Thalia finally decided to attend the dinner, but she encountered a very real problem, that is, she had no clothes.
Pamela said this: "I like the two long skirts you brought very much. They have your own unique style, but they are not usually the kind that the upper class likes."
"And if I remember correctly, the organizer of the banquet, Professor Rodriguez, has seen these two skirts. I'm afraid wearing old clothes will be unpopular."
"That's just one of the strategies against Bruce Wayne." Talia smoothed her hair and said, "It doesn't represent my personal style. In fact, it will be even less popular with upper class society than that."
"So are you going to buy a new dress?" Pamela sat on the corner of the bed and said, "It's still early, maybe we can go shopping."
Thalia confirmed what she had to do at hand, and then realized that she really had nothing important to do. She really shouldn't use this time to inquire about information, even if it was to learn more about the topography of Gotham.
But now is really not a good time to wander around, because roads are closed everywhere, the streets are full of gangs, and the whole city is preparing for the opening ceremony. People with suspicious behavior like Talia will be listed as the first target of suspicion.
, it is not a good thing for a killer to attract attention.
So she would rather stay in the hotel and chat with Pamela than go out and do what she needs to do.
She walked to the hotel window and took a look down, and found that there was a traffic jam below, so she said, "Are you sure we can get to the commercial street smoothly?"
"We won't go to the commercial street. The clothes sold there are not suitable for dinner parties. It will definitely be too late to customize the dress. But we can go to Green Street. The ready-made clothes there are obviously much better than those in the shopping mall."
The two of them decided to set off, and Pamela had already changed into a dress - not a dinner-style dress, just a beautiful champagne gold suspender dress with a swing collar, and her hair was pulled up casually.
Thalia didn't wear a skirt, but wore a short sports top and trousers, with her hair down.
Because the swing-neck dress was made of silk and the folds on the chest were too tight to press, Pamela didn't bring a bag, and Thalia carried a small bag, which contained their mobile phones, wallets, sunscreen spray, umbrellas and other things.
After checking out of the hotel, the two of them walked to Green Street, which was almost 600 meters away. They walked along the parasols along the street.
In the past, Gotham was not a very suitable city for walking, but this does not mean that its street scenes are not beautiful, and it is not even entirely a security issue. The main problem is that the level of community governance is too poor and the infrastructure is not up to standard.
When taking a walk on the street, there is an overturned trash can every three steps, and a flowerpot knocked downstairs every five steps. There are almost no landscapes and shrubs. Because there is no sun, there is no need for an awning. As a result, there is no place to hide when it rains.
In preparation for the music festival, the city was cleaned up, mainly because the entire urban reconstruction project had reached the point where it was necessary to clean up the city's appearance. Most of the problems had been solved before, but later it was just a matter of filling in the gaps and adding bricks and tiles.
Green Street is an extremely important street in the history of Gotham. It was once the glorious historical portrayal of the four major families in Gotham. In its most prosperous period, there were about twelve streets here, and they were brightly lit every night. Gotham's celebrities
Here we play and sing all night long, feasting and feasting.
Although the four major families are no longer what they used to be, the buildings and atmosphere they left behind are still very unique. They are not completely luxurious retro, nor decadent extravagance, but a kind of Gothic art with a unique dark style.
When Thalia stepped into this street for the first time, even though it was no longer raining continuously, what appeared in front of her was still a dark and low sky, and a heavy rain was about to fall at any time. The thick dark clouds were denser than the raindrops.
Black umbrellas poured in, leather shoes stepped on the puddles on the red carpet, and walked into the door full of golden light.
The sky in the distance is lead gray and cold blue, the statues on the black and gray building exterior walls, and the Persian scimitars are shining with cold light. The facial expressions of the characters in the Catholic-themed sculptures look particularly cold. When they look up to the sky, they seem to see something.
Something darker and scarier.
Figures of people flowed between the golden window screens. The rain fell harder and harder. Blood gradually flowed from the back door of an inconspicuous dark street somewhere, and was washed into the sewer by the rain until it completely disappeared and no one could be heard.
The screams were exquisite, delicate, calm and panic-stricken.
Obviously Thalia was not the first person to be shocked by this atmosphere. It was not until tourists continued to pour into this street that the city government realized that we still have such a tourist attraction.
Then those formerly sparse mansions were transformed into hotels to receive tourists. It didn't take long for tourists from all over the world to flock to them. Thalia asked the parking attendant in front of the door about the price of the hotel, and got an offer that almost made her
The answer to death.
"It's 2,000 US dollars a night, why don't they grab it?!" Thalia strode past the front door of the hotel and turned back to Pamela and said: "Where on earth did you find so many good guys? This is all occupied.
.”
"There is a special reason for this." Pamela pulled Thalia to stop next to the hotel. Then she pointed towards an alley and said: "See there? This alley.
It’s a famous attraction and people usually call it Crime Alley.”
"Seventeen years ago, a gunshot here led to the most famous murder case in the past 20 years - the Wayne Group's actual controllers, Mr. and Mrs. Wayne, were both shot dead. So far, this is still an unsolved case.
"
"But they're still alive."
