Chapter 45 Published



[“Before I came to Gotham, I never thought it was such a crazy city…”]

Accompanied by the YouTuber's narration, a gray city appeared on the screen, with Gothic buildings, ferocious gargoyles, crows flapping their wings across the sky... It looked like the opening of a movie.

Tony Stark, who was passing by the theater, commented: "What? Did the old Batman invest in a Gotham City biography? Maybe he'll appear in that bulky Batman armor?"

This is a normal rest day for the Avengers. When there is no crisis, every day can be a rest day. They will arrange their own rest time, exercise or have a drink. However, when most people are there, this day will become a movie day——

Enjoy watching movies with friends in a peaceful atmosphere.

Captain America Steve sat at one end of the sofa, Black Widow Natasha sat on the other side with her arms folded, Hawkeye Clint lay on the single sofa, Hulk Dr. Banner turned his head and smiled at Tony, and Thor was not in the atrium.

Clint raised his hand and said, "It's not a movie. It's just a short video of a few minutes. It was posted on YouTube and then it went viral on Twitter. Haven't you seen it, Tony?"

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Scientists obsessed with upgrading their armor don't seem to have much time to watch short films."

Natasha shook her head helplessly, while Steve spread his hands and smiled: "Clint recommended it. He thought it would be better to watch it on a big screen..."

The video has been paused. Clint seems to be very eager to sell Amway, and the thoughtful Captain America helps him: "I remember Peter is in Gotham, so I am quite interested."

"Oh..." Iron Man nodded modestly and sat down in the middle of the sofa. "I'd like to see what happened and laugh at the old bat."

The others were kind enough not to expose his true thoughts.

Video restarts -

The blogger himself quickly introduced why he came to Gotham: this is such a famous and dangerous city, and he was looking for such excitement to gain traffic. Since he came to Gotham, he simply lived in the most dangerous eastern district.

That night, he accidentally took this video.

It can be seen that the previous footage is all footage that was shot previously, while the footage that switches later is slightly shaky.

It was still an upward viewing angle. The time was around three in the morning. The blogger said that the night was very chaotic, and it seemed that there had been explosions and gunfire. After hiding in the house for most of the night, he heard the noise gradually subsiding. For the sake of video material, he made up his mind to go out.

After that, the blogger didn't say anything because the entire video was occupied by the screen——

[In the whistling wind, the sound of a motorcycle approaching from far away drowned out the sound of the wind, full of oppression, as if it was driving over your head. The camera shook suddenly, and the guy riding the motorcycle appeared in the picture.

It turned out to be a woman, with goggles covering her eyes, her short black hair dancing in the wind, the morning light gradually appearing on the horizon falling on her shoulders, giving her hair a layer of golden edges - only after noticing the person occupying the picture did people notice that she was actually driving on the roof.

The camera quickly glanced downward, as if the blogger wanted to tell the audience what the current height was - the video was shot on the third floor, and the motorcycle was passing through the roof of the fourth floor opposite.

The woman disappeared from the camera, but the sound of the motorcycle did not disappear. The blogger immediately walked through the room he rented and reached another window in the room.

[There were sporadic gunshots from the other side of the window, which served only as background noise. However, at this moment, the screen just captured a scene where a pure black motorcycle pressed a strange man against the wall.

"Crocodile……?"

The upright crocodile man, who seemed to have degenerated from a human to a reptile, did not seem to be seriously injured by such an impact. Rather than being injured, it was the impact caused by the kinetic energy of the motorcycle itself and the weight of the motorcycle that caused him trouble. The uniformed humans around him surrounded the two people in the middle, and the screen only captured the backs of the crocodile man and the woman who tried to hurt people. 】

"It looks like Gotan is very suitable to be a zoo," Tony commented unhappily, "but not suitable for Pajama Babies. No zoo will let animals run around freely."

[The camera zooms in. The crocodile man that was pinned down has already climbed out, and the screen captures the woman's profile. Surprisingly, there is neither fear nor anger on her face, only the calmness of a hunter. After simply resisting two attacks, she finds an opportunity to turn half a circle on the motorcycle. The people around her tacitly make way for her. Then, the woman flips off the motorcycle, and the black motorcycle rushes towards the crocodile man.

The crocodile did not dodge or evade. A big guy like him did not have the speed to dodge. But in the blind spot of his vision, the camera flashed and saw the woman pulling out two guns and firing three shots at the fuel tank while crouching!

Boom——

The motorcycle exploded, flames blazed, and the old wall collapsed at the same time, unable to bear the weight. The crocodile man was finally defeated and fell into a coma.

At the end of the scene, armed guards walked over, and the woman said something, then raised two fingers and saluted lazily.

The blogger’s voice came in at the right place: “I later asked and found out that this woman was a police officer in Kota Kinabalu.”

The scene gradually fades into darkness, with faces of people of all kinds in the eastern part of Gotham flashing by, the ruins after the battle flashing by, and crows flying lower and lower...

"I have to admit," the blogger's voice appears at the end, "Gotha is really a wonderful city. There is no other city like it... It's just as crazy and charming."】

The video ended, and at the same time, the video on Weiwei's phone also ended.

She sat in the passenger seat, Riti sat in the back seat, and Dick was driving. Since someone was driving, she didn't need to summon a motorcycle. She took this opportunity to watch the video that made her famous.

