Super Detective in the Fictional World

d the blood giant turned golden.
The golden light on the shield also faded.

Luke frowned and spent another 5,000 credit points.

The blood giant’s stopped struggling altogether and shattered into pieces.

Luke couldn’t help but curse inwardly.
There was no d*mn system notification.
This blood giant wasn’t Shredder.

This guy really had tricks, to be able to survive this long.

Now, Luke could only rejoice that this was Tokyo.

If this was New York, Batman wouldn’t be able to avoid criticism even if he came back to life to deal with this.

Too many people had died, and it was taking too long to deal with Shredder – his reputation would take a beating.

Once your reputation was tarnished, you would cop the blame no matter how much you did.

Fortunately, Luke had remained invisible during this battle.
At the very least, nobody would know that he was the one taking action.

So, the subsequent losses had nothing to do with him or the Bat Squad.

In any case, Big Dipper wasn’t greedy for fame or fortune.
He liked to do good deeds on the down low; he didn’t have to shoulder this responsibility.

Thinking that, he sent a message to Ivan and told him what was going on.
He specifically said, “Don’t reveal yourself, and stay under the radar the entire time.
Also, don’t hook up with any female reporters in Tokyo.”

“Don’t worry; if they won’t pay me, I won’t be so enthusiastic.”

Luke choked and was unable to retort.

He could only rise up silently and observe the activity below.

Nights in Tokyo weren’t dark.

The sky was a dark orange thanks to countless neon lights.

At that moment, Luke smelled a strong stench of blood.

Death would hold sway on this night.

Even Luke couldn’t stop it.

…

The police department was in a mess.

Calls had already come in earlier, and it was all a bunch of strange things.

If it was just one or two calls, it could just be a nutjob who had buckled under the pressures of city life.

But dozens of calls had come in, and all of them from the vicinity of the No.3 Shibuya expressway.
It didn’t seem like a joke.

What was even more terrifying was that the personnel in charge of Internet surveillance had received some footage and information, courtesy of Luke hacking into the system, with important explanations and warnings about the poison and the monster.

A moment later, the news reached the Superintendent of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but there was nothing the police could do.

This wasn’t something that a few shift workers could handle.

Any wrong order they gave would only lead to worse consequences.

They could only tell the Internet surveillance team to keep an eye on the situation and report in at all times.
At the same time, the police helicopters were ready to take off to investigate Shibuya.

Have the patrol officers drive over? Don’t be ridiculous.

The Metropolitan Police Department wasn’t NYPD.
Most of the officers only had an ordinary baton and spray.

To make these officers go and face that poisonous monster swallowing people alive was like saying that the police department had so much money it wanted to hand out life compensation on a wide scale.

…

In Shibuya, Luke’s expression was cold.

In one short minute, he had found traces of Shredder swallowing people in two locations, but it was useless.

This guy was the epitome of a guerrilla fighter – after one hit, he ran, and never lingered in one place.

The ability to turn into blood allowed him to flee through various pipelines.

Luke didn’t have any good solutions either, and decisively activated his most useful skill — “call for help.”

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