I, V, Gotham Legend

The gang is just a gang after all. After being defeated, all that is left is a paper tiger. If you want to save Gotham, you may have to find another way.

Ma Long recalled the discussion about the mysterious beauty with pink and blue eyes on the way here, and there was an immature idea in his mind that had not yet taken shape.

"Middleman." Just before Malone was about to step out of the door, Helena called him, "Can I take someone with me?"

Marlon turned around and saw Helena standing next to a bald middle-aged man.

Although he didn't understand the situation, he nodded.

Helena picked up the panic-stricken man and dragged him out of the house.

"No! Wait! I didn't do anything! Mr. Falcone! Help! Mr. Falcone!" The man who was mentioned, Helena's adoptive father, Uncle Baker, couldn't help but scream.

Although the gangsters present all looked nervous, the Roman sitting in the main seat did not show any expression, and he condoned Helena's behavior.

Watching the two uninvited guests carrying the guests out of the room, Sophia finally couldn't help but look at her father: "Dad, you let them humiliate you like this?"

"Remember, Sofia... and you, Alberto..." Roman looked at the face on the wall and solemnly warned his two children, "If you want to gain a foothold in Gotham, never mess with that man... Times have changed."

...

Helena dragged Uncle Baker and brought him to the yard.

"Who are you? What are you going to do? I had a hard time getting the ticket to this dinner!" Uncle Baker obviously didn't recognize Helena.

Helena took a deep breath. She understood.

The uncle who longed for the gangster life had just been released on bail from prison, and he used his connections to find Roman again.

sorry.

Helena recalled Uncle Baker's kindness in raising her and apologized in her heart for what she was going to do next.

Then she punched Uncle Baker into the ground, grabbed his legs, pulled him out, and swung him like a face.

Uncle Baker was hit so hard that his head was dizzy, and Helena stepped on his stomach again.

"Ouch!" Baker almost vomited the dinner he had just eaten and screamed in pain.

"Just seeing you makes me sick!" Helena shouted in a processed voice, "Gangsters like you make me want to punch you! It's so uncomfortable to just watch but not do anything... You're so lucky to be picked out by me."

Helena smashed Baker's head with her fist wearing a gorilla glove, creating cracks on the solid granite floor. Baker was so scared that he almost cried.

"I hate gangs, and I hate seeing you in gangs even more!" Helena shouted out what had been accumulating in her heart. She loosened her feet and took a few steps back. "Go away, I will beat you up every time I see you from now on. Remember, the person who beats you up is called the Huntress."

"You... um..." Baker got up trembling. He wanted to scold this woman for being unreasonable, but the beating he just received made him dare not yell.

Looking at Helena's cold eyes, Baker crawled out of the yard.

Looking at Baker's embarrassed back and the unwilling expression before he ran away, Helena had a complicated expression, which finally turned into a helpless sigh.

NO75. Ending

Perhaps because it rained heavily not long ago, the weather in Gotham is clear tonight, and the white full moon is rarely seen surrounded by stars in the sky.

A dark warehouse is located in the corner of an industrial area. Its original function is no longer known, and only the wheel marks in front of the warehouse door prove that it has not been abandoned.

However, tonight, the warehouse was not as quiet as before. In the environment of rusty iron and rotten wood, there was a burst of gunfire, as if more than a dozen people were shooting at the same time.

There was a constant sound of flames burning wood and screams, it was like a massacre was going on inside.

When Batman finally arrived here, the battle was over, leaving only charred building materials and body parts on the ground.

Valerie, with blood plasma all over her clothes, kicked open the secret door while holding her two children, followed by a group of children.

Seeing Batman looking exhausted, Valerie was stunned.

"V?" Batman looked around at the corpses on the ground, then looked at Valerie in surprise.

"Even though there are no prosthetics, there are people who donate kidneys in Gotham! If a client hadn't come to me, I wouldn't have known about it." Valerie explained to Batman while holding her two children.

Batman noticed that the child in Valerie's arms had no legs.

"The legs of these two are missing, and the children in the back room can't be saved." Valerie sighed. "What kind of person would want a child's organs?"

She did not describe what was in the room behind her. Even though Valerie was now able to eat among the corpses, the scene still had a great psychological impact on her.

