In the theater in Gotham Manor District, Schiller took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and clinked the glasses with Mrs. Leto in front of him. Schiller sighed: "There are not many such lively and solemn balls nowadays.
Sorry, those dance parties in the city are really too noisy, and those loud speakers give me a headache."
Mrs. Leto stroked the white hair on her temples and said: "It was like this in our time. Girls and boys were often very shy, but no one dared to hold hands at such a dance. But you know, now that
The young people were so crazy that once I went to the Jinbei Mansion in the city center, I was simply shocked. Rather than the clothes they were wearing, it was better to say that the curtains were tighter than that..."
Schiller laughed and said: "After all, the development is too fast now, but this is also a good thing. The economy seems to be much better recently."
Mrs. Leto agreed: "That's true. The rent of my two apartments on Fourth Avenue has actually increased by more than half. Those gangsters don't know how they make money. I'm still fighting with that bull on Elizabeth Street.
Let’s talk about buying another apartment…”
"Madam, you are wise." A deep voice came from the side, and a man with a mustache came over. He touched the glasses of Schiller and Mrs. Leto lightly with his wine glass, and then said: "Hello everyone
,this is my name card."
Schiller took it and took a look and said: "Manager of Jinbei Company? Are you the real estate agent of the Falcone family?"
"Yes, I work for Godfather, but of course, our Jinbei Company is also a legal company independent of the Falcone family and has real estate business throughout the East Coast."
"As you know, we have recently had some cooperation with Chicago, and the land there is about to be sold. I came here specially to attend this party to introduce the real estate in various eastern cities to you rich gentlemen and ladies."
Mrs. Leto was very interested. She said, "I heard that the scenery in Chicago is better than Gotham. What do you think about me buying a villa there?"
"Are you Mrs. Leto? You really asked the right person. Chicago is indeed good, but when it comes to retirement villas, I still recommend Imperial City. The scenery there is so beautiful and unique on the entire East Coast. And
You know, it's much safer there than Gotham or Chicago."
"Although I really like the tropical atmosphere of the Imperial City, there are too many casinos there and there are too many tourists from out of town. I always feel that living there will not be quiet." Mrs. Leto said with a frown.
"Then I would recommend Miami to you. This city is really good. Compared with the order of the Imperial City, it has more wild beauty. Of course, the gangs there are nothing compared to Gotham. With you
With my husband’s skills, it would be good to buy a manor there.”
Mrs. Leto fanned the fan in her hand and said: "I was planning to discuss this matter with him. Although we have lived in Gotham for generations, the weather here is really terrible. If I could go there for a month or two,
It’s not bad to go on vacation there. After all, we are older, and the air in Gotham is not good for prolonging life..."
Schiller said: "I heard that the mayor intends to work with Wayne Group to develop an urban air purification system and promote it nationwide, which can regulate the climate in local areas, but this may indeed take some time."
The Jinbei manager said: "That would be great. Actually, I don't understand. Gotham's physical location is obviously very good, but why are there so many rainy days? If only there were three or four months in a year.
On a sunny day, the beaches here will surely drive tourists from all over the east crazy.”
The manager is right. The quality of Gotham Beach is very good because it has hardly been developed. After all, no one will risk their lives to come here for vacation. Except for locals who use it occasionally, it can be said that the entire eastern city is protected.
The best city beaches.
The waiter came around again with a tray. A few people took some biscuits and drank and ate while chatting about the future development of Gotham. During the chat, Schiller noticed a black figure outside the theater door.
His figure flashed for a moment, as if someone was staring at him.
The theater was brightly lit because of the dance, but it was dark over the manor. This old-fashioned manor had a small community and not many residents. Once a dance was held, almost everyone would be present, so their house would naturally be empty.
It’s on.
Unlike Bruce who is busy with his internship, Catwoman's life has not been going well recently.
She is a thief, and her main source of income is stealing things. Of course, she is a relatively high-end thief, not a street pickpocket. What Catwoman steals are basically expensive jewelry from some jewelry stores, or from some collectors.
A stamp album or something.
However, due to Gotham's reforms, the city's nights have become more and more lively. Jewelry stores, gold and silver jewelry stores or watch repair shops on the main streets have basically begun to open at night, and shop assistants and security guards have also become
Three shifts.
Catwoman steals things by sneaking in and adding skills. It's not like some thugs, who kill everyone and no one will notice my infiltration. Catwoman's petite size and strength don't support her taking this route.
The three shifts of store clerks and security guards also gave her a headache. Even if she could find a way to divert one or two of them, the noisy streets and bustling alleys made her theft very easy to detect.
In fact, it stands to reason that with Catwoman's abilities, she wouldn't starve to death if she did anything else. However, she was raised as a thief since she was a child. She doesn't know how to do it, and she doesn't want to do anything else.
What to do if she couldn't steal? She had no choice but to steal. Although she could occasionally succeed, it was too easy to be discovered and she had many enemies.
As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts. One day, Catwoman's theft failed again.
But this time, she offended someone she shouldn't have offended. The place where she stole this time was called the Jinbei Jewelry Store, which was owned by Falcone.
The Falcone family is not like other small fish and shrimps. The security guards in the store are all professionally trained and have sufficient manpower. There are no blind spots in the whole store. Catwoman was discovered as soon as she took action.
Different from other jewelry stores, Falcone's people have the courage and ability to hunt down anyone in Gotham. The majesty of the Godfather cannot be tarnished. Catwoman was not only almost caught, but was also directly wanted.
Already.
