Super Detective in the Fictional World

ntity and returned to the city.
He sat in one corner of a diner close to USC and ordered.

200 meters away was where the fight had taken place last night.

At that moment, the wounded and the bodies inside had already been taken out, but there was still yellow tape up in some places.
Some people in FBI vests went in and out, and there was a patrol car and two patrol officers on standby outside.

Luke took a sip of his coffee and smiled.
How interesting.
They were actually using an official identity to clean up the mess.
Were they that confident that a poor scumbag like Wade couldn’t do anything to them?

He sighed inwardly.
Poor people had no future in America, even if they had superpowers.

If these people were dealing with a certain tycoon, would they dare appear with an official identity in the aftermath? Instead, they would probably dispose of any connection to this matter as soon as possible, to show that it had nothing to do with them.

That was because Tony was rich.
Even if these people didn’t die, they would still be taken down a peg or two.

As long as Tony was willing, he could crush most officials.

Which bigshot had never had shady dealings? As long as Tony was patient, there was always a chance to screw the other party over.

Whether or not Tony had the patience or would simply do an exchange of interests was another matter.

As Luke mulled over this, something shiny appeared on his phone screen.
It was a bald head.

The baldie was wearing a smart suit and gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look… like a villain.

Of course, Luke had long put him on his list of suspected villains.

Whether it was from his own investigation or Phil’s microexpressions, Luke was certain that there was something wrong with this bald agent named Sitwell.

It didn’t matter to Luke which side Sitwell belonged to, as long as he could confirm that he wasn’t from SHIELD.

But today, Luke was very interested in finding out who was behind this man.

The man had his eye on Wade, who had been created by Francis’s illegal workshop.

In the last few years, Francis had sold dozens of superhumans he had created; he himself didn’t know where these people went.

His backers provided him with all sorts of support, and he was only responsible for manufacturing and selling.

Did that sound familiar?That was right, Francis was just the manager of a labor factory, but his products were superhumans.

The leads that Luke had investigated basically all pointed to the Department of Defense, and it was hard to get more detailed information.

So, it was possible that Sitwell really was a “dutiful” official agent who loved his job and loved his country.

After meeting Sitwell, Luke planned to call Phil and ask him if he knew anything about Sitwell’s assignments.

After some consideration, however, he dismissed the idea.

If the other party relied on SHIELD to clean up the mess, that would only make things complicated for Phil.

If Phil could have solved the problem with Sitwell, how could this baldie still be so lively?

It was still the oldest trick in the book that was the most reliable!

Lure the snake out of the hole, follow the clues, and tackle the root of the problem: these three maxims had always been effective while Luke was grinding for points, and were worth promoting.

Luke ate a lot of food to replenish his energy from last night.
He also made backup records of all the staff members who showed up at the apartment building.

As long as he kept an eye on them, it might not necessarily be Sitwell, but someone might bring him a big harvest.

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