I, V, Gotham Legend

"Didn't you say you didn't know her? How do you know my daughter is still a minor?" However, Gordon seized the loophole in Valerie's words.

If Valerie had a tail, she would have been furious by now. She tried her best to use her brain, which was theoretically no less powerful than that of an average person: "You, you look so young, your daughter shouldn't be that old, right?"

Gordon rubbed the corners of his eyes, which were already full of wrinkles. He tried to remind himself that work was important and to calm his confused heart.

"Let's put my daughter's matter aside for now... Do you still remember Bane?" Gordon sat up straight, as if he really didn't care.

Valerie was also anxious to change the subject. She nodded in approval, "Of course I remember, but he's stupid now, right? Is he still a threat to the police station?"

NO34. I want to start a company vigorously

In order to cater to the atmosphere of the bar, the lighting in this private room is dim. If Valerie had not been afraid of embarrassment in front of her elders, she would have considered adding a projection of a beautiful dancing woman on the table.

The bar plays dynamic music all year round. Fortunately, after the private rooms are closed, the noise here is much quieter. Gordon briefly explained to Valerie the main problems they were facing.

"That's it. Do you have any clues?" Gordon asked. "Your place can be called the headquarters of Gotham mercenaries."

Gotham itself has a prosperous mercenary industry, and after Valerie's sudden appearance, this business has expanded further.

The Afterlife Bar has also become the base camp for many mercenaries to take jobs. After all, Valerie herself doesn't take every job, so everyone can make money here.

But even so, there is still a big difference between mercenaries like Bane and those like Valerie.

"I'll keep an eye on it for you guys." Valerie made a promise casually. It was just a small favor. "By the way, is Bane still imprisoned in Black Gate?"

"The poison he injected himself with burned his brain. Out of humanitarianism, the prison sent many doctors to treat him." Gordon thought this should not be a secret, so he told Valerie. "Originally, they planned to transfer him to Arkham Asylum for treatment, but a few days ago, other criminals who had the same experience had problems during the transfer."

"It's the Penguin." Valerie remembered the information she got when she just returned to Gotham. The Penguin was kidnapped by the remnants of his gang on the way to the mental asylum.

Given that a prison break had just happened not long ago, the prison would obviously not release their boss under the nose of an organization that had already announced a prison break.

"You know a lot. If it's convenient, please help us keep an eye on Cobert's whereabouts." Gordon said naturally.

"The task is arranged so casually... What can I get after it's done?" Valerie leaned back and crossed her legs.

Generally speaking, the remuneration is negotiated with the middleman, but Valerie and Gordon are old acquaintances, so there is no need to follow the rules.

"We will turn a blind eye to this bar." Gordon carefully said what he thought was a very tempting condition.

"What are you talking about? Our bar is a regular bar." Valerie handed a certificate to the coffee table.

"..." Gordon was silent for a moment, "You have taken on a lot of private work here that cannot be disclosed."

"Are you dissatisfied with your job as a government agent?" Valerie took out her Sky Eye work ID and handed it to Gordon.

"Sky Eye Society..." Although it is a newly established organization with no reputation yet, Gordon has heard of it.

A few months ago, a fat black woman took a group of super criminals from Gotham in the name of the Sky Eye Society, saying that she was going to set up some kind of task force.

Although Valerie is not a criminal strictly speaking, she can definitely be called a super, so it is reasonable for the Sky Eye to offer her an olive branch.

Gordon felt like he was about to crash into a cloud. He took another breath and said, "Do you want money? The police station is still having trouble cashing in..."

"Please help me advertise." Valerie made her request after careful consideration. "I plan to start a robot supplies company."

"What?" Gordon was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to think of something and turned around to look at Cash who was eating the fruit plate silently.

Cash deliberately peeled an orange with his newly installed prosthetic limbs. Realizing his boss's gaze, he raised his innocent eyes and said, "You want some oranges too?"

"No need for that." Gordon turned around and said, "You can't sell medical supplies without government approval and professional certificates."

"Those are not the problem... and the prosthetic technology is not mature yet, so there is no rush to sell it." Valerie waved her hand, "I said I'm selling robots."

As he spoke, two stone lions made of alloy suddenly appeared from nowhere, turned around shaking their heads, and then stood in a row beside Valerie.

"Like these two, they can be placed at the entrance of the company. They can be used as house guardian beasts to ward off evil spirits, and can also be used as security guards to ward off evil spirits...physically, you know." Valerie seemed to have been prepared to sell the product, using the grammar she learned from TV dramas.

"This is the kind that Chinese people like to install." There are many companies run by Chinese in Gotham, and Gordon is quite familiar with stone lions.

"I have modified it into a style more suitable for American babies." As she spoke, Valerie took out two light rings from her pocket and sent them to the stone lion's head. They were floating above the lion's head. As if sensing something, two wings grew out of the stone lion's back in a very exaggerated way. "Is it too American?"

