I, V, Gotham Legend

The Batwing crashed through the waterfall, rushed into the Batcave, and slowly landed on the tarmac.

Batman jumped down from the Batwing, taking off his mask.

"Welcome back, young master, I believe you won't go out again." Alfred, who was guarding the computer, came forward.

"I'll sleep for an hour. Tell me if you have anything to say." Bruce nodded to Alfred, although there was no sign of fatigue on his face.

Bruce has mastered a technique to fall asleep at any time and to spread out his rest opportunities, inserting sleep like fragments into the gaps in his busy life, ranging from three seconds to fifteen minutes at a time.

The hour after work every day is the longest sleep period for Batman, which is very important for him to restore his energy.

Bruce slowly walked towards the boss chair in front of the computer desk. After the manor was burned down, this was his temporary bed.

But just before Bruce approached the boss chair, Alfred suddenly called him: "Master Bruce, in fact, you can go back to your room tonight."

Bruce turned around in surprise and looked at Alfred's face with a questioning look.

"Miss V came over unexpectedly not long ago," Alfred explained politely, "She suddenly sped up the progress and repaired the remaining parts in two hours. Now Wayne Manor stands on it, just like new."

Bruce suddenly became uneasy: "Have you seen it?"

"I'm just looking at it from a distance. Miss V specifically instructed that you, the owner, should be the first to enter the new home." Alfred smiled with satisfaction.

But Bruce was even more uneasy.

He recalled the situation not long ago when he kept scaring Miss V with bugs in Wayne Building.

This guy is here for revenge!

"There's no need to go back, let's spend the night here." Bruce made the decision.

"Master Bruce, you have spent half a month in this chair. For the sake of your health, you should go back to your room." Alfred advised earnestly.

"No, you don't understand." Bruce shook his head, "V must have done a lot of things in our house."

"Master Bruce!" Alfred scolded harshly, "Your suspicion is very important in our daily lives, but it should not be directed at your companions. Moreover, Miss V saved our lives."

Bruce wanted to explain, but he suddenly didn't know where to start.

Tell Afu that V came to take revenge because he scared her with cockroaches?

Although there is nothing wrong in taking countermeasures against weaknesses, this is so childish that it is hard to talk about.

"We are not on the same side as V. She can't really trust us." Bruce tried to fool her. "Let's check if there are any traps first."

But Alfred didn't buy it. He finally saw that the young master had a friend who knew his identity. "Miss V doesn't have any fatal conflicts with us. Her personality is just like a child. Even if she did something, it would be a prank at most."

Bruce pursed his lips for a while, and finally decided to reveal a little: "Some things I did today angered her. Although it's not enough to break up, she obviously isn't generous enough to let it go."

"Then you should go. Going there even though you know there is a trap, doesn't it show your trust in her?" Alfred said gently.

Bruce looked at Alfu speechlessly. He didn't understand why Alfu was so biased towards the mercenary.

NO19. Pay your own electricity bill

Alfred had a good impression of Miss V. He thought that such a simple and kind-hearted child would not do anything big, so he let Bruce enter the house built by Valerie without any worries.

Bruce wanted to refuse in a firm manner, but he suddenly thought that if he avoided V when he knew that she had set a trap for him, it would be like giving in to her.

The desire to win aroused Bruce's fighting spirit. Although he was caught off guard, he had also made a plan in case the house was tampered with.

How can a mere V really turn the world upside down?

Bruce finally agreed to Alfred and walked towards the mine car elevator leading to Wayne Manor.

Before leaving, he specifically told Ah Fu not to follow him, as he wanted to test the waters first.

Then the superhero took off his cape, like a warrior ready to sacrifice himself.

……

In the secret laboratory under the hospital, Valerie pasted a photo on the wall and then showed an excited expression.

A small window appeared in the field of vision of her Qilus prosthetic eye, which was the image from the pinhole camera she installed in Wayne Manor.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Freeze, who had already settled his wife, came to Valerie and looked at her photo on the wall with a frown.

