to disturb Kris’s sleep.

The moment Quentin heard that she was sleeping, he had turned cold and promptly run to the side to smack fiercely on the window.

Luke wasn’t angry over what they had done.

They had had good intentions, and nothing bad had come out of it – on the contrary, they had come at the right time, and pulled Luke and Kris out of the dream.

The moment Luke woke up, he promptly ran into the dining room with the bucket of ice… and poured its entire contents over Bobby’s head, instantly rousing the man.

As for how his PR manager had somehow stumbled into that nightmare, Luke already had a rough idea.

After receiving Luke’s call, Bobby had driven more than six hours straight to arrive here late at night.

He had been busy with the new mining company during the day, so he was naturally exhausted after the long trip.

If it was just that, Bobby might not necessarily be able to enter the nightmare.

But Luke had bested Bobby in order to learn the latter’s ability, so it was inevitable that Bobby would become a little unlucky.

On top of that, Bobby had Mental Communication too, and he may be sensitive to mental energy.

With these three factors combined, he somehow found his way into the nightmare.

Thankfully, Bobby’s luck wasn’t bad to the point of being life-threatening. Luke had pulled him out of the nightmare before Freddy could kill him.

Luke was a little embarrassed about that.

He had been careless and Bobby had almost suffered for it. Luke only hoped Bobby hadn’t been too traumatized by Freddy.

But Luke had had no other choice.

Daddy System clearly didn’t know the first thing about cyber technology.

Luke had tried remote betting and online blackjack, but hadn’t been able to acquire the qualification to learn Bobby’s ability that way, so he could only have Bobby come in person.

But Bobby had only lost twice before getting pulled into Freddy’s nightmare; Luke felt that this guy had absolutely been born unlucky.

That would explain why he ended up a homeless tramp when he used to have a good job.

If luck could be put into numbers, Bobby’s would be either 0 or -1.

At Luke’s question, Nancy and Quentin looked at each other before Quentin said, “Nancy thinks that her mother is hiding something from her about the nightmare and the man.”

Luke nodded and said, “So…”

“So we want to uncover the truth and settle this thing once and for all,” said Quentin.

Pondering for a moment, Luke shook his head. “It’s not that difficult. I think I know what he’s up to.”

“What is it?” Kris, Nancy and Quentin asked almost at the same time.

Luke turned on his laptop that was on the table and flipped through the information which he had been investigating that afternoon. He then turned the screen around. “Do you know this place?”

The three of them looked at the screen. On it was an old photo which depicted a kindergarten with a huge sign on the rooftop — Badham Kindergarten.