Becoming a Phantom Thief from the World of American Comics

Late at night, a restaurant named Iceberg.

“Where are the emperor penguins?”

Batman asked in an emotionless tone as he grabbed a waiter by the collar and lifted him up against the wall.

On the ground around him, more than a dozen waiters and chefs with bruises and bruises