Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

"Are you sure you don't underestimate Kaito Kid's abilities too much, Master Richard?"

Alfred looked Dick up and down and reminded: "As you said, other super criminals don't have the strengths of Kaid, and Catwoman is the same in this regard, but Batman's pursuit of Catwoman It’s been a protracted tug of war.”

"Maybe asking someone to help you can catch Kaitou Kidd faster, so you can persuade him to turn around."

This was a very reasonable suggestion, but Dick refused it without even thinking about it.

"I can handle these things alone, Alfred. When I had to leave Gotham temporarily to focus on the affairs of the Teen Titans, Batman did a great job in Gotham. If Bruce can do it, so can I! "

"And now that Bruce is solving the Justice League's affairs, who can help me, Barbara? It has only been less than half a year since Bruce agreed to her becoming Batgirl. She has too little experience."

At this time, Alfred pointed at himself and said: "Master Richard, I am not too old to walk on the road yet."

"The auction at Gotham International Hotel starts at four o'clock in the afternoon, officially starts at nine o'clock in the evening, and lasts until half past midnight. No one can guarantee when Kaito Kidd will sneak in."

Alfred said his thoughts, "Master Richard, you can't enter the hotel wearing Robin's uniform or stay outside the hotel for such a long time, right?"

The first time Dick encountered Kaitou Kidd, he suffered a loss. It had a lot to do with the fact that he did not attend the scene in person but waited outside.

"Afu, are you saying that you and I will directly enter the auction in the name of the Wayne family and wait for Kaito Kidd to show up?"

"You are still a minor, so of course you will be accompanied by me, the butler."

Alfred said matter-of-factly, "Besides, even if there is no Kaitou Kidd matter, I hope you can participate in more group activities."

"Thank you for your suggestion, Ah Fu. Let us go together on the day of the auction. But there is no need for group activities. The Teen Titans' group activities are enough to make me miserable..."

Dick nodded seriously and agreed with Alfred's plan.

-

In response to Kaitou Kidd, Robin, GCPD and even Penguin all made their own response plans.

On the other side, the initiator of all this - Kaitou Kidd is not idle either.

In the more than a week before the auction, Dean either continued to improve his techniques or went out to visit locations and collect intelligence every day.

Check with Dick from time to time to confirm whether you need to adjust your action plan temporarily.

It's a pity that Dick is not from the Zhongshan Police Department after all. From the difficulty of his routine, Dean actually didn't get much useful information.

However, Dean knew that Dick would participate in the auction as a representative of the Wayne Group accompanied by Alfred.

This may be considered important information.

Time passed like this little by little, and soon it was the day when the auction started.

On this day, Dean went to take a nice nap before the operation and did not get up until after five o'clock in the afternoon, so that he could maintain the best mental state during the night operation.

Dean put all the equipment he had prepared in advance on his body and headed towards the Gotham International Hotel.

At this time, the auction had already started for an hour, and Dean was still unhurried. According to his week-long inspection, there was still an hour and a half before the most important time point.

Some time later, Gotham International Hotel.

The large kitchen on the first floor is currently busy at work. Everyone is working hard and showing off their best skills.

Because the auction spans a long time, it is impossible for the people participating in the auction to go hungry, not to mention that these people are also powerful people in Gotham's upper class society.

Therefore, the hotel must be responsible for catering during this period, and all the pressure must be placed on the kitchen.

Once someone makes a mistake and lets a big shot fail to eat well, what awaits him will definitely not be a good end.

Even before the admission time, the kitchen was busy. They had to ensure that fresh ingredients were delivered to the restaurant at all times throughout the auction, even if no one might eat in the end.

This will inevitably cause a lot of waste.

"Tom, are you blind? The trash can is almost full again. Pull it out and empty it quickly!"

In the kitchen, an old employee responsible for making seafood sashimi pointed at the trash can filled with various offal and shouted loudly at the intern who was working nearby.

"I know, I'm going to pour it now!"

When Tom, an intern who had just arrived for two months, heard the roar, he quickly ran over and picked up the trash can. He obviously could not adapt to the sudden increase in workload by more than ten times.

Tom walked out of the back kitchen door with a trash can full of bloody smell, pinched his nose and dumped all the garbage inside into the big trash can.

He has repeated this action no less than twenty times today, because he has thrown away almost all the trash cans in the kitchen.

Whether it was seafood offal, poultry bones, or fruit peels, he almost vomited after looking at all kinds of kitchen waste today. In fact, he had already vomited once.

Of course, his job is not just to throw away garbage, but also to clean floors and other odd jobs.

"I really need to take a good rest."

Tom dragged his tired body to the edge and leaned against the wall to take a nap.

Away from the stench of the trash can and away from the surveillance range of the surveillance camera above the back door.

"You really need to get some rest."

At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Chapter 18 What are you doing?

Before poor Tom could react, his vision went black and he fainted.

Dean quickly lifted the unconscious Tom onto his shoulders, then took out his grapple gun and fired it towards the top of the hotel, taking Tom up to the rooftop with him.

When he visited the hotel before, Dean found that the hotel rooftop was bare and there were no stairs or elevators to enter the hotel.

Although there are ventilation ducts that can reach the presidential suite on the 25th floor, there is only an exclusive elevator in the presidential suite that can go directly to the first floor, and a special elevator card is required to activate it.

So Dean couldn't use the ventilation ducts to sneak into the auction.

But for Dean, the rooftop still has advantages that can be exploited.

That is, basically no one else will come up here, and he can safely place the unconscious Tom on the rooftop.