For Weiwei, this is like an Easter egg in the game. The player's behavior is filmed and put on the network in the game. This creates a strange sense of conflict - it's like you are evaluating the NPC in your mind, and the NPC is evaluating you in the video online.

The evaluator and the evaluated have switched identities at this point.

Weiwei is reading what people on the Internet are saying about her——

"She should be called 'Motorcycle Hunter', that's really cool, reminds me of seeing Black Widow in New York! Black Widow saved my life..."

"Excuse me, the motorcycle hunter's motorcycle has been blown up. Why did this video go viral? It's just a policeman enforcing the law. At most, it's like an action movie!"

"Maybe it's because ordinary police officers won't encounter upright crocodile men when enforcing the law? Man, ordinary police officers won't run over crocodile men with motorcycles!"

"Since Brother Tan is famous, I would like to promote our city's hero Batman %¥@(¥#*)"

"Isn't Batman an urban legend?"

"You're the urban legend! Batman is from the Justice League—"

Perhaps she was distracted by that thread, and there were many comments below, arguing about the heroes of their own cities. Only then did Vivi realize that many cities actually have their own superheroes, such as the neighboring Bludhaven, Metropolis, Central City, New York, and so on.

A long row of new data cards were also loaded onto her system panel, but Weiwei guessed that these heroes were like Easter eggs, perhaps visiting during holidays or game events?

If she had not randomly gone to Gotham, would she have had the opportunity to go to Metropolis to see what "Superman" looked like?

But don't do that, it is said that most cities will be completely bombed.

The portrait made before was not ideal. When "Martin's father" appeared, he was wearing a hat and a scarf, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and his vision was not clear. Reti was unable to give any useful clues.

However——

She took note of the other person's characteristics.

According to her description, the man was nearly two meters tall, tall and strong, with a fierce look in his eyes. She also mentioned a detail that she was not sure about: "When he walked in, I noticed that one of his eyes seemed to glow."

One eye glows?

Could it be some super villain? After all, Gotan even has crocodiles. Weiwei began to search in her mind for a villain whose eyes glowed. She asked, "Can his eyes shoot lasers?"

The girl who didn't know what laser was: "?"

Coincidentally, Dick next to him was thinking the same thing - if that really was a person with glowing eyes, he might be an old friend, so he was also thinking about Gotham's super villain list at the same time.

At this time, the car was on the road, and Dick asked, "Riti, are you sure it's one eye, not two eyes?"

If it was just the reflection of light, both eyes would glow.

"I remember it very clearly," said Riti ruefully, "because it was very dark in the room, but he had one eye, and it was bright, like a cat's, but scarier than a cat's."

They now planned to dig up the body, on the one hand to confirm that "there was indeed a murder case", and on the other hand maybe to find some clues.

The money paid by the murderer for prostitution had been used to treat the old prostitute, and the clues were long gone. The deceased was wrapped in cloth and burned, and the prostitutes had no money to buy a grave for her, so they didn't burn her completely, but just buried her hastily after the fire was extinguished.

Although Police Officer Dick's name doesn't sound right, he is really a good person. He tries his best to help them even if it is a case that has nothing to do with him. Dick is going to ask people nearby... a big project, but Vivi knows that he has a more important drug trafficking case to investigate - Vivi wants to close the case as soon as possible and then settle the prostitutes. Millie's place is good.

How about asking the cat lady and see if we can get any clues from her?

"'Martin Dad'..." She thought, "Martin is too common a name, and it may not even be his name, but just a title or something like that."

And what about the one eye that glows?

"He hid his identity and left in the early morning, when the victim had been dead for at least three hours..." Dick stared straight ahead and interrupted, "This shows that he is a bold and careful criminal. He hid his identity because his status is relatively high, and it would damage his reputation if he was exposed as a prostitute. If he was a low-class person, he would not even think of covering his face, and the person he chose was a minor..."

Dick's brows wrinkled in disgust. He said seriously, "Maybe he's a public servant."

"This suspect only wanted young girls, so he chose to hide his identity and go to the crime alley where he would not normally go..."

Coincidentally, when he said this, Weiwei was searching the employment list in the system. She searched directly for the name "Martin". Many people came out, but there were almost no people who were two meters tall, fat and strong, and had an abnormality in one eye.

The search of the town hall is complete.

GCPD and its subordinate police stations have completed their search——

During this time, Weiwei sent a message to Wen, asking him to send her a list of his men whose height and body shape matched hers.

But she didn't really have much hope - because who would give their real name when hiring a prostitute? Martin should be just a nickname... right?

The system searched Blackgate Prison and a name popped up.

【Martin Joseph】

【Height: 195cm】

【Weight: 270 pounds】

[I lost my left eye during a prisoner riot and now have a glass prosthetic eye as a replacement]

【Position: Prison Warden】

Just then, her phone rang and Dick stopped the car. They had arrived at their destination.

"Don't you want this job anymore?" The fat and chubby warden, who had been threatened by the mayor and could only hunch his back, said proudly on the other end of the phone, "I'm Joseph, Bettywin. You kept me waiting in your office for a whole day—"

"If you think you are popular online and don't need to be reported, then go back to being a popular police officer!"


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