Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 916

“Tell me, who sent you after me?” the man behind the bearded man continued.

After a brief silence, the bearded man felt a slight pain in his neck, and then a thin stream of blood flowed down.

“It’s a revenge order. Someone offered a huge bounty to kill the murderer of D’Amico and his son,” the bearded man said decisively.

“Oh, I see.”

Duang!

The blow to the back of his head caused the bearded man’s eyes to roll back, and he collapsed.

Luke grabbed his neck and then stuffed him into the car. He then got into the driver’s seat and left.

“Beast, you and Hellhound go back first. Be careful, someone has put a bounty on us,” he said over the comms.

Selina simply replied, “Got it.”

Forty minutes later, Luke was sitting on the couch in the living room.

While eating cream cake, Selina asked, “What happened to that guy?”

Luke said, “He’s just a local, ordinary professional hitman nicknamed Blue Eyes. He got the news that there’s a ten million bounty on our heads. He was hiding there today especially to see if we would show up.”

“He’s so lucky.” Selina nodded and asked, “Where did the bounty come from?”

Luke pointed at her. “Black Cat!”

He then pointed at himself. “Smiley Face!”

He moved his finger to point at the law firm diagonally opposite him. “Daredevil!”

Finally, he pointed at New Jersey in the northwest. “A 2 million bounty each for Big Daddy and Hit-Girl.”

Selina exclaimed, “Are they trying to catch us all in one go? Is this money from Kingpin?”

Luke shrugged. “According to the hitman, this is a revenge order which D’Amico set up early on at the Continental Hotel. Originally, it was only 4 million dollars, but this morning, D’Amico’s wife suddenly increased it by another 6 million dollars.”

Selina tilted her head and thought for a moment. “Then is all this because of Daredevil?”

Luke shrugged. “If it wasn’t for him, we wouldn’t have clashed with Kingpin so quickly. He didn’t do anything wrong.”

Selina asked, “Does D’Amico’s wife love her husband and son that much?”

Luke chuckled. “Let’s see how many ambushes this rich lady will cause us in the next two days.”

Selina immediately understood. “Are you saying that D’Amico’s wife is a trap?”

Luke shrugged. “I can’t rule out the possibility that D’Amico’s wife is willing to offer an extra 6 million dollars for the people who murdered her husband and son, but Black Cat and Daredevil never showed up at D’Amico’s nest. How would she know to put a bounty on the two of them? Also, she could have quietly topped up the money, but she made such a high-profile declaration; does she want to be buried with her husband and son?”

Selina nodded in agreement.

After chatting, they got to work.

A bounty? Luke really had to thank Kingpin.

System: Eliminate the drug distribution point. Mission accomplished.

Total experience: 2,000. Total credit: 2,000.

Contribution rate: 100%. EXP +2,000. Credit +2,000.

System: Kill professional hitman Blue Eyes. Mission accomplished.

EXP +400. Credit +400.

Host’s experience has reached 100,000, and character has leveled up to level 16.

Extra stat points: 6

Host’s experience: 200 / 300,000

Credit: 77,900

With a thought, he clicked on his character panel, and his Mental Strength went from 35 to 37. Luke was in a good mood.

His Mental Strength was finally going to break through the 40 mark.

Looking at the effects of 40 Strength, the effects of 40 Mental Strength wouldn’t be bad either.

He had accumulated enough experience to level up in a short period of time thanks to the number of people Kingpin had.

He had already hit close to ten nests, but there were still a lot of names on his blacklist of Kingpin’s forces and allies.

Even if most of them were in hiding, they would come out again eventually.

Thus, these experience and credit points would be his sooner or later.

He cheerfully continued modifying the black Chevrolet SUV.

His Mental Strength was about to reach a new level, and the new car was almost ready. This was really a double blessing.

…

The next day, Luke and Selina got into the new car.

Selina stretched in the passenger seat and sighed in satisfaction. “This car is so comfortable. I can finally straighten my legs.”

Luke said with a smile, “Familiarize yourself with how to use it. You have a control panel there.” He then drove the car out of the house.

Selina pulled out a control panel from where the glove box used to be.

There were many new buttons in the car that could be activated with one push.

Switching to fake license plates, electronic radio silence, external surveillance, drone control, electric shocks, smoke grenades, and partial car transformations were all possible.

Only Luke and Selina could operate the control panel.

Fine, so could Gold Nugget.

This dog had some talent in electronics, which was completely different from its sh*tty math skills.

Gold Nugget also whined in the backseat, pleased.

Any criminals they arrested would no longer sit in the second row.

The third row even further back was now reserved for the criminals; it was guaranteed to be “comfortably” narrower so that the prisoner could fully enjoy the “premium” treatment of being stuffed inside.

They sacrificed the space in the third row to make the first two rows more spacious.

Gold Nugget no longer needed to use its paws or the back of the chair to hold the tablet in place. It simply plugged the tablet into the LCD screen in front of it and could lie down to watch its drama series.

Next to it was a long hidden freezer that could hold even more food and drinks.

The two seats in the second row could be lowered 150 degrees to sleep on.

That was for Selina.

With the front seats, more consideration had to be given to safety. The seats couldn’t be lowered like this, but the second row could act as a temporary bed for her.

At the same time, this new car was equipped with a minor A.I. system that could be remotely controlled.

In the future, even if the two of them needed to leave the car at the same time, they could get the car to follow them.

Generally speaking, this car was similar to 007’s car, except that it didn’t have any missiles. Its main function was to provide logistical support.

Selina and the dog head in the second row were very happy with this upgraded car.

With a new car, working cases in the future would be a lot more comfortable.

When they arrived at the Detective Bureau, they saw Dustin admonishing a bunch of detectives in the conference room.

Luke and Selina went in. Dustin paused slightly, but didn’t address them.

After they sat down, Dustin continued, “The higher-ups aren’t happy with our progress. We haven’t caught any big fish yet. Do you think you deserve your pay? Are you waiting for those vigilantes to kill them before you collect their bodies?”

The meeting room was silent. None of the detectives said anything.