I, V, Gotham Legend

"...I came to see how you were doing." Now it was Valerie who was embarrassed.

She was frightened by the sudden appearance of the ghost and even wanted to run over and sleep with Helena like a baby.

But after catching Helena playing with her phone, Valerie finally came back to her senses and realized how embarrassing and childish she had been.

Helena stared at the quilt that Valerie was holding, her eyes thoughtful.

Valerie also realized that she did not answer Helena's question directly, and she said awkwardly: "This quilt is at the door... Yes, someone threw it at the door. It should be because he drank too much when eating dumplings before. How mean."

"I didn't see any quilt at the door before I returned to my room..."

"That's the person who came later, the thief Ajad... maybe it's Shiva's group of bad guys." Valerie walked out of the room holding the quilt. "Anyway, it's okay. Go to bed early."

After closing the door, Valerie took a deep breath, and her previously frightened mood, like that of a little rabbit, had almost calmed down.

As if to prove her courage, Valerie ran to the sofa in the living room and sat facing the glass window.

"Come on, no matter whether you are a human or a ghost." Valerie covered herself with the quilt and whispered viciously.

The first New Year spent in the United States passed slowly in silence. Valerie hugged the quilt and felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier.

I really did a lot today.

……

“Lex Luthor, the famous wealthy entrepreneur and president of LexCorp, was found outside the Metropolitan Police Station early this morning.

Along with Luther was a thick envelope containing a series of crimes committed by the wealthy man.

We don’t know who captured this controversial figure, but there are wounds on Luther’s body that look like the shape of a bat logo.”

The next morning, Valerie, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, was awakened by the news broadcast on TV.

She opened her eyes blearily and saw Helena busy in the kitchen.

NO20. The last day

When he woke up early in the morning, he was struck by lightning. Lex Luthor, who had been hiding for many days and even Superman could not find him, was imprisoned after just one night.

In the news clip, Luther's face was blurred, but even so, one could vaguely see that his face was bruised and swollen in the blurry picture, and it was obvious that he had received a severe punishment.

Valerie stood up from the sofa in a daze, holding the folded quilt in her hands.

Ever since she traveled to Gotham, especially after becoming a mercenary, Valerie has always had a light sleep, but last night she had a rare dream.

Although I had a very comfortable dream, after waking up, I couldn't remember what I dreamed about. The only thing that was clear was the sharp noise like scratching glass.

I still remember that Mr. Freeze also expressed that he was disturbed by such noise when he was experiencing Valerie's Mewtwo.

Valerie had long known that her gaming body was not normal, but she had always ignored these inconsistencies.

It was just that the ghost shadow she accidentally glimpsed last night and the increasing number of details forced her to take it seriously. At least she had never seen these settings in the game.

After returning, do some further physical examinations.

Valerie threw the quilt on the sofa and walked towards the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

"It's rare to see you have the time to cook. What are you doing?" Valerie walked to Helena.

"Some hometown food." Helena's hometown is Gotham, so this sentence is about the same as usual.

"Before I met you, I thought the only American specialty was fried chicken nuggets." Valerie said this very seriously, as if it was some important information.

"I think so too." Helena stepped aside so Valerie could see the boiling oil in her pot. "Have some sandwiches later."

Valerie felt that eating fried food so early in the morning was a bit too hardcore, but Helena was rarely in such a good mood, so she couldn't say anything.

She glanced at the TV again. It might have been turned on by Helena in the morning. It was still broadcasting the news of Luther's arrest. It was obvious that this was big news for the citizens of Metropolis.

Now that Luthor has been arrested, Batman's work should be done. Moreover, it is daytime now, so Bruce Wayne should have returned to his hotel room.

Since breakfast was still some time away, Valerie decided to go and cause trouble.

However, when she walked into Bruce's room with the magic tool, she found that it was empty.

After calling the front desk, Valerie learned that Bruce had returned to Gotham.

All his goals in the metropolis had been accomplished, so there was really no need for him to stay here. However, Valerie was still a little sad that he left without even saying goodbye.

Valerie's rare prank was thwarted and she returned to the top floor in disappointment.

When she returned to the room, Valerie noticed signs of someone entering the room. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then called up the surveillance camera at the door.

The familiar dark green cloak came into view and Valerie relaxed as she opened the door.

Oliver Queen was sitting at the dining table, scrolling through his phone boredly. When he heard the door open, he immediately looked up at Valerie.

"You come here to eat for free?" Valerie stood at the door with her arms folded.

"I originally came here to look for Bruce Wayne, but the front desk told me that he had already left, so I came straight up to see you as a farewell," Oliver explained.

Of course, there is also the reason of wanting to eat for free.

"Are you leaving too? I remember you are from Star City?" Valerie walked into the room and said politely.

"There are underground drug trade channels in our city, and I tracked them down to the Metropolis along the way."

"Like that guy, you two are getting more and more likely to get more plagiarized," Valerie commented.

"That person?" Oliver didn't react for a moment.

"Nothing... Eating fried chicken sandwiches for breakfast, can you stand it? Rich second generation." Considering that Oliver had not officially met Batman yet, Valerie chose to change the subject.

"It's okay to eat the oil directly." Oliver said, leaning forward so that Valerie can see the mask on his face clearly. "Also, you can call me Green Arrow now... Do you see my mask? I'm hiding my identity now."

Valerie glanced at Helena who was still busy in the kitchen. She thought her partner should know, but she didn't say much.

Valerie chatted with Green Arrow for a while until Helena's sandwich was brought to the table.

After a simple meal, Oliver stood up and looked Valerie straight in the eye.

