Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1428

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

More than 1,000 patrol officers and detectives had resigned in New York recently. Many of them would try security services or become a P.I. first, which would have a huge impact on current security guards.

“Mr. Riddle” Luke hence didn’t have to worry too much about the security guards clashing with “Mr. Hammersmith” Frank.

For the sake of being paid, they would listen to him.

Leaving the head of the security team to comfort his colleagues, Luke and Frank scanned the factory after they entered.

Luke then ordered, “Bobo, open the second zone.”

“Yes, sir.” A cheerful voice rang out.

The corners of Frank’s eyes twitched. He suddenly remembered watching a cartoon with his children — this voice was very similar to the nattering of a certain annoying little gremlin in the cartoon.

Of course, his kids had really liked that little yellow square chatterbox.

He hesitated for a moment, but didn’t say anything.

This was someone else’s place, and it wasn’t his place to criticize it. At least, not right now.

At Luke’s order, another door nearby opened.

They walked into another huge room.

Different from the warehouse behind the first door, this was clearly the real workspace. It contained various processing equipment, ready for use at any time.

A long section had been walled up on one side, and through the glass, Frank could see what was inside. It was clearly a living and training area.

He walked over to what looked like a store room next to the living area. It was empty when he opened it.

Luke ordered, “Enter the Bat Cave.”

The floor of the room suddenly started to sink.

Frank finally couldn’t help but ask, “Bat Cave? So Batman lives here too?”

Luke nodded, then shook his head. “This is just a base, mainly for manufacturing equipment. Unless it’s necessary, this place won’t be open to anyone for a long time.”

As if he knew what Frank wanted to say, he added, “The Bat Cave, forever hidden in the shadows. That’s probably what it means.”

As they spoke, the room-like elevator stopped and a wall opened to reveal the so-called Bat Cave.

Different from the top, the equipment here was more advanced, and Frank didn’t recognize a lot of them at all.

The workshop on the surface was mainly for ordinary processing. Although the machines were advanced, they were only at a normal level.

This underground base, on the other hand, was where Luke made special equipment himself. It could be used to repair and modify armor and other equipment, and to provide medical treatment and carry out all sorts of physical checkups.

This Bat Cave base wasn’t as high-tech as what Elena’s drawings hinted at; it only had equipment sitting on the ground.

These were all outdated products that Luke had used previously to manufacture his first and second generation armor. He barely used them now, so it was a good opportunity to bring them over.

Frank and Damon should be able to use these things, as well as Donnie.

However, since that female reporter, April, was quite unreliable, Donnie wouldn’t be able to come here for the time being, which was a pity.

That little guy was quite talented with machines and electronics. After some study, he would be able to do upkeep on the armor.

But that would probably be after the Battle of New York.

After bringing Frank here, Luke simply explained how Bobo, the A.I. program in charge of this base, could be used, before he got up and left.

He had a lot to do. Frank needed to know more about the base before he could formulate a plan.

Until then, it was useless for Luke to hang around. In any case, Bobo had all the necessary information.

After watching Luke leave, Frank was silent for a moment before he finally said, “Bobo.”

“Here, Mr. Hammersmith.” Bobo’s cheerful voice rang out again.

Frank: “Can you change that voice?”

Bobo: “Yes. If you need to, you can designate a new template.”

Frank’s eyes flickered for a long moment, before he finally shook his head. “We’ll leave it for now.”

Bobo: “Yes, Mr. Hammersmith.”

…

Two days later, Luke picked up the raw materials which Tony had left at a remote pier in New Jersey.

As for how he emptied the cargo ship, let that guy rack his brain over it.

After checking, he found that not only had Tony given him a lot of things, he had even given him 20% more, mainly because some of the raw materials couldn’t be purchased in secret so easily.

That saved Luke a lot of trouble.

In return, Batman gave him two more shots of Life 1 and two Life Daggers.

Tony could continue studying the former, and the latter would give him more life-saving options.

For wealthy people, the most precious thing to them was obviously life. Tony wasn’t losing out with this deal.

It took SHIELD about a week to get back to Luke, and with only a small portion of goods.

Luke didn’t say anything.

Tony had already filled the gaps.

Both Tony and Nick Fury were seriously paranoid.

However, there was no doubt that Tony was still a man of integrity, and wasn’t stingy with repaying those who had helped him.

Nick Fury, on the other hand, was calculative by nature, always wanting to reap huge benefits at the least cost.

That was why the only things he could get were two Light Daggers, enchanted bullets, and a small amount of battery-powered exoskeleton machines.

The goods from SHIELD had yet to arrive, but that didn’t prevent Luke from starting production.

With the help of the A.I. program, Luke created several assembly lines which immediately ate a lot of raw materials and spat out a lot of finished products.

Luke worked overtime to create and test the products.

Although they were a little rough, that didn’t affect normal use.

Compared with the armor, these things were consumables. There was no need to make them too good.

He wasn’t like the tycoon, and didn’t need to pursue perfection.

Ivan was also roped in to produce various components.

Ivan didn’t complain about this treatment. Instead, he asked with great interest if Luke was getting ready to fight a huge battle.

Luke simply replied, “Yes, get ready. Don’t go looking for threesomes in the bar all day.”

Ivan gave him the middle finger before going back to work.

Ever since the attack by the test subjects, he had savored a new feeling.

Of course, it wasn’t pride at protecting people.

Ivan liked the feeling of being admired and praised.

A certain tycoon’s performance last time hadn’t been as eye-catching as his. Even if the tycoon had saved more people, so what?

Also, after the attack, Ivan realized that Batman’s attitude toward him had improved a lot. He even bantered with him.

The gist of it was basically: “As long as you continue to do good, you can play however you want.”

This boosted Ivan’s ego.