Novel Name : Super Detective in the Fictional World

Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 370 - Help Me! I’m Just a Kid

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Chapter 370 Help Me! I’m Just a Kid

This small cabin was obviously the true destination of the county police officers.

The officers had split up into two groups as they looked through the windows.

Luke stopped behind a slope ten meters behind them and observed the officers as well as the cabin.

He had far better sight than a regular person, which allowed him to clearly see what was inside the cabin even though he was far away, and he exclaimed inwardly in surprise.

Inside the living room of the cabin, a few kids were interrogating a man.

Their expressions were aggressive and they were gesturing wildly. Because of the heavy thunderstorm, however, Luke couldn’t clearly hear what they were saying.

However, Luke could see that the man was tied to a chair, with several fresh cuts on him.

Thanks to his Sharp Nose, he had already detected that the blood was a mix of two familiar scents.

One belonged to Steve, and the other belonged to the dog.

The scents were mixed in with that of the kids’, which indicated that the kids had brought them here before.

Looking at them, Luke confirmed that they were the kids who had almost killed Steve.

They had also changed clothes, and weren’t wearing the same ones as when Luke had seen them for the first time.

Luke was also very familiar with the middle-aged man who had been tied up.

During his observation, the county police had started moving

Gesturing at each other, they split into two teams and silently approached the front entrance and a window on the side.

Suddenly, Luke frowned.

He smelled a weird scent with his Sharp Nose; it was almost like the stench of rotting bodies.

In the storm, however, the smell was fleeting, and seemed to blend in with the rain.

Luke glanced around the woods, but didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.

The next moment, his eyes twitched as his gaze moved back to the living room.

Inside the living room, a tall and large person had appeared at the back door.

The kids and the man that had been tied up were too busy arguing to notice that there was an extra person in the house.

The county officers attacked at that moment. They broke in and shouted, “Police! Freeze!”

Everybody inside instantly turned to look at the officers.

The officers also noticed the tall and large figure, and paused for one moment.

Then, this figure who had quietly appeared suddenly raised a weapon high and slashed it down.

The kids all had their backs to the hallway, while the middle-aged man, who was the only one facing the hallway, had turned his head to the side to look at the officers.

They had no idea that someone had appeared behind them.

Suddenly, one of the kids lowered his head in surprise.

A line of blood had been drawn from his right shoulder to his left rib, and a tremendous amount of blood instantly sprayed out.

Everybody around him was stunned.

The unexpected rain of blood covered the people nearby.

The tall stranger, however, raised his arm again. Turning pale with fright, Lucas Barton shouted, “Open fire! Kill him!” Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

They fired a storm of bullets… which hit the kids in front of the stranger.

Luke was rendered speechless.

He had seen a sheriff who was terrible at shooting back in Wolfkyle.

At that time, he thought that nobody could be worse at shooting than that guy.

But now, Luke realized that the guy wasn’t the only constable who didn’t know the first thing about shooting.

The six officers fired at the same time, and most of the bullets simply missed their target, leaving holes in the furniture and the wall. Some of them did hit the kids, who were still staring blankly. Three immediately collapsed.

Two of them could still scream while clutching their wounds, but one kid had been instantly killed after being shot in the head.

Lucas Barton and his men were certainly “talented” at shooting.

The fierce barrage didn’t achieve its purpose at all, and the tall stranger swept his weapon down without hesitation.

The middle-aged man in the chair was frightened, but there was nothing he could do except shout, “No -“

His head was sent flying, and it rolled over the floor like a ball.

There was another fountain spray of blood, and the two surviving kids screamed in utter fear and ran toward the front door.

They had noticed Lucas and his men when they broke through the door.

Although they didn’t recognize the officers, they were all too familiar with the police uniforms they were wearing. They yelled, “Help! Help!”

As the two kids ran, the tall stranger strode after them.

Lucas Barton and his men reloaded their guns in a fluster.

They had all fired together and used up their bullets at around the same time. They couldn’t even ensure continuous gunfire.

Those officers were third-rate compared with Big Nick and his crew.

At that moment, the tall stranger had reached the door. He swung his weapon again.

Like a baseball that had been hit, one of the kids who had been crying for help flew out of the open door in a long arc and smashed into a tree ten meters away.

The officers were stupefied at this scene. Many of them even stopped reloading.

Suddenly, one of the officers yelled, “I’m done with this! I’m done! That’s a monster! A monster! Ahhhh!”

While shouting, he turned around and fled after throwing away his gun.

His escape triggered a chain reaction. Another three officers ran after him.

Lucas and the last of the officers hesitated for a moment, before they fled as well.

They didn’t have the courage to face the horrible monster when it was just the two of them.A creature who could hit a person a dozen meters away like a baseball was too much for them.

The last kid screamed in shock as the county officers ran. “D- Don’t run! Help us! We’re all kids!”

There was no response to her cry. The six officers simply ran off with their heads down, and didn’t even turn to spare her a glance at all.

A thought flashed through Lucas Barton’s head: You? Kids? Tying a man to a chair and cutting him all over – can you still be considered kids?

If that’s the case… you should just die.

The last of the kids, who was also the only girl among them, ran in a panic, but barely took a few steps before she tripped in the mud.

She struggled to get up. She couldn’t help but look back, and her eyes instantly widened.

The tall stranger was right behind her, with his weapon raised again.

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