Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 1817: Mastery of Eighteen Weapons (Part 2)

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Under the severe pain, Yuta lost his previous calmness and even forgot the tactic of hiding his head. He could only struggle and scream there.

After being hit for five seconds in a row, the claw hammer finally stopped when both blades began to twist and crack.

Yuta also felt a slight pain in his chest as two paralysis darts were stuck in it.

Gold Nugget snorted, "Trash! Waste! Scum! You dare to play with tentacles in front of me? You can even bend your knife!"

At this time, a figure walked out from the corner: "Really? Then please give me your guidance next."

This person was wearing a school uniform and was a male high school student.

At this moment, his arms and chest were covered in blood, but there were four more blade tentacles on his chest, one on the left and two on the right.

With the four stripes on his head, this guy becomes a real octopus monster.

Gold Nugget tilted his head and squinted at it: "Oh, really?"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen golden tentacles suddenly exploded from its body, and at the same time a button on the multifunctional folding hammer was activated.

With a clanging sound, the folding hammer turned into a giant over two meters long. Eighteen tools of various shapes popped out from it, looking... a little funny.

The male high school student opposite was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Do you think you can scare me by making your weapon bigger?"

No matter how powerful it is, it's just a weapon. When it gets bigger, it becomes less flexible than before.

The tentacles of the gold nugget could not withstand the slashing of his blade, and the high school boy really had nothing to fear.

Nugget: “Oh, really?”

More than a dozen tentacles suddenly rushed towards the unfolded mode folding hammer, each grabbing a tool.

Snap!

More than a dozen subtle sounds of disintegration sounded simultaneously, combining into a very clear decomposition sound.

Each of the more than ten tentacles held a separate small tool.

Although each tool is no larger than 20 centimeters in size, and the smallest is only 5 centimeters, they are made of 100% special alloy and are never mixed with water.

In addition to the armor itself, Nasus only has this multifunctional folding warhammer in his bottom box.

The so-called lack of quantity makes up for the quality.

In order to appease the dog-head, Luke also likes to play DIY, so after many improvements, this warhammer has now reached version 6.0.

It is what Luke calls the "eighteen kinds of weapons". All the usable and suitable technologies are integrated into this warhammer.

Otherwise, given Nasus's stubbornness, he would never be satisfied with just one piece of equipment.

Under the wide-eyed gaze of the male high school students, the eighteen golden tentacles holding "weapons" spread out above the buttocks like a peacock spreading its tail: "Count again, who has more weapons now?"

The male high school student couldn't help but look up at the tentacles on his left and right hands and chest.

Although it was shocked, it was not willing to run away. After all, having more weapons does not necessarily mean greater strength!

As a "person" who wants to be the king, it cannot retreat without a fight.

It no longer hesitated: "Go! Kill him."

The four blade tentacles on the head took the lead and swung towards the gold nuggets at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The three parasitic beasts that moved to its hands and chest were a little slower, but also launched an attack.

Ding ding dong!

Between the high school boy and the gold nugget were the afterimages of countless dancing tentacles and densely bursting sparks.

But less than two seconds later, a scream was heard. It turned out that the fat parasite that was parasitic on the chest was stabbed by a file on its tentacle.

Starting from this scream, the tentacles on his left and right hands and head began to scream one after another as if they were infected.

Nugget wielded small tools such as bottle openers, small scissors, sharpeners, small saw blades, hooks, injection needles, etc., and attacked each tentacle two against one, successfully giving them several severe blows.

As time went by, the dog-headed man, protected by eighteen kinds of weapons, gained an absolute upper hand.

When Nugget was a dog, he would often play with these little tools.

When it goes out with Selina to beat people up, it only uses these little tools.

It still used these gadgets when training to battle Luke.

Today, its proficiency in using the eighteen small tools has reached perfection.

Even if the high school boy in front of him had only "promoted three heads in a row", he would still not be able to fight with cold weapons.

After ten seconds of fighting, there were thirty or forty small holes on the eight blade tentacles - all poked by various small tools.

When the gold nugget slowly approached, the male high school student finally couldn't hold on any longer and ran away.

The racial advantage of this monster is that even if its body moves, it is not greatly affected by tentacle attacks.

So he ran and fought, and soon escaped to a car outside the building and drove away.

Doghead remembered Luke's instructions and did not use his full strength.

But it was still narrow-minded and smashed most of the car's glass. It chased for several hundred meters before pretending that it was not fast enough and let the high school boy escape.

After getting his revenge, Nugget was very satisfied and sent a congratulatory message to Luke, but Luke just hummed and said, "Come back when you've had enough fun."

Doghead was still a little excited and couldn't help wanting to do something more: "Where are the three people who were knocked unconscious? Do you want me to throw them back to the city?"

Luke: "… No thanks. You've been great tonight, come back and let's go find some special midnight snacks together."

Upon hearing this, Dog Head decisively cancelled his transformation and flew back to the city in stealth.

Just a moment after it left, Luke arrived in armor, quickly cleaned up the blood on the bodies, stuffed the three men into a car, and dropped them off in front of a police station in Sapporo.

As for how the police would react if they found three naked men huddled together in the back seat, that was none of Luke's business.

These three people are lucky to be alive. Sleeping in the police station for a night will teach them a more profound lesson!

Maybe they can even avoid being caught as “food” again, so they’re making a ton of money!

Luke took Selina and Gold Nugget to downtown Sapporo for a midnight snack.

The second clone in New York has already received the "express delivery" of the girl Longzi and the middle-aged man Yuta through the second space and started to study them.

Not only are these living bodies, but they are one male and one female, so there is a lot that can be analyzed.

First, we need to try to get information about their species. After all, nothing is better than having a traitor.

However, when he started the experiment, he found that this monster had a huge "transformation" on the human brain, so pheromone manipulation was ineffective on the girl, Longzi.

Secondly, the effects of mental hypnosis and hallucinations on the two people are also very general, but drugs have a certain effect.

As a result, they are not efficient in revealing intelligence, and the authenticity needs to be confirmed repeatedly.

Getting a complete and accurate answer would conservatively take a week, much more troublesome than the few hours it would take for an average human.

However, Luke was not in a hurry.

The information of the male high school student who ran away has been found, and his name is Shinji Ueno.

It's not completely brainless, but there must be something fishy about the hundreds of thousands of its kind.

You know, when it comes to things like flying here on a meteorite, a certain dog head has the absolute say.

This kind of behavior cannot be called a one-life-or-nine-death situation, ninety-nine or even 9999 lives is almost the same.

Even if there are hundreds of thousands of them setting out together, only a few hundred or a few thousand of them actually land on Earth and successfully parasitize.

This is not Luke's self-consolation, because this matter must ultimately conform to basic logic.