Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

From time to time, patrol teams pass by in the corridor. Each patrol team consists of two people. There are ten patrol teams in total, and they cycle every five minutes.

It seemed to be quite tightly guarded, with capable police officers armed with live ammunition everywhere.

But after the two Dicks entered the auction venue, the tense atmosphere suddenly eased a lot.

The entire venue is composed of two parts. The first half is an entertainment venue including restaurants, dance halls and bars, and the second half is the auction venue.

I saw hundreds of people already sitting in a restaurant in Nuo Da, enjoying the delicacies from the mountains and seas made with precious ingredients on the table.

There is a large ballroom-like open space next to the restaurant area, where pairs of noble ladies and gentlemen dance to beautiful music.

There were a large number of reporters in the venue, taking pictures of the group of celebrities.

There is another huge space deeper in the ballroom and restaurant. The two areas are separated by a huge bright red curtain. From the gap between the two curtains, you can vaguely glimpse rows of staggered steps of different heights inside. Seats, obviously the place to participate in the auction is inside.

All of today’s auction items, including the world’s largest pink diamond, the “Pink Dream,” are currently being placed in the storage room behind the auction house.

Although there were already many guests in the venue, Dick found that there seemed to be no GCPD police present.

I don’t know whether Gordon didn’t arrange manpower inside the venue, or whether the people who came in were plainclothes and hidden in the crowd.

For the top elite circles in Gotham, what good things can be found at auctions is not the first priority. After all, most of the competing items in the auctions are brought by themselves, and they are just the first ones to buy them. The second house, the second house switches to the third house, and the third house switches back to the first house. This is just a drama.

For them, this is more like a social gathering to deepen ties with other families, and there are also some not-so-clean exchanges of interests.

Of course, there are also people who simply think they have money but no place to spend it, and don’t want to buy conventional products with fixed prices and lack of excitement. They participate in auctions just to satisfy their consumption desires.

The trailer for Kaitou Kidd has attracted a lot of attention from the outside world. This group of people seemed to have no idea what to eat, drink and play. No one was worried about it, and no one was even talking about Kaitou Kidd. Virtue.

It was as if Kaitou Kidd was not taken seriously by them at all.

Looking at these so-called upper-class people who were obsessed with eating, drinking, having fun, and were arrogant and arrogant, Dick felt a sense of boredom in his heart for no reason.

Alfred noticed Dick's face from the side, smiled flatly and said: "Don't care about other people's thoughts and attitudes, you can't change them, and they don't want to change, we just need to do our own thing. "

"I know you don't like this group of people in front of you. I believe that Master Bruce hates them more than you do, but it is this disgusting group of ruling class that controls most of the resources in this city, so Master Bruce will do it every day. Disguise yourself and mix with this group of people, so that you can have the opportunity to use them to make this hopeless city a little better."

"Master Richard, I saw a few tables with Romanian cabbage and Italian cream mushroom sauce. It's dinner time now. Let's go fill our stomachs first."

"Yeah." Dick nodded helplessly, walked to the restaurant area with Alfred, and found a corner to sit down.

Not long after the two of them sat down, a young waiter came over with a menu and an empty dinner plate, and asked with a smile: "What do you two want to order?"

There are only dish names on the menu, but no prices. This is not to blackmail people, but because all food and drinks are free for guests participating in the auction.

The hotel is not the organizer of the auction, but only rents this floor as the auction venue. This alone has already received a huge amount of rent, and there are even more invisible hidden benefits.

Naturally, it is impossible to charge additional fees for these ordinary services.

The young waiter took out a pen and wrote down the dishes they ordered while listening.

During this process, Dick did not speak, and Alfred was the only one who announced the names of the dishes.

"A Cannes seafood caviar platter, two Romanian carnitas, one Norwegian smoked salmon, one baked escargot with Burgundy vanilla sauce, one bluefin tuna sashimi, one cream corn soup...that's all That’s right, right?”

The waiter took note of the dishes and repeated the confirmation. After receiving a positive reply, he turned around and left with the menu and empty plate.

"oops!"

However, when he turned around, a beautiful woman with blond hair and big waves happened to be walking behind him, and the two accidentally bumped into each other.

The blond beauty staggered and was about to fall backwards. Alfred, who was nearest, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly stretched out his hand to support her.

The waiter himself was fine, but the empty dinner plate in his hand was knocked off and fell upside down on the floor.

But at this time, he had no intention of paying attention to the empty dinner plate. He quickly helped the blonde beauty to stand up, while apologizing profusely with a panicked expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, guest, I didn't mean it! I...I didn't know you were behind me at the time!"

The waiter wanted to slap himself dozens of times immediately. Anyone who could participate in the auction would be a big shot that he could not afford to offend.

This time I almost knocked someone down. If the other person got angry, I would no longer have a foothold in Gotham!

"It's okay, I'm fine."

The blonde beauty stood up, straightened her appearance, and smiled at the waiter, "It's me who should apologize. I walked in too fast and didn't notice you were about to turn around."

"You don't blame me?" the waiter asked in disbelief.

"It's just a trivial matter. There's nothing strange about it." The blonde beauty waved her hand, "There are so many people in the restaurant, so you must be quite busy. I hope it doesn't affect your work."

Hearing this, the waiter immediately felt as if he had been granted amnesty and hurriedly left the place.

"You...you are Miss Vicky Weir, right?"

At this time, Alfred looked at the blonde and asked.

When she heard someone calling her, Vicky took a closer look at the person who had just supported her, and found that he looked familiar.

"Is that you, Alfred?"

Chapter 20: Kaito Kidd’s provocation!