Valerie went out immediately after sending Victor back to the base. It was almost dawn when she came back with dirty clothes and a photo in her hand.

It was a high-definition photo of a locust, with every wrinkle, pattern and dirt on it clearly visible.

Valerie gritted her teeth and looked at the photo she had just posted on the wall: "Desensitization exercise, I need to get used to this thing."

"This is too detailed." Victor frowned, "There's no need to use this kind of photo for desensitization."

This photo of a locust was obviously taken with an expensive camera, and even Victor felt disgusted when looking at it.

"It's necessary. This is just the beginning." Valerie shook her head.

The insects she saw with her ultra-high precision artificial eyes were so detailed that she, who already hated insects, found them even more unforgettable.

Posting pictures of insects in the workplace was just the beginning. In the future, she would gradually come into contact with insect specimens, raise spider pets, and finally walk into a Mexican restaurant and order insect tacos.

Valerie is a very proactive person. She usually doesn't care much about her strengths and weaknesses, but if something holds her back or even becomes her weakness, she will immediately take steps to change it.

Valerie looked at the photo of the locusts again, then hurriedly looked away.

That being said, bugs are really gross!

Victor didn't say anything else. He was basically used to Valerie's erratic personality, but he still planned to tear up the photo after Valerie left.

There is no other reason. This locust photo is too disgusting. Even Victor feels psychologically pressured when looking at it. If V asks about it, I can just make up an excuse and lie.

"Aren't you going to be busy?" Valerie looked back at Victor, her eyes wandering, and it seemed that she was instinctively avoiding the photo.

“…Take a break.” Victor returned to his workbench.

It looked like he wanted to watch some TV.

Valerie looked away; she also had a show to watch.

In the small window of her vision, Bruce had pushed open the door of the Batcave tunnel and arrived at the wine cellar.

His expression was normal, and Valerie thought he should know that she had made arrangements, and he must be pretending.

Hehehe, now you can see my revenge!

Valerie smiled evilly.

...

Bruce puts on a pair of glasses that allow him to use detective vision, which isn't as effective as a mask, but is better than nothing.

He thought that V must have installed surveillance cameras in the room, just like he had done before, so he deliberately concealed his inspection actions.

Bruce simply took a quick look around the wine cellar. There were no traps here, so he simply pushed open the door.

According to the design drawings he provided, there should be a spacious living room outside the wine cellar, and that is indeed the case.

V Group's infrastructure is very conscientious, even the furniture has been preliminarily purchased. From Bruce's perspective, he can see a sofa piano and even a TV.

But Bruce did not move forward, because his eyes with detective vision still saw dense infrared rays like a spider web.

Bruce was silent for a moment, then threw several EMPs in the direction of the infrared devices closest to him.

The electric current flickered, and the EMP paralyzed part of the infrared rays. Bruce finally felt relieved and took the first step forward.

Then, he stepped out and stepped on a brick.

Bruce heard the "click" sound of the switch being activated. He realized that something was wrong and wanted to pull his foot back, but it was too late.

Walls rose up from under the floor in front of Bruce, reaching up to the ceiling, forming a maze in front of him.

A piece of paper fell lightly from the sky and Bruce reached out to catch it.

Written in scribbled handwriting on it was: "Want to go back to bed? Then figure out a way yourself! In addition, you will be responsible for the electricity bill for this office."

Bruce was a little speechless about Valerie's "cruel means". He didn't care about the sleeping environment at all, and this "game goal" was not a threat at all.

But his competitive spirit still made him take a step forward. He wanted to make Valerie understand through real actions that all her methods were just tricks!

But he hadn't taken a few steps when an infrared light suddenly appeared in front of him and he was caught off guard and bumped into it.

The maze environment seemed to have suddenly received a command and began to change its structure freely. The walls twisted and the paths changed, quickly turning into another maze in Bruce's surprised eyes.

