I, V, Gotham Legend

"Stop!" The security guard at Gotham Port stopped Valerie, who looked suspicious. "What is this?"

Valerie just looked up at the sky: "What time is it now?"

"What?" The two security guards were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes became dull.

Valerie put away the watch and walked into Gotham Harbor with the box.

She walked through the piles of containers and came to the choppy seaside.

After a while, a boat came to the shore and lowered a ladder.

Valerie didn't say much. She carried the box in one hand and climbed up quickly.

"Thank you for your help, Miss V... and thank you for providing the boat." Seeing Valerie coming over with the box, a dark-skinned man on the boat wanted to shake hands with her gratefully, but was avoided by Valerie.

"After that, you can drive the boat away. Keep going over there, and you should be able to reach the metropolis and go directly ashore at the harbor." Valerie finally instructed the customers.

"Thank you so much...but will Metropolitan Harbor agree to let us go ashore?" The customer was a little worried.

"It's not a problem. It's not a private boat." Valerie didn't say much.

After all, this ship has a formal license from V Group Travel Company.

"Although it's not work-related, I'm still a little curious." Valerie saw that this client didn't seem like someone who liked to make trouble. "Which big boss did you offend? Who made you want to flee Gotham overnight?"

"Yes...Mr. Maroni..." the customer said cautiously, "We complained about a restaurant that put white powder in customers' rice bowls. Their protector is Sal Maroni."

Valerie gasped. It was the first time she had heard of such a thing.

"From what I know, cocaine may be much more expensive than a meal. They are really willing to spend that much." Valerie hates cocaine and usually stays away from it, but she also knows some related market information.

For the time being, she wrote down the name Maroni in the little notebook in her mind and would send a text message to Batman later.

After chatting, Valerie saw the ship off, left Gotham Harbor leisurely, and drove back to her residence in the Diamond District.

This base was once temporarily abandoned by Valerie because it was targeted by the Mad Hatter, but the pervert had been stabbed, so it was not unsafe.

Although Valerie is now legally eligible to buy a house, the lease for this house has not yet expired, and it would be a pity if she just gave up living there.

The billionaire chairman has not gotten over her past difficulties.

As she hadn't been home for almost half a month, there was a lot of dust in the room. Valerie simply cleaned it up, took a nice shower, then jumped onto the sofa and turned on the TV with the remote control after a long time.

The TV was discussing the latest news in Gotham. Apart from Boyle and Mr. Freeze who disappeared almost at the same time, the other topic was about how many years Cobblepot would be sentenced to.

The famous Penguin has been active in the criminal world for many years and is the most powerful gang leader in Gotham. Basically, if you throw a stone on the street, you are likely to hit a Penguin thug.

Many people believe that Cobert will be released on bail soon, but this arrest should be a huge blow to his prestige.

Valerie watched the news for a while, but she didn't see any reports about herself until the current affairs report ended.

She remembered that she was interviewed by a reporter before Mr. Freeze attacked Wayne Manor at the end of the year, but the interview has not been published yet.

I remember that the scenes of fighting with the Clayface Man were broadcast normally. Who suppressed it this time?

Valerie has been having a vague feeling of anxiety lately, she feels like she is being watched by something very bad, which is one of the reasons why she continues to stay in the mercenary life.

Only by constantly fighting can you find ways to become stronger faster.

After turning off the TV, Valerie took a nap on the sofa. This position was not very comfortable, but it allowed her to wake up quickly if she heard any noise.

She had to get up in the early morning to repair the house for Master Wayne, so she had prepared some magical props that might be used in the future.

……

Jim Gordon stood at the door of Seales Bank, watching the police officers coming in and out, and lit a cigarette in silence.

Afterwards, he pushed aside the people around him and walked into a small alley alone.

When he finished half of his cigarette, he prepared himself mentally and looked back.

The black bat man was standing there just as he thought.

"I knew it..." Gordon's eyes were clouded by smoke.

"The bank employees are in the same condition as the company employees attacked by Scarecrow last year." Batman got straight to the point, "But fortunately, their poisoning is not that serious, and they will wake up soon."

"This is definitely not because Scarecrow had a change of heart and reduced the amount of poison gas or something, right?" Gordon said with a wry smile.

"His chemical materials lack the most important item, which is what Boyle calls "energy." Batman said in a low voice.

"That [energy] isn't a good thing, is it?" Gordon said in a worried tone.

"That thing can only bring chaos. If it falls into the hands of evil people, the harm can even last for centuries." Batman did not explain in detail, but it also made Gordon realize the seriousness of the matter. "When I find it, I will destroy it."

NO3. Gotham's Urban Legend

Recently, a new urban legend has emerged in Gotham City.

Legend has it that there is a beautiful girl like an elf but dressed strangely. She goes in and out of various public places in Gotham, from government departments to every school.

She would walk into the departments in charge of meals as if no one was around, and eat as much as she could in their canteen.

Although most people who claim to have seen the legend don't mind it very much, there are some places that don't accept this - mainly in public, and the meal is not paid for.

At this time, the girl will talk to them in a friendly tone, and they will generally be convinced. However, they will forget what was said specifically afterwards.

Because of this strange phenomenon, many people think that this girl is an incarnation of some unknown being.

Since the girl had never revealed her own information, they took the initiative to give the protagonist of this urban legend a name.

Legend has it that she had gem-like purple hair and lip gloss, wore purple sunglasses, had some mechanical-like wrinkles on her face, and wore a sparkling dress like a magical girl, so they called her the "Gem Man".

……

Tim Drake was sitting in the cafeteria of his school, and like other classmates, he kept his distance but excitedly glanced at the purple-haired beauty in the corner.

