Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 444 Truth, Answer and Trap

Kris still followed Luke closely and Bobby was behind them, while Nancy and Quentin were already searching the basement.

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Compared with Kris, who had already been saved by Luke twice, they were more desperate to find out exactly what Freddy wanted.

Picking up something from an old table, Quentin mumbled, “This is it, this definitely is his place.”

Quentin was holding a finger blade, which was part of the claw-like weapon on Freddy’s hand.

After looking around for a while, Nancy stared closely at a drawing.
“I… think there’s something behind there.” Luke had already detected it with his Sharp Nose.
He nodded and said, “Let me.”

Hanging the light on the wall, he tore down the children’s drawing to reveal a small door at the bottom.

He dismantled the door carefully and put it to one side.
Crouching down for a look, he realized that inside was a secret room.

He took down the light and placed it inside the small secret room.
“Do you want to go in and take a look?”.

Nancy and Quentin both nodded, while Kris simply looked at Luke silently.

A moment later, Bobby remained outside while the rest of them crawled into the room.

It was much smaller than the room outside and was a space created by adding two extra walls to one corner of the original room.

There was no furniture inside except for a single bed covered with a dusty quilt.

However, all the walls were covered in clumsy paint doodles.

After so long, the paint had turned gray and black so that on closer look, the doodles weren’t cute at all, but instead pretty creepy.

Looking at the doodles, Nancy touched them and mumbled, “I think… I drew these when I was little.”

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Luke didn’t think too much of it.
He looked around and found an old album in a dusty paper box on the nightstand.

Opening it, he found some old laminated photos.

He flipped through a few pages and quickly scanned the rest of the photos.

A few seconds later, he closed the album and frowned.

Noticing his expression, Quentin couldn’t help but ask, “What’s in it?”

Both Kris and Nancy looked at the album in Luke’s hand.

Luke shook his head and didn’t answer that question.

He looked at Nancy and then at Kris.
“This is probably what he wants you to remember.”

The girls subconsciously stepped forward.
Nancy couldn’t help but ask, “What is it?”

After a brief silence, Luke said, “The answers you were looking for: What happened in this kindergarten back then.”

Nancy stepped forward again with one hand out.
“Can I take a look?”

Frowning for a moment, Luke looked at Kris and asked, “I think I know why he wants you to come here, but this thing is a trap.
So, I’ll ask you once again: Do you really want to look at it?”

After a brief hesitation, Nancy nodded.
“I do.”

Looking at Luke’s face, Kris suddenly shook her head.
“No, I don’t.”

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Luke nodded and said, “Alright.
Nancy, you wait a bit.”

Saying that, Luke swiftly took out most of the photos before he tossed the album to Nancy.

He then fished out a lighter and burned the ten or so photos in his hand to ashes.

While doing so, he used his body to block everyone else’s line of sight so that they couldn’t see the photos.
On the other side, Nancy abruptly flushed when she looked at the photos before she turned pale.
“No, that’s impossible.”

Quentin moved, about to go over and take a look at the photos.

Luke darted to Quentin’s side and pressed down on his shoulder.
“That’s her business.”

Quentin was silent.

He couldn’t go over even if he wanted to as the force on his shoulder kept him firmly in place.

Looking at Nancy who suddenly burst into tears, Luke didn’t feel very guilty.

Considering Quentin and Nancy’s curiosity, they would’ve become overly suspicious if he directly burnt all the photos.

Thankfully, Kris trusted him more and was less curious.

Luke walked over to Nancy and gave her his lighter.
“I think you need this.”

Staring blankly at the lighter for a moment, Nancy finally came back to herself and grabbed it.

But her hands were shaking so hard and didn’t have any strength.
It took her several tries before she could start a fire.

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Luke didn’t help her but simply turned around to block everyone else’s line of sight.

A moment later, he smelled the photos burning and heard Nancy’s intermittent sobs.

After a while, he finally moved to stand next to Kris.

As for Nancy? She had Quentin to console her.
There was clearly something between the two of them, and Luke didn’t have to stick his foot in it.

Seeing the bewilderment in Kris’s eyes, he said, “Since you decided to let the past go, there’s no need to feel conflicted about it.
Not all memories are beautiful.”

Seeing how Nancy was crying so wretchedly, Kris was utterly relieved inwardly.

She had a feeling that she would’ve been as devastated as Nancy if she had chosen to look at the photos.

Even if she had a rough guess about what the photos contained, it wasn’t as big a blow since she didn’t see them with her own eyes.

Human beings were always good at deceiving themselves.

After a long while, Nancy finally calmed down.

Only then did Luke say, “Alright, Nancy, I know you’re upset, but that’s even more reason to settle this once and for all, right?”

Nancy raised her head and stared at him for a moment before she slowly nodded her head.

Quentin couldn’t help but ask, “How are we going to get rid of him?”

Luke observed them and said, “It’s been a long time since you slept, right?”

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Both of them nodded bitterly.

Luke said, “Now, lie down on the bed and go to sleep.”

They looked at the filthy and worn bed and shuddered.

But Luke was already walking over to pull out the single bed.
He carefully wrapped up the bedding and quilt before throwing them into a corner.

“This should do now.” All that was left of the single bed now was the bedframe, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Nancy and Quentin sighed in relief.

While the planks were hard, they were at least clean.

At that moment, Luke continued, “Kris, Nancy, the two of you lie down.”

Saying that, he pulled over a wooden stool from the side.
Confirming that it was sturdy enough, he placed it next to the bed.

Befuddled, Quentin asked, “Then… what about me?”

The two girls looked at him, then at the single bed again.

Luke had just sat down on the stool.
Hearing the question, he subconsciously looked at… the floor.