I, V, Gotham Legend

The rhino's heavy body fell to the ground, and the entire KTV box shook like an earthquake.

"No!!!" Arnold knelt on the ground, watching the rhino hit the scar-faced doll on the ground with tears in his eyes.

No matter what, in Arnold's eyes, Scarface is his most respected boss.

He crawled to the rhino in tears. The guy was so heavy that Arnold could only pull a wooden forearm from his waist.

Obviously, the puppet had been smashed to pieces, and Arnold, who had no choice but to accept the reality, knelt on the ground in grief.

Batman ignored the old man. In his eyes, Scarface and Arnold were two different people. He even thought that Arnold was one of the ventriloquist's victims.

These are the people who really need treatment.

"Send a message to the police station. The ventriloquist is no longer a threat."

After Batman tied up Arnold and his men together, he spoke to his old butler through the communication headset.

"The message has been released. I don't think Director Gordon will yell at you to get out of here now." The sound of typing came from Alfred's place. "Also, Miss V just sent a message. She wants to meet with you."

"Can't I call?"

"I still hope you can go there in person." Alfred seemed to have not finished speaking.

Although he now understands that there is no possibility between the young master and V, he still hopes that the young master can have more exchanges with the only friend who knows all his secrets.

Batman left the KTV and rushed to the coordinates given by Alfred.

It was late at night, and even a city that never sleeps like Gotham had fallen into a state of rest, leaving only some neon lights and street lamps to illuminate the sparsely populated streets.

Valerie had taken Harvey and the little girl away from Sass's old house. They stood under a billboard on the roof of an apartment building, looking at the empty night scene of Gotham.

The hovercraft stopped nearby, and Sansa lay alone in it. After a moment of crying like a breakdown, the little girl fell asleep.

"The snow is melting so quickly." Valerie couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the snow that had already combined with water under her feet.

It's only February, but Gotham is already looking like it's about to welcome greenery. Valerie still has a deep impression of the snowstorm two months ago.

Of course, they were not standing here just to enjoy the snow. They were waiting for Helena to drive over. Harvey's wife Jenny was still with her.

"It's still quite cold." Harvey was standing next to Valerie. After hearing Valerie's sigh, he couldn't help but wrap his clothes tightly around himself.

Gotham is now much warmer than it was two months ago, but standing on the roof in early spring you can still feel the biting cold.

Seeing that Valerie seemed unaffected, Harvey couldn't help but marvel at the uniqueness of superhumans.

However, Valerie still felt cold, but she had been hanging out with Mr. Freeze, so this level of cold wind would not make her feel biting.

"If you can't stand it, you can get in the car," Valerie said sympathetically.

"I'm not that fragile...how long will it take for Jenny to come over?" Harvey changed the subject.

"Soon, she got along very well with my little follower and is now driving around." Valerie looked up at the sky again, "But the other person should come faster than her."

"Who?" Harvey asked curiously.

"This is not a good place for a meeting." A low and hoarse voice sounded, scaring Harvey. He turned around and saw Batman's glowing white eyes.

"I thought you would choose to talk on the phone." Valerie turned her head and looked at Batman's face.

"I think so too." Batman was as quiet as ever.

"Okay... I went to find that Sass you mentioned. Although I really wanted him to be punished by law, it's a pity that Shiva got there first." Valerie took the initiative to bring up the topic. "The criminal is already dead."

Batman stared at Valerie for a while, and after seeing Valerie was a little embarrassed, he nodded: "I understand."

They all knew what was being said, but they just kept it to themselves.

"Beep..." A car horn sounded. Valerie turned her head and saw a black car parked downstairs. Helena poked her head out of the car and waved over here.

"You can go down first. I have something to talk to this guy." Valerie waved her hand and then said to Harvey, "By the way, you can ask the huntress for my contact information. You may need me in the future."

Harvey nodded, tidied himself up briefly, and turned to leave.

Watching Harvey disappear at the stairs, Valerie turned back to look at Batman: "I didn't expect you to have opened the Huntress box."

"You are a dangerous person, and so are the people around you. I need to keep an eye on you." Batman was as straightforward as ever.

"Okay, okay, I get it. You're a really gloomy guy." Valerie waved her hand, "But is this really a good idea? This time you can be considered to be killing someone with a borrowed knife."