He had discussed this gem man with his classmates this afternoon, and he didn't expect that it actually existed!

At this time, the "Gem Person" who was being watched, that is, Valerie in a different look, was slowly enjoying the corn soup on the table.

It's so unpalatable... As expected, the better the public school cafeteria, the worse the quality. And the people around me are really staring at me...

But she wasn't here to eat.

Valerie wiped her mouth and leaned back in her seat. She was the only one at the table.

The reason why Valerie kept going in and out of the cafeterias of various public places was actually to try to improve her panel.

Generally speaking, the fastest way to improve your panel is to fight, but no matter how simple the people of Gotham are, there are not so many fights for you to fight.

Besides, it's hard to make any progress if you keep bullying the weak ones.

So Valerie took a different approach. Since it was difficult to fight frequently, I would understand my panel attributes literally.

For example, the calmness attribute is the main upgrade panel for stealth or knife-flying players. Valerie prefers head-on combat, so she hasn't upgraded this attribute since the mid-game, and it's only level 14 now.

In the literal sense, calmness refers to strong psychological quality, which allows one to remain calm in the face of danger in a crisis environment.

And strong psychological quality means having a thick skin!

Valerie used her brilliant brain to work out an equation.

So she chose to dress like a dead end and eat for free everywhere, and even dine for free. Since the people of Gotham are pitiful enough, she specifically fleeces the government and big capitalists.

The classmates around her kept a distance from Valerie. They looked at her cautiously and talked about her.

Although American students all dress in a somewhat individual way, it is obvious that Valerie's current style is even more individual, to the point of being unique.

Valerie did not wear a mask because the underlying purpose was to feel shame, but it was too shameful, so she still put on makeup and tried not to reveal her identity as much as possible.

Valerie looked at the corn soup in her hand and sighed deeply.

The taste was so weird that she couldn't drink it...

But after all, she had already drunk half of it, and Valerie didn't want to waste it, so she closed her eyes and gulped it down.

The sweetness of corn, sticky oats, and weird black pepper make it taste even worse than salty tofu pudding with sugar added.

Valerie put the soup bowl back on the table with a grin.

In fact, it wasn't that she couldn't stand the nausea, but the lingering cheap feeling in the taste made Valerie's recently spoiled mouth a little uncomfortable.

Valerie couldn't help but recall that when she was playing games in her previous life, the food in 2077 also looked very low quality. Maybe this is how people in the game feel when they eat...

Valerie suddenly remembered something.

She blinked and entered scanning mode, trying to analyze the ingredients and see if she could make them herself when she returned.

If Valerie remembered correctly, all the food in the game could buff people. Perhaps the food made by her in-game body could also have that effect.

Since she never used the food buff, she forgot about this setting. If it weren't for this bowl of soup that awakened her lost memory, she might not have remembered it for years.

"Uh...what the heck...it looks like a lot of high-tech..."

Valerie looked at the bowl in her hand in shock. There were so many unfamiliar words!

Just as Valerie was still amazed at the treasure of modern technology in her hands, she suddenly heard incredible voices from the people around her, and a figure sat down opposite her.

"Do you like this soup?"

Valerie looked up and saw a red-haired girl looking at her with great interest.

"This thing reminds me of my hometown..." Valerie wiped her eyes in a serious manner.

"As far as I know, these soups are all pre-made." The girl winked secretly, "You know what? I seem to have heard of you. You are the famous freeloader, right?"

"Well... my name is Shiva." Valerie felt a little embarrassed by the nickname.

"? Is this your real name?" The girl was surprised. "As far as I know, you have never revealed your real name to anyone, not even to the national database."

"What do you mean?"

"Haven't you always... called yourself V?" The girl's voice was so soft that only Valerie and she could hear it.

Valerie's eyes became sharp under her sunglasses: "Do you know me?"

"Judging from your reaction, this Shiva is a pseudonym?" The girl showed an expression that was not expected.

"Who are you?" Valerie finally became interested in the girl.

"My name is Barbara Gordon. Don't be nervous. I've just seen your photo." Barbara said soothingly.

In the absence of a prosthetic doctor, Miss V can only change her makeup, and she has tried her best to be different from her usual self.

Valerie was a little uneasy. Being recognized by Barbara dressed like that made her feel like she was caught in the act.

Although she had thought about the possibility of being recognized, she thought that by then she should have mastered her composure and could face everything with a smile! She never expected that this was only the fourth day of the operation!

She felt so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"What do you want?" Valerie was ready to be blackmailed with her dark history.

Barbara didn't understand why Valerie suddenly showed such a sad expression, but she thought Miss V was very cute.

"Actually, I've always admired you." Barbara whispered, "Gotham needs more people like you who stand up."

NO4. Ms. V, you don’t want your colleagues to know…

"Do you think I'm some kind of superhero..."

Valerie seemed to understand that because she had been on the front lines fighting various villains, this Barbara had a strange misunderstanding about her.

"No matter what your original intention is, you are willing to use your power to protect this city. This is greatness." Barbara explained. She still knew Valerie's true profession.

"..." Valerie was embarrassed for a moment. It was the first time she received such direct and purposeless praise.

"This kind of greatness should be used to describe Batman or the police chief..." Valerie shook her head. She didn't want to be swayed by such praise.

At this moment, she suddenly realized something: "Your name is Barbara Gordon? You are the director..."

"He is my father." Barbara nodded shyly.

Valerie looked around the spacious but pungent-smelling cafeteria and couldn't help but sigh.

Even the daughter of the police chief can only eat this kind of food?

This school really is not afraid of the powerful!

"Ms. V, I need your help with something." Barbara suddenly leaned close to Valerie's ear.