I, V, Gotham Legend

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"I'm super!"

Valerie's face turned livid and she threw the cockroach away as if she had been electrocuted.

As a good mercenary, you should be able to handle dirt and not be afraid of danger.

But bugs are really disgusting! Miss V hates bugs the most!

Valerie dropped the auger and hurriedly brushed the dust off her clothes.

She had been thinking about her underground city plan, but she forgot that there must be bugs underground! It's winter now and she can still dig up cockroaches. What will happen when the wet season comes?

The thought of myself sleeping in a huge, atmospheric underground bedroom that I dug, and suddenly a group of cockroaches, earthworms, ants, woodlice and the like crawling on me.

Valerie's scalp tingles...

"Let's... think of another way..."

Valerie walked away from the flat land with lingering fear. She felt that the land was full of cockroaches.

Valerie had no plans to start the dungeon project until she could come up with a way to cure the bugs.

NO28. This is really

December 30th, the second to last day before the New Year.

Today's Gotham is as cloudy as usual, but it is much better than the heavy snow four days ago.

In the Arkham Asylum incident two days ago, the police successfully found criminal evidence in the asylum that Klein was Scarecrow and successfully issued a wanted warrant.

But the Scarecrow's whereabouts are now unknown and he has gone into hiding.

As for Scarecrow's theoretical accomplice, neither the police nor Batman have any clues at the moment.

The talent he hired committed a serious crime just a few days after arriving in Gotham, which dealt a heavy blow to the reputation of Councilman Quincy Sharp. Although he was not dismissed from his position as Mayor of Arkham, he could forget about becoming the mayor.

Gotham Corporation packaged the incident as a terrorist act carried out by criminals hired by a hostile group that was jealous of its research results.

Although the government has tried its best to control public opinion, saying that it was a robbery by Scarecrow for chemical experiments and there was no inside story, the public obviously prefers Boyle's version of the business war (physics) between the big capitalists.

Boyle is one of Gotham's biggest philanthropists, donating large amounts of dollars to major welfare organizations every day. It is really a pity that such a good man would encounter such a disaster.

For a time, Boyle's reputation and public sympathy for him rose rapidly.

At this time, in the large office on the top floor of Gotham Corporation, Boyle, the great philanthropist who has recently been the focus of public opinion, was answering the phone, trying hard to keep a smile on his face.

"Yes... you are saying that this raw material is harmful to the human body. We have stopped the relevant research..."

"It doesn't matter. Although we have a huge fiscal deficit due to the robbery, we will continue to donate... This is what I should do..."

"Will the fundraiser remain the same? I really appreciate Mr. Wayne's kindness, but we don't have to... For the sake of all the employees of Gotham, I can agree to that."

"Thanks…"

After hanging up the phone, Boyle immediately stopped smiling. He felt very unhappy about the feeling of having to smile apologetically just now.

But there was no way, the person opposite him was Bruce Wayne, who might be a fool, but could easily crush him to death.

Just now, Boyle suddenly received a call from Bruce. Wayne got the news about the spring water he was researching from somewhere, and righteously demanded that he abandon the research on the grounds that it was harmful to society.

Although he wanted to pretend to obey but secretly disobey, he couldn't do it now even if he wanted to. After several battles with the Assassin's League openly and secretly, Boyle completely compromised. He even had a premonition that his life was in danger.

Fortunately, considering his reputation as a philanthropist, Wayne is still willing to organize a sponsorship fundraising event for him, which can bring him a lot of money.

Although Bruce Wayne is a well-known idiot, his family's appeal is still very strong.

But first it was the Assassin's League, and then it was this idiot. He was still very unhappy that anyone could act superior to him.

"Boss, the accountant found something wrong when checking the accounts." After a polite knock on the door, the curvy secretary pushed the door open with a stack of documents in her arms.

Boyle was in a bad mood. He took the document with a murderous look and began to flip through it roughly.

"Freezing device...fluorine...anyway, those things...although the expenses are high, these expenses are still normal." Boyle muttered in annoyance, but suddenly froze.

There is no need to buy so many medicines to develop weapons.

"Damn it Victor! He used company resources to deal with his damn Sleeping Beauty without permission!" Boyle understood the situation and screamed madly.

Boyle was already in a bad mood, and when this happened, he actually pulled out a pistol from the drawer and walked towards the door.

He wants to teach this employee a lesson!

The secretary was so scared that she didn't even dare to follow her boss.

……

Inside the hospital, Bruce heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the last group of people being injected with the antidote.

After the Arkham incident, Bruce opened his private hospital and invited all Scarecrow victims to come to their hospital for treatment.

The fear toxin itself is not very powerful. Logically speaking, as long as the hallucination lasts for a while, the human body will be able to heal itself.

But Klein added a substance that can keep the toxin active and even amplify a person's violent emotions.

Bruce suspects that this is what Scarecrow stole from Gotham, namely "clean energy".

Fortunately, although the principle is unclear, this substance will render V's medicine ineffective once it comes into contact with it.

