I, V, Gotham Legend

Even Valerie could see Bruce's wariness, but luckily she had prepared her words.

"I recently thought of a dilution method, dividing a tube of medicine into many portions. However, although this method is effective, the difference is very large." As she spoke, Valerie took out a small syringe with a clear liquid swaying inside.

"So I came to see if your much-hyped company could give me some ideas for improvement."

"What's the dilution effect? ​​Have you tried it yourself?" Bruce was very concerned about this.

He felt that if Valerie's medicine could be successfully mass-produced, it would be much more reliable than the medical technology currently being developed by the company.

"It can't cure fatal injuries, and it's also very difficult to treat the disabled. The specific effect depends on the dosage."

Valerie said, blinking her big eyes.

After she made the first batch of diluted medicine, she went to the street to find a few lucky thugs to conduct experiments on. For the purpose of control experiments, they were beaten to various degrees, from broken fingers to near death.

Valerie did not hide the fact that she had killed someone again in front of Batman, after all, she had the money.

The two chatted as they walked, and they soon arrived at the medical department.

The medical department of the Wayne Group is very large. After all, it is one of the most watched technologies. Especially after Bruce took over Nora recently, the department received further investment.

Valerie took the lead and walked past the department front desk. Since Bruce was following them, no one dared to stop them.

"I think there will be a lot of bad rumors about us soon." Looking at the gossiping employees around her, even Valerie realized that something was wrong.

"They will forget about you soon." Bruce said with experience, "You are not the first woman I have brought here."

What a scumbag.

"But I still want you to clarify. I care a lot about my innocence." Valerie pouted.

"Clarification won't work, just pretend it never happened, that's the best way." Bruce only said this, but it was full of rich experience.

“Okay…” Valerie was still a little uncomfortable and took a few quick steps to distance herself from Master Wayne.

The two of them visited many research sites, and when they saw the boss coming to inspect, many employees even stood stiffly.

Valerie pretended to be wandering around like a headless fly, but in fact her goal was very clear. After entering the medical department, she turned on the thermal imaging to find where Nora might be held.

Since Sleeping Beauty is a living being whose physiological state needs to be monitored at all times, she can only be stored in a medical department.

However, Valerie still pretended to visit everywhere in order to dispel Master Wayne's suspicion.

After walking around for a few times, Valerie finally came to Nora's door, but she didn't go in immediately.

"Ah...it's a bit cold." Valerie put her hand on the door and stole a glance at Bruce's expression.

"This is Sleeping Beauty's room." Bruce maintained a playboy smile, making it impossible to tell his true emotions.

"Come to think of it, I haven't gotten a close look at what she looks like..." Valerie opened the door.

Bruce followed as usual.

The room was a spacious laboratory with staff in white coats coming and going. At the innermost side of the room there was a rectangular iron box about one meter tall.

Nora must be imprisoned here...

Valerie pretended to be uninterested, walked around the laboratory, memorized the terrain, threw some hidden props, and then trotted back to Bruce.

"You don't have anything here that can give me inspiration. I'd better look at other departments." Valerie, who had completed her main task, pretended nothing had happened.

Afterwards, the two walked all over Wayne Building, and when Bruce sent Valerie back to the door, it was already dark.

"Your place is quite impressive, but it's too conspicuous to be a secret base." Valerie summoned the Sword in the Stone and summarized today's trip.

"I prefer my family's secret base." Bruce walked Valerie to the car.

"It's amazing that you can live with a group of bats... Goodbye!" Valerie closed the car door and drove away.

Bruce watched Valerie's car disappear from sight, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Master, it looks like you had a date with Miss V in Wayne Building?" A familiar kind voice sounded, Bruce turned around and found that the old butler was standing behind him again at some point.

"No, Alfred." Bruce said in a steady tone, "She came here for Mr. Freeze's wife. If nothing unexpected happens, Mr. Freeze should be in her hands."

NO10. Stop calling Miss V stupid!

Valerie thought she was very smart. She felt like she was an agent in the movies, setting up a tight net in a matter of minutes.

