Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1557 - Be Good to Your Waist Muscles
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Chapter 1557 - Be Good to Your Waist Muscles

Chapter 1557 Be Good to Your Waist Muscles

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When he saw Tony, Luke sighed regretfully. He wasnt beaten up?

Tony, who was still far away, couldnt hear him. He simply said, What are you talking about?

Luke sat down at the counter. Jarvis, the usual. A cup of coffee, thanks.

Tony threw his tools to the side and wiped his hands as he walked over. Jarvis, bring me a pot of coffee and breakfast.

He then sat down next to Luke and got straight to the point. Whats up with that Joker?

Luke blinked. Hm, hes a stronger opponent.

Tony snorted. Someone escaped from you? Thats new.

Before that, there were tech villains like Obadiah and Ivan Vanko, and later, there were hordes like the test subjects and the Chitauri. Along with Loki, this G.o.d heir, they

had all been caught by Batman.

ow, Batman had just changed into the Dark Knight, and a n.o.body like the Joker escaped him? Sorry, Tony didnt believe this theory.

s.h.i.+ELD believed it because they didnt know that Batman was the Dark Knight.

Tony could guarantee that Nick Fury and Phil wouldnt believe it, because they knew that Batman wasnt dead.

Luke smiled.

Unlike his good guy smile, Bales smile was indifferent and composed.

In other words, it was a high and mighty smile.

This expression was basically a powerful taunt for someone as arrogant as the tyc.o.o.n.

Tony immediately summoned a virtual screen and projected a video of the battle between the Joker and the Dark Knight. When did you become so weak in close combat?

Also, you didnt use any support weapons. Thats not your style.

Luke finally smiled more sincerely. Oh? Whats my style?

Tony said, Once you take action, you dont leave any room for the other party to fight back. Every time they struggle, they fall deeper into a trap. Now that the Joker has

escaped you, you have nothing to say?

Luke nodded and caught the tray that was about to fall again, putting it on the counter. Good boy.

The robotic arm waved; who knew if it meant happy or youre welcome.

Tony tapped it angrily. Go stand in the corner for an hour as punishment. Dont come out before then.

Little Dummy immediately waved its robotic arm again, as if saying goodbye to its master, before it slowly glided away.

Turning around, Luke poured the coffee on the tray into two cups and added milk and sugar to his own.

Tony wasnt in a hurry.

Since this guy hadnt slipped away, Luke had to give him some inside information.

Mixing the coffee in his cup, Luke said, Lets do a trade. How did it go with the idea I gave you? Was Miss Potts happy?

Tonys face stiffened. He hadnt expected Luke to bring that up.

Recalling how he had jumped out in an inflatable dinosaur costume the night before, only to be hit in the head with Peppers purse, the tyc.o.o.n was pretty annoyed.

He could only be glad that he hadnt listened to Luke and given Pepper a baseball bat as a gift.

Otherwise, Pepper mightve picked it up and hit him with it.

But on the upside, a lot of the anger that Pepper had been holding in really disappeared.

Coupled with the metal rose that he had hastily put together as a gift, his bedroom that night finally had two occupants.

Well, he hadnt been chased to the workshop, nor had he slept alone.

From this point of view, Lukes idea hadnt been bad.

Even as he thought this, he had a sage expression on his face as he said with a lofty smile, Hmph, I didnt need it at all.

Luke silently watched the tyc.o.o.n toot his own horn, and didnt call him out.

He couldnt use Mental Communication to directly view the other partys consciousness, but from the rough emotional fluctuations and with ample a.n.a.lysis, he could

easily make a rough guess.

So, he knew two key points: Firstly, the tyc.o.o.n was lying, and had indeed used this fawning method.

Secondly, the tyc.o.o.n had succeeded. Otherwise, he wouldnt be rejoicing at having escaped death.

Luke wasnt proactively peeking into the other partys thoughts; Tonys mental fluctuations were very obvious.

He nodded and accepted Tonys explanation. You can play with the Joker when you have the chance, but he doesnt have a good temper. You have to take care of

yourself.

oticing Luke suddenly glance down with deep and calm eyes, the tyc.o.o.ns groin turned cold, and he couldnt help but close his legs. Wait, dont tell me he likes to play

dirty tricks too?

Seeing Loki do air splits had been scary enough. Tony didnt want to become the second victim.

Luke raised an eyebrow and pointed at the image on the virtual screen. His close combat skills are indeed useless against me, but against you hehe.

Seeing that Tony was about to retort, he raised his hand to forestall Tonys words. He also has various types of support weapons. Let me give you a piece of advice: The

armor has to be especially tight, or s.e.xy Iron Mans Hot Dance will definitely make the headlines worldwide.

Tonys suspicious expression carried a trace of dawning realization. So? An enemy or a friend?

He stressed the word friend.

Luke knew that Tony was trying to confirm the Jokers ident.i.ty.

They were three completely different types of friends: absolutely trustworthy teammates, allies who could be trusted, and temporary colleagues working for mutual

benefits.

Pa.s.ser-by, said Luke casually as he took a sip of his coffee.

Tony nodded and didnt ask any more questions.

What Luke was saying was that the Joker wasnt an enemy nor a friend, so Tony should keep his distance.

Luke then turned the topic to s.h.i.+ELD

Although Tony was s.h.i.+ELDs consultant, he might not know what Nick Fury was up to.

He really was unreliable sometimes. s.h.i.+ELD wasnt his department, and it wouldnt affect Stark Industries much if it collapsed.

Tony was startled when he heard the theory that s.h.i.+ELD had been infiltrated to an alarming degree.

But putting together all the intelligence gathered, it was very likely.

This also gave him a reasonable explanation for Lukes peculiar att.i.tude toward this homicidal maniac: Maybe the man was just a tool that Luke had found to distract

s.h.i.+ELD.

Qn Tony didnt need to give the Inker eunnaoart nor look for trainhle with him