Super Detective in the Fictional World

Crack!

There was the faint but terrifying sound of a crack.

The nerds looked away from the sunroof and turned around, only to see familiar cracks on the long table.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The chain reaction started and ended in less than five seconds. The long table and the numerous figurines and mementos on it turned into dregs and collapsed into a huge pile of powder.

The nerds: "…Ahhhh~~"

Only Shower and Lawser silently retreated to the side.

Shower's husbands and the Black Widow bolster were ten meters away, where they had been chatting, so they were lucky enough to avoid this disaster.

First, Lawser had lost his 'wives,' then he had lost the legs on his 'wife' bolster. Then, he lost his good 'girl' friend. Lawser hugged the half-bolster tightly. At the very least, I still have you.

It was wrong to build your happiness on someone else's pain, but knowing that someone else was in even more pain than you could be considered a 'reverse healing.'

Seeing his comrades, who had been in high spirits just a moment ago, look like they had lost their parents, Lawser felt that his pain was suddenly healed… by 50%?

As the only winner tonight, Shower silently stuffed her husbands into her bag.

The world was hard. It was best not to provoke these unlucky b*stards who had lost their 'wives.'

…

Luke had no idea how unlucky those nerds were. He simply rushed to his last target — Master Wayne's cargo plane.

More than 20 supervillains had already been stuffed into this plane, some more interesting than the others.

Since the laborer had shown his face in front of a whole bunch of people tonight, he may as well make use of this and steal a bit from Master Wayne.

He wouldn't need to use this alias again after that.

If Master Wayne wanted to investigate, he could. In any case, it would have nothing to do with Luke.

Taking out the Freeze Gun and its accessories, Luke studied them for a moment before he suddenly jumped onto a flat rooftop.

He fired at the plane on the opposite rooftop.

The plane's engine was hit, and the plane couldn't remain stable anymore.

Luke threw the gun back into his inventory and landed heavily near the open back door of the plane.

He turned around and darted into the plane.

More than 20 supervillains had been turned into wooden statues by the restraining device which Master Wayne had developed. Apart from being able to move their eyes, they were helpless.

They perked up at this sudden activity.

They had suffered too much tonight.

Most of them didn't even have half an hour to feel good before they were beaten up by Batman and dragged into the plane.

It was as if Master Wayne was a janitor, and the fighter plane was for cleaning up the mess, while the villains were trash that wasn't worth mentioning.

What made them even angrier was that Batman was inhumanly strong tonight. He could really take them down with one punch.

Now that something unexpected had happened, they might be able to escape.

Who the hell wanted to go back to Arkham? It wasn't fun at all.

Luke darted inside and instantly locked onto the targets he was interested in. He stabbed them in the necks with Sick Stick version 9.0.

Of course, he wouldn't use Sick Stick's diarrhea mode here, but the simplest 'instant dizziness' mode.

Then, he bundled the targets into the hibernation bags which Mindy jokingly called 'body bags,' before he carried them out.

Victor, who was in the pilot's seat, was about to come over, when his head suddenly buzzed. The readings showed that he had been attacked by some sort of subsonic weapon, and he lost control of most of his body. He could only watch Luke leave with three big black bags.

"Flash!" He struggled and called for backup.

A tiny electric streak flew over from a distance and instantly reached the back of the plane, coming face to face with Luke.

Barry was too busy tonight to say anything witty. He simply pushed at Luke's left arm, which was wrapped around the bags.

But just as he was about to touch Luke's left arm, he suddenly felt his feet go numb and his body freeze.

Barry looked at his feet in surprise, only to see that the Sick Stick which the other person had been holding in his right hand was touching the ground, and there were electric sparks.

After putting him through a lot of tests, Luke was very familiar with Barry's speed. He could even estimate the increase in his speed under normal circumstances.

Barry definitely wasn't as fast as electricity right now. When he ran into a certain someone who knew his habits like the back of his hand, he naturally collapsed.

He could only watch Luke jump off the roof and disappear.

Five seconds later, Barry finally recovered. He dashed to the edge of the roof, but couldn't see Luke's 'laborer' alias.

Behind him, Victor had basically returned to normal. He warned Barry not to run around.

Master Wayne also learned of the situation. Hearing that only three people had been taken away, he arranged for the two people to return to the base first and throw the 'trophies' from the plane into a more secure 'holding cell' before they returned.

It was impossible to go after that person.

Compared with the three people who had been rescued, the remaining villains in the city were more important, even if the Joker had been among the three.

If Master Wayne could defeat the Joker this time, he could do it again next time.

This wasn't arrogance, but the confidence which Batman had to have.

Without this iron confidence, he would've died long ago.

A few minutes later, the Dark Knight's fighter plane finally arrived and joined the cleanup operation.

At that moment, the remaining villains had already started to run or go crazy.

But with the addition of Luke, half of the Justice League was now working together to clean up the place. No supervillain could last a minute.

Those who were weaker couldn't even last a second before they were taken down.

In the end, Master Wayne stood on a signal tower on top of a building in the city center, panting slightly as he looked down at the crowd that was gradually retreating.

After a long while, he said, "You came at the right time."

Luke, who was standing on the other side of the tower, was very calm. "Sorry, I didn't expect something like this to happen here."

Master Wayne's lips twitched. Are you accusing me of not looking after those villains?

He was silent for a long while before he continued, "Do you know the laborer, or the Stick Man?"

Luke resolutely denied it. "I didn't know this person existed until tonight."

Because he's an alias I just made up tonight, so that's the truth, he added inwardly.

Master Wayne fell silent again.

After a long while, he snorted. "Be careful. I'll be keeping an eye on you." With that, his cape unfurled and he glided away.

Crossing his arms, Luke stood alone on the tower. His cape fluttered in the night, and he looked like many thoughts were running through his head.

After a long while, he chuckled. "How petty. You're still unhappy after catching so many."

All I did was steal your Joker. You even specially came to give me a warning. It wasn't like the Joker would have left a message for Master Wayne, since Luke hadn't even given him that chance.

In fact, Master Wayne had already taken a step back.

He had left because he had given up on demanding an explanation tonight.

Master Wayne wouldn't be able to press Luke anymore after tonight; even the other people in the league wouldn't support him.

Both Master Wayne and Luke were well aware of this.

In the end, he said that he would be keeping an eye on Luke, which probably meant, "It's just this once. Don't try to fool me again."

What could Luke say? Naturally, he accepted happily.

His bottom line was that he wouldn't fight Master Wayne head-on. Now that the other party had let things go so easily, it couldn't be any better.