Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1517

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Two days later, Luke and Phil set off again and entered Sokovia, Eastern Europe.

Standing in a room on the second floor of a bar, they immediately started moving when they saw four men in black suits get out of two cars.
Then, they reached… the washroom.

Luke said, “Why the washroom again? Can’t it be somewhere else? I don’t want the ‘snake-catching operation’ to turn into ‘the case of the washroom raids’.”
Phil wanted to scratch his head. “The targets were the ones who chose to do it there. There’s no way to change that.”

Luke sighed helplessly. “Let’s go in. There are only two targets this time. We can’t give them a chance to act.”

‘As they spoke, they entered the washroom.

There were bright lights and clean facilities in the snow-white bathroom. Everything was fine except for the broken glass on the floor.
Pleased, Luke nodded. “It’s clean. That’s great.”

The three men who were fighting fiercely looked at him at the same time.

‘Target 1 had the opponent by the neck, and Target 1’s partner, Target 2, was about to step forward and help deal with the opponent.

‘When they saw the two people who had come in, Targets 1 and 2 felt that something was off.

But before they could figure it out, Luke and Phil picked up their pace.

“You…” Target 2 turned around warily and adopted a defensive pose as Phil appeared in front of him.

Target 2 subconsciously swung his fist, and it hurt, as if it had hit something hard.

F*ck! Was this guy hiding a steel plate on his chest? The thought flashed through Target 2’s mind.

Phil had already grabbed his wrist and twisted it. Target 2 couldn’t help dropping to the floor in pain.

There was a faint crackle, and his entire body shuddered.

Phil turned off the taser function on his glove and threw the twitching Target 2 into a separate cubicle.

On the other side, Luke punched the opponent, who was in a chokehold, so that he was forced to double over.

‘Target 1, who had been using him as a shield, was stunned. Then, like with his opponent, he was also punched in the stomach.

Luke then grabbed both their necks and tasered them.

Their eyes rolled back and both of them passed out.

At that moment, Phil had already thrown Target 2 into a stall, and now did the same with Target 1.

Luke picked up the opponent and propped him up against a sink. He gestured at Phil.

Phil nodded and tossed over the jacket that he had just taken off Target 1. He also put on Target 2’s jacket.

He then took off his mask and sunglasses and stuffed them into his pocket, and revealed a face identical to Target 2’s.

Luke caught the jacket and did the same, but his face was that of Target 1.

Their clothes were the same color as the targets’, and with the jackets on, they looked no different.

At that moment, Phil hid on one side of the door with optical camouflage.

Ten seconds later, four men in black suits entered the washroom and came face to face with Luke, who had picked up the opponent.

The four men raised their guns at the same time.

Luke simply hefted the opponent in front of him as he retreated far away from the door.

As the sound of tranquilizer darts rang out, the person in front of him was covered in tiny needles, like a porcupine.

Luke retreated to the other side of the washroom.

The four men immediately split up and attacked from both sides.

The man in the front on the left scanned the bottom of the stalls.

The man at the back covered him and checked that there were no people behind the stall walls.

They had only advanced a few meters, when Phil appeared out of the corner which the man in the rear had just checked.

He grabbed the person from behind by the neck and tasered him.

Then, he raised the man’s right hand and pulled the trigger.

‘With two pops, two darts appeared in the man who was bent low in the front.

The man turned around in shock, only to see Phil turn the muzzle of the tranquilizer gun on the man he was holding and shoot him in the stomach.
“What the f…” Halfway through his curse, the man dropped onto the floor with his butt in the air.

On the other side, Luke charged forward with his porcupine-like meat shield.

The two men in black were lost for words. They hurriedly pulled away so that the meat shield couldn’t block shots from two different directions.
In the end, the meat shield suddenly flew forward to hit the man on the right, while Luke hit the man on the left.

The man on the right dodged the meat shield and let him fall to the floor with a bang. He raised his gun and found Luke tangled up with his teammate.
He hesitated for less than a fraction of a second before he pulled the trigger. After all, a tranquilizer dart couldn’t kill someone.

In the end, the moment he pulled the trigger, Luke and his partner turned halfway.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

All three tranquilizer darts hit the man’s accomplice.

“Bulls…” The veteran agent couldn’t help but curse.

Pu! Pu!

He had barely cursed, when he froze and turned to look to the side.

Phil lowered the tranquilizer gun in his hand.

Luke didn’t say anything and simply threw the man he was holding into a toilet stall.

Phil joined him and did the same with the other man.

The other two men in black suits were the suspects they needed to capture.

Like in the first operation, Phil used an optical camouflage on one man and carried him out.

Luke used an optical camouflage on the last man, and then tossed two wads of toilet paper soaked in cold water onto the heads of the unconscious Targets 1 and 2.
Then, he put the porcupine meat shield into Space 2, and left with the last man.

Five minutes later, there was a noise from one of the stalls, and the door opened with a bang.

Targets 1 and 2 staggered out and looked at the empty washroom with question marks on their faces.

Target 1: “What happened?”

‘Target 2: “How would I know?”

He didn’t want to talk at all.

‘When he woke up just now, he realized that he had been holding Target 1 tightly, and their lips were pressed together.

The person who did this was really evil! He would rather be thrown to the floor than lie on top of Target 1.

Looking at the tissue soaked in cold water in his hand, Target 1 subconsciously used it to wipe his mouth. After a moment’s observation, he suddenly gestured for Target 2 to be careful.
The two of them stood in front of the neighboring stall. On a silent count of three, Target 1 kicked the stall door open.

Looking at the two men in suits who were lying on the ground, Targets 1 and 2 were stumped.

Turning the men up so that their faces were clear, Targets 1 and 2 looked at each other and shook their heads.

They had no impression of these two at all.

Thinking quickly, Target 1 decided, “Let’s go. We can’t stay here.”

They had come to catch an arms smuggler.

In the end, they were knocked out while trying to catch him. Now, the man was gone, and there were two unconscious men in suits in the stall.
There was something strange about this.

The two men in black suits were probably props to cop the blame.

Experience told them that the more deeply involved they got in this sort of strange affair, the faster they would die.

The best choice was to leave immediately and pretend that nothing had happened.