Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 1535 - Promise Me That You'll Live

Chapter 1535: Promise Me That You’ll Live

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Garrett and Ward couldn’t help but glance at each other.

It was Garrett who spoke first. “What do you want? If you just want to kill us, there’s no need to go through all this trouble.”

Pondering for two seconds, Luke then nodded affirmatively. “But I’m someone who likes this sort of trouble.”

Garrett:

Ward:

Hill:

s.h.i.+ELD:

Nick Fury asked, “Has the rescue team set off?”

Sitwell said, “Yes, but it’ll take at least 13 minutes for the Quinjet they’re on to get there.”

Nick Fury said, “Have them do their best to speed up.”

On the other side, Ward said, “You want to see us cry in front of you and beg for mercy.”

Luke raised an eyebrow and raised his hand. “Interesting. Go on.”

Ward said, “You said that I’m like you. Then who are you taking revenge on now? Your parents, your siblings?”

Crossing his arms, Luke put one hand under his chin and pretended to think.

Garrett and Ward were secretly delighted. They could finally talk! They had almost died right away, but this guy finally took the tape off.

‘As long as they could speak, they had a chance to survive, or even fight back!

They were s.h.i.+ELD agents, and had faced a situation like this many times. There had to be a chance.

Luke suddenly nodded. “Hm, probably… revenge on society?”

Both Garrett and Ward’s faces froze. What kind of answer was that?

Did you need to pick a specific target in order to get back at society? Of course not.

‘As hardcore members of society, they had killed too many innocent people.

For example, in grooming a young Ward’s mindset, Garrett had casually killed homeless people, special workers, housewives and so on to erase any hesitation Ward might feel while carrying out an operation.

If this “humanity” wasn’t eliminated at the beginning, it was possible that after a person became Hydra, they would disobey orders at the critical moment.

Brainwashed Hydra members were just like the fliers during the Battle of New York — they wouldn’t hesitate to drop a nuclear weapon on the heads of millions of civilians.

A soldier with a normal view of good and evil wouldn’t be so clear-cut in carrying out an operation.

Bad guys always understood other bad guys very easily. Garrett and Ward instantly understood Jeff’s meaning: I see you!

Luke sighed. “Gentlemen, I really wanted you to say a few more words, but your people don’t want to give you more time. So, you can start giving your own eulogies!

“Now, let the game begin!” With that, he pressed a b.u.t.ton.

The electronic voice rang out again. “10, 9…”

Ward and Garrett turned to look at each other with bitter smiles.

Bang!

A bullet hole appeared in Garrett’s chest. He looked at his chest in surprise, and his smile turned even more bitter. “That’s right. I was the one who taught you…”

He trailed off, and Ward had to guess the last half of his sentence.

His expression was indifferent; there was no delight in attacking first and escaping death.

He stared at Garrett’s body for a moment, before he turned around and looked at Luke. “Thank you. He lived a hard life…”

Luke nodded with great interest. “That’s right. In order to survive, he turned himself into a cyborg, but in the end, he died at the hands of his own student. How pitiful.”

‘Ward’s expression didn’t change at his words, but Hill was surprised.

Similarly, many people on s.h.i.+ELD’s side were surprised, but they didn’t think too much of it.

s.h.i.+ELD had a lot of technology, including things like artificial organs. Given his qualifications, it was possible Garrett might have obtained a spot in some top-secret experiment.

For Garrett’s contributions to s.h.i.+ELD, Nick Fury certainly wouldn’t refuse a reasonable request from Garrett to try and extend his life.

Fury’s face was solemn, but he cursed inwardly.

He knew very well that s.h.i.+ELD had never given Garrett any life-saving thing.

Even Nick Fury himself didn’t know about Garrett’s condition, because Garrett’s medical report had always been normal.

Apart from the injuries and wear and tear that field agents tended to get, everything had been fine.

If there really was something wrong with his health, he should’ve transferred back to HQ long ago to take it easy.

Obviously, Garrett hadn’t wanted to be transferred back under Fury’s command, so he tampered with his own medical report.

This also meant that the s.h.i.+ELD personnel who had put together the medical report had to be blacklisted as well.

The personnel who carried out the follow-up and filed the report were also suspects.

By a conservative estimate, that was another 20 to 30 people on Nick Fury’s blacklist.

If he wasn’t so staunch-hearted (numb), he would be clawing at his face right now over these additions to his blacklist.

No matter what the s.h.i.+ELD people were thinking, Luke carried on with his performance.

He started to move the Judgment Machine that had been in front of Garrett toward Hill. Then, he pulled Garrett’s thumb away and clicked his tongue in wonder. “Mr. Ward, it seems Mr. Garrett didn’t want to die as much as you say. Look at his thumb. Hehe, if you had hesitated just a little…”

Luke measured out a mere slit of a gap between his thumb and index finger. “Just this much, and I would be talking with Mr. Garrett right now.”

Ward looked at him coldly. “If he wanted to kill me, there was no need to even look at me. Wouldn’t it have been better to just press the b.u.t.ton?”

Luke put his hand down and shook his head. He didn’t reply. As he reloaded, he looked down the metal tube at Hill’s chest.

Hm… It was a little flat!

After reloading, he placed the control b.u.t.ton that Garrett had been holding in Hill’s hand.

He wrapped both of his hands gently but firmly around her right hand. “Promise me you’ll live, okay?”

Hill felt like she was in a movie where the male lead confessed to the female lead at the moment of life and death. Her lips twitched. Are you crazy? If you don’t look at what’s in my hand, people will think it’s a diamond ring.

But the extremely ordinary plastic she felt in her palm told her that this was indeed a power b.u.t.ton, the logo on it indicating that it had been made in China.

It was one of those cheap things which people liked.

This meant that the power b.u.t.ton could be found in most stores.

It would be very hard to track Jeff through this thing, she thought.

That was right. At that moment, Hill felt that she wouldn’t live through this.

This was completely the other party’s game; he wanted to record their ugly behavior before they died and relay it to their colleagues in s.h.i.+ELD.

In this game, the other party had always followed his own plan. What Garrett and Ward said had done nothing to change the other party’s behavior. They hadn’t even been able to stall for time.

So, Garrett died..