"You haven't changed much from before, Alfred. Is Bruce here too?"

Looking at Alfred, Vicky showed an expression as if she was meeting an old acquaintance of many years.

"No, Master Bruce is busy with important matters and did not come to attend."

Alfred shook his head slightly.

"This child..."

Vicky turned her gaze to Dick, looking at the young man whose height required her to look up slightly, and asked in disbelief: "You are not Richard Grayson, are you? You have grown so big in a blink of an eye, we When was the last time we met, three years ago? Or four years ago?"

"It's been almost six years, Miss Vale."

Dick said with a smile.

"It's really you. I didn't expect it has been so long..."

Vicky said wistfully.

Many years ago, Vicky Vale dated Bruce Wayne. It was not a simple physical relationship, but a serious love affair.

Well...at least in name only.

On the day Dick's parents died, Bruce accompanied Vicky to the circus. Vicky witnessed the entire process of Dick being adopted by Bruce.

At first, Bruce and Vicky got along well, but the relationship did not last long, just like every relationship Bruce had.

Although, even though the relationship ended, Bruce and Vicki still went out on dates from time to time...

"Have you had your dinner, Miss Weir?"

Alfred looked at Vicky who was alone and asked, "I mean, if you don't mind, you can sit with us."

"Thank you for your kindness, Alfred. I'd love to catch up with you, but I've already eaten. I came to the restaurant to find Gray Tard Ethan."

Vicki declined Alfred's invitation.

"Grey Tard Ethan? Is he the general manager of Ethan International Shipping Company? I heard that the 'Pink Fantasy' diamond at the auction belongs to him."

Dick asked curiously.

"Yes, that's him. I have a lot of questions and want to interview him in person."

Vicky affirmed.

"What's the problem? Is it related to Kaitou Kidd? Or is it related to the rumors about the Penguin?"

Dick pressed on.

Vicki looked Dick up and down, then declined with a smile: "As expected of a child raised by Bruce, your curiosity is almost as good as his, so I have to tell you the same thing as him, these are reporters' business It’s confidential, I can’t tell you any details.”

"Well, I hope I didn't embarrass you."

Dick said disappointedly.

"Okay guys, I have to go now. The auction starts in half an hour. I wonder if I can find Mr. Ethan before it starts."

Vicky looked at her watch and said, and then left in a hurry.

"Good luck, Miss Weir."

Alfred and Dick encouraged her.

Watching Vicky go away, the two of them prepared to sit back at the dining table.

"Ok?"

At this time, Dick suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something on the floor under the table.

He leaned down and took a look. It turned out to be the empty dinner plate that the waiter had knocked off just now. Since the place where the plate fell was right under the table, Dick and Alfred didn't see it when they stood up to chat with Vicky. .

In addition, the waiter was running too fast, so the two of them didn't pay much attention to the empty dinner plate still on the ground.

"It's just that I accidentally bumped into someone passing by from behind. The waiter was so scared. You can only imagine what the usual style of those nobles is..."

Dick knelt down and picked up the empty dinner plate covering the ground, thinking dissatisfiedly.

But when he picked up the empty dinner plate, Dick's expression suddenly changed.

I saw a white card suddenly appearing on the floor where the dinner plate was held down!

"Is there anything under the table, Master Richard?"

Alfred asked strangely when he saw Dick ducking under the table and not coming out.

"Afu, we just met Kaitou Kidd!"

Dick got out from under the table with a solemn expression, holding the white card in his hand.

"I just don't know which one is Kidd, the waiter or Miss Weir."

"Did I hear you correctly? What did you just say?"

Hearing Dick talk about Kaitou Kidd, Alfred's expression suddenly became serious.

Dick looked around and saw that there was almost no one nearby. Vicky and the waiter who were here not long ago were also gone.

He placed the card on the table so that both himself and Alfred could see the words on it.

"Dear Robin:

I am among you here and now, come to me, little bird beside the bat, if you can find me before the bell rings, I will give you a surprise.

Yours sincerely, Kaitou Kidd"

"Master Richard, this is it!"

Alfred stood up from his chair in shock and covered up the words on the card as quickly as possible.

At the same time, he kept looking left and right, as if he was afraid that others would see the content on the card.

"Don't get excited, Afu, I just confirmed that no one is paying attention to us now."

Dick said solemnly.

"Kaitou Kidd, he knows your identity!"

Alfred lowered his voice and said.

Dick took a deep breath to calm down and replied in a low voice: "I don't want to believe it either, but it turns out that he does know that I am Robin."

"How is this possible? Kaitou Kidd has only met Robin once. How could he know that Robin is you?"

Alfred still couldn't believe it.

"I don't know. Apart from Bruce, you and Barbara, only the heroes of the Justice League know that I am Robin. There is no way Kidd knows who I am."

Dick frowned, thinking about all the possibilities in his mind.

Suddenly, Alfred hid the card in his clothes and said to Dick with a worried face: "Kidd knows who you are, which means that Master Bruce's identity is likely to be exposed."

"It's too dangerous to stay here! Master Richard, we have to leave now!"

"No, Fu, if we leave now, we will play into Kaitou Kidd's hands."

Dick shook his head, "This card is Kaitou Kidd's provocation to me. He wants to test whether I dare to stay after knowing that my identity is exposed. If I stay, I will play a game of finding someone with him. If For me to retreat is equivalent to admitting defeat in the game.”

"Have you thought it through, Master Richard?"

Alfred stared at Dick and asked, "Do you know what will be waiting for you if Kaitou Kid tells others your identity?"

"I'm pretty sure Kaito Kidd wouldn't do that, at least not now, otherwise all the criminals in Gotham would have come to kill me."