Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

On the other side, Gotham High School, the campus dance scene.

Rather than saying this is the scene of a school dance, it would be more appropriate to say that this is Dean Thaston's magic show.

Because at this time, almost half of the students had gathered on the lawn that was originally a resting area, but the formal activity venue seemed a little sparse.

On the lawn, countless students gathered around Dean in the center. The innermost circles were almost all filled with girls, and most of the boys stood on the outside.

It's hard to imagine how the girls managed to squeeze in.

This is the first time this has happened since Gotham High School started hosting dances.

In the center of the crowd, Dean took out a deck of playing cards and asked loudly.

"Now I need the cooperation of an audience member to perform the next magic trick. Is there any student who can volunteer?"

As soon as they heard Dean's words, the girls around them immediately became excited, raised their hands and shouted wildly: "Me! Me! Look at me!"

The one who shouted the loudest was Lucy, who was closest to Dean. She was deeply impressed by Dean's performance just now, and she wanted to experience it again.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lucy. Although I would be happy to work with you again, it is best to leave the opportunity to others now."

Dean smiled and shook his head at her.

He glanced around and found that everyone had their hands raised high, and he suddenly said distressed.

"Everyone is very enthusiastic. It seems like everyone wants to be my helper. It's really difficult to choose just one."

After thinking about it, Dean closed his eyes and said, "For the sake of fairness, I will just click on one."

Dean, with his eyes closed, began to spin in circles.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

After turning around for a few times, he suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to point forward.

Then he opened his eyes and saw that the person he clicked was a girl with medium-long brown hair and a slender figure.

Coincidentally, Dean also knew this girl named Ava, who was his classmate and was once one of his suitors.

"It seems that God wants you to help me complete this magic trick. Ava, please come over."

Dean smiled and extended the invitation to Ava.

Ava's face was powdered, her eyes were shining with gold, and she looked very excited.

She trotted to Dean and asked expectantly: "Dean, what do you need me to do?"

Dean showed her the deck of playing cards in his hand and said, "I will start the remake later. I need you to see and remember one of the cards inside."

"Is... just like this?"

Ava said with some disappointment in her eyes. Before, Dean and Lucy borrowed roses, asked about their favorite colors, and finally held Dean's hat with her own hands. She also imagined that she could receive similar treatment.

Just imagine, that was the top hat that Dean had worn on his own!

If she could hold that hat, she swore she wouldn't wash her hands all night!

Unexpectedly, her task was as simple as memorizing a card.

Dean didn't know that the girl in front of him had such rich psychological activities. He held the playing cards in front of Ava with his left hand and placed his right hand on the top of the deck.

"Are you ready? I'm going to start flipping the cards now."

Although she was a little disappointed in her heart, Ava quickly got into the mood. She didn't want Dean to misunderstand her.

"Well, I'm ready."

Ava nodded, indicating that she was ready.

Dean used his right hand to pick up the upper half of the deck of playing cards, and then quickly turned them over.

Ava only vaguely saw a spade, and passed by without even seeing the number clearly.

"Isn't it a little too fast? It doesn't matter. Let's do it again."

Dean also seemed to realize that the speed of flipping cards just now was too fast, so he repeated the action just now, slowing down slightly.

Hua Hua Hua——

The deck of cards was quickly turned over.

This time Ava finally saw the card clearly, a ten of spades, and she remembered this card in her heart.

"Dean, do I need to call that card out?"

Ava asked.

"No, don't say it yet, especially don't let me know which card you saw."

Dean smiled and shook his head.

He shuffled the playing cards and then randomly picked out a Pandora flower cut.

Then the deck of cards was spread out in a fan shape in front of Ava, and each card was clearly visible without any overlapping cards.

"Now look inside to see if there's the card you just saw."

Ava opened her eyes and looked carefully, and found that there were all the cards in it, but the ten of spades was missing.

But she was pretty sure she had just seen the ten of spades.

Ava shook her head in surprise and said, "I didn't see it."

"The reason you didn't see it is because you looked too close."

Dean said mysteriously, "What did I just say? When you look closer..."

"The less you'll see!"

Lucy next to her rushed to answer.

"well said."

Dean nodded, and then suddenly threw the playing cards in his hand into the sky.

The surrounding audience all looked up to the sky, and then they were deeply shocked by the scene they saw in front of them.

I saw the lights in the teaching building opposite with all the lights turned off suddenly turned on.

Not all lights are turned on at the same time, only a small number of classroom lights on each floor are lit.

And if you connect all the classrooms with lights on, you will see a huge "Ten of Spades".

