Super Detective in the Fictional World

p>Once the scolding was over, the fatty stared lifelessly at Luke.
His lips moved as he said, “Good, very fast, fast knife…”

Thump! Bang!

He fell to his knees with a heavy thump, and he collapsed again.
Dark red blood flowed out from under him and stained the ground.

Luke chuckled and slashed at the metal stake that was stuck in the pig carcass next to him.

With a slash of his knife, the stake came loose.

Clang! Puchi!

The metal stake flew out and stabbed into the head of the fatty who was lying on the ground.

Perfect!

This fatty was called the Butcher, and was one of the elite assassins.

If there was one thing he had in common with Luke’s Ghost Butcher alias, it was the countless number of people he had killed.

Luke just killed bad guys to earn credit.
This guy didn’t just kill for money, he also liked to kill the innocent.

The Butcher was a psycho who liked to hang out in the slaughter room, so he hadn’t participated in the battle just now.

But this guy was already on Luke’s blacklist, and couldn’t be allowed to live.

The 1,800 experience and credit points were enough to prove that this guy’s hands were bloody and he deserved to die.

After killing the lunatic, Luke wandered around the textile factory and threw anything that he was interested in into his inventory.

He then returned to where the half-dead Sloan was, and brought him into the slaughter room.

Finding a hook, Luke hung the old man up and said, “Tell me everything about the patron behind you.”

Sloan’s eyes flickered.
“I don’t know… ah~”

Before he finished, he gave a blood-curdling scream.

Luke’s military knife brushed past him lightly, and a piece of black flesh fell to the ground.
“It’s fine.
There’s still plenty of places that can be cut.
Also, this immortal body of yours is very awesome.
I don’t have to worry about you dying.”

He was certain that the old man still wanted to live, and was looking for a chance to escape; he didn’t want to die.

Otherwise, once this unusual immortal state was removed, Sloan would definitely die very quickly.

Luke shook his head.
Perhaps not that quickly.
Some people who were cut at the waist could live for a long time.

But Sloan’s lips were firmly sealed, and his strange body didn’t feel any pain; he didn’t even need to breathe.
Using an inducer on him was basically useless.

Only Elementary Annihilation could cause the guy intense pain.

Luke cut off a huge pile of flesh, like he was slicing beef, before he was able to extract a lot of intelligence.

Even so, this old man was very dishonest.

He lied again and again when asked about the ingredients for the medicinal bath, but he didn’t know that Luke had already investigated everything.

Apart from the specific location of the medicinal bath’s main ingredient, Luke knew everything else.

Even if Sloan was stubborn and killed himself, it didn’t affect Luke much.

Luke naturally didn’t scruple to slice off more flesh, making them so thin they were almost transparent.
Only then did he finally obtain information on the main raw ingredient.

It was an extract from a strange flower in the depths of the Amazon jungle, which in some primitive tribes was called Blood Orchid.

Sloan had set up a secret plantation of his own there, and nobody in the Fraternity knew about it.

After hearing about the Blood Orchid extract, Luke was intrigued.
He took out a small syringe from his pocket.
“Is this it?”

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