Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 1033
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Chapter 1033: Tycoon! Second Chance to Modify
Phil frowned. “What’s going on?”
Luke said calmly, “A detective’s intuition; I get the feeling that this Sitwell guy is somehow hostile to you and me. It would make sense if you had killed his wife and son or cut off his future, but it makes no sense at all for him to be hostile toward me.”
Phil was silent for a moment before he nodded slightly.
Although Luke’s intuition wasn’t “reliable,” he was willing to believe it.
A detective who had killed more than two hundred armed criminals on multiple occasions had reason to trust his “intuition.”
Sometimes, a person’s intuition was similar to a superpower.
Also, Luke had indirectly prevented most of the agents from joining the battlefield tonight.
Although Phil had been furious at the time, he now knew that Luke had done the right thing. It was just that Phil couldn’t do it himself.
He didn’t have a close relationship with Sitwell. They just happened to be working on the same assignment this time.
Phil trusted Luke more than this colleague he wasn’t familiar with.
After hearing Luke’s warning, he pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, “I’ll make sure you’re not involved at all. Don’t mention this to anyone else, not even our agents.”
Luke nodded. “Thank you.”
When Sitwell ran over, he had already called out the name SHIELD, so it was meaningless for Phil to hide his real identity from Luke.
However, Phil planned to classify Luke’s deeds in this case as level-eight information; the best would be if it was made top secret at level ten.
That way, it would only be seen by one person.
Phil, of course, had no right to judge what level-ten information was, but Nick Fury could.
Also, Thor had already said that Luke had to be protected. Then, Fury could choose to keep their interaction with Luke hidden as a trump card.
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The rest could only be discussed later.
With that in mind, Phil took the pork roll and sausage which Luke gave to him, and returned to his tent.
As he sat down in a chair in a corner and ate the food on his plate, his gaze fell on a certain shiny bald head. What was wrong with this guy?
…
When it was almost noon, Thor and the others left.
Selvig and Darcy got into their own jeep and prepared to head back.
Dr. Jane and Thor went together, and Phil from SHIELD took a group of people with him to be their guide and provide various services.
There were no wishy-washy people here.
Even in the wilderness, Dr. Jane and Darcy were hardcore researchers; once they made a decision, they no longer tarried.
Next to the mess of a concrete maze, Luke sent off one large group of people and welcomed another.
At that moment, the concrete maze and hundreds of meters around it had been completely sealed off by SHIELD.
Thor, the rich and unmanageable godly heir, didn’t care much about the Destroyer which he had smashed up, and directly left.
Of course, SHIELD wouldn’t pass over this scene of an “alien” battle. They decisively sealed off the area for a few hundred meters.
A large number of SHIELD researchers wearing protective suits entered the site. Luke only took a few glances before he drove back to Shackelford.
Looking at the big pieces of junk in his storage space, the corners of his mouth curled up.
It was great to meet a godly heir.
Last night, he had found an opportunity to talk to Thor, and had casually asked what to do about the remains of the Destroyer.
Thor’s mind was now on returning to Asgard, and he answered absentmindedly, “I’ve destroyed it; it’s now a pile of junk. If you like it, take some back as a souvenir.”
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However, a certain crown prince muttered in his heart: I broke it into pieces. Instead of repairing it, it would be easier to build another one.
The materials for making the Destroyer weren’t particularly rare in Asgard. The real problem was that it required Odin’s “handiwork.” Now that Odin was in a deep sleep, what was the point of wasting effort to repair this thing?
The truth was that the Destroyer could be considered an outdated product. Odin had long stopped using it in battle, and had just placed it in the treasure vault as some sort of souvenir.
And in Asgard’s treasure vault, there were a lot of things more precious than the Destroyer; it was impossible to care about it.
Except for the fact that Odin might be sad, there was no benefit in taking back something that had turned into scrap metal.
Thor, who was used to being rich, naturally abandoned it.
Luke smiled when he heard that.
If the owner didn’t want it, then it belonged to no one.
He didn’t need to take out that large pile of remains in his storage space.
This was his spoils of war when he rescued the four friends from the concrete maze after the battle.
In order to study Asgard’s magical creations, Luke had stealthily collected the remains from under the collapsed concrete blocks.
However, Luke didn’t want the system to judge his actions as stealing and deduct his points, so he simply “communicated” with the owner, Thor.
In the end, the crown prince was as open as ever. In just a few words, the remains of the Destroyer were given to Luke.
More importantly, there was a system notification.
System: Fragments with runic symbols have been detected. Can be converted into 50,000 points or used to modify the inventory’s functions. Please choose: Convert points / modify inventory’s functions.
Luke had been through a lot, so he was calm at this prompt… as if.
Although he didn’t express his joy outwardly, the selection prompt was like a kitten that continued to scratch at his heart.
The last time, after absorbing Blackheart’s wicked thoughts, the inventory had been modified.
Since then, he had discovered that he was able to operate the items in his inventory with great precision.
This ability was actually very powerful, but he had only ever used it as a research tool, and in battle.
Now, there was actually a chance to modify the inventory’s functions again. How could he not be tempted?
Fortunately, he was still more rational, and he resisted the urge to hurry up and try it.
He hadn’t forgotten that he had been too anxious in Houston when he chose to modify the inventory’s functions. The inventory had gone on strike for half a day, leaving him with no choice but to spend the night guarding the small plane in the wasteland.
Besides, the remains of the Destroyer didn’t belong to him.
When he tested the system at the very beginning, five credit points had been deducted for his unlawful acquisition of five dollars from someone else.
Then, how much were the remains of the Destroyer worth?
If high-level magic items could be sold on Earth, and the system adopted the highest premium, Luke felt that his points would run into the negatives.
He had no plans of finding out what it was like to have negative points.
Fortunately, Basic Psychology and long-term experience working on cases gave him the space to perform, and his pretty good relationship with the five friends also made things easier.
Thor didn’t disappoint, and gave a perfect answer.
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