[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-super-detective-in-the-fictional-world":3,"chapter-super-detective-in-the-fictional-world-super-detective-in-the-fictional-world-chapter-494":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Super Detective in the Fictional World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1482462,1930,"Chapter 494 - The Local Gangs Really Have No Manners","super-detective-in-the-fictional-world-chapter-494",494,"\u003Cp>There were people everywhere on the roads in the slum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men and women of different ages were dressed shabbily, their slippers, shorts and singlets reminding Luke of China many years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were sitting on all sorts of things too, like stools, plastic chairs, wooden benches and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of them were chatting, some were drinking, some were eating, and some were doing house chores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also plenty of kids who gathered to play together, and the most common toy here was the soccer ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if only a tiny piece of flat land was available, several kids could still have a great time playing with the ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kingdom of soccer! Luke sighed as he continued on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truth be told, this place wasn’t any from the dirty and messy slums in Los Angeles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were always people living under overpasses in Los Angeles, in shacks which they made out of plastic sheets. A lot of people slept on the roadside in the prosperous districts too. Here, at least, people still had a roof over their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever there was no money, there were slums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke soon walked into a winding alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This alley was only one meter wide, and only two people would be able to walk through at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meandered through the houses whose walls were very close to each other, which made the alley feel even narrower and more suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking dozens of meters down the alley, heads started to poke out stealthily from windows up ahead and behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up ahead, a handful of young men appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had unruly appearances and their clothes were unkempt. Their leader was even bare to the waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But almost all of them were holding guns, and several people a little further away on the rooftops were even holding rifles. None of them said anything. They simply surrounded Luke silently, as if waiting for him to speak first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke grinned. “I’m looking for someone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-naked young man eyed him. “We’re not the police.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke smiled even wider. “No, that’s why I came to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man looked at him suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke had already disguised himself with sunglasses and a beard, which made him look more mature, but he still had a distinctive vibe about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a smile, Luke slowly took out a wad of cash from his backpack and tossed it over. “This is my advance payment. It’s yours whether or not you can help me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people around him couldn’t see anything but the cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people here were far more sensitive about cash than regular people. When they got a good look at the denomination, they couldn’t help but swallow — those were USD one-hundred-dollar bills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the entire wad was in the same denomination, that was more than ten grand. For these people, it was definitely a huge amount of money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man subconsciously picked up the cash and quickly thumbed through it; he confirmed that they weren’t fake, and that they were all one-hundred-dollar bills. He grew suspicious. “Wait a minute.” He walked into a house nearby with the wad of cash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke wasn’t worried. He fished out a chocolate and cream lollipop from his knapsack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unhurriedly tore off the wrapper and put the lollipop into his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so calm and collected that everybody who was glaring at him felt weird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who could be so unperturbed when surrounded by dozens of shooters was either crazy or confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke sensed someone watching him; it was a teenager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teenager, who couldn’t be older than fifteen and was basically still a kid, was licking his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke grinned. “Do you want one too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teenager subconsciously nodded, but instantly realized that wasn’t right, and quickly shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke chuckled and took out another lollipop from his knapsack which he tossed to the boy. “Why are you so shy? Can’t a man eat candy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This big boy couldn’t help catching the lollipop that had been thrown to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people with weird expressions around them had nothing to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy was calmly eating candy while surrounded by guns. Who would dare say he wasn’t a man?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But of course, whether this manly guy would die later, and how miserably, was another matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than five minutes later, the half-naked young man appeared on another roof and gestured to his fellows. “Bring him up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did the surrounding people quietly disappear into the nearby houses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only two young men were left aiming their guns at Luke. One led the way, and the other grabbed Luke’s knapsack and indicated for him to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke wasn’t really bothered. With his hands in his pockets, he followed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing except some food and candy in the kapsack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had put everything else in his inventory before he came here. The knapsack was just a prop and a feint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These guys had just taken the knapsack and didn’t search him since he was wearing a close-fitting tank top under a thin, long-sleeved shirt and a pair of light, close-fitting exercise pants. Even a knife under these clothes would be easy to spot, to say nothing of a gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a few turns in the alley, they entered a very narrow yard and climbed a flight of small, steep stairs. Luke then found himself on a terrace with a shed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still a very plain environment, but there was beer, food, and a cool sea breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for the unpleasant smell and the lack of girls and sand, this place could almost be cozy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man with all kinds of tattoos on his body was sitting in a beach chair. Behind him were two brawny men holding rifles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-naked young man who had told Luke to come, as well as the other two who had escorted him here, stood behind Luke, also with their guns in their hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you want?” the tattooed man asked with no trace of politeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke said, “I want to ask about someone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tattooed man asked, “Who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke took out a photo from his pocket and tossed it casually onto the table in front of the man. “Lisa Feng, a Mexican doctor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tattooed man raised an eyebrow. He picked up the photo and narrowed his eyes. “Never seen her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke hummed and said, “Then thank you for your time. Goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tattooed man raised his hand, and the guys around him pointed their guns at Luke. “You don’t seem to know where you are, or who I am!” The man stood up with an M1911 in his hand. “Now, hand over your money, your credit cards, and their passwords.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke raised an eyebrow. “Is this… a robbery?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man grinned sardonically. “No, this is teaching you a lesson on how to survive in Rio.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke tilted his head as if in thought. “Does that mean that you won’t kill me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged didn’t reply. He simply made a gesture, and the two young men behind him stepped forward to grab his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luke sighed. “You made easy money, yet you still want to rob me. The local gangs really have no manners!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying that, he stepped toward the tattooed man several meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>",1218,"2026-06-06T03:35:48.056Z",1,"novelbin.me","70a59fefc6589d98c38e62d88b717286f6143598dcd4c5c01371bcc9fc7ccac6","super-detective-in-the-fictional-world-chapter-495","super-detective-in-the-fictional-world-chapter-493",2233,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsuper-detective-in-the-fictional-world-cover.jpg"]