I, V, Gotham Legend

Seeing Valerie suddenly fall into deep thought, Bruce did not disturb her. He opened his suit, took out a packet of envelopes from his arms and handed it to Valerie.

"This is the material about some of Maroni's transactions in the metropolis. I can't stay here for long. I will go directly to deal with the main culprit tonight. I need you to help me get rid of these strongholds." Bruce explained.

"Ah... okay." Valerie was a little reluctant, but did not refuse, "New Year's Day is tomorrow, and we can just fire a few shots and treat them as firecrackers."

Bruce was silent for a moment, reminiscing about the past.

When Bruce was traveling around the world to hone his skills, he also spent a few years in China. People in that country are very obsessed with their Spring Festival.

Bruce couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic when he saw Valerie's persistence, but he still buried his feelings in his heart.

At this moment, the regular and crisp sound of leather shoes was heard. Valerie, who was standing at the door, straightened her back vigilantly and looked back.

Alfred was still dressed smartly in a straight tuxedo. He walked to a position about two meters behind Valerie and stopped.

"Long time no see, Miss V." Alfred smiled gently.

"I got scared. Your footsteps sounded the same as the ones I heard during the military exercise. I thought some military idiot was going to arrest me again." Valerie breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have indeed been trained to join the army," Alfred replied politely. "I have heard about your heroic performance in the war against aliens. It is reassuring to have you around, Miss V."

Alfred's eloquent praise touched Valerie's heart, and she snorted with satisfaction.

Bruce glanced at Valerie, then retracted his gaze and looked at Alfu: "Has the ballet troupe arrived?"

Valerie looked at Bruce's face in surprise: "You really invited an entire ballet troupe? Are you going to have a group sex here?"

As she spoke, she looked around the spacious presidential suite.

"This is necessary to maintain Bruce Wayne's image... But there will be no group activities today. There will be an important operation in the evening." Bruce Zhen answered.

His plan was to watch the dance troupe's performance here for half the night. Booking the dance troupe but doing nothing with it was in line with the blues man's character of being stupid and having a lot of money.

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore." Valerie was about to leave as she still had a group of guests left in the laboratory that had not been accommodated.

But just as Valerie reached the door, she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I'll share this with you. After all, you're a hero." As she said that, Valerie turned around and threw a black object to Batman.

Batman raised his hand and caught the flying object, holding it in front of his eyes to examine it.

It was a piece of something that looked like both glue and metal, and it felt somewhat elastic.

"This is a fragment of alien armor. I'll give you a piece." Valerie said generously. "After all, you can be considered a hero in this war."

It means that the money Valerie spent on summoning the spaceship was basically earned from Batman.

Without further ado, Bruce accepted the armor fragments. He planned to check them when he got back.

"Gather at midnight tonight."

NO2. Thief!

When Valerie pushed open the door of the laboratory, she saw a hail of bullets in the room. The sentry machine guns hidden in the walls all poked their heads out, and the four members of the suicide squad hid behind a bunker.

A huge shark man was hung upside down by a pink refrigerator, which was playing elegant piano music.

Valerie pursed her lips. This weird, chaotic and harmonious scene made her think that these guys were still playing games.

"You guys are touching my things!" Valerie yelled, attracting the attention of the Suicide Squad.

"V! Help! These things in your collection have gone crazy!" screamed Boomerang Captain Harkness.

Valerie sighed, but for the sake of her half-colleague, she decided to let them go.

After walking to the wall and entering the command through the pupils, the sentry machine guns that had stuck their heads out naturally retracted, and the refrigerator tied to the humanoid shark also released its mechanical arm.

The shark man fell hard to the ground, and Valerie felt a headache just watching him.

"Well done! V." Seeing the gunfire subside, Harkness stood up and shouted excitedly.

Valerie said nothing. She crossed her arms and glared at Harkness fiercely.

"Um...what's wrong?" Harkness looked away guiltily.

"What did you take from me? Give it back." Valerie held out her hand.

Harkness took a step back. "What are you talking about? How could we..."