When human traffickers kidnap children, it is usually just human trafficking, but organ harvesting is truly insane and difficult to understand.

"I've been investigating a missing persons case in recent days, and I've just locked onto this place." Batman breathed a sigh of relief, and he explained to Valerie why he was here.

"After the Mad Hatter's death, Gotham's human traffickers became more dispersed."

"You mean they were originally a larger organization?" Valerie was surprised.

Batman didn't answer. In fact, Valerie's killing of the Mad Hatter did deal a major blow to Gotham's secret human smuggling industry.

That being said, he wasn't going to praise Valerie, even though this guy had killed so many people, he still didn't want to encourage her killing habit.

"I'm going to take these kids back to the middleman. Bye if there's nothing else." Seeing that Batman was in a sullen state again, Valerie wanted to say goodbye.

She walked out of the warehouse with a group of children like a duck.

The children walked around the scary big bat and followed the gentle-looking Miss V. Their little expressions looked scared but fortunately not numb.

"V." Batman suddenly called Valerie.

Valerie stopped and looked back in confusion.

"I investigated the Court of Owls. Although there is no definite result from the court yet, I found many murders of important people." Batman said.

Valerie took a deep breath, squinted her eyes and looked around, guarding against any bugs that might be thrown out.

"I didn't find the murderer." Batman couldn't help but say a word of relief when he saw Valerie's sneaky little movements.

This was of course false, and Batman saw through Miss V's modus operandi, but he decided not to delve into it.

The clue to this human traffickers' warehouse was found in the home of a wealthy man who was murdered by Valerie. That man was the umbrella for this group of human traffickers.

Anyway, Miss V left Shiva's name, so he just left it as it is.

Hearing that Batman had been fooled by her, Valerie breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little resentful: "You are really a busy man."

"It's going to be a long night," Batman said.

There have been more and more disappearances of upper-class people in recent days. When the police were solving the Anazi bomb last night, they also found the bodies of four big shots in Gotham Bank.

It is said that the last thing they did before they died was to transfer all their liquid assets to one account.

The account has been transferred multiple times, so it will take some time to find its whereabouts, but if nothing goes wrong, it should belong to the Riddler.

The mysterious city is still under blockade, and Wayne Group is still researching the antidote for white metal. It will take at least a week to liberate the city.

In addition, there are still a considerable number of Riddler's trophies that have not been collected. Although the Riddler himself has been imprisoned, his trophies contain the privacy of Gotham citizens, so it is better to destroy them as much as possible.

In addition to the above, the dormant Scarecrow and the gangs that may start another shooting at any time are also dark clouds hanging over Gotham.

Batman was still a busy man, but Valerie's night was done.

She took the children into the summoned van and drove towards downtown Gotham.

The client is the middle-aged woman who came to Valerie a few days ago to look for her child who disappeared in the sewer. The mastermind behind that incident is the Owl Court who wants to divert the attention of the suspect.

After getting rid of the Court of Owls, Valerie made a special call to this client, only to find out that the woman's child was actually kidnapped, and she was forced by the court to come to V by holding the child hostage.

Out of humanitarianism and the idea of ​​​​eradicating the problem at its root, Valerie did not pursue the middle-aged woman's involvement in the plot against her, but instead helped her find the missing child.

Having said that, Valerie was still a little unhappy about being tricked, so she decided to increase the commission.

These children have been scared by the hellish life, and Valerie doesn't have the patience to find their parents one by one. She decides to send all these children to Malone's orphanage and leave the rest to that good man!

The van glided along Gotham's smooth and clean roads. In the rare starry night sky, the moonlight and the bat-light logo hung high at the same time.

...

In the Gotham Prosecutor's Office, Harvey Dent, who had waited for two days, finally got the result he wanted.

The issuance of the Dent Act requires the stamp of the procuratorate and the government. Before that, even the best bill will be nothing but empty talk.

Fortunately, after the Anazi incident, the government, which had lost face in front of the whole world and had its prestige greatly damaged, was in urgent need of political achievements that could improve its credibility.

After confirming the disappearance of the previous judge, the Supreme People's Procuratorate also sent a new chief justice, who also wanted to set fire when he took office.