Twelve families all sent people to chase her. On this day, Catwoman was chased up and down again. As a last resort, she started running towards the edge of the city.
The killer behind had obviously received professional training and was chasing closely. Catwoman had no choice but to grab a car and drive out of the East Side and run to the West Side. Thanks to Gotham's traffic control, there was no traffic jam or car accident. She made it smoothly.
Ran to the vicinity of the manor area.
Entering the manor area, Catwoman felt a little frightened, because the English-style manor here looked very eerie at night, which is why she rarely came here even though there were many rich people here.
But there was no way, the enemy was chasing after her, and Catwoman advanced cautiously in the manor area. The deeper she went, the more unsure she felt, because for some reason, everyone here seemed to have disappeared.
Catwoman plucked up the courage to continue running forward, and then found a weak light coming from a window in one of the manors.
Catwoman, who was almost scared to death by the terrifying atmosphere here, didn't think too much and ran straight to the place with light.
After entering, she found traces of people living here, which made her feel a little at ease.
Feeling that she had escaped from the pursuers, Catwoman became bolder. She crept to the base of the wall of the building, then stretched out her hook and grabbed the roof. With a few light jumps, she arrived at the light.
on the windowsill.
She leaned against the wall, stretched her head and looked inside, and found that there was no one inside. It seemed that the owner had forgotten to turn off the lights before leaving.
There is a solid wood desk next to the balcony. There is a lot of messy information on it, as well as many tomes that make Catwoman feel headache after just one glance. The owner of the manor seems to be a scholar.
But soon, something caught Catwoman's attention, which was a bottle placed in the corner of the desk.
The bottle was not big, and it seemed to contain some black dirty water. However, the material of the bottle itself made Catwoman's heart beat very fast for a moment.
Those are diamonds! All over them!
The entire bottle is made of diamonds!!!
Catwoman knew that she was definitely not wrong. She had been a thief for so many years and had seen thousands of jewelry.
The dazzling light under the light almost dazzled Catwoman's eyes, making her fascinated in an instant.
Even though she had seen all kinds of beautiful jewelry, she had never seen such a pure diamond.
Then she began to gnash her teeth again. What did the owner of this manor think? Why would he hollow out such a beautiful diamond and make it into a bottle? It would be nice if it was solid???
But no matter what, Catwoman's heart belonging to a jewel thief is already ready to move.
The window was locked, and seemed to have a lock that Catwoman couldn't understand and couldn't pick, but the jewel thief who had dominated Gotham for many years didn't do it for nothing.
Seeing that the window could not be opened, she climbed down along the balcony and tried every window. Then she discovered that the owner of the manor was extremely cautious, and all the windows were covered with strange openings.
Strange locks were locked, even the small attic window.
But hard work pays off. Old-fashioned English manors have a special structure. In medieval English manors, a secret door would be left at the sewer outlet of the toilet to allow servants to clean away the accumulated dirt.
Although the manor built here could no longer use this function at the time it was built because it used a modern drainage system, it may be a sentiment of the architect that this medieval sewage channel was still retained.
Come down.
Catwoman was petite and could just climb into the bathroom through this secret door. She thought, fortunately, no one had ever used this passage, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten in through this.
Catwoman has superb acrobatic skills and is very dexterous. When she got out of the bathroom, she landed without making a sound. What made her even more devastated was that the bathroom door was actually locked!
How afraid is this person of being stolen!
Fortunately, the owner of the manor may also find that strange lock troublesome. If he is in a hurry to use it, he may not be able to open it, so the lock on the bathroom door is an ordinary iron lock.
Catwoman could pry open this kind of lock. She got the lock in three clicks and then tiptoed to the table.
She happily picked up the diamond bottle and admired it carefully under the light. Now she was sure that it must be a diamond.
But what confused her was that she had never seen such a pure diamond. Whether it was color or clarity, it was almost impeccable and looked almost perfect.
What's more confusing to Catwoman is that such a beautiful bottle actually contains a pool of black dirty water. No, maybe it's not accurate to say it's dirty water, it's more like a ball of sticky black mucus.
I don't know if it was Catwoman's illusion, but she felt the slime move, but she was already dazzled by the diamond bottle, and she wanted to put such a beautiful diamond into her collection cabinet immediately.
So she didn't care what was in the bottle and stuffed the bottle directly into the small bag on her waist.
Since the windows and doors were locked, Catwoman was worried that she would not be able to escape when the owner of the manor came back. Besides, it was enough to harvest such beautiful diamonds tonight.
Catwoman left along the same route she came from. She even used a special method to hang the lock on the outside of the bathroom door and lock it again before leaving.
When Catwoman returned to her home, she took out the bottle and looked at it from left to right. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. But the more she looked at it, the more eye-catching the black sludge in the bottle became. What kind of mental illness would use such
A beautiful bottle to hold a puddle of slimy black slime?
Catwoman wanted to pour out the contents, but the sealing method of this bottle was very special. Its stopper was not a common wooden stopper. It had a series of complex buckles on it and seemed to have a micro-lock.
Catwoman has never seen this thing before, and she can't understand it, but she only knows one thing, diamonds are the hardest gems in the world, so she can use violence to destroy the plug without hurting it.
Beautiful bottle.
So she took a crowbar, a file and pliers, and banged and smashed the mechanism above. After working for a long time, except for one buckle that was slightly loose, the entire plug remained motionless.
Catwoman was panting from exhaustion. In a fit of anger, she ignored it, threw the bottle on the bedside table, and went to sleep. She planned to go out and find a professional to help pry it open after the storm had passed in a few days.