Bruce knew that Valerie had strong handicraft skills, but he didn't expect that this girl could make such a large mechanism in such a short time.

After the maze finally stopped moving, Bruce approached the wall, pulled out a specially made bat dart, and attached it to the wall.

His original intention was to scan the wall structure, but after Bruce's hand touched the wall, it immediately trembled.

A new round of movement began, and in Bruce's eyes the towering walls quickly turned into a maze of another structure.

"..."

Bruce found that this time he couldn't even find the way back to the wine cellar.

This time, I really have to bite the bullet and walk through this maze.

Bruce walked forward with a gloomy face and soon approached a fork in the road.

Bruce looked left and right, trying to plan his next move, but just then he heard the sound of a shutter.

Following the sound, I saw a small pinhole camera on the wall.

Bruce originally thought that this was something that Valerie was using to monitor him, but when he looked at the camera, the pinhole immediately emitted a purple light and scanned Bruce's blue pupils.

Then, the wall moved again, marking a new round of structural changes.

At this moment, Bruce finally understood the significance of the phrase "pay for your own electricity bill".

PS: This is the last time I emphasize that the book is single. The master and V cannot have that kind of feelings for each other. This style is just to make their interaction more interesting. In fact, except for the enemies, Miss V has a similar attitude towards every acquaintance. Maybe the master has too many roles.

I have thought about reducing the old man's role, but when I think about it carefully, it would be a bit abnormal if the things that happened in Gotham were big and there was no involvement of bats, and those who have seen it so far should not regard this level of interaction as a sore spot.

I have written many times before that they are not interested in each other, and that is a real statement of no interest, not a flag.

This is the last time I will respond to questions about love lines, and I will not reply to any more comments in the future.

PS2: Tickets (very reluctant to show my belly)

NO20. Didn’t expect that?

Bruce had an unforgettable morning.

The room maze is very sensitive. If Bruce moves a little faster, he will trigger the physical sensation of the maze. If he moves too slowly, he may be hit by the sudden infrared rays.

You never know which floor you can step on, and if you accidentally hold onto the wall you might trigger a mechanism.

There is no time to remember the route because the maze terrain will change again soon.

From time to time, some scary props like those in a haunted house would appear in the maze, such as sheets or photos of insects, but they had little effect on scaring Bruce.

Fortunately, V didn't dare to bring real insects, otherwise it would be very troublesome to clean up.

If nothing unexpected happens, Bruce may have to spend a day in this never-ending maze.

But Bruce was not without a solution. After walking around for a while with an experiential mindset, he directly conveyed the order to cut off the power supply to Alfred through communication.

The sound of the flowing electricity suddenly stopped, and all the infrared rays in the detective's vision disappeared in an instant.

It seemed that Valerie had not prepared a backup power source, and the maze finally stopped moving.

Having said that, a maze is still a maze, and after a whole morning of searching, Bruce finally dragged his tired body out.

The end of the maze is a very spacious bedroom, which seems to be decorated by V himself.

The colors are very simple. Due to the power outage, the only lighting is the faint light coming through the curtains. There are several portraits of ghosts hanging on the yellow wallpaper, which seem to be the classic images of female ghosts in Hong Kong movies in the last century.

In addition, there are several human skeleton models and some fake severed limbs in the room.

It seems that Valerie wants to scare Bruce with the weird atmosphere, but Master Wayne is not moved at all.

Bruce looked around the bedroom, then approached the bed, tore off a small piece of wallpaper, and then broke off a wall tile with his bare hands.

There lies a camera inside.

"If I'm not mistaken, this model should be able to make calls." Bruce said affirmatively.

Because this is his model, he personally participated in the design, and it seems that V copied it with her amazing craftsmanship.

"You, you, you! You cheated! You cut off the power!" Miss V's angry voice came from the camera.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. It was you who gave me the clue." Bruce smiled slightly, looking very proud.