Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

At this point, Dean finally figured out the cause and effect.

"No wonder Dick invited me to Wayne Manor out of nowhere. It turned out to be to get rid of me so that Batgirl could steal the house."

After thinking of this, Dean did not feel panicked because he had anticipated this situation and had made arrangements at home in advance.

"Batgirl, Barbara Gordon, can you see the truth behind the facade?"

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At the same time, Thaston Mansion, underground secret room.

The entire secret room was not too big, but there was dust everywhere. Judging from the thickness of the dust, no one should have entered it for about half a year.

Most of the items placed inside are old furniture, such as wardrobes or dressing tables.

Obviously, Dean had no use for a dresser.

When Barbara approached the dressing table, she found that there were no skin care products placed on it, but a black and white photo standing on it.

The photo showed a couple with the words "Dear Parents" written on it.

In addition to this photo, there are also several portraits of the Thastons hanging on several walls of the secret room.

In an instant, Barbara's expression became extremely complicated.

There was a bit of heaviness, a bit of relaxation, and a bit of guilt in his expression.

She knew what the old furniture and furnishings in the secret room were.

These are all the relics left by the Sastons during their lifetime.

Barbara was not surprised that Dean built a secret room specifically to store his parents' belongings, because she had seen far crazier things than this.

As the saying goes, if you put these relics in a visible place at home, it will easily bring back bad memories and always be shrouded in the haze of your parents' death.

Dean put these items together in a secret room and came in to look at them once a year or every six months. There was nothing wrong with this, and it was actually a good thing for Dean's mental health.

"It seems that I really made a mistake. Kaitou Kidd should not be Dean."

Barbara lowered her head, looked at the footprints on the dust, and sighed.

"Now it's time to think about how to solve this problem..."

Chapter 51 Reserved

Late night, Wayne Manor.

In the recreation room, Dick slowly stretched out his hand, turning it forward and backward to reveal the palm and back of his hand.

There is nothing in my hand.

Then, Dick's hand shook slightly, and an Ace of Spades instantly appeared in his hand.

This wasn't the end yet, he continued to raise his hand, and then suddenly swung it down, and another Ace of Hearts appeared.

Dick quickly repeated this action twice, and the Ace of Clubs and the Ace of Diamonds came out of his hand one after another.

He brought the four Aces together with both hands and held them tightly.

After a slight pause for a second or two, his hands suddenly opened to both sides. The four playing cards that should have been revealed disappeared and turned into a bright red rose.

"I succeeded! How was it?"

After doing all this, Dick had a look of surprise on his face and looked at Dean not far away in front of him.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Dean clapped as usual and said, "You have become so good. It would be difficult for an average professional magician to see your flaws, let alone a layman."

The corner of Dick's mouth twitched, the implication being that he would be full of flaws in front of an extraordinary magician like you?

After dinner, Dean began teaching Dick magic. The two of them went to a room dedicated to entertainment in Wayne Manor and have been practicing until now.

What Dick performed just now was the magic trick Dean gave him today.

"That's it for today, Dick. I have to say that your progress is faster than I expected. If you can maintain your previous proficiency every time you change, then I think your current level is enough to coax you at the school dance. The girls are happy.”

Dean touched his chin and stared at Dick deeply.

"Two hours ago, your technique was so crude that anyone who wasn't blind could see the problem, but now it's no weaker than many amateur magicians. It's impossible for ordinary people to have your finger dexterity and body coordination. You Tell me honestly, have you ever practiced magic before?"

Hearing this, Dick was shocked. He really didn't know how the level of a magician was graded. In fact, he even deliberately lowered his progress.

Because he really thought it was easy to perform this kind of magic, but he didn't expect that he was progressing too fast.

"Barbara hasn't sent any information yet. If Dean is really Kaitou Kidd, his mind will easily guess that I am doubting his identity. I have to give a reasonable answer..."

Dick's mind was racing and he came up with a perfect answer in an instant.

"You know, Dean, I used to live in a circus. My parents were both aerial acrobats, and for an acrobat to be able to command his body freely is a necessity, so my hands are naturally stronger than others. Be flexible.”

When he mentioned his parents, Dick's eyes dimmed for a moment, but he soon showed a calm smile and said: "I have never studied magic before, and I have only a partial understanding of many principles."

"I see."

Dean nodded calmly, the expression on his face not changing at all.

This made Dick's heart suddenly lift, and he looked at Dean with the same expression.

Fortunately, Dean quickly looked away, turned and walked out of the house, turning his back to Dick and saying goodbye.

"It's getting late now, so I'll go home first."

"and many more!"

Seeing Dean was about to leave, Dick quickly stopped him.

Barbara hasn't sent a signal yet. Maybe she is still searching Dean's house. If Dean happens to bump into Barbara when he comes home, something will be wrong.

"Is there anything else?"

After being yelled at by Dick's voice, Dean turned around and asked strangely.

"It's already very late, Mr. Suston. I believe you saw it when you came here. Wayne Manor is too far from the city. If you go back now, it will be very late at night by the time you get home. In Gotham at night, It’s just too dangerous to drive on the streets.”

Alfred's voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.

Dean turned his head and saw Alfred walking down the corridor, holding a dinner plate with two cups of black tea on it.

