Chapter 745 - Wrapping Up and Summoning a Professional Cleaner

Chapter 745: Wrapping Up and Summoning a Professional Cleaner

They were Dylan Elsworth, the Elsworth young master, and Alex Montell, the European mafia heir.

Luke had noticed earlier that some of the people who had rescued Alex were in the castle.

Last night, during the prison break, the car he had placed a tracker on did indeed enter Sacramento.

This way, he didn’t have to run all over Sacramento.

One in each hand, he dragged the two young masters into the castle, pressed them to the ground, and beat them up until they wailed and howled. Blood splattered everywhere as he successfully interrogated them for the information he needed.

Throwing the two young masters aside, he searched the castle thoroughly again, found the items that he was interested in, and stored them in his inventory.

It wasn’t money, and there wasn’t a lot of it.

He didn’t touch any of the cash or gold in the castle.

Batman wasn’t the Ghost Butcher. He couldn’t sweep everything clean, in case this M.O. was linked to the other identities.

With this collapse, his identity as Batman wasn’t useful anymore.

Half an hour later, the search was over. He dragged out the two young masters who were on their last breaths and threw them to the two vampires. He ordered, “Turn them into your slaves.”

The two vampires looked weak and powerless.

Luke didn’t waste any time. He simply took out a small glass bottle and threw it into the mouth of one of the vampires, before he slapped his chin.

With a crack, the glass bottle shattered, and the vampire’s mouth was filled with the liquid inside. A strong garlic smell wafted out.

The vampire screamed and struggled for a moment before his head exploded. He was dead.

Taking out another bottle of concentrated garlic essence, Luke sneered. “Outsiders, you’re not human!”

He had just pulled the other vampire over, and the lucky one who hadn’t been picked earlier quickly gave in. “No, I’ll do it. I’ll do it right away.”

Sneering, Luke threw the vampire to the two young masters and watched him use Embrace on Dylan and Alex.

A moment later, the two young masters showed signs that they had become vampire slaves. Luke nodded in satisfaction and jumped to the top of the stone castle.

He took out a prepaid phone and sent a short message to the number on Phil’s card, before he tossed the phone aside.

After everything was done, Luke leapt away from the den.

…

In the morning, Selina came out of the training room. “You’re back?”

“Mm. What do you want to eat today?” Luke asked as he came out of his room after his shower.

Gold Nugget answered quickly, “Woof.”

Luke said, “Fine, let’s have seafood soup.”

Selina glanced at him. “If you’re busy, just let it eat raw meat. There’s plenty of tuna anyway.”

Gold Nugget whined in dissatisfaction.

Luke shook his head with a smile. “No need. Today won’t be too busy.”

Maybe he wouldn’t be busy for the next few days, Luke thought to himself.

Twenty minutes later, Luke was watching the news and asked with a smile, “What’s the situation?”

“The explosion at St. Post Hospital made it on the news, and it was a suspected ‘air raid.’ Dustin’s side is fine, and people from SWAT and the Major Crimes Division went over,” said Selina.

Luke asked, “How about Batman?”

Selina said calmly, “There’s only the footage of him grabbing the two monsters and cutting off their arms, and the people from the two helicopters taking over.”

Luke didn’t think much of it.

Last night, the pictures and articles were online for only ten minutes before they disappeared.

But he had achieved his goal.

Nobody could be sure that Batman wouldn’t have seen the relevant information in just a few minutes.

Or maybe someone else had saved the pictures and information and sent them to Batman.

In any case, Luke knew without a doubt that Batman had seen the big news.

…

At nine o’clock in the morning, two middle-aged men were sitting opposite each other in a secluded corner of an In-N-Out.

“Anything else is above my pay grade. Please don’t mind it,” Phil said with a smile as he took a bite of the cheeseburger.

Flegg smiled and took a bite of his burger as well. “It’s not like I expected you to treat me to the fifty-dollar item. We’re not rich.”

Phil nodded with a smile.

“You stayed up late? It’s just an extraordinary target. You don’t have to work so hard, do you?” Flegg asked after he looked at Phil’s dark circles.

Phil continued smiling. “There’s a lot of work to do. If we don’t get this done soon, more issues will crop up later.”

Naturally, he wouldn’t tell Flegg that he had received an unexpected piece of news in the wee hours of the morning. He had had no choice but to work overnight and deploy all his team members to catch six vampires and over a hundred crippled people at once.

If this matter wasn’t handled properly, it would cause a huge commotion.

SHIELD wasn’t an American law enforcement agency. It would be very easy for the United States government to be unhappy if they touched the Elsworth family.

If Flegg had been there, it would’ve been easier to deal with this matter.

Unfortunately, Phil couldn’t give Flegg the things he had obtained.

He knew Flegg’s organization well.

If the vampires fell into the hands of that organization, they would be a great threat to society and SHIELD.

It was also for this reason that he still arrived on time even though he was very busy and exhausted. He was prepared to chat with Flegg for half an hour to avoid any suspicions.

He was out for breakfast anyway, so he could pack some food for the team members who were working overtime.

Flegg couldn’t see through Phil, but he knew that it was useless to argue with him. This man’s tongue was far more glib than his.

After the small talk, he got straight to the point. “We’re interested in Batman. I hope you won’t interfere.”

Phil smiled. “Is that a warning?”

Flegg hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. “Just a reminder.”

Phil nodded. “Got it.”

Flegg hesitated for a moment before saying, “What do you want? Name your terms.”

Pondering for a moment, Phil finally shook his head. “Flegg, we’re old friends. I don’t want to ruin our friendship. So, I can tell you clearly that we won’t consider recruiting Batman in the short term.”

Stunned for a moment, Flegg frowned. “Are you going to arrest him?”

Phil shook his head again. “Not at the moment. We’ll be keeping an eye on him at most. He’s a complicated man. We won’t act rashly until we get a more accurate assessment report.”

Flegg believed him.

Phil was quite experienced. He handled all kinds of things smoothly and didn’t offend many people. He had many good friends.

For example, nobody else would have accepted Flegg’s offer today.

But Phil didn’t take advantage of him. He was blunt.

Flegg picked up his Coke and said, “Okay, my treat next time.”

Phil raised his black tea with a smile. “Deal.”

That was Flegg’s way of saying that he owed him a favor.