The impact of this scene was so huge that everyone was stunned and opened their mouths from ear to ear.

The most shocked among them was naturally Ava, because only she knew which card she just saw.

"Now, Ava, you can tell me what that card is that you saw."

Dean spread his hands and motioned for Ava to tell her the final answer.

Unexpectedly, when he spread his hands, Ava rushed over and hugged Dean's waist.

"Ten of spades, what I see is the ten of spades!"

Ava shouted excitedly.

It's just that the girls around them are no longer thinking about poker.

"Shet! Ava, you stinky bitch, who allowed you to hug Dean!"

"Let him go! Let me do it!"

"What did you say? Dean is mine!"

"I don't care! If Ava can hold Dean, so can I!"

No one knew who was leading the attack, but all the girls around him rushed toward Dean, all of them fierce and fierce, like hungry wolves.

"Hey hey hey... don't come over here!"

At the same time, the teaching building.

Dick was sweating profusely and standing on the wall of the dozen or so floors. He had spent a lot of energy on making the switch on the light switches in each classroom in a hurry.

Looking down at Dean, who was overwhelmed by countless girls, Dick thought in an extremely unbalanced mind: "Damn it! How could I remember that I was the one who wanted to use magic to pick up girls in the first place!"

"Why is it now Dean's personal show? I want to help him complete the magic trick instead?"

Chapter 77 Dick and Spark

After a while, Dean quietly slipped out of the crowd.

"Phew - I finally ran out. Fanatic fans are really harder to deal with than the police."

Dean let out a long sigh of relief and thought to himself.

At this moment, the girls in the center of the crowd were still frantically looking for Dean.

Dean quickly left the scene while no one was paying attention to him.

After a while, he ran into Dick who had just ran over from the teaching building.

"Thank you very much for just now, Dick."

Dean waved at him and said.

"You should thank me properly, because you were not the one who was chased and accused by the dean of turning on the lights."

Dick rolled his eyes and said, "How does it feel to be in the limelight? Isn't it very refreshing? I was very tired and got scolded."

"Okay, Master Dick, you've worked hard this time. How about I take the time to teach you some useful magic tricks to pick up girls later?"

Dean shrugged.

"I want to learn the trick that works best, like pulling a dove out of a hat."

Dick punched Dean hard on the shoulder.

"By the way, where did you hide those pigeons before? There is only so much space in a top hat, and no matter how elaborate the mechanism is, it cannot hold so many pigeons."

"secret."

A mysterious smile appeared on Dean's lips.

“Mystery makes a magician more attractive.”

"Alas!"

Seeing Dean's pretentious face, Dick looked disgusted and expressed great disdain.

Dean didn't care about Dick's dislike, because good men will always be jealous of other men.

He turned to look at Dick and asked curiously: "I'm quite curious. With your relationship with the Wayne family, if you reveal just a little bit of information, countless girls will flock to you. Why do you still think about all kinds of weird things?" Weird tricks to pick up girls?"

Although Dick's guardian is Bruce Wayne, only a handful of people in the school know about it except the principal and a few teachers.

Even among his classmates, few knew that the man whose name they had teased was the current eldest son of the Wayne family.

"Because I am Richard Grayson, not Richard Wayne, and I am grateful that Bruce adopted me, but I have no intention of using the Wayne family name for my own personal gain."

Dick replied without thinking, blurting out this sentence without any thought or hesitation.

"I see, but for the expenses you need to date your ex-girlfriends, you will still ask Mr. Wayne for pocket money, right?"

As soon as he said this, Dick's face suddenly darkened and he said, "That's different! And I also do odd jobs to make money, right?"

"Don't worry, take it easy, take it easy, I know everything about you, it's just a joke."

Dean squinted his eyes and smiled, then his expression suddenly straightened.

"To be honest, if I were you, I wouldn't have so many worries. It's not like you have to promote yourself as Wayne's adopted son in such a high profile. At least when people ask you where you live, you don't have to hesitate for a long time. , admitting that you are a member of the Wayne family does not mean that you are using this identity to do anything."

"I mean, I always feel like deep down you're resisting being Bruce Wayne's son, but why? He's your adoptive father and you're his adopted son, that's a fact."

In fact, what Dick resists is not the identity of Bruce's adopted son, but another identity.

An identity that was almost overwhelming him and suffocating him.

But Dick couldn't tell Dean those dark secrets.

"Maybe you're right, Dean, but I have my way of life."

Dick said.

"...There's no need to make the atmosphere so heavy. Just think that I was talking nonsense. Now let's change the topic."