Super Detective in the Fictional World

2165 Side Story: Fantasy Journey 6

Alfred frowned and pressed his watch face behind his back to activate the emergency signal.

Then, he calmly grabbed the kitchen knife that was on the countertop. “Sir, it’s not polite to enter without an invitation.”

Luke strolled over. “Sorry, I just wanted to see the original…”

Alfred didn’t quite understand what the man meant by ‘original.’ He wasn’t worried about his own safety, but he was afraid that his sleeping young master would be ambushed.

Then, the butler’s heart sank. There was no notification from his watch that the alarm had been activated.

At that moment, Luke reached him and gently placed his palm on Alfred’s shoulder.

The loyal butler’s body was restrained by an invisible force, and he didn’t even have a chance to move his kitchen knife.

Luke took the knife from him and put it back on the kitchen counter. He looked at the unfinished sandwich regretfully. “Looks like there’s only coffee left.”

Alfred’s eyes flickered. “There are freshly baked English muffins in the oven.”

Luke smiled at the butler, but didn’t let go of his shoulder. Instead, the two of them went over together to take out the muffins.

The Level 2 clone had been one-armed for many years, and doing things with one hand wasn’t an issue.

Alfred could only watch in surprise as Luke used one hand to put coffee and the muffins on a big tray.

As if he was being controlled by another hand, the loyal butler couldn’t escape control at all, and could only follow obediently.

Outside the house, Luke had Alfred sit down in a transparent chair on the porch before he let go.

The butler tried to move and discovered that he couldn’t.

It was just that the feeling was different from when he had been restrained earlier. It was more like his body wasn’t responding to his brain.

In the face of this situation, he didn’t lose his cool. He simply watched silently as Luke enjoyed the brunch Alfred had prepared for his young master.

After tasting the butler’s cooking, Luke gave him a 7.

He couldn’t judge the coffee, but the English muffins were probably a little better than what the earliest version of his smart kitchenware could make.

Given the standard of food here, Alfred was already very good at cooking.

Mr. Wayne was truly blessed by his ancestors to have such a considerate, capable and trustworthy butler.

While Luke had nurtured Director Selina, she didn’t have any culinary talent at all, and he had to cook for her.

Thankfully, Director Selina wasn’t any worse than Alfred in any other aspect, and was easy on the eyes and useful.

Under the butler’s subtle expression, Luke finished the plate of eight muffins in less than 30 seconds.

He picked up the coffee and took a sip to get rid of the sweetness of the muffins. He looked at Alfred and said, “Sorry, I came out of the blue, but I don’t have bad intentions, Alfred.”

Alfred hummed and listened attentively.

He had to buy as much time as possible, on the off-chance that Master Wayne suddenly woke up.

Luke knew what Alfred was thinking, but he really wasn’t here to show off, so he got straight to the point. “Alright, since I’ve seen you, I won’t disturb you any longer.”

As he spoke, he picked up a small silver box from the left and placed it on the table.

Opening the box, he took out a multi-syringe device and four Life 1s that glowed red. He stuck two of them into the syringes and aimed at Alfred’s neck.

A few seconds later, both Life 1s were injected.

Luke got up and went over to Alfred. He stretched out his hand and activated Light of Life behind Alfred’s back.

There was a hazy white light, and the old butler felt like he was soaking in a hot spring. His entire body was warm, and the pain and discomfort quickly disappeared.

He turned to look at Luke in bewilderment. “What are you…”

Luke chuckled. “I injected you with a life potion. Consider it… hm, a copyright fee for you and Bruce Wayne. There are two life potions in the box for him; this is yours.”

He took out a blackish-gray cube about the size of a phone from a small box and placed it on Alfred’s left wrist. “Activate authority verification program. Alfred Pennyworth, sole authority.”

At the command, the cube suddenly turned into a dark gray semi-liquid that spread from Alfred’s wrist to the rest of his body.

The old butler was completely stunned.

That was because Luke’s actions indeed didn’t look like he was getting revenge. After all, he only needed to use one method if he wanted to torture him, or switch between two methods at most; there was no need to play so many tricks at the same time.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Before the nanosuit reached Alfred’s head, Luke pointed at Alfred’s forehead. “Right, and this…”

The moment his finger made contact, the old butler lost consciousness, so he didn’t hear the rest of the sentence. “It has to be followed up with the software. After all, an Alfred who can’t beat people up wouldn’t be a good butler.”

…

After an unknown period of time, Alfred regained consciousness.

Remembering the strange behavior of the young man, his body jerked, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

He was still sitting in the chair on the porch. The table, the coffee pot, the used coffee cup, and… the silver box were all in their previous positions.

Except for the young man who had disappeared and the closed lid of the silver box, everything was the same as before he lost consciousness.

Alfred didn’t hesitate, and immediately pressed his watch face.

A moment later, looking at his confused young master, the butler said solemnly, “Master, there are some things we need to confirm.”

After various tests, they didn’t find anything unusual about the silver box that had been left on the porch. Only then were the two life potions inside taken to the basement for testing.

The old butler, who had survived a tense situation, and the nanosuit he was wearing were tested as well.

Less than half an hour later, Bruce Wayne looked strangely at the old butler, who was as strong as an ox and moved even more fluidly than a top gymnast. He cursed inwardly. Was that d*mn guy some demon?

He gave power and health, but when the time came, he would take away the soul of the person as per the contract made – that was a demon’s practice.

However, the technology which the nanosuit contained was too advanced and was man-made; it was like cold nuclear energy contained in a grain of rice, which was very unscientific.

But considering the Kryptonian spaceship that had almost destroyed Earth, the appearance of ‘mere’ cold nuclear fusion technology wasn’t a big deal.

In the end, all the questions came down to one thing — why did the guy, the Dark Knight who had made this nanosuit, given them such a huge benefit for nothing?

What was even stranger was that this Dark Knight, who had been very aggressive recently, seemed to be paying more attention to… Alfred?