I, V, Gotham Legend

Cash took Valerie through the tunnel and saw a spacious space with bright light. In front of them was an iron bridge, but a rusty railing door blocked the exit of the tunnel.

This seemed to be a confluence node. Looking down from behind the railing where they were standing, there was a cylindrical space like a pond that collected sewage, with a circle of drainpipes hanging on the surrounding walls.

"Cross this bridge and you'll be in the basement of the police station. I remember there's an elevator up there."

Kesh only rolled up the map and looked at the iron railing door in front of him with serious eyes.

The communicator is broken, so there is no way to contact the relevant departments to open the door.

Valerie stroked her chin.

The door was remotely activated, and she could open it with her technical abilities, but on second thought, if she used brute force to open the door, she might attract the Alligator Man.

"Kash, stand back," Valerie ordered.

Cash looked at Valerie in confusion, but still took a few steps back as she asked.

Valerie thought about how to make the biggest noise possible, then decided to keep it simple.

She took a few steps back, then took a big jump and performed Taro's favorite swallow-style flying kick.

"state!!!"

The entire tunnel seemed to tremble with the sound of steel being knocked, and the railing that was kicked caused the wall that extended out of it to fly out like a missile.

Pieces of wall and railings fell into the reservoir, splashing up dirty water like a fountain.

Cash's mind went blank, not because the scene before him was beyond his cognition, but mainly because the sound just now was too loud, which shocked him completely.

"Ms. V, what are you doing..."

Cash knew that Valerie wanted to lure out the crocodile man, but if he himself was a crocodile man, he might have been scared away by this shout.

"Don't worry, I know this is a public building." Valerie misunderstood, "You go first."

Cash walked onto the bridge in a daze, and before he had taken a few steps, he heard a tinkling sound behind him.

When he turned around, he found that the railing door at the entrance of the tunnel had been repaired and the whole place was as bright as new.

"That should be about it." Valerie was very satisfied with her masterpiece. After sending Cash away, she could kick it a few more times.

Cash was speechless. He finally understood from the bottom of his heart what Valerie meant when she said he was just a burden.

"Let's go, where is the elevator you mentioned? Oh! I see it! That's it!" Valerie patted Cash's clean clothes.

Cash followed Valerie's gaze and looked back toward the end of the bridge.

There was a large platform elevator suspended by several steel cables, which could accommodate at least six police cars, and the floor was grilled.

"Yes... from there you can go directly to the underground database of the Gotham Police Department..." Cash was still immersed in the shock just now.

"Well, then you go back by yourself. I don't need to start the elevator, right?" Valerie nodded.

"Thank you, Miss V." Cash thanked her solemnly and then walked towards the elevator.

The platform elevator has no walls, but the only way to get up is by the bridge under your feet.

Valerie watched Cash walk toward the elevator, blinked back, and turned on the scanner.

If the sound just now successfully attracted the crocodile man, he should have run over here, right?

Valerie looked around, at the intricate voice patterns of varying sizes before her.

The shape of the voiceprint will vary depending on the type, size, and distance of the sound. For example, the sound of a person shouting and the sound of flowing water are definitely different.

But Valerie looked around and saw no sound that resembled that of the Alligator Man.

The sound that can be scanned must be at least loud enough. Logically speaking, given the crocodile man's size, she should be able to see the voiceprint whether he is running or swimming towards her.

Even if it was scared away, it should be able to make a sound.

Unless this guy is not as stupid as Valerie thought, and knows to come here quietly, but when I think of his beast-like behavior, I don't think he can think of this.

Although it is not very polite, if he is really a wild beast, why does he remain calm even though he knows the direction of his prey?

Valerie suddenly realized something.

Cash was close to the elevator. He could already see the dirty water flowing under the grille. He only needed to take a few more steps to get out of this damn place.

But before he raised his foot, he suddenly felt his shoulders being grabbed and a huge force pulling him back.

At the same time, the grate he almost stepped on was shattered by the water flow from the sewage, and the green monster rushed out from it, biting its bloody mouth in front of Cash's eyes.

NO27. This is the fastest time my brain works

There is only one possibility for a beast to remain calm when it knows the location of its prey.

The prey is within attack range!

Valerie threw Cash behind her and glared at the crocodile man with narrowed eyes.

"You almost got me into trouble. You actually knew how to set an ambush. You're not as stupid as I thought."

Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise Kesh would be dead!

“Hahahaha.” The crocodile man climbed out of the grille and laughed hoarsely, “Policeman, are you here to save him? This is the police station above. I knew you would come here.”

"So after lying in ambush for such a long time, you still want to fight me one-on-one? You really don't learn your lesson." Valerie took out the Savage King's hammer from her pocket.

"I will tear you to pieces with my own hands!" the crocodile man shouted, but he did not rush forward. Instead, he clenched his fists and smashed them hard on the iron bridge in front of the elevator.

The iron bridge shook, and the part that was hit even sank a little.

The crocodile man raised his fists again and gathered all his strength.

Obviously, he was going to tear down the bridge and let Valerie fall into the water, and then she would be at his mercy!

The plan was good, but there was a problem at the first step.

Valerie flashed in front of the crocodile man and swung the sledgehammer.

The crocodile man was hit hard on the jaw and turned over and rolled into the elevator.

The platform elevator suspended by steel cables trembled and began to shake uneasily.

This elevator can carry a tunnel boring machine and should not be damaged by a battle of this magnitude.