The three parties hit it off and the Dent Act is about to be officially introduced.

At this time, in the square in front of Gotham City Government, a group of people were busy setting up a stage for a press conference.

Harvey was dressed in a suit and took care of his appearance with the help of his wife.

Touching the coin in his hand, Harvey was mentally prepared to declare war on the gangs in front of the city's media.

1. Psychologist

"With funding from the Wayne Group, a month has passed since the cleanup and research of radioactive materials. Although the disturbing white fog has dissipated, the radiation coverage area is still under blockade..."

"The infected people in the mysterious city are being evacuated in an orderly manner with the help of the government army. Tonight will be the last rescue operation. According to preliminary statistics, about 200 people have been confirmed dead, and the number of injured and missing people is even more difficult to estimate..."

"The main criminal [Riddler] Edward Nygma has been taken to Arkham Asylum. Judging from the circulated images, the Riddler's injuries seem to be more serious than those shown in the live broadcast..."

"The mysterious girl V has recently become the most talked-about mysterious person in Gotham. According to the latest popular survey, the citizens of Gotham are very interested in who this mysterious hero is..."

In a private room of a newly opened high-end club in Gotham's new city district, Harleen Quinzel was resting her chin on her hand while drinking a rather high-end drink and watching the TV broadcasting the news with boredom.

This underground club suddenly appeared after the Mysterious City incident a month ago. It is reported that the group behind the club bought the building.

The club has no accurate name yet, and it feels like a makeshift group that was set up at short notice. However, during the entire afternoon that Harlin has sat here, he has seen many big names that he could only see on TV pass by the door.

Earlier in the Mystery City incident, Harleen was involved in the Joker's prison break, where she was taken hostage by the Joker and forced to kill someone.

This incident brought a great psychological shock to Ha Lin. Her superior showed some humanity and approved a one-month vacation adjustment for Ha Lin.

Having said that, Harlin has basically stayed at home and slept for the past month. She has become out of touch with society and doesn't know where to go even if she wants to travel.

We came to this mysterious high-end club today before dark, not for relaxation and entertainment.

Harlin is always alone, and it's awkward for her to go to a place like a bar.

Just when I woke up at home at noon today and was thinking about what to eat, I suddenly received a phone call.

It was her boss, who had already approved her leave, who asked this famous psychologist to go out for a consultation.

Whether Ha Lin is famous or not is another matter. It is obvious that the leader has accepted bribes again, but he has no free people under his command, so he found an ordinary employee like me.

Although Ha Lin's rank is not high, she is a top talent, which makes her superiors and colleagues like to assign work to her.

Whenever this happened, Harlin really hated her own genius.

"squeak…"

Just as Harlin was watching TV and lamenting about her life, the one-way window that was originally closed was suddenly opened.

Even the doors of the private rooms in this high-end club open automatically by face recognition. This is a piece of advanced technology that even Harlin has rarely seen before. The only people who can open the door at this time, apart from the club staff, should be the clients who have made appointments with them.

"Are you the...psychologist?" A woman with long black hair wearing sunglasses and a mask came in.

Harlin looked at the woman who came in with surprise. She seemed to have heard this voice before.

The woman walked into the private room and sat down opposite Harlin unceremoniously. The door behind her closed automatically.

"Hello?" Although she was frightened by the sudden aura, as an excellent psychologist, Harlin quickly got into the state.

"I don't think I'm sick, but the middleman begged me to come and see, so I came." The black-haired woman, that is, Valerie, took off her sunglasses, revealing her golden eyes.

Unlike the past, Valerie is now a big star. At the beginning, she enjoyed the feeling of being looked at and admired by people, but after a while, she found it troublesome.

Now Valerie will wear some small disguise when going out on the street, and will only change into classic skin when performing mercenary missions.

"Just treat us as friends and let's chat first." Harlin put down the drink.

It’s ironic that people who don’t have any friends because of work have to make friends for work.

"My name is V. Try to be quick." Valerie thought that she had a smart little brain and there would definitely be no problem, so it would be better to finish the conversation as soon as possible.

She has made new progress in her space station research and wants to go back early to do experiments.

"..." Harin hesitated, "My name is Harin...but my friends call me Harley, you can call me that too."