"Thank you for last night, Miss V." Green Arrow thanked solemnly.

"...not like that again." Valerie narrowed her eyes.

"What?" Oliver felt that Valerie always said something ambiguous.

"It's nothing... I was also entrusted by someone. You can also seek cooperation with me in the future." Valerie waved her hand and said.

"I'll remember this." With that, Green Arrow left the room and walked towards the door.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Slade standing at the door.

Deathstroke raised a fist, as if he was about to knock on the door.

"..."

Oliver simply nodded hello and then brushed past him and left the room.

Watching Green Arrow's back as he left, Deathstroke turned around and said to Valerie with a solemn expression: "I have considered your proposal..."

……

In the afternoon, Amanda sent a government-run truck to the door of the O'Neill Hotel.

After receiving firm orders through the headset communication, the suicide squad was forced to consciously walk into the truck compartment.

Perhaps to avoid suspicion, Valerie and others did not come out to see them off. They stood upstairs, looking down at the criminal agents getting into the car.

"Isn't he free? Why does he have to go back with the government?" Helena stood behind Valerie, looking at the man in yellow and black armor from afar.

"He said he would make those guys pay the price." After watching the last shark man bend over and get into the car, Valerie finally retracted her gaze, "Let's pack up. It's time for us to go home."

……

Since she was not a member of the A.R.O.M., Harley did not leave with the Suicide Squad.

At this time, Harley was driving her white sedan, speeding on the roads of Metropolis. She was also going back to Gotham.

Her company vacation was about to end, and she should have gone back early, but Harley felt that she had turned evil and it was embarrassing for her to go to work honestly.

The reason she returned to Gotham was because she finally found what she wanted. She was pursuing excitement and becoming a super criminal, which was much more interesting than her boring life in the past.

There was a lot of traffic at the traffic post, and Harley noticed that a traffic light not far away had turned red.

She sneered and stepped hard on the accelerator.

The road to becoming a super criminal starts with running a red light!

NO21. Collecting protection fees

[Gotham Traffic Radio News: Today, a car ran a red light and was hit by a truck shortly after entering Gotham City. Fortunately, no one was killed.

According to eyewitness Mrs. Stone, she was educating her son in the car at the time and the truck was heading straight towards them. Fortunately, it was stopped by another vehicle that violated the regulations.

Although the matter is complicated and difficult to evaluate, it is a good thing that no one was injured...］

The latest news was being broadcast on the car radio, which amazed Valerie, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"You have to have really bad driving skills to crash right into a truck."

Helena drove in silence. She felt that Valerie's driving skills were just as good. If Miss V were to take the steering wheel, the street lamps on the side of the road might be in danger.

But she would never say such an offensive thought. Miss Helena has a high emotional intelligence.

After crossing the bridge, the towering Tower of Miracles came into view in the distance, and they finally returned to Gotham.

After making sure they were on a familiar street, Valerie finally said to Helena, "Can I drive now?"

"...Let's talk about it when I get home." Helena declined.

"Are you still living with your bald uncle?" Valerie inquired.

She felt that after more than a month of traveling in the metropolis, she and Helena should be close enough to inquire about their family situations.

"I've moved out, but to a place where I can keep an eye on Uncle Baker," Helena explained.

She wants to fulfill her original promise. Once Uncle Baker shows signs of joining the gang, the Huntress will transform into an angel and descend upon them to beat them up.

After being beaten several times, Uncle Baker has become much more obedient now. He found a job as a loader at the port.

Helena also installed a bug on her uncle so that she could monitor his movements while he was touring the metropolis.

Although she knew that Helena was trying to protect her loved ones from going astray, Valerie still felt a little upset after hearing about her methods.

A bit like a yandere.

The sky of Gotham was covered with the familiar dark clouds, which seemed like two different worlds compared to the always sunny metropolis. Although still in the closed carriage, Valerie seemed to smell the familiar smell of industrial waste.

"Stop for a moment." Valerie called Helena. She saw a supermarket on the side of the road. "I'm going to buy a bottle of drink."

Helena nodded, she turned the steering wheel, and the car gradually slowed down.

The car parked in a parking space in front of the supermarket. Helena unlocked the door and let Valerie get out first.

However, at this moment, the two girls suddenly saw three men with colorful hair approaching quickly from a distance.

Valerie didn't open the car door. She watched in surprise as a few thugs walked up to their car and gently knocked on the driver's window.

Helena had no idea what they were doing, so she rolled down her window.

"Hehe, what hot girls they are." The leading man's eyes lit up when he saw the two girls in the car.

"What do you want?" Helena asked.

The thugs smiled at each other and said, "You just came to Gotham recently, right? You have to pay protection fees if you park here!"

"I have to pay for parking too?" Helena was surprised.

"Of course. Think about it. Gotham has been in turmoil in recent months. The big guys are coming and going, and there is chaos everywhere. You might get your car smashed if you park it for a while."

The leading thug put his arm on the car window, looking earnest.

"So, Mr. Cobert is kind-hearted and has introduced a protection fee policy. As long as you pay some money, we can protect the safety of your car."

"Cobert?" Helena was surprised.

"The Penguin is coming out? When?" Valerie suddenly came over and stared at the gangster's eyes with her skull-painted pupils.

The gangster was startled by Valerie's sudden appearance, especially the strange skull-shaped pupils under the black eye whites.

But he calmed down and said, "You really don't understand? There is no way that man can be imprisoned in a Gotham prison."

Valerie recalled the fat, wretched but wealthy Penguin and couldn't help but frown: "Can we still bail out such a person now? Is the Dent Act not effective at all?"