Super Detective in the Fictional World

The bodyguards were in too much of a rush and couldn’t even stop in time. They had never expected an ambush to be waiting for them here either.

After all seven bullets of the Desert Eagle were fired, five people were sprawled all over the stairs.

Luke quickly reloaded the gun and kept it pointed at the stairs.

He suddenly heard a clinking sound, before a round object flew at him from the corner of the stairs.

Luke had excellent eyesight, and his dynamic vision was strengthened thanks to his 20 points of dexterity.

Thus, the moment that object appeared, he clearly saw that it was a grenade.

At that discovery, he retreated and dove into a room. Behind him, there was a rumble and the burst of a shock wave which extended into the room.

Luke didn’t stop once he was inside the room. He ran to the window and jumped out, instantly reaching the first floor.

There, he walked along the wall before finding a new drainpipe and climbing up again.

He returned to the third floor.

This time, he didn’t have to bother hiding himself. He rushed directly into Diego’s deluxe room.

Inside the room were two big guys armed with submachine guns and a young Latino who was staring at Diego’s body in anger and muttering under his breath non-stop.

The two big guys immediately raised their guns and opened fire when they saw someone enter.

Luke cursed inwardly at them for leaving two gunmen here, each of whom was equipped with a submachine gun that worked very well in close range combat.

Fortunately, Luke was fast enough. The instant he saw them, he jumped and hid behind a pillar. The pillar was immediately hit by numerous bullets, sending cement powder flying everywhere.

He rapped the floor and discovered that it was in fact some sort of wood which for some reason was as sleek and glossy as marble. Beside the pillar were a few plants growing in flower pots.

Luke listened to the gunshots and calculated the remaining bullets the other side had. He slowly lay on the floor and bent his knees as he placed both his feet on the pillar.

Then, he pushed with his legs, and sent himself sliding across the floor.

The moment he started to slide over the floor, his Desert Eagle was already aimed at the two bodyguards.

The instant they appeared in his line of sight, he opened fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He unloaded the entire magazine on them before tossing the Desert Eagle away. He only had two extra magazines for this gun and no extra bullets.

Once again, he drew his M1911 from his waist as he hid behind another pillar and peeked outside with his glasses.

He was overjoyed to find that he had hit both bodyguards.

The destructive prowess of the Desert Eagle caused one of them to howl in pain endlessly while the other could only twitch on the floor.

Luke jumped out and fired two more shots, hitting both bodyguards in the heads. Instantly, they became still.

Finally, he aimed his gun at the young man who had been standing there in fear and shock all along.

The young man trembled and knelt down. “No, don’t kill me! I can pay! I can pay a lot of money!”

Luke gazed at him indifferently before sneering coldly.Read more chapter on AllNovel

Bang!

He fired right into the young man’s skull.

The young man, Alessandro, collapsed on the ground with a vacant expression, his hand which had been holding a Colt dropping to the side.

Staring at the young man’s body, Luke thought to himself, “Don’t think that I don’t know anything about you.”

This young man was Alessandro Carlos, the other younger brother of Diego. Luke could afford to spare anyone except Alessandro, who was Diego’s direct kin.

If direct kin took over the family after Diego’s death, the new leader would exert his dominance by sending a new group over to mess with Robert’s family.

Luke then took out the Glock from his bag and emptied the magazine into Alessandro, creating more than ten new bullet holes in the body before dropping the Glock next to it.

He was doing this to mislead investigators as to the number of assailants involved, and also intentionally making it look like a gang war instead.

Staring at the pile of cash and drugs on the table, Luke pondered for a bit before taking a wad of cash and stuffing it into his bag.

Then, he picked up one of the submachine guns lying on the ground. He also searched the two bodyguards for more bullets.

One of them had four new magazines, while the other had five.

Luke shoved the magazines into his bag. As for the submachine gun magazines, he stuffed them into his waistband. With the MP5 raised, he rushed out the door.

After making sure the corridor was empty, Luke walked toward the surveillance camera, jumped, and smashed it apart.

He then headed for the stairs again.

Listening to the shouting downstairs, Luke decided not to go down the stairs.

He went back to the deluxe room and left through the window. Slowly, he climbed his way down until he reached the club’s front entrance.

There, guests were running out of the club in an endless flow.

They were all panicked but also confused, some clutching thick wads of cash as they ran. Some of the women were even naked.

The grenade explosion earlier had scared even these people who were still high on drugs.

They had also heard the gunshots when Luke had fired at the bodyguards on the stairs. Thus, they understood that something must have happened, and everyone started fleeing in a chaotic mess.

After all, gang wars were very common in Mexico. In fact, dozens of AKs shooting at each other was a common occurrence. These people had no intention of getting caught in the middle of a gang war.

When Luke got to the front door, he saw the two bouncers who had accepted his cash earlier trying their best to stop the fleeing guests.

Luke was rendered speechless when he saw this. Were they stupid? A war had broken out inside the club. What was the point of stopping these customers?

Anything the customers bought in the club, they had to pay for upfront. Therefore, there was no reason to worry that the customers would run before paying.

Luke didn’t hesitate. He drew his M1911 and fired four bullets, killing both the bouncers.

The scene at the front door sank into a temporary silence, followed by screeches as the crowd continued to flee in all directions.

Although running in a disorderly stampede was in fact even more dangerous, this was the normal instinctual reaction of human beings; they would flee when they encountered danger.

Once again, Luke changed the magazine before stuffing the gun back into the holster. He then climbed up to the second floor and carefully headed back down to the first floor via the security room.

When he entered the security room again, he opened the door and found the two women still unconscious on the bed.

Next, he headed down the corridor and stopped at the door next to the bathroom before peeking outside with his glasses. The area around the door was empty, but there were over 20 people near the exit.

These people weren’t stupid enough to crowd together. Rather, they were scattered all around the exit.

Luke adjusted his breathing before he raised his MP5. Crouched on the ground, he pushed at the door with the MP5.