Valerie dragged the sledgehammer into the elevator and stood in front of the crocodile man who was climbing up with his head shaking.

"Where are the children?"

"What child?" said the crocodile man, shaking his head.

Valerie rushed towards the alligator man, hammer raised in her hand.

The crocodile man seemed to be unconvinced. He crossed his arms to block the sledgehammer and was knocked to his knees.

The crocodile man's arms were shaking as he struggled to stand up.

Valerie likes to fight with guys like this who only use brute force. There is no need to waste brain cells, just crush him head-on. The crocodile man was suppressed to death.

"A group of children came to explore this morning and are now missing. I'm asking again, where are the children?" Even as the crocodile man trembled, Valerie's arm holding the hammer handle remained motionless.

"No children, I won't eat cubs." The crocodile man finally realized the futility of a head-on confrontation. He spread his arms and retreated.

Valerie's sledgehammer hit the grating floor, the hammer head embedded in the floor, and the entire platform elevator began to creak and shake again.

The crocodile man took the opportunity to pounce again, opening his bloody mouth.

In his eyes, Valerie was now in a state of stiffness, unable to pull out her weapon for a while, and could only watch herself being bitten.

But Valerie simply pressed the hammer handle like a lever, and the hammer embedded in the floor was easily pulled out, hitting the crocodile man's head again from the chin.

The crocodile man's upper and lower jaws collided violently, several teeth were broken, and stars appeared in his eyes. The momentum of the attack was abruptly stopped.

After the crocodile man's head was knocked back by the blow of the hammer, Valerie used the force to swing the hammer in an empty circle, and then hit the monster on the temple.

This time, the crocodile man fell completely to the ground, motionless.

The platform elevator swayed back and forth uncomfortably, but eventually it slowly stabilized.

"This thing is really strong..." Cash walked onto the platform with lingering fear, not knowing whether he was talking about the crocodile man or the elevator under his feet.

He had just been lying on the bridge, watching Valerie easily deal with the crocodile man who was causing him great psychological pressure.

He was impressed by Valerie's strength, and he might never forget this scene in his life.

"Come here, Cash." Valerie waved to the policeman and took out a cattle chain from her pocket. "You tie this guy up."

Cash nodded. He felt that V was taking care of his self-esteem and making him feel a little involved in arresting the crocodile man.

Watching Cash wrap the chain around the crocodile man skillfully, Valerie looked at a lever in the corner of the platform.

This should be the elevator switch.

"Kash, how did you get down here?" Valerie suddenly turned around and asked.

"Did you come to the sewer? That means you climbed down from the well." Cash was a little confused as to why he asked this question.

“Do you know the tiankeng?”

"Sinkhole?" Kesh looked surprised.

Valerie finally understood something.

"I'll go to the police station with you," Valerie said, approaching the lever.

"Where are the children? Do you want to send this monster away first and then come back?" Cash asked while tying the crocodile. He felt that since the crocodile man had fallen, he could also help.

"No children." Valerie pulled the switch, and the entire platform elevator shook, then slowly rose.

"What?" Cash was surprised.

"To be exact, the child is not here." Valerie touched her chin, and she figured out something.

Neither Valerie's voiceprint scan nor the Mad Hatter's hypnosis gave any clues about the child. Moreover, the Crocodile Man had no need to lie. He might really have never seen the child.

The incident started when a group of children heard the legend of the crocodile man in the sewer and went down to adventure, but there was no news for a day. Some of their parents called the police and hired mercenaries.

But there aren’t necessarily only crocodile people in the sewers.

Some third party caught the children and took them away from here.

Valerie thought back to the sinkhole where she came down from. Even if she jumped down directly, her feet would be numb first. If the children were just here for the adventure, there was no need to come down from such a dangerous place.

She still remembered that there were many traces of tools next to the sinkhole. She thought they were used for repairs, but on second thought, those traces might have been left by tools used to dig the sinkhole.

Kesh's reaction didn't seem like he knew about the sinkhole.

So why did the client want Valerie to come down from that sinkhole?

"The client who hired me to find the child and the person who called the police on you may not be the same person." Valerie expressed her guess, "I want to meet with the client again and have a good chat."

Maybe the people who called the police were indeed the parents of the missing children, but the people who came to find Valerie might have wanted to use this incident to do something with Valerie.

The elevator was still rising slowly, and Cash had already tied up the still unconscious crocodile man.

"Then can you be sure where the children are?" Cash asked worriedly.

"According to my investigation, it's not in this sewer. However, if you are worried, you can search again. Anyway, the crocodile has been caught... By the way!"

As Valerie was speaking, she suddenly remembered something. She took out a tightly wrapped plastic bag from her pocket and took out a bright red beef leg.

"Help me, Cash, pry this guy's mouth open."

NO28. National Database

The platform elevator rises to the top floor, and a huge gate like a reservoir comes into view. This should be left over from the construction of the sewer.

Valerie held the chain that bound the crocodile man with one hand and walked towards the gate.

The crocodile man was dragged like a piece of luggage. He was still unconscious, with a cow leg bigger than his head stuffed in his mouth like a ball gag.

The gate is large enough for boats to pass through. Normally, most people would go in and out through the small side door, but the crocodile man is too big to be taken out through the small door.

Cash followed Valerie and watched her slap and beat on the gate.

He was a little puzzled. Did he have to use brute force to open even a door like this?

Valerie didn't do anything too outrageous after all. She took a few steps back and looked at the gate.