Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 763 - Curse! This Is the Great Wizard's Curse

Chapter 763: Curse! This Is the Great Wizard’s Curse

The three girls ran.

They weren’t shameless enough to continue trying when they weren’t successful; once they had been found out, they could only run.

After running dozens of meters, the dogs stopped barking, and the three girls sat on the side of the road, panting. “Why were there dogs? And why did they only start barking when we entered?”

Stephanie thought for a moment, then said a little awkwardly, “There are indeed dogs in that house. I forgot.”

Both Stacy and Artemis glared at her.

An engine roared as a car sped down the street at over a hundred kilometers an hour. The reckless laughter of a man and a woman could be heard through the open windows.

Amidst the laughter, a beer bottle flew out.

Dong!

Caught completely off-guard, Stacy was. .h.i.t in the head. The beer bottle didn’t shatter, but bounced off to hit Artemis in the face before hitting the ground next to Stephanie’s feet.

Stephanie stared at the car with wide eyes. After a long while, she mumbled, “How can they be like that? No sense of civic duty at all.”

She turned her head again, only to see that Stacy was completely unconscious. Her sister, Artemis, was shaking her head as she got up. “d.a.m.n it, what happened? Who attacked us?”

Stephanie quickly hugged her. “Art, are you alright?”

Artemis said, “My head hurts and I’m very dizzy. Who did this? I’m going to kill him.”

Stephanie said, “A bottle was thrown out of the car just now, and it hit you and Stacy. Ah, Stacy?”

The two of them quickly went over to check on Stacy, who was completely still.

After a brief examination, they were both relieved.

It seemed that she was only unconscious. Her body was pretty resistant to hits and had a fairly strong recovery ability, so her injuries shouldn’t be too serious.

Artemis gritted her teeth. “Why are we so unlucky? We’re just looking for a car.”

Stephanie, who was the only one who could still be considered intact, suddenly s.h.i.+vered.

She was the most cowardly among the three of them, but she wasn’t stupid. She suddenly recalled something and asked in a trembling voice, “Do you remember what b.u.t.terfly said?”

Artemis was dizzy and didn’t pay her much attention. “What?”

Stephanie said, “She was the one who said that we would run into unforeseen danger if we moved rashly!”

Artemis covered her head. “Don’t think about useless things. Let’s… Wait, what did you say?”

Stephanie’s voice trembled. “Unforeseen danger. Isn’t that what we just encountered?”

Artemis clutched her head. “Wait, let me think.”

“Look, when have we ever been shocked by electricity for stealing a car? Then, we went to another house, and Stacy stepped on dog sh*t. Sitting here, the two of you were hit by a flying bottle. This situation… is so weird!” the timid Stephanie said as she hugged herself tightly.

Artemis’s head hurt, but she still understood.

Although she was very brave, now that Stacy was down, the person who usually gave her courage had become the most convincing piece of evidence.

She s.h.i.+vered as well. “Then, what should we do?”

Stephanie said, “Why don’t we go back and ask b.u.t.terfly what happened?”

As the timid twin sister said that, her feet moved restlessly and she looked around as if there was something dirty in their surroundings.

Artemis’s lips moved a few times, and she looked uncertainly at the still unconscious Stacy. “Then, let’s go back and ask b.u.t.terfly first.”

They dragged Stacy back to their bungalow, and didn’t run into any more mishaps on the way.

It was just that when they entered the house, the two sisters somehow misjudged each other and went to open the door at the same time, in the end causing Stacy to knock her head against the door.

Even though she was still in a semi-conscious state, she moaned slightly. It clearly hadn’t been a light hit.

After they entered the house, they placed Stacy on the couch and stared at the phone on the coffee table.

It was only at that moment that they realized that this phone was different from what they were used to.

Actually, they hadn’t realized it was a phone until b.u.t.terfly said so.

The sisters looked at the phone for a moment and communicated with their eyes before the braver Artemis finally asked, “b.u.t.terfly, are you there?”

The dark screen lit up again, and b.u.t.terfly said, “Yes, Miss Artemis.”

Artemis asked, “Were you behind what happened just now?”

b.u.t.terfly: “I’m just a program. I have no ability to interfere with the outside world.”

Artemis said, “I don’t believe you. You must’ve been the one who attacked us while keeping an eye on us.”

b.u.t.terfly: “I can’t do anything to you. If you’re good enough, you can look for the program code on the phone.”

Artemis: “…It’s not like I’m one of those shut-in nerds; I don’t know programming.”

Stephanie finally couldn’t help but interject, “Then, if you didn’t cause those accidents, what happened?”

b.u.t.terfly said, “This is a warning from the great wizard. He told me to tell you that Miss Stacy will run into the most serious danger, followed by Miss Artemis. Miss Stephanie will basically be fine.”

The sisters: “What?”

Recalling what happened just now and their current conditions, they realized that b.u.t.terfly was spot on.

Also, even if the flying bottle could have been set up, them stealing a car and choosing the house and direction in which they went was impossible to predict.

Stacy getting an electric shock and stepping on dog sh*t was truly hair-raising.

Stephanie asked in a trembling voice, “Why?”

“A curse!” b.u.t.terfly’s gentle voice rang out. “The great wizard put a curse on the three of you based on how many bad things you’ve done and to what extent.”

The sisters s.h.i.+vered and hugged each other involuntarily. “A curse?”

Artemis asked, “What, what curse?”

“If you want to do something bad, you’ll be cursed with all kinds of bad luck,” b.u.t.terfly explained in a gentle voice. “If you stay in your room and wait for the great wizard’s message, you won’t be too unlucky.”

Stephanie exclaimed, “Isn’t it just bad luck either way?”

b.u.t.terfly: “Taking a tumble or choking on water is always better than pa.s.sing out from being hit.”

The sisters were speechless.

…

On that side, the three girls were being duped and educated by Luke’s program.

On this side, Luke had already returned home and started work in a hurry.

Three suitable test subjects had appeared out of nowhere.

He had always had ideas for his training program, but there were a lot of things which he hadn’t started making yet. Now, he had to make some things for the initial stage.

The three girls would run out of patience in two or three days at most.

To prevent them from dying of bad luck, he had to speed up.