Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 475 Luxury Villa, a Free Gift Upon Joining

I said I was tidying up the room, but there wasn't really anything that needed tidying up.

Ma Zhaodi drew the windows and curtains, laid out a mattress on the apartment floor, and wallpapered the walls. Then, completely disregarding the current bare state of the room, he went straight into the wallpapered area.

"A safe house with a large villa area is still the best."

At this moment, the nanobots once again completed the external covering, completely concealing the wallpaper on the walls. To others, this studio apartment would appear as a perfectly standard empty room with only a bed inside.

In the wallpapered room, Ma Zhaodi took out the corner of the screen, ate fruit and hummed a song, and continued to observe the footage on the monitor.

To be honest, it had been a long time since he had tasted food from the Corner of Abundance. Now, eating this familiar and delicious flavor again, he couldn't help but hum softly.

"If we use the produce from the Horn of Abundance to make cat food in the future, the buff effect might be stronger."

Meanwhile, on the surveillance footage displayed on the phone, there was a middle-aged man with a stubble beard and a fierce look, smoking in a private room of a bar.

That's right, Ma Zhaodi placed nanobots on the butcher last night for location and surveillance.

How could he not let it go? This method had given him countless intelligence advantages since the Battle of Laughs; and in the Flash universe, with the addition of the three-wheeled vehicle, his intelligence gathering ability reached a new level.

When facing Reverse-Flash, who possessed an absolute advantage in power, Ma Zhaodi was able to cause trouble right under his nose, while Reverse-Flash, even until his death, believed that he had rewritten the future with his own hands, and he was completely unaware that there was someone secretly plotting against him.

Now, the odd jobs require Ma Zhaodi to join the Black Robe Watch, but the Butcher doesn't agree to his joining. Since that's the case, they might as well get all the information he has first.

"Anyway, we'll share information sooner or later when we become teammates, so letting me take a look first won't delay anything."

Ma Zhaodi glanced at the time; the butcher had been sitting there for about ten minutes, doing almost nothing but casually flipping through the menu.

Is he waiting for someone?

A moment later, the sound of heavy footsteps suddenly came, and a man walked out from next to the butcher. He seemed to have eaten and drunk some wine there, and he reeked of alcohol.

But Ma Zhaodi's gaze suddenly focused on the man.

"This man's gait, eyes, and calluses on his hands look so familiar. He's a policeman."

Having interacted with police officers like Joe in the city center, Ma Zhaodi keenly noticed that this man looked remarkably like them.

After the man left, the butcher stood up. Ignoring the wine on the table, he turned and went to the next room—the place where the policeman had been sitting.

He pulled out a wooden chair from under the table, revealing a stack of documents on it. Previously, the documents had been placed on the chair and tucked under the table, hidden from view.

The butcher took the file back to his seat and flipped through it briefly—Ma Zhaodi recognized it as a police station document, seemingly a police dispatch record.

What does the butcher need this thing for?
As he flipped through two pages of police dispatch records, Ma Zhaodi suddenly realized he was looking for something.

"Queens, Queens, this one, this one—" "Three-wheeled vehicle, check the NYPD's dispatch records. At the time we encountered the train, are there any records of bank robberies in Queens?"

The butcher's fingers slid across the records, but the three-wheeled vehicle's analysis and search were even faster—the NYPD's electronic files in this universe were easy to find, and hacking into them wasn't much more difficult than accessing the Central City Police Department's data.

"Search complete - no bank alerts were triggered that day, no record of robbery charges being filed, and no such record the following day."

"That's not hard to understand. Even in New York, bank robbers don't go to work every day. Planning a crime and scouting the location takes time."

Ma Zhaodi waved his hand: "But then the question becomes 'what exactly was the locomotive doing that day?'"

"Butcher has very obvious personality problems, but he is quite meticulous in his thinking. I never thought that Locomotive would lie at a press conference. In my opinion, Vought's public relations would not be so perfunctory. At least they would find a fact that happened that day to deal with the media."

"Based on comparative research, hundreds of such nonsensical press releases and public relations incidents have occurred in the past decade—specifically referring to the Seven Heroes. I haven't thoroughly researched every hero under Vought International; further details will be available if needed."

"No need. Since the butcher is going to follow the locomotive to investigate, then we'll follow the locomotive to take a look too."

Ma Zhaodi turned off the surveillance footage. He had been tracking the Butcher since last night and knew the location of his underground safe house—the signal shielding effect underground was useless against the nanobots, who could actively run back to the surface to transmit information.

He went into the kitchen and started a fire.

"That's it for now, let's eat first."

When Ma Zhaodi moved into his new home, Clark also came to the hero dormitory assigned to him by Vought International.

"You can live here if you want, or you can buy or rent a house outside."

Talent manager Ashley Barrett pointed to the three-story villa, which covered an area of ​​about 300 square meters, and said to him with a smile, "But if you rent a place outside, you'll have to pay for it and the taxes yourself. It's all up to you."

"You...prepared one set for everyone?"

"No, this place was originally intended to be a recreational base for the Seven Heroes, but you should have heard about the Seven Heroes' share of the profits at Vought Corporation at the new recruits meeting yesterday—they each have their own houses outside, so no one lives here anymore."

“After finishing work each day, Starlight goes home or stays in the company dormitory that the Lamplighters vacated. This place was simply assigned to you—your situation is rather special, as you came to New York from across the continent and have nowhere to stay here.”

"Walt Corporation is really rich."

Clark rarely saw such a sight. Although he had seen Wayne Manor and the Justice League base facilities in the Dark Multiverse, he still didn't really understand it—after all, he was still just an ordinary newspaper reporter.

The Lonely Fortress was quite large, but it was an alien creation, and its appearance was different from the "luxury villa" he was used to in the secular world.

"Hmm? This building..."

As Clark examined the building more closely, he suddenly realized something was amiss.

(End of this chapter)