"This is not a question of appearance or anything like that." Gordon pushed his glasses up. He felt himself sweating. "If your robots have enough combat power, you are essentially selling private armed forces."

"As long as the government agrees, that's not a problem," Valerie said confidently.

"The safety risks are too great, and even if the government receives a lot of bribes, they will not agree to have these things all over the streets." Gordon did not explain it too clearly. He felt that some things did not need to be explained in too much detail.

This robot is amazing, but if Valerie has the operating authority of every robot, then when the robots are sold all over the city, won’t Miss V be able to control the entire city with just a single order?

In the Mysterious City incident two months ago, Anazi used a similar method to blow up the Gotham government building.

"If you must sell them, you should start with lightweight toys." Gordon gave the advice, also wanting to save himself some trouble.

Valerie thought Gordon was a bit of a mystery man, and she didn't think much about it, so she thought he was meddling too much.

But she still took note of Gordon's suggestion, mainly because she also wanted to make some toys to play with.

After chatting with each other for a few more topics, the two policemen finally felt that it was enough. They straightened their clothes and stood up again.

After sending the two police officers back to the police car, Valerie finally breathed a sigh of relief. She could go back to work on her secret base.

At this time, in the car returning to the police station, Cash was happily holding the steering wheel with both hands, while Gordon beside him was smoking one cigarette after another.

"Although we didn't gain anything big, we did get help from V, and she was a great help." Seeing that Gordon didn't look very happy, Cash thought he was dissatisfied with the lack of progress.

"It's not about this..." Gordon finally made up his mind. He took out his mobile phone and made a number carefully.

"Oh..." Cash understood that Gordon was still thinking about his daughter. He turned his head and looked straight ahead, not wanting to get involved in the director's family affairs.

"Beep." Following a soothing ringtone, the call was connected, and a young boy's voice that still sounded childish rang out, "Director Gordon? That's rare. What's the matter?"

"Did you go home from school with Barbara today?" Gordon got straight to the point. "Be sure to tell the truth, Tim."

NO35. Fans

Gordon first met Tim half a month ago, at the scene of the famous circus Flying Grayson crash.

At that time, the boy named Tim invited his daughter to watch the show together, which made Gordon pay a lot of attention to him.

Fortunately, based on Gordon's overt and covert investigations over the past few days, Tim is an enthusiastic and smart man. Having said that, as a father, Gordon still has an instinctive hostility towards Tim who has always been close to his daughter.

In order to investigate Barbara's whereabouts, Gordon was forced to communicate with Tim, which made the already upset Gordon even more upset.

On the other side, Tim's heart was in his throat when he received Gordon's call.

He remembered that Barbara got into a low-key black car after class. Although he didn't know whose car it was, Barbara didn't look reluctant.

The dissatisfaction hidden in the director's calm tone on the phone made Tim have some guesses. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to keep it a secret for Barbara.

"She and I parted at your door, as usual." Tim often went home with Barbara after school because they were on the same route. "Did something happen to her?"

"Nothing..." Although he still felt something was amiss, Gordon couldn't say anything since his daughter's classmates had said so. He couldn't use up police resources to investigate where a high school student went after school.

Seeing the director hung up the phone, Kesh finally had the time to speak: "Director, you are too nervous because of the high-pressure work. Miss V is a very responsible person. No matter what, she will not lead your child astray."

Gordon looked at Cash in surprise: "Where did this evaluation of being very responsible come from?"

According to Gordon's understanding of Valerie, her qualities and attitude when performing tasks are more inclined towards professional ethics. If you ask her if she has any sense of social responsibility, Gordon certainly doesn't believe it.

Kesh raised his head slightly and smiled a slightly fanatical smile: "Of course, that's V. She has a warm heart that everyone knows, enough and willing to protect the weak, and a vision and wisdom that transcends her time. Of course, she is also very beautiful."

"..." Gordon tried hard to think about whether there was such a person in the world who also happened to be named V.

"Don't disbelieve me. Do you know how hard Miss V works? Do you know how much she has paid for her ideal?" Looking at Gordon's frown, Cash was a little anxious.

Gordon finally understood that Cash now looked like an avid fan.

This is the kind of... fan filter...

"At least V is a guy who can make people worry less...if he really hasn't led my daughter astray." Gordon put out his last cigarette and slowly lay back.

Cash sighed heavily. He had finally managed to change the subject, but Gordon brought it back again.

"Think what you want, but if little Barbara has to come into contact with the real society of Gotham sooner or later, it might be a good choice for her to stay with V." Cash put away his fanatical expression and gave a more serious suggestion.

Gordon didn't respond, he just sat up again and lit another cigarette.