After doing such an exciting thing, her mood was obviously much better, and her body was swaying to the music while driving.

When she returns to the secret lab beneath the hospital, even Victor can tell she's different.

"What happened?" Although she felt that other people's feelings had nothing to do with her, Miss V's sense of accomplishment was overflowing, and even the cold-blooded Mr. Freeze felt curious.

"The world-recognized genius is just a chess piece in my hand." Valerie stretched out her little hand and smiled evilly.

Mr. Freeze is mysterious and powerful.

Valerie jumped swiftly behind Mr. Freeze and looked at the LCD screen she had hung on the wall.

"Didn't you watch TV?" Valerie took out the remote and pressed it.

The screen lit up, and the images jumping on the TV were the recorded broadcast of My Little Pony.

"Oh...you like this..."

Valerie was a little surprised that Mr. Freeze, who usually acted like his life was not worth living, actually believed in magic.

"Nora likes it very much." Victor just explained this, but his fingers were tightly grasping the collar of his clothes, and he was obviously nervous.

Valerie didn't say anything else, but just switched to the Gotham News Channel that she often watched.

Originally, she just turned on the TV to add some liveliness to the deserted laboratory, but she happened to see unexpected news when she switched the channel.

"This is Vicki Vale in the Gotham courthouse. We have the latest news that the notorious crime boss Oswald Cobblepot will be sentenced to at least four hundred years in prison, and if nothing unexpected happens, the rest of his life... Look! That's the prosecutor!"

The camera tilted and moved to a handsome blond man walking out of the court. He was wearing a clean and neat white suit and had a winner's smile on his face.

A group of reporters swarmed around the prosecutor, pointing cameras at his face.

Through the voice-over narration of Vicki Weir and others, Valerie finally understood that this handsome new prosecutor turned the tide in the court. He faced the judge, lawyers and jury who were bribed by Cobblepot alone. He used eloquence to beat Cobblepot to a pulp, and in the end even the judge had to impose a heavy sentence.

He is simply the biggest contributor to this trial.

"Can a prosecutor really have so much power?" Valerie was a little surprised, but Cobert's sentence was indeed set.

"Some people always have superior abilities and can do things that ordinary people can't believe." Victor doesn't care about these, but no matter who it is, as long as he can make the Penguin lose face, he will be happy.

Valerie wrote down the name Harvey Dent: "This guy is so arrogant, sooner or later someone will want to deal with him."

"Cobert's power is too great, so his sentence won't last too long. After being locked up in Blackgate, his sentence will be reduced soon." Mr. Freeze rarely chatted with Valerie.

For the people of Gotham, this kind of thing is commonplace.

"It's hard to say... I think this guy is like a fallen beast. The few days he's been in jail are enough for other gangs to eat away at his base."

What's more, Valerie personally blew up many of Penguin's arsenals, and she felt that it would be difficult for Cobblepot to make a comeback.

"Cobert had nothing when he first returned to Gotham. He only had enough to work as an umbrella boy for Falcone. His family had long since fallen to the point where only a surname remained." Victor unexpectedly spoke highly of Cobert. "A true beast will get up on its own."

"You Gothamites always like to think that people from great families are special." Valerie curled her lips, "Remember we were going to rob Wayne?"

Mr. Freeze looked at Valerie, wanting to hear what she had to say.

"Wait a minute, I'll show you something interesting later." Valerie said mysteriously, then went back to the table and started writing and drawing.

Victor saw that Valerie was busy again and didn't say anything. He turned off the TV and returned to his research.

Rejection reaction is the most basic immune response of the human body. Victor is still at a loss as to what to do about it. In order not to delay the research progress too much, he temporarily focuses his research on the prosthesis itself.

Just as Victor was calculating carefully, a crisp sound of keyboard typing was heard, which confused his thoughts for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Victor turned around and saw a computer with many screens suddenly appeared on Valerie's desk, which looked like the letter V.

He had seen V's ability to create precision machinery with his bare hands, so he knew how this thing was made.

"Editing, you've never seen it before." Valerie tapped on the keyboard.