"You'd better sleep a little longer."

Dean asked Tom to lie flat on his back in the center of the rooftop, then took a small sleeping pill from his arms and put it into his mouth, letting him hold it.

The sleeping pills are specially made and will melt quickly when held in the mouth. The effect of the medicine is not that strong. You will almost wake up after about five or six hours of sleep.

Then, Dean took off Tom's coat and pants and put them on himself, then took out the face mask he made a few days ago and put it on.

During this time, Dean often came here to investigate, paying special attention to the situation in the kitchen.

Then he discovered that almost every time the person who came out to take out the trash was Tom. Judging from the latter's age, it was not difficult to deduce that he was an intern who had just been employed for two and a half months and was doing all kinds of odd jobs.

So Dean made Tom's mask early, which came in handy.

But even if it wasn't Tom who came out to take out the trash, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Dean always keeps two or three faceless semi-finished masks on him, which can be used to temporarily make anyone's face, just to deal with this situation.

"Ahem - I really need to take a good rest...I really need to take a good rest, perfect!"

After putting on his clothes and mask, and confirming that his appearance was exactly the same as Tom's, Dean coughed twice and cleared his throat.

He said two words in succession that Tom had said just now, and his voice changed rapidly. In just two words, the timbre was so close that the human ear could not distinguish it.

Back on the ground, Dean used Tom's employee card, opened the back door of the hotel and walked in, holding the trash can that Tom had taken out.

-

Gotham International Hotel, entrance.

A dark Rolls-Royce Phantom drove over and stopped in front of the laid out red carpet.

Dick Grayson and Alfred, dressed in luxurious attire, got out of the back seat and the driver's seat respectively.

The hotel's parking attendant immediately came over, took Alfred's place in the driver's seat, and drove the car to the parking lot.

At the same time, the welcoming waiter also came to the two of them. After checking the invitation, he saluted respectfully: "Dear Mr. Grayson and Mr. Pennyworth, welcome you to the auction."

"plz follow me."

Under the guidance of the welcome waiter, Dick and Alfred entered the hotel lobby together.

Then they saw a row of solemn GCPD police officers conducting security checks on every guest entering the hotel.

The man leading the team was nearly fifty years old, had a big belly, and wore a greasy cowboy hat. He was none other than Gordon's deputy, Harvey Bullock.

"Officer Bullock, what are you doing?"

Alfred and Dick went up to inquire.

"Oh, Mr. Pennyworth, and little Grayson, you guys are here, does that mean Mr. Wayne is also here to attend the auction?"

After seeing Alfred and the two, Bullock said very familiarly.

He also patted Dick on the shoulder, "I haven't seen you in two years. I didn't expect you to be so tall. How are you living in Wayne's big house? Is Mr. Wayne okay with you?" "

Dick's parents once worked in Gotham's most famous circus, performing various difficult aerial acrobatics, and were known as the Flying Graysons.

Later, during a performance, the Graysons were murdered and died on the stage. Dick was only eight or nine years old at that time.

That day, Bruce Wayne happened to be watching a circus performance with a girlfriend. Bruce was so moved that he decided to adopt Dick on the spot, so that Dick would not become an orphan.

The people in charge of the case at the time were Gordon and Bullock, and they were very familiar with each other.

"Thank you for your concern, Officer Bullock. I am doing well. Both Alfred and Bruce regard me as a true family member and have no reservations about me."

Dick said with a smile.

"That's good."

Brock nodded happily.

"Mr. Wayne has something to do tonight, so I'm the only one who will accompany Master Richard here."

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Alfred opened his mouth to explain.

"She's probably busy spending time with a beautiful lady."

Brock snorted.

"Are there so many police officers in the hotel because of the Kaitou Kidd mentioned in the news?"

Alfred asked knowingly as he looked at the entire row of police officers next to him.

"Well, as far as we know, Kaitou Kidd is suspected of having superb disguise skills, or a deformation ability similar to Clayface, so anyone you see may be Kaitou Kidd, so in addition to checking the invitation, enter the hotel An additional inspection is necessary.”

As Brock said this, he reached out to Dick in front of him without warning and grabbed his cheek.

"like this."

"Ouch! What are you doing?"

Dick grumbled as his cheek was suddenly grabbed.

"Whether it's a disguise or a superpower like clay face, you can tell whether the person is you by grabbing your face like this."

Brock let go of his hand, and Dick's cheeks were slightly red and swollen. It seemed that Brock had used a lot of force.

Then he grabbed Alfred's face again, but this time he seemed much gentler. After all, Alfred was already very old.

At the entrance of the hotel lobby, every guest who comes in has to experience this. Of course, if there are female guests who do not want to be touched by male police officers, GCPD also has female police officers.

"Sorry, this is also to ensure that Kaitou Kidd doesn't sneak in in front of us. Please forgive me."

Brock said something apologetic, but the smile on his face was completely different.

"Where is Commissioner Gordon? Didn't he come today?"

Dick rubbed his face, turned his head and looked around and asked.

"Jim is setting up a defense line at the auction venue, and I am only responsible for guarding the door."

Bullock explained.

"Then we won't interrupt you in your official duties, Officer Bullock."

Alfred said with a smile, taking Dick with him through the security check and taking the elevator to the auction site on the 18th floor.

(The college entrance examination starts today, brothers)

Chapter 19: Vicky's Arrival

As soon as they reached the eighteenth floor, Dick and Alfred saw a police presence several times greater than at the entrance.

After walking out of the elevator, at least three sentries were posted at every fork in the road, and five police officers were even assigned to some key passages.