……

In front of an abandoned factory in an industrial zone, a refrigerated truck slowly stopped at the door.

Malone, dressed in a neat suit, opened the car door and got out of the driver's seat. He walked around to the back of the car and opened the trunk door.

Victor, wearing a capsule-like portable armor, jumped out of the car without saying a word.

"You look anxious." Malone was familiar with Victor, and he said jokingly.

"The more time I waste here, the further away Nora will be from seeing the light of day again," Victor said dissatisfiedly.

"I understand your concern for your wife, but according to V, this testimony is very important." Malone was cheerful and took the lead to walk into the factory.

Malone had heard Valerie tell him that she trained herself and made some large inventions in an abandoned factory, but this was the first time Malone had come to this place in person.

For a moment, he was in a cheerful mood. After pushing open the factory gate, he walked briskly around several small paths and arrived at a square inside the factory.

The square is as big as a school football field. There is not much dust on the smooth concrete floor. Just looking at the ground, it is hard to imagine that this is outdoors.

Helena, dressed as a huntress, was already waiting there, and Marlon simply greeted her.

"Is this the factory that V mentioned?" Malone jumped on the concrete floor. "When I heard about the abandoned factory, I thought it would be a run-down place. I didn't expect it to be so clean."

"It wasn't like this before..." Helena remembered that due to the experiments on various weapons, this square should be bumpy.

But she was not surprised because she already knew why.

"According to V, there are three people... should they be all here?"

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of several people. Mr. Freeze had not arrived here yet because he was wearing heavy armor, but this man seemed to have seen Victor.

"Who are you?" Ma Long was startled. He carefully looked at the guy who suddenly appeared. He noticed that the man's figure was a little weak. "What is this? A projection?"

"You look kind, but you are very vigilant. You must be Marlon." The man nodded. "My name is Joe Al. It's a little difficult to explain. Just think of me as V's friend."

"You can come out?" Helena was also surprised to see Joe.

The last time I saw Joe was when Valerie used the teleportation device for the first time. At that time, Joe explained that since he was an AI hosted in a chip, he was basically unable to leave the range of the Kryptonian spacecraft.

"I worked with V to make a device that can read the key of the Kryptonian spaceship, which is on this space station." Joe explained to Helena. "Pull the key out of the spaceship and insert it here."

"This space station?" Malone grasped the key point. He looked around but didn't see any space station.

"Where to insert?" Helena was curious about another thing, but she didn't look around like Malone.

"Wait a moment, your last one...ah, here he comes." Joe didn't turn his head, but the heavy sound of metal hitting the ground still indicated who he was talking about.

Mr. Freeze stood silently between Helena and Marlon, and when he saw Joe he did not show any wariness towards strangers.

"It's good that everyone is here. She's waiting for us upstairs - you'd better stand inside." As he said this, Joe's shadow waved his hand like a performance.

The concrete floor began to tremble like an earthquake, and several people standing on the ground almost lost their balance. Then, as if someone was pulling it, the ground slowly rose in the stirred up strong wind.

NO36. Space Station

The concrete floor was only the size of a football field, but it was floating lightly like a balloon. Although there was no jet, it still stirred up a strong wind that carried the dust.

It's like the real world is revealed after the floor is peeled off, and the bumpy ground is exposed again after the concrete floor is lifted.

The weather in March was already much warmer, but as they got further and further away from the ground, Malone was already shivering.

"You said V was waiting for us in the sky. How far away is she?" Malone tried to find Valerie in the sky, but it was already late at night, and the air currents at high altitudes hit his eyes, so he failed to achieve his goal.

"Over there." Helena, whose senses were sharper than those of ordinary people, had already seen it. She raised her hand and pointed to the upper right, and the people on the concrete ground then saw a slightly reflective shadow of a car.

A black hovercraft was hovering under the clouds with its door open. Valerie was sitting on the floor in leather pants, her long legs swinging freely in the air.

She watched the concrete floor getting closer and closer to her until it was slowly level.

"Wow!" After the concrete floor was close to her feet, Valerie jumped down and landed right on the concrete floor. "I calculated that I won't be short of oxygen at this height."

"V... Is this the... space station you were talking about?" Helena looked at the bare floor beneath her feet, feeling slightly disappointed.

She thought the space station would be more technological.

"No." Valerie denied it quickly, "This is the Heaven Moving All Things, it's used to hit people."

"Did you gather us in the middle of the night just to hold a meeting here?" Mr. Freeze stared at the floor for a while, then looked up and asked.

"This is an important moment of witnessing, a breakthrough from nothing to something," Valerie explained. "This thing under our feet has been judged to be a means of transportation... Although you may not understand it, it is worth celebrating."

The appearance of the bound summonable vehicle is fixed. Even if it is modified, it will return to its previous appearance when it is summoned next time.