Super Detective in the Fictional World

til quite a while later.
He heaved a sigh.
“Why doesn’t even pissing make me feel a little better?” Gloomy and frustrated, he even forgot to flush the toilet.

Right at that moment, there was a deafening noise from outside the building, which gave him quite a shock.

Before he realized what was going on, the toilet suddenly soared straight up to the ceiling.

It was followed by a magnificent fountain of yellow and brown fluid which sprayed the bathroom like a rain of gold.
The old man, who had turned from white to “yellow,” was stupefied.
It wasn’t until a long while later that he cursed out loud.
“Holy sh*t!!!”

Outside the door, an old man asked, “Mr.
Weyland, are you alright?”

The white old man had already started to retch when he opened the door of the bathroom.
“Mr.
Takagi, please call… Ergh!”

The moment he spoke, he felt the rain of gold on his face drip into his mouth.
He instantly threw up.

In the living room, Takagi had just taken a few steps from the window to the bathroom.

But when the bathroom door opened, a horrible stench drifted out, followed by a man who was drenched in wet excrement.

Using the iron will that he had cultivated after all these years, Mr.
Takagi restrained himself, and after listening to what the man had to say, he moved quickly to the door and did his very best to maintain his customary solemn tone.
“Very well, Mr.
Weyland, please wait a moment.
I’ll summon your assistant.”

He opened the door and walked out after he said that.

After he fetched the man’s bodyguards and assistant, he finally gagged and murmured, “Damn it! Why does he smell so bad? Did he fall into the toilet?”

As he gagged, he suddenly saw someone passing by.

Stunned, Takagi subconsciously called out to the person.
“Detective Luke?”

The person who had just passed by suddenly paused and took two steps back before he turned his head.

Seeing Takagi, he took off his sunglasses and his mask and put on his peaked cap.
“Mr.
Takagi, why are you here?”

Looking at Luke’s movements, Takagi felt that something was off.
“I’m here with a client.
Excuse me, but could you tell me what’s going on out there?”

Without much hesitation, Luke briefly told Takagi about the explosions just now and the possibility of an extremist attack.

Why was Takagi so nice to him, and why did he send gifts to Luke at every holiday? Precisely for moments like this.

After informing him of the situation in a few sentences, Luke said in a low voice, “Mr.
Takagi, no clients are as important as your own safety.
I’m not sure if those people have accomplices.
If possible, you should go to the underground parking lot with your bodyguards and leave immediately… Forget it, I’ll walk you out, or you may be interrogated by the police officers for a long time.”

Solemnly, Takagi bowed and thanked him.
“Thank you for the warning, Detective Luke.
I’ll ask Mr.
Weyland to leave with me.”

Luke was stunned.
“Mr.
Weyland? From that telecommunications and robotics company?” Takagi said, “Yes, Mr.
Charles Weyland is Weyland Corporation’s chairman of the board.
He’s the client with me today.”

Luke gestured to Takagi, who was smart enough to quickly get it.
He instantly drew closer to Luke.

Then, Luke said to him in an extremely low voice, “The extremists who launched an attack just now took Weyland Corporation’s bus here, and they entered the building as employees of the company.
Mr.
Takagi, are you sure you want to wait for this chairman of the board?”

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