Super Detective in the Fictional World

t he would do the same thing.

This was undoubtedly fair and also interesting.

After all, this wasn’t an official match.
Although neither of them wanted to lose, they didn’t necessarily have to win.

The important thing was that they could compare notes.

In the next minute, Misty watched the entire process once more.

Except for the fact that they had switched offense and defense, everything was the same.

She realized that Luke and Steve were very similar in their offense and defense.

They were tough, fierce, accurate, stable, and efficient.
They didn’t make any redundant movements, and only made the most fitting decisions.

Although there was some difference in their exact techniques, the results were basically the same.

Were these two… taught by the same combat teacher? Misty was at a loss.
But what teacher could produce two world-class students at once?

She herself wasn’t very strong, but she liked to follow boxing and wrestling competitions.

So, she could tell that they were far better than ordinary people.

Two experts of this level had suddenly appeared.

One was her young colleague, and the other was a handsome young man who trained on his own in an old gym.
It was truly unbelievable.

A minute later, Steve stopped.

He raised his hands slightly to indicate a stop.
Panting slightly, he said, “Kid, you’re pretty good at boxing.
Who taught you?”

Pondering for a moment, Luke replied, “I picked up some tricks in self-training, that’s all.”

Steve: “…”

Misty: “…”

In the ring, Luke said in a low voice to Steve, “You were in the army, right?”

Steve was stunned.
“Mm, I was a soldier for a few years.
How can you tell?”

Luke said, “My foster father is also a veteran.
He served for almost ten years before retiring.”

Steve nodded knowingly.

Luke said, “I’m a detective from NYPD.
Misty is my colleague.
She’s run into some problems, and I thought you might be able to help her.”

Steve glanced at Misty, who was sitting on a stool nearby.
“I’m not a psychiatrist.”

Luke chuckled.
“But you can definitely win the trust of your comrades, and you have firm resolve.”

Steve stared at him again.

Luke shrugged.
“I’ve been a detective for over two years.
I have a keen eye.”

Steve asked casually, “Oh? What department?”

Luke said, “HQ, Detective Bureau.”

Steve raised an eyebrow.
“It seems you’re quite capable.”

From their brief exchange just now, he could tell that not only did Misty trust Luke, Luke was also the leader.

This wasn’t something that could be achieved with just looks.

Steve looked at Misty.
“What happened to her?”

Luke said, “I’ll give her a heads-up.
It’s up to her to decide if she wants to say anything or not.”

Steve didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Why do you make it sound like I owe you?”

Luke shrugged.
“I helped you work some muscles just now.
You’ll be paying me back if you can help.
How about that?”

Steve: “…Fine.”

He had to admit that the two minutes he spent fighting Luke had been the most enjoyable match he had fought since waking up.

Fighting bad guys or aliens might be satisfying, but that was a battle.

It was impossible that the other party would fight him head-on.
Instead, they would bully him with their advantage in numbers and firepower, which wasn’t fun.

Luke said something to Misty, then led her to Steve..
“She’s all yours, Steve.”

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