"Sigh..." With a sigh as clear as singing, the Death Shooter walked behind Harkness, easily pulled open his clothes, and pulled out a bunch of small items.

Valerie could recognize the small pistol she had assembled, weapons that were still under research, and some prosthetic bodies that were still models.

Speaking of prosthetics, this battle with the Kryptonians gave Valerie a lot of inspiration, and she had a premonition that there would be a big breakthrough after she returned.

Deadshot was still searching him, and after pulling out a belt that could hold things, he saw that the bloated-looking Harkness had lost a lot of weight, with a look of despair on his face.

"It's amazing that you can fit so many things..." Valerie sighed.

"I used to do this professionally." Captain Boomerang said proudly, as if he was praising him.

Before becoming Captain Boomerang, Harkness's business scope covered a wide range, including subway pickpocketing, petty theft, and even robbing convenience stores. His years of experience in the industry made him very good at hiding small items in clothes.

"You are so kind..." Valerie was speechless, "Luther's chip was destroyed in the war. Your mission is over, right? What are you going to do next?"

This was a kind of eviction order. After the incident, there was no need for Valerie to shelter the Suicide Squad anymore.

Of course, she kept the hacker access cabin carefully and had no intention of sharing it with any outsiders.

"Um...we..."

Before Harkness could finish his words, Harry suddenly jumped in front of Valerie and said, "Our tickets haven't expired yet, so we can stay for two more nights—I'm staying here for real."

"Yes... this is it..." Valerie looked at Harley's speaking style, which was very different from before, and felt a little strange for a moment, "Are you rehearsing a play?"

"It's me! V! I know who I should be!" Harley raised her hands excitedly, "You can be like me, as long as you clear your mind for a while, the world will seem different!"

"Empty your mind?" Valerie felt that she had hardly used her brain, so she decided to skip the topic. "I see, you are still planning to travel here for two days, right?"

Valerie's own travel plans were almost complete.

The four members of the Suicide Squad kept nodding their heads.

This was just an excuse. They received a new task from Amanda. They needed to hand over Luther's box to the handover personnel coming to Metropolis tonight. They would be safe only after completing this.

But Valerie didn't think too much about it - or she was too lazy to care: "Okay, I wish you a happy vacation... By the way, who is this guy?"

As she spoke, Valerie kicked the shark man on the ground.

Perhaps he was severely beaten by the succubus refrigerator. Although there were no visible wounds on the shark man's body, he was already unconscious.

"His name is Nanavi, and he's our new member!" Harry answered quickly.

Valerie remembered that Harleen had been extremely resistant to joining the Suicide Squad before, but now she was standing with these agents with excitement.

"Will your team expand automatically... Never mind. I wish you a happy holiday."

As she spoke, Valerie opened the exit to go downstairs and smiled at the four members of the Suicide Squad: "Do you need me to help you carry this giant shark downstairs?"

"No need, thank you for your kindness." Deathstroke suddenly stepped forward, gesturing to Valerie and saying, "A few of us can carry him downstairs... but we may have to trouble you to get another room."

The shark king is so huge that he can only live alone.

Valerie didn't refuse, she opened the door.

……

Helena had changed out of her battle suit and put on her everyday dress.

After the second teleportation, which took her directly back to the hotel, she finally couldn't stand the dizziness anymore and vomited on her battle suit.

This is also the reason why Valerie went to find the guests alone, because her assistant Helena couldn't get out of bed due to dizziness.

But now, after resting for nearly an hour, Helena felt much better. She stood up and stretched her joints.

Just as she had taken a few steps, Valerie finally came back with a packet of envelopes in her hands.

"Are you feeling better?" Although it was obvious at a glance that Helena's complexion had become much rosier, Valerie still asked politely.

"It's much better now." Helena said, sitting up.

Valerie nodded and moved closer to Helena. "I just received another job. We are asked to go blow up a gangster base together. Here are the relevant materials for this operation... See if you know anyone here."

As she spoke, Valerie took out the envelope full of materials, tore open the package, and handed the article to Helena.

Helena was a little speechless. She wondered how she could possibly know all this, but when she thought about how V trusted her, Helena was still willing to take a look.

