Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 1238 - You Again, and House Crisis

Chapter 1238: You Again, and House Crisis

Not long ago in h.e.l.l, Mephisto’s eyelids suddenly twitched.

In his dormant state, he could only keep his soul active at a minimum level to sense news from the other dimension.

Someone opened the door to the afterlife…

Hm, it seemed two toys had run over as well…

Huh? The toys were calling for help…

One of the toys ran back?!

Almost instantly, a cloud of black smoke emerged from a tiny wormhole and landed outside Mephisto’s palace.

In fact, this palace was just an illusion.

It was the physical representation of Mephisto’s source of power. Without his permission, n.o.body could enter.

Outside the palace, golden light rolled around and cut apart the ball of black smoke.

The black smoke screamed miserably. “Save me, master, save me!”

Mephisto didn’t even bat an eyelid.

It was just a toy. If it died, so be it.

Mephisto had a lot of toys. Although this was one of the stronger ones, it wasn’t worth interrupting his healing sleep for.

The black smoke couldn’t hold on anymore and howled in despair. “No, master! Why are you forsaking me? I don’t want to… ah!”

The golden light inside it suddenly sped up, and the black smoke was instantly cut into countless pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the black smoke was completely destroyed.

The golden light, which had lost a target, swam around in the air for a moment before it suddenly turned around and targeted the palace.

It sensed that comrades from the same source were currently doing battle and calling for backup.

At the same time, these comrades could sense its existence, even if it was just a tiny bit.

They decisively activated a great summoning technique. The golden light shot straight at the palace, and just before it touched it, it abruptly disappeared.

Mephisto, who was sleeping in the palace, suddenly felt a chill, as if something dangerous was approaching.

He abruptly opened his pure black eyes. “Who is it? Ahhhh… I $#@^%*”

At that moment, he suddenly felt the strange dark golden energy inside his body, one tenth of which he had just worn down, suddenly surge again, and it was much stronger than before.

The Lord of h.e.l.l finally couldn’t help but curse. “B*stard! It’s you again, Big Dipper! I… ah~”

The dark golden energy in his body suddenly received support from a new force, and it counterattacked again, dealing a hard blow to his soul.

Although he could still endure, he was the only being here. Mephisto didn’t have to care about his reputation as the Lord of h.e.l.l, and he simply roared to vent his anger and frustration!

The injury to his soul worsened.

What healing he had gained from his deep sleep vanished, and his situation was much worse than before.

Although a duration of a few months wasn’t a big deal, he felt suffocated.

“Big Dipper! I swear on my t.i.tle as the Lord of h.e.l.l that I’ll definitely kill you!” Mephisto gritted his teeth, then directly let out a breath and lay down.

It was useless to be angry. He should recuperate and think of a way to get revenge on that despicable and shameless Big Dipper!

This guy had even specially found his toy and had used it to deliver that lethal golden energy and set a trap!

He had never seen such a despicable person! Could he be any more shameless? He actually set an ambus.h.!.+

Depressed, the Lord of h.e.l.l fell asleep again, but this time, his soul was a little more active.

If anyone approached the palace again, he would strike first and kill them!

Otherwise, his injuries would only get worse and worse. When would he be able to settle scores with that despicable, shameless guy who ambushed him?

…

The Lord of h.e.l.l, who had been cut down by Luke once more, fell asleep in a rage.

Back on earth, Luke’s little nest had suffered an unexpected calamity.

Just now, he received word from Little Snail that the house in Clinton was about to collapse.

How could Luke sit still after hearing that? He and his clone immediately rushed over.

The tiger doesn’t bare its fang, so you think I’m a sick cat? Cursing fiercely inwardly, Luke told Selina to head back and reconvene as soon as possible.

These mishaps tonight not only threatened the safety of Luke’s place in Clinton, but also disrupted his initially ample cover-ups.

But New York was already a mess tonight. Luke could still tweak some things and plug any holes in his cover.

There would still be loopholes, but as long as n.o.body dug too deep, it wasn’t a big problem.

Everybody had their own private affairs that couldn’t be exposed. It was enough to clear up the main doubts.

Besides, it was too easy for Luke to erase evidence.

That didn’t mean he had to kill people; he just needed to destroy some critical surveillance cameras and find some “false” witnesses.

A person’s memories turned hazy after some time, and the difference between what they remembered and what really happened got bigger and bigger.

As Luke pondered, he had Alfred check for flaws in this plan. By then, the Big Dipper clone had already entered the southwest corner of Manhattan.

Luke himself rushed to Clinton. Entering a sewer, he quickly headed for a designated location and crawled out.

Little Snail had already been controlling the car for a while, and it had just stopped next to the sewer opening not long ago.

Luke got into the driver’s seat and put the Batman suit into his inventory, before he put on his daily outfit and equipment as Detective Luke.

He then activated the car’s cleaning system and cleaned up all traces.

Less than two minutes later, the sewer opening was uncovered once more. Selina and Gold Nugget remained invisible as they got into the backseat and took off their Bastet and h.e.l.lhound suits before activating the cleaning system.

At that moment, the car started up and charged toward their house in Clinton.

Selina quickly put on her detective gear and asked, “What should we do later?”

Luke gave a rare sneer. “They’re all lackeys of the Hand. Since they dare carry guns on them, kill every single one you see.”

Selina nodded. “No problem.”

She wasn’t interested in killing people, but the people from the Hand were a different matter.

Also, she had received Little Snail’s warning, and knew that their five-story little nest was in danger of collapsing.

Luke couldn’t tolerate it, and neither could she!

She pulled up the surveillance feed near the house and saw a black-and-white figure charge into the apartment building next door. She was stumped. “Who’s this guy?”

Luke took a quick look and said calmly, “He’s on our side. We can trust him.”

Selina was curious, but didn’t give the man her full attention. Instead, she examined the culprits who had almost destroyed their home.