"I suggest that you'd better stay one night. We have a lot of vacant rooms here. You can choose the one you like to stay. I will send you and Master Richard to school tomorrow morning."

Alfred said as he handed Dean a cup of black tea.

"This is pure Italian black tea, please enjoy."

"You know what? I want to say the same thing as Alfred, Dean, you sleep here tonight."

Dick ran over and picked up another cup of black tea, took a sip and said.

"It seems that Batgirl hasn't left my house yet, or she has left but didn't send a message to Dick..."

Dean thought to himself.

He pretended to hesitate for a long time and then suddenly thought of it, and decided to stay overnight.

"Okay, stay in Wayne Manor for one night, and I won't have to worry about having any material to brag about in the future."

Dean said to Dick jokingly.

"Then let me guide you. Please follow me, Mr. Suston."

Wayne Manor is really not that big. If Alfred hadn't been there to guide Dean, he might have gotten lost while walking in it for the first time.

After arriving in the guest room, Dean said goodbye to Alfred, took a simple shower and then went to bed peacefully, as if nothing had happened and he was not worried about the Batgirl at home.

The next day, Alfred drove Dean and Dick back to school and started school life as usual.

After the day's class, Dean planned to go home normally. The reason was that Dick learned magic very quickly and there was no need to go to Wayne Manor every day. A trip every few days was enough.

Dick's purpose was not to learn magic, so the two naturally reached an agreement.

After returning home, Dean did not rush into the house. Instead, he first observed whether there were any more cameras around the house, and then made sure that no one was following him, before taking out the key and opening the door.

After entering the door, it's still the same. First, look for any cameras or bugs.

Dean came to the center of the house, then took out a black object the size of a solid-state drive from somewhere, and pressed the button on it without saying anything.

It is the small surveillance system jammer that was redeemed in the system mall last time. It can automatically scan out surveillance cameras with a radius of fifteen meters and make them loop through the footage taken one minute ago. Moreover, this kind of interference cannot be blocked by the existing technical means on earth. detected.

When Dean turned on the jammer, the green indicator light on it lit up in less than a second.

This means that the jammer is working properly and it has scanned the presence of the security camera!

At the same time, a red dot appeared on the jammer's radar display.

"It's still somewhat public-spirited. Only one camera is installed, so it won't infringe privacy rights so completely."

Dean took the jammer and followed the direction of the radar to find the location of the camera.

However, when he found the hiding place of the camera, he suddenly discovered that there was...

Chapter 52 Wow!

At the door of the bedroom, Dean stood thoughtfully in front of the closed door.

The radar of the small surveillance system jammer showed that there was a surveillance camera hidden in his bedroom.

Why a bedroom? Although the bedroom is the most private place for anyone, in fact, except for sleeping time, Dean usually does not stay in the bedroom, but in places like the study, practice room, basement, living room and even the kitchen. It is the place where I stay most often.

After all, there are quite a lot of rooms in the Saston Mansion. Dean doesn't need one bedroom to be used for multiple purposes like ordinary people. He wants to make full use of every square meter of space.

Hmm... I always stay with a super rich guy like Dick, and I almost forget that I am also a "rich man" in the eyes of ordinary people.

Since Batgirl has installed a camera in the room, it means that she is still not completely reassured about Dean and still has a certain degree of doubt.

But why did she choose to monitor the bedroom? In comparison, shouldn't the study or basement be a more ideal surveillance location?

For a moment, Dean felt deeply confused.

He didn't plan to open the door and enter the bedroom for the time being, because he wasn't sure whether Batgirl was watching the surveillance footage at this time, and he also had to think about what to do with the camera.

It is definitely not advisable to directly find it and destroy it, at least not now.

Although Dean is now alone, Kidd's identity cannot be revealed casually.

He doesn't want to eat chicken wings for rice.

"Go to the basement first. With Batgirl's ability, it should be easy to find the secret room."

Being cautious, even though it was almost certain that there was only one camera in the house, Dean still held the surveillance jammer in his hand.

It wouldn't be fun if there were monitors hidden in corners beyond the fifteen-meter radius.

Arriving in the basement, Dean found the hidden switch on the wall and pressed it.

The secret room opens.

"It's amazing. All the footprints on the ground have been properly taken care of. The dust on the ground looks like no one has come in."

Dean's eyes flashed as he entered the secret room, and thick dust covered every floor.

It was impossible for Batgirl not to leave footprints in the dust when she came in. She must have been specially treated afterwards.

Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that the pile of dust in the secret room had a lot to do with it.

It is not naturally deposited dust, because Dean opens this secret room almost every day, so it is basically impossible for dust to accumulate.

So where does this dust come from?

It's very simple, they were redeemed by Dean through the system mall!

Just one exclamation point can be exchanged for dust covering the entire secret room, creating the illusion that no one has entered for a long time.

Moreover, the dust produced by the system is also uniquely identifiable. Dean can easily tell where the dust has been stepped on.

He believed that few people in the world could imagine that this seemingly ordinary dust on the ground actually hid mysteries.

In fact, it's not just dust, even these old so-called "relics" in the secret room are actually worn-out items redeemed by the system.

The price is very cheap, and the total value does not exceed 50 exclamation points.

Only that photo is real.

Dean started making these arrangements when he earned his first wow points.