Chapter 69 It’s him, it’s him
The moment he saw the letter, a certain scene exploded in Ma Zhaodi's mind like a thunderbolt.

"Warning: The remaining access time for this branch line is less than five minutes. The final branch line information has been automatically released."

"Solomon Grundy, born on Monday!"

A blue-gray hand with corpse spots grabbed the man's wrinkled and dirty suit, and the powerful muscles lifted him up with great force.

The terrified man's face could not be seen clearly. His head was wrapped in white bandages, so densely wrapped that only his eyes and mouth were exposed. Even so, people could still easily see the abnormality on his left side through the little exposed skin.

The red eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, the eyelids and eyelids had completely disappeared, and the little bit of bloody, ugly, and creepy skin around the eyes was exposed.

It looks like the marks left by burns or severe corrosion.

Strangely, the right half of the man's face was intact and he looked completely normal.

"Solomon Grundy! Born on a Monday!"

The big blue-gray hand pressed his head and half of his body directly into the water in the sewer. The cold, turbid, and smelly sewage submerged his entire body. Any normal person would struggle and resist desperately at this time.

But he didn't.

He held his breath silently, without saying a word. Only after the big hand was withdrawn did he raise his bandaged head. The foul smelling sewage dripped from the bandages, under the bandages, and from all over his body, making a dripping sound.

This situation is a desperate scene like hell for anyone.

But he seemed unaware, his scarlet eyeball turned, looked at Grandi with interest, and recited the lines from the nursery rhyme.

"Baptized on a stormy Tuesday?"

"Hahh ...

Grandi, who originally wanted to continue attacking, suddenly froze in place and became a little confused when he heard the ballad.

The bandaged man held onto the rusty water pipe in the sewer and slowly stood up, still reciting the nursery rhyme.

"We got married on a dark and dreadful Wednesday, and fell ill on a mild and gentle Thursday."

Grandi, who was listening to the nursery rhyme, suddenly became unusually quiet. He walked silently to a corner of the sewer, sat down and listened to the man reciting a somewhat familiar tune.

Since he regained consciousness, his memory was a barren blank, and it seemed that only this strange tune remained, so he took the name of this tune as his own name.

"What's next?"

"It is heavier on a sunny Friday, and dead on a bright and cheerful Saturday."

"Buried in the dry, hot Sunday."

"Is this what happened to you? You died and came back to life?"

The man's hoarse voice sounded like he was talking to Grandy, or like he was mumbling in a dream.

"Can a person live twice?"

Grandi remained silent. He didn't understand what a birthday was, nor could he go to church to be baptized. He had never been married, and he would never get sick. He couldn't be critically ill, and he didn't know what death was. Perhaps, he would never wait for someone to bury him.

Solomon Grundy could not remember any of this that night.

But Harvey Dent had already experienced it all that night——

"You really think you've got me? Harvey Dent! You think you've got me?!"

Maroney, who was shouting in the courtroom, cursed at Harvey Dent, who collapsed to the ground with his hands covering his face.

It was at this moment that the Knight of Light was completely buried by this city.

"Intelligence released"

".We have to go this time, don't we?"

"You can choose to block this task prompt." "I'll block your grandma." Ma Zhaodi sighed: "If I don't go this time, won't my conscience poke me in the spine for the rest of my life?"

"Om-"

"what?"

Jason in the porridge shed heard the familiar sound of a car starting, so he trotted out of the shed and saw Ma Zhaodi starting the car. He scratched his head in confusion.

"Ma Zhaodi! Didn't you just come back?"

"Today is Christmas Eve, and there is a knight waiting for me to give him a good night's sleep."

Ma Zhaodi winked at him: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
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Half an hour before Harvey Dent arrived home.

"squeak--!"

The sound of brakes was heard outside the door, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Let me confirm, we can reconstruct the scene, right?"

"You can purchase the 'One-Click Cleaning and Restoration' service in the system store. Asset points will be deducted based on the extent of the damage to the building. These points will be used to create a replacement for the damaged building, erase traces, and perform on-site restoration."

"OK, how many points do I have left?"

"41327 points"

"Very good. It seems that I don't use up many asset points on miscellaneous things."

The sound fell silent, and after a few seconds, a slight creaking sound suddenly came from the door of Harvey's house.

"crunch-"

As the lock core turned, the door was gently opened, and the whole process could be described as almost silent.

Intermediate Lockpicking Mastery cost me three thousand US dollars in asset points. Ma Zhaodi thought that this skill had better be useful in the future, otherwise I would lose a lot of money.

He tiptoed into the house and closed the door lightly, but did not turn on the light. Instead, he used an infrared night vision camera to carefully scan the interior of the room. Just as he lowered his head, he saw a set of footprints deep in the room - very light footprints that most people would never notice.

These were not Harvey Dent's footprints, nor did they look like his wife's. Ma Zhaodi, who possessed intermediate tracking proficiency, quickly determined that something was wrong and immediately became alert.

This means that the target of the mission, the super villain, should have entered Harvey's room.

"I'm afraid this tactic of ambushing in advance won't work." Ma Zhaodi thought.

He walked lightly along the footprints and entered a small study with a fireplace, where he saw a figure wearing a red Santa hat decorating a Christmas tree.

He deliberately broke into Harvey Dent's house and made an entire Christmas tree - ah, if Gordon saw this, he would know where to go to recover the stolen Christmas gifts.

Ma Zhaodi's footsteps were very light, but the man must have heard them. However, he continued to fiddle with the Christmas tree nonchalantly, as if he didn't take the guy behind him seriously.

"Oh, my dear boy, it seems that one of the little lights on the Christmas tree is not lighting up halfway."

He turned his head with a smile, and Ma Zhaodi could clearly see his pale face, dark red lips, and his signature evil smile.

When he saw Ma Zhaodi, an ecstatic look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Santa Claus?! Ha! This Christmas is getting more and more interesting!"

"Damn it--" At this moment, Ma Zhaodi, who was standing opposite him, had a dark look in his eyes.

"It's a clown indeed"

 Asset Points: $41327
  Panel: Primary Driving Proficiency, Primary Firearms Use Proficiency, Intermediate English Proficiency (I upgraded after speaking more), Intermediate Stealth Proficiency, Intermediate Tracking Proficiency, Intermediate Lockpicking Proficiency, Advanced Wheelchair Driving Proficiency, Advanced Cooking Proficiency

  Items: Ghost Fire Wheelchair, Eternal Pumpkin Lantern, San Pumpkin Headgear, Horn of Plenty, Protective Cross (9/9), Hacker Two-Piece Set, Eavesdropping Location Lighter

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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