"This is worth 1,800 US dollars." Pamela spread her hands and said: "People want to know what the truth was back then. Some people say that it was directed and acted by the Waynes themselves, just for the power struggle within the Wayne Group.
Some people say it was Little Wayne who did it, but his parents chose to forgive him."
"Of course there are more outrageous versions, such as the Waynes who went to heaven because of their good deeds, but learned that they still had unfinished tasks in the world, so they came back here, and the most widely circulated one is that they practiced black magic.
, death and rebirth are just a part of extending life.”
"So which one is true?"
"No one knows." Pamela shook her head and said, "Because of this, everyone hopes to find clues, or simply has a hypothesis and just wants to verify it."
Pamela pointed at the building next to the alley and said: "The rooms on these two sides of the hotel are the most popular right now. They have been booked for a long time. The prices of other rooms have also soared. They are second only to Wei Wei who can see Batman."
En Hotel Deluxe Suite.”
"You make me feel like the world is a group of madmen having a meeting." Thalia bluntly expressed her true feelings and said: "The madmen organize, the madmen lead, the madmen participate, and then the madmen are very happy."
She spread her hands and said a little brokenly: "How could Bruce Wayne not mind that others used the scene where the murderer shot his parents as a tourist attraction? More importantly, how could the person involved not mind."
"They just don't mind," Pamela said with a shrug.
Along the way, I saw many crows landing on the black street lamps, and then groups of sparrows and some of them were a little ridiculously large.
Thalia saw a group of people setting up a row of cameras on the roof of the building. She didn't understand what they were doing. Pamela explained to her: "These are bird watching enthusiasts."
"Watching birds is a difficult thing. Except for some special species of waterbirds, most birds have a very magical characteristic, that is, when the camera is not pointed at them, they are as quiet as sculptures.
, as long as everything passes by, Superman may not be able to catch up with them."
"But the root cause of this problem is that the bird is too small, and the camera technology required to track the movement of such a small object is too high, but if it is magnified 20 times, it is very simple."
"It just so happens that Gotham has giant versions of various birds, including sparrows, blackbirds, and kestrels. There are also chickadees, sea eagles, and orioles in the suburbs."
Thalia could see a row of teal-like birds flying past on the skyline, falling into the dense jungle and disappearing.
"In the past few months, the number of plants in Gotham has almost tripled. Do you have any insights on this?" Thalia looked at Pamela and asked knowingly.
"It's actually much more than three times. Those seedlings and moss that you can't see are the main force. They will grow vigorously in the next few months and then become the raw materials of the gardening landscape."
"You saved the mayor a lot of money."
"So I'm making some money, and I'm actually already looking at houses."
They continued walking forward and finally came across the first tailor shop, which unfortunately sold men's clothing. Pamela held the wooden door and looked at the ties hanging on the door frame. The old man inside, whose glasses slipped to his nose, glanced at them and said, "Definitely."
There's a big shot throwing a party, right? That's great, Gotham hasn't had anything like this in decades."
"How much did you sell this thing for?" Pamela was obviously more practical. She looked at the tie on the door frame and said, "You sell it to tourists for $60 a piece, right?"
The old man laughed and said: "Silly girl, this is real silk. We won't sell it for less than 200 US dollars."
Pamela snorted and pulled Thalia away. Thalia also turned to look at the tie and said: "The pattern is really special. It looks like a tangle of dark clouds. I think
My father might like it."
"Don't be taken advantage of. Even if you pay me $5 for this thing, it's too expensive for me. There is one of the largest fabric markets about 500 meters away from here. There are a lot of factory fabrics like this. Apart from the patterns, there is nothing special about them."
They continued to move forward until a scent of fragrance came from the door, and the neatly dressed black man kept waving to them, "Madam, madam, two ladies, there are fruit plates, coffee, freshly baked bread, cold drinks, and hot drinks.
, there are scarves, umbrellas, suitcases, and scooters available for rent behind the door, come in and have a look.”
Pamela walked over curiously, and when she looked inside, she realized that this was actually a very large market, with shops densely packed together. She stepped back a few steps, looked up, and said with some confusion: "
I remember this was originally a dance floor, right? Why was it changed into a shopping plaza?"
"I happen to be a little hungry, let's go in and have something to eat."
Pamela was still very vigilant and said, "Don't make any noise later. A foreigner's accent may cost us twice as much."
"Aren't you already looking at the house?"
"But they can't even think of ripping me off for a penny more."
They walked in and found that there were many people inside. There was even a section of the road that was crowded. Thalia wanted to drink a cup of iced coffee, so they stopped in front of a shop.
Pamela stepped forward to bargain with the boss in an authentic local accent. Suddenly, a scream came from behind her. She turned around and found that it was Thalia.
Thalia touched her bag and said in shock: "Where is my wallet? I put it in my pocket. How could it be possible..."
Thalia was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She was not a female college student who came to go shopping on the weekend. She was a killer who had been professionally trained for at least 20 years, but she was touched in a shopping mall full of tourists.
How is this possible?
But Pamela only thought for less than a second before she raised her eyebrows, looked around fiercely and shouted.
"Catwoman!! Come out!!!!!"
I'm not talking nonsense about the structure of the bat suit. It's an official setting. I'll see if I can post a picture in the comment area. If not, just go to the group.
