Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 1545 - Yet Another Performance

Chapter 1545: Yet Another Performance

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hill was right.

In the first game, she was innocent.

In this second game, the survivor, Mary, wasn’t innocent. The system judged her as light red evil.

Under Elementary Pheromone Control, she confessed a lot of her husband and son’s evil deeds.

Although she wasn’t directly involved, she chose to ignore their crimes for the sake of her own wealth, and didn’t stop or warn them.

Also, in order to cover up some of her husband and son’s activities, Mary even faked some evidence so that their crimes wouldn’t be detected.

So, she was chosen as the survivor.

Luke deliberately left some clues behind to mislead the people who were in cahoots with her husband and son; they would think that she had incriminating information on them.

This senator’s wife would soon enjoy the pain experienced by the girls.

If she truly felt that what her husband and son did wasn’t worth mentioning, she would probably forgive their “peers” for treating her the same way.

‘The Joker was quite the character. A hypocrite like Mary wasn’t qualified to get his beloved handkerchief.

Besides, Hill was a great beauty.

No matter what, Luke was always a man who looked at appearances.

With Angel’s return, Luke had even more manpower.

Frank, who had been hanging out in the warehouse, also said that he was bored, so the two of them joined the “judgment project.”

Angel had been upgraded to a 1-star teammate during the Battle of New York, and could be trusted.

Frank was even more unhappy with those two-faced hypocritical politicians. His boss who had sold him out, Colonel Ray Schoonover, had also been the stereotypical politician who used his subordinates as tools.

However, Luke got the “bigshot who sold everything” to issue a personal commission so that there was no need to make all the details of the task public to Frank and Angel.

‘They were only responsible for looking for people, keeping an eye on them, and using remote control robots to “pack” these people up.

After that, the “package” had nothing to do with them, so they didn’t know that this had to do with the Joker.

Also, since Luke deliberately leaked a lot of incriminating materials about the dead, both s.h.i.+ELD and the American government locked down information on the Joker and secretly increased their efforts to track him.

On the surface, the Joker had yet to appear in public.

Frank and Angel, who had Luke’s intelligence support, relied on the Thousand Faces System to come and go without a trace. Coupled with the cooperation of the two clones, it was enough to complete a lot of troublesome tasks.

But to a certain extent, this proved that the Joker had help.

But so what?

‘There were so many Hydra members, and Luke had to kill some of the “good guys” that had been on his blacklist for a long time to divert suspicion.

What if the director of s.h.i.+ELD couldn’t take it anymore and one day decided to declare that s.h.i.+ELD was Hydra?

Time was tight and it was a heavy mission. For the sake of the gift bags that were Hydra, Luke felt that it was necessary for him to work harder.

Just the two operations by the Joker alone had earned him 80,000 points for Garrett, 7,000 for Ward, and 8,000 for the father and son duo.

Luke also obtained a lot of intelligence as well as dirty money, private accounts, and secret businesses which amounted to a conservative estimate of a billion dollars.

However, 980 million of that was from the underground supply chains that were under Garrett’s control; the father and son had less than 20 million.

It could only be said that the father and son spent all the money they had on girls; they had no taste at all.

In terms of experience and money, killing people like the father and son was less profitable and risky.

But Luke felt that the reason he had let these people live for so long before was purely because he had no choice.

Now that he had his clones, there was no need to worry about a counterattack by the higher-ups. If they wanted to, they could go find… the Joker.

If necessary, the Joker could “sacrifice” himself, like Batman, and a new successor could take his place.

For now, it was the Blue Phase, as Joker harvested the crops. Luke had to throw himself into it even more to get as much out of it as possible.

Before entering the Red Phase, Frank and Angel had to retreat in case they were blocked by Hydra and the government.

Luke never underestimated Hydra. It would be strange if these guys didn’t have any trump cards.

For example, if Garrett’s Clairvoyant + Death Soldiers combo was set up properly and there were 100 to 200 of them, it would still be a headache for Luke.

‘These would be a little pricey, but Hydra could obtain a lot of raw materials by hook or by crook. Naturally, there would be no costs involved, and they might even be able to create several hundred people.

But Luke wouldn’t give them the chance.

While s.h.i.+ELD was still busy with the father and son case three days ago, Luke was already on another operation.

A team of s.h.i.+ELD agents charged onto a freighter in Maryland which was probably carrying a certain smuggled item.

In the dark, a team of 12 agents split up and pressed forward silently.

They quickly took care of the guards on the s.h.i.+p and found a box in the cargo hold.

Two agents opened the box. The captain took a quick look and immediately said, “Mission target confirmed. Take it away.”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire rang out, and four or five s.h.i.+ELD agents collapsed.

The others didn’t panic.

They were all wearing bulletproof vests and helmets. Theoretically, as long as the bullets didn’t hit them in the face, they would be injured at most.

Also, they could tell that only two guns were firing at them.

They still had seven or eight teammates on their side. As long as they didn’t panic, they could completely take down their opponents.

However, a nimble shadow then flashed through the dark cargo hold. With two bangs, two more agents collapsed.

“9 o’clock,” the captain shouted.

Half of them immediately turned in that direction and opened fire.

The shadow flashed past and hid among the goods.

A series of bullets kicked up dust nearby.

The captain’s heart jumped.

He heard another hostile party open fire at 2 o’clock, and the sound of bodies dropping nearby.

He glanced back and saw two more of his men fall.

“Foster, Malachi, cover me,” he shouted again.

Two team members immediately turned around.

Almost the moment they turned around, the shadow at 9 o’clock switched positions and appeared at 11 o’clock. After a few shots, another agent was taken down.

This time, the shadow didn’t dodge since there were only four agents left, including the captain.

The outcome of a 4vs2 battle was obvious.

Desperation flashed in the captain’s heart, but he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In less than 20 seconds, the gunfire in the cargo hold stopped, and there was only the sound of footsteps.

A slightly abstract-looking skeleton mask with a silver metallic l.u.s.ter appeared in front of one of the body cameras… The figure then stretched out one hand