Victor couldn't even concentrate on his research for a moment, and could only look back at Valerie's operation with displeasure.

Valerie's computer performance is very good. After all, it is based on the Batcomputer in her memory, so it can be called a supercomputer.

Victor felt that he could not understand what was on Valerie's screen. It seemed to be some 3D scene.

"what is this?"

Perhaps she heard Victor's question, or perhaps she just finished her work, Valerie let go of the keyboard and took out a metal headband from her pocket: "This is high-tech from 2077. We call it Mewtwo."

"2077?" Victor was just surprised for a moment, but didn't ask more.

All he cares about as a person of V is her prosthetic technology.

Valerie was also helpless. She felt that revealing some of her cards appropriately would help ease the relationship between teammates.

"Try it on and I'll teach you how to use it slowly." Valerie stood up, pushed Victor back to his seat, and put the headband on his head.

Mewtwo is a very boring game mode in 2077. The setting is that players can use this headband to immersively experience the environment, mood and feelings of the Mewtwo recorder. It is the main form of entertainment in Night City.

But you can't experience all the fun things in the game. Mewtwo can only be used when looking for clues. The process is very boring. Every time Valerie reaches the Mewtwo level, she really wants to skip it.

The headband that Valerie put on Victor was given to her by her in-game wife Judy.

"Well, it looks like you don't have any ports on your body... You probably can't move freely, so I'll use a computer to remotely control it later... Relax, it's just like VR."

Valerie tried to record Mewtwo a few days ago. She remembered that if she wanted to record this thing, she had to install the prosthesis for recording first. She originally just wanted to give it a try.

The result was surprising. After connecting the data cable to the computer, she actually saw files related to Mewtwo.

I'm really curious about which prosthesis on my body has this function.

Victor remained silent. He lay on the recliner, his eyes covered by the glasses on his headband, and let Valerie tinker with him.

By now, he should have found himself transformed into Miss V, strolling around Wayne Tower with Bruce.

NO11. Remember my name

The purpose of Valerie letting Victor experience Mewtwo was to allow him to have a more intuitive understanding of the terrain of Wayne Building and prepare for the action plan.

Fortunately, editing Mewtwo does not require intelligence, even Valerie can do it, but Victor still frowned, as if the experience was not good.

After touring the Wayne Building in Mewtwo as Valerie, Victor finally couldn't wait to take off the headband.

"Your thing is good, but the noise is a bit too loud." Victor said with a frown.

"Noise?" Valerie put the Mewtwo headband on her head and sat back in her chair.

She heard no noise.

"Did you hear it wrongly? Maybe you mistook some ambient sound for noise?"

"No, that sound is very harsh, like someone is cutting glass with a knife next to your ear all the time. It makes it impossible to think normally." Victor was firm.

Valerie had no such feeling and she attributed it to the fact that Victor had no prosthetic body.

"Okay, let's get down to business. What's your plan for robbing Wayne Tower? Or when will you do it?"

Victor looked at the new armor he made. Because he still didn't trust Valerie, he refused Valerie's help and did it entirely by himself.

"The sooner the better. Do it tonight."

……

Batman stood on the top floor of Wayne Building, overlooking Gotham, holding a small eavesdropping prop in his hand, which played the conversation between V and Mr. Freeze.

Because it would be easy to be discovered, he couldn't place the bug on V. This little prop was left by Valerie herself.

It was in the laboratory where Nora was.

Through the conversation between the two in this audio, Batman could hear that V seemed to share his experience in Wayne Group with Mr. Freeze in some way.

This is a double act, with both of them playing Victor.

While walking around the building together, Valerie kept hinting at Bruce intentionally or unintentionally.

Although V doesn't seem to be very smart in her daily life, she is not stupid enough to underestimate Batman, with whom she has worked many times.

She knew very well that her little actions could not escape Batman's eyes, but she still chose to do things in front of him, and only in the freezing laboratory.

Valerie had also rescued Nora with him, but before entering the door, she claimed that she "had never seen what she looked like."