Unfortunately, V doesn't seem to intend to provide more medicine. According to her, there can only be two bottles of this medicine in the world at the same time, and she can't take out the next one until one is used up.

What she said was so outrageous that it was hard to understand using common sense, but Bruce didn't intend to pursue it. He himself didn't want to become too dependent on this drug.

Fortunately, if the target is limited to the scarecrow's poison, an antidote has been successfully developed.

"Master Bruce."

Bruce turned his head and looked at the butler who spoke to him.

"Are you still planning to hold a fundraising event for Boyle? You know, based on the intelligence we've gathered so far, he may not be as glamorous as he appears to be." Alfred asked cautiously.

"I know, Alfred, but he is a philanthropist after all. Fundraising for him can inspire other wealthy people." Bruce explained patiently.

"I don't think it's going to be very useful."

"It's better than nothing. The world needs more people like this." Bruce turned back to look at the patients in the ward.

"Well, Master Wayne, coming out to accompany you today has used up all my leisure time. I think it's time for me to go back." The butler wanted to leave first.

"Are you in a hurry to return to the manor?" Bruce asked in surprise.

"After all, I'm the only one who cleans the house on a daily basis, and there might be guests coming over," Alfred explained.

"Well, you can go back first." Bruce nodded and agreed to the butler's request, "But, no matter how you think about it, it's unlikely that there will be any guests."

In order to maintain his image as a idiot who is separate from Batman, Bruce does not make friends who are close enough to show up uninvited.

……

In front of the gate of Wayne Manor, Valerie crossed her arms and clapped her fingers in dissatisfaction.

She came to collect the debt.

I've rung the doorbell several times, but there's still no reply. Is he not at home?

Valerie thought that such a big shot would have at least a servant to open the door and welcome guests? At the very least, there would be security guards to chase people away, right?

Miss V is now considering whether to climb over the wall.

NO29. Don’t move

It was almost noon when Alfred returned to Wayne Manor.

There was no sign of anyone coming to the manor. Come to think of it, Master Wayne was well-known for being a loner in the upper circles of the entire city. In the eyes of outsiders, he was always concentrating on gambling, drinking, and dating.

Even though he didn't actually do any of these.

Driving to the gate, Alfred opened it with the remote control.

Just as he was driving slowly into the manor yard, he suddenly felt the car shake, as if someone opened the car door.

"Don't move. Arasaka Counterintelligence Department, temporary inspection."

Alfred felt a solid tube pressing against his temple, but he was not panicked at all.

Through the rearview mirror in the car, he could see that there was a banana pressing against the side of his head.

"That's terrible, unknown lady. I don't think my head can withstand such a vicious weapon." Alfred cooperated.

"Don't pretend, you know me." Valerie took back the banana, peeled it and started eating it.

This was what she had just looted in the villa.

"No, miss, I think this is the first time we meet." Alfred faithfully played the role of knowing nothing.

Besides, it was indeed the first time they met.

"What do you think I'm doing here? Batman hasn't paid me yet!" Valerie chewed a banana and looked at the drama queen in front of her speechlessly.

"Bats... I don't think we should believe in such unfounded urban legends."

"Stop pretending, Bruce Wayne is Batman." Valerie said firmly.

Alfred sighed, realizing that V had come here with absolute certainty.

"Okay, Miss V, but how did you know this?"

"Hehe." Valerie raised her nose proudly, "Of course it's because of my unparalleled high IQ!"

"..."

The old butler was not quite convinced. As far as Alfred knew, Miss V was not very smart outside of combat.

Could it be that the young master told her himself?

Ah Fu was feeling somewhat expectant.

"Miss V, since you are here for money, please go to the villa and rest first. I will be responsible for contacting the young master." Alfred started the car again.

Valerie didn't reply. She was trying very hard to fight the banana in front of her.

Not long ago, after becoming really impatient with waiting, Valerie chose to jump over the wall into Wayne Manor.

There are many defense facilities in this large manor, such as electric fences, traps and infrared alarms. Fortunately, Valerie has been scanning all the time, and she can bypass all the machines that require induction or electricity.

After she officially sneaked into the villa, she found that there was really no one at home.

Valerie collected a bunch of fruits and high-end ingredients as compensation for her wasted trip.

Just as she was returning the same way and preparing to leave, she noticed a car coming back.

So the above scene happened.

After parking the car in the underground garage, Alfred invited Valerie to the main hall of Wayne Manor, while he himself went to prepare the reception for the guests and contact Master Wayne.

Seeing that Alfred finally left, Valerie felt relieved. The old butler's scrutinizing and expectant look made her feel stressed.

I originally came here as a creditor to collect debts, why did this happen?

Valerie sat on the couch and took another bite of her banana.

Alfred called Bruce.

"Master Bruce, Miss V is here to see you."

"V?" Bruce was surprised. He had never told V his true identity.

Could it be that someone hired V to come to me to do something?

Thinking that Valerie was a mercenary, Bruce naturally thought of these things.

"It should be a matter of employment. She didn't hurt you, did she?"

"If bananas aren't considered weapons, then they haven't yet."

banana?

Bruce decided to skip the subject.