As a result, when Helena took this look, she discovered something extraordinary.

"I seem to have seen this logo somewhere." Helena pointed at a company logo in the photo and spoke directly.

"This is..." Valerie also felt that the logo looked familiar, but she couldn't remember what it was.

Helena said it directly: "This is the company behind the man that Miss Louise interviewed on the Ferris wheel that day."

NO3. Act together

In the living room of the flat, Valerie sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, and all the information in the envelope was spread out on the coffee table for easy organization and observation.

After hearing Helena's hint, Valerie finally remembered why the target looked so familiar. She had bought the Daily Planet newspaper a few days ago.

Valerie stood up and found the newspaper with her interview under the coffee table, but this time she obediently turned to the first page.

There was a photo of a familiar old man printed in the newspaper. Valerie was deeply impressed by him because this guy had a bomb in his mouth and was silenced right in front of her eyes.

When I first met Louise, she was dressed up as a blonde beauty to interview a senior executive of a company. It was this old man who caused the reporter to be pushed off the Ferris wheel.

If Valerie hadn't been right there, Lois might have had to wait for Superman to rescue her.

Afterwards, Louise exposed the company's countless crimes. Logically, the matter should have been over, but Valerie didn't expect there would be a follow-up.

But since Batman is already here, Valerie is too lazy to think about it. She packages the inside information of the company and the intelligence she has obtained and sends it to Bruce Wayne.

It was already dark, but it was not time for the bats to leave the cave yet. Bruce showed that he had received the file, but had not responded yet.

Valerie turned on the TV, which was still broadcasting the news, praising the military's contributions in the war and the command's calmness.

This time, the media reporting the news was not the Daily Planet where Louise worked, but a media that Valerie had never seen before, which should be the mouthpiece of the government.

Unlike previous live broadcasts where Louise emphasized the contributions of superheroes, this media weakened or even blurred the existence of superheroes.

This may represent the government's hesitant attitude, not directly aligning Superman with the invaders, nor praising them as saviors.

Perhaps we have to wait until those officials hold a few more meetings before they can make a judgment on Superman and his ilk.

Although the war is over, wartime news is still broadcast on a loop, probably because the government is still trying to control public opinion.

Just as Valerie was savoring the news for the second time, Batman finally sent a message.

"Let's go, Huntress...I remembered I prepared a spare suit for you." Valerie threw the newspaper back on the coffee table and stood up from the sofa.

Helena nodded, stood up, and trotted back to her room.

When she came out dressed, Valerie was already standing at the stairs, and unlike before, she was wearing a pair of yellow gloves.

"Will we have to deal with something dirty during this mission?" Helena asked curiously, looking at Valerie's gloves.

"A new toy," Valerie said, and she reached out and knocked on the wall beside her.

The ceiling was shaking, like a gate being ripped open, and a white hovercraft slowly descended from the sky.

The curtains and other items in the room were blown away, and it seemed that the staff responsible for cleaning would be busy.

"The vacation is over for now...even though we just fought a big battle." As she spoke, Valerie jumped onto the hovercraft, followed closely by Helena.

"What exactly are we going to do?" Helena got on the hovercraft and fastened her seat belt skillfully.

Valerie blinked her cyan eyes, thought for a moment, then pressed on the car's display screen for a while.

Then, a map with several blue exclamation marks appeared on the screen.

"These are the locations where drug dealers do business, sent by Batman," Valerie explained. "Our plan is simple. We rush in and then rustle."

"Just like before, right?" Helena held the seat belt and nodded in agreement.

Sitting side by side with Valerie, the familiarity of two months of action returning to her, Helena prepared herself.

Valerie and Batman have a clear division of labor. They are responsible for cleaning up the drug trafficking bases, while Batman goes straight to the source and directly catches the company's behind-the-scenes boss.

Even though the company's dark secrets have been exposed, the boss still had to be arrested by vigilantes. It can only be said that some things are the same everywhere.

The night sky was still full of stars, and the hovercraft streaked across the darkness like a meteor.