Super Detective in the Fictional World

tles and their master and Angel would stay on the newly renovated second floor of the underground base for the time being.

Everyone had their own living space, and wouldn’t disturb each other unless they wanted to talk in private.

At the same time, Frank called the security guards and gave them five days off.

The four security guards were surprised that Mr.
Hammersmith, who had a cold face and an even colder heart, would give them so much leave.
However, this man had already amply demonstrated his decisive nature after several minor incidents.

Without asking any further questions, they happily started their leave.

Without needing to worry about the security guards, the superheroes didn’t need to be as cautious with a lot of things in the Bat Cave.

The people who had assembled listened as Frank laid out how they were to work together and then performed some tactical drills.

This training took place in the inner room on the surface in the factory.

Most of the materials here had already been used up.

Some of the equipment had been stored in the Bat Cave, and some of the finished products were in Luke’s inventory.

A factory that was more than a thousand square meters in size actually wasn’t big enough for everybody to move around.

It was even more impossible for them to wear their suits here, and they could only wear ordinary clothes.

However, the little turtles and their master still wore combat uniforms and covered up their builds, determined not to show their faces.
Even the turtle shells under their uniforms were explained away by Luke as weight training tools.

In the face of such nonsense, everybody pretended not to notice.
Whether they believed it or not was up to them.

This sort of non-armor training was only for cultivating familiarity and teamwork with each other.

With more familiarity and rapport, everyone would be more resolute in following orders in battle and wouldn’t easily hesitate or pull back and make a mistake.

The sparring sessions, both bare-handed and with weapons, were more well-received than Luke had expected.

Except for Damon, who was less interested, everybody else was excited, even Ivan, the weakest of the lot.

In his words, while he wasn’t good at this sort of fighting, it didn’t stop him from observing and experiencing it for himself so that he would be able to deal with similar opponents in the future.

Ivan looked at Luke, who was wearing the face of Big Ben.

Clearly, this person, who had been trounced twice by Batman, still had some ambition.

But Luke then took Angel down easily with his bare hands.

In a sparring session with weapons, Luke took on the four little turtles on his own with just two metal rods.

Luke never fell into a disadvantage even in a 1v4.
If Ivan went one on one with him, he would definitely be crushed.

It was as if the small spark in Ivan’s heart was doused.

These combat skills were beyond his imagination.

Unless he used a large-scale weapon, like a missile, he really couldn’t think of any countermeasures.

Also, if he could use that sort of weapon, naturally, so could Batman.

The bat darts were very famous, but not for one second did Ivan believe that these lousy metal discs were Batman’s strongest weapon.

It was just like how Batman was superb at using batons, but he had never used them outside.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t, but that it was unnecessary.

If Batman really didn’t have any technology, where did his armor come from?

If Ivan really courted death, he didn’t think that Batman would rather die than use a high-end weapon to deal with him.

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