They had just reached a consensus that it was Shiva who did it, but Valerie brought it up again.

Mainly because Batman has always shown a sensitive attitude towards killing, which makes Valerie care about it. This time he revealed the pervert's address to her, and next time he might do it himself.

"I only have one principle." Batman replied in a low voice, but it seemed as if he was talking to himself.

"Hanging around with those bad guys day after day has already messed up your mentality." Valerie saw through the essence of the matter, "Maybe you need to relax a little and find more friends who are sunny and optimistic like me."

"This is my own business." Batman refused to discuss the subject.

"Well, I'm really not good at counseling..." Valerie put her arms on the balcony, looking at the Dent couple hugging each other on the ground and Helena who didn't know where to look, "How should I tell that child later..."

Although the psychological trauma has accompanied her throughout her life, Helena is always trying to get out of the nightmare and return to normal life at any time after she and Valerie have had enough fun.

But Sass is like a curse from the past. Even though this enemy is dead, he can still tear apart the memories that Helena deliberately hid.

Look at Batman next to him. The gangster who killed his parents was beaten to death not long after. Everyone in Gotham knows this, but Master Wayne obviously doesn't look relieved.

This is not a problem that can be solved by revenge alone. Helena's efforts to get out of the shadows over the past decade may be in vain.

Unfortunately, Batman was even worse at giving guidance. He just glanced at the people on the ground and felt that there was nothing to talk about.

But just before he was about to leave, Valerie suddenly turned around and asked: "How much do you know about Metropolis?"

NO17. Go to the metropolis!

The shabby black sedan stopped at the bottom of the hidden apartment building, where Harvey lived.

"I hope it doesn't interfere with the important things you've been busy with lately." Valerie waved her hand as she watched the Harveys get out of the back seat.

"Making friends with you is the most successful thing I have done recently." Harvey and Valerie have become much closer.

After watching Dent and his wife return to the apartment, Valerie looked back at the little girl Sansa who was sleeping in the back seat.

"What should she do?" Helena also looked in the direction Valerie was looking.

"His parents may have been killed. Even if they are not dead, they obviously cannot protect her. Let's send her to Marlon." Valerie made up her mind.

Malone owns several orphanages and welfare homes, so he should be able to take good care of the little girl.

"All up to you." Helena nodded. "Can we change the car?"

The car they were driving was bought by Valerie in Gotham in order to experiment with her vehicle-related capabilities, and she used it because she needed to keep a low profile.

Having said that, Helena still prefers the Sword in the Stone that she opened earlier, which looks very cool.

"Just go back. I have something to discuss with you." Valerie motioned for Helena to continue driving.

Helena started the engine obediently, and the old car moved slowly with the sound of the engine.

As the temperature dropped again in the second half of the night, there was a lot of ice on the road that had melted and then frozen again.

"Is there anything I can do?" Helena held the steering wheel and looked ahead.

"You are nineteen this year, right? School is about to start, right?" Valerie, leaning back in the passenger seat with her hands on the back of her head, chatted about family matters as if nothing had happened.

Helena was wondering why Valerie suddenly acted like a nagging elder. She thought Valerie might not want her to leave: "The university I'm attending now was very important to me in the past, but now I can stay in Gotham."

Her academic performance was good, and V Group had strong financial resources, so there was no problem for her to transfer to another school.

"Is that so..." Valerie rubbed her soft thighs nervously. Finally, she made up her mind and took out the cross necklace: "Do you remember this?"

Helena didn't take it seriously at first. She just glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and then the whole car shook due to the sudden braking.

"Where... did this come from?" Helena's voice trembled a little. Her dusty memories were awakened and she seemed to be back to that night.

Although after ten years she could now share her childhood stories with others with a smile, when she saw the familiar cross with her own eyes, her heart was still overwhelmed with emotion.

"I got rid of a psychopathic murderer. This was found in his home."

Valerie explained reluctantly.

Helena didn't know what to say for a moment. She took the necklace with her lips trembling.

The gold edge of the cross had been worn off. She remembered that her father attached great importance to these decorations and maintained them carefully every day. It was said that clean decorations could show piety to God.

She recalled the last time she saw the cross. It was soaked in her father's blood and was picked up by the killer after he had tortured her.

Helena held the cross in her fist and looked up. She saw herself in the car's windshield.

Even though she was still wearing a mask, tears flowed down her cheeks like pearls, and she didn't even realize she was crying.

Years of depression and sadness ravaged Helena's heart, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether she was in pain or unwilling.

"If possible... I would rather kill my enemies with my own hands." Helena wiped her tears with her hands and said through gritted teeth.

"I hope so, but you need more than just revenge right now." Valerie looked toward the roof of the car and said softly, "Let's go traveling."

Helena turned around and looked at Valerie unexpectedly, with tears still on her face.

She wondered why Valerie suddenly jumped into this topic.

"Hatred and pressure have consumed you too much. I can understand your pain. You should change your environment." Valerie recalled what Harin had said to her and imitated her.

Valerie is not a psychologist and doesn't know how to counsel others, but she had just seen a psychologist not long ago and she felt that what Harlin said made sense.

"Let's go out and play together. The doctor said this is very helpful." Valerie looked at the night sky outside the window. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen a real blue sky for a long time. It is said that the sky in the metropolis is very clear."

"I'm not sure..." Helena was a little confused.

"There is a superman there recently. It is said that he is a real alien and very, very strong." Valerie tried to arouse Helena's interest.

"Superman... a very super name." Helena said ignorantly.

It's not her fault. Although the name Superman is well-known to Valerie, a time traveler, in this world, Superman has only been on the scene for less than half a year, so he can be considered to be almost the same period as Valerie.

"Go to Metropolis, eat seafood, watch Superman, and maybe even Green Lantern." Valerie racked her brains to list the things she found interesting.

"Thank you, Miss V." Helena understood Valerie's good intentions, "But you don't have to trouble yourself for me."

"Don't say that!" Valerie put her hand on Helena's shoulder. "Actually, I want to go, so I want you to accompany me. I'm bullying you, as a noble boss, I'm bullying my employees."

To make her statement more convincing, Valerie raised her nose.

Looking at Valerie's arrogant look, Helena finally curled her lips: "You are very cute, Miss V."

"Cute?!" Hearing this standard word for complimenting a girl, and feeling a slight pain in her lower abdomen, Valerie finally remembered that she was in the midst of an identity crisis. "No, I order you to use another word!"

Helena said nothing. She smiled and stepped on the accelerator. The old car started again, gliding through the early spring streets, crushing the ice that was almost melting.

There are more street lights and pedestrians, and the building of the next life is already in sight.

After discussing all the way, they finally reached an agreement to make another week of preparations and then travel to the metropolis to have a good vacation away from the dark life of mercenaries.

The reason why they had to leave a week later was because Valerie had pre-ordered some things from Batman and needed to wait until they got them before leaving. And they also needed to make arrangements for their afterlife.

In a world full of dangers, we still need to try our best to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

After handing the sleeping Sansa to Marlon who was still awake, Valerie finally waved goodbye to Helena who had changed back into her casual clothes. She went into a private room in the club, ordered a glass of red wine, and ended a tiring day.

No. 18. Parade

Metropolis is located in Delaware, not far from Gotham City. Although it is also a coastal city, it is much sunnier than the always gloomy Gotham.

A low-key blue Porsche was driving in the urban area of ​​the metropolis at a speed that complied with traffic regulations, and the roar of the engine attracted envious glances from passers-by.

Valerie, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was wearing sunglasses and leaning her face against the window, looking bored. She had long red hair and was wearing a rock and roll studded outfit.

Because Miss V has become famous, Valerie hides herself in her daily life outside of work. Although she is still conspicuous, she will not be blocked by the media or fans.

Helena looked much more normal. She wore a white coat with a purple skirt and her long black hair was tied into a ponytail.

Because Valerie's player driving skills were disturbing, Helena forced her to drive.

After passing the city toll station, they could see the Ferris wheel reaching into the sky, which meant that they had finally officially entered the metropolis.

After obtaining the identity, it became much easier for Valerie to enter and exit the country, not to mention entering a city.

"It's so sunny here." Valerie rolled down the car window and stuck her furry head out to look up at the sunny sky.

Although Helena wanted to remind Valerie that this was dangerous, she quickly realized that Valerie was not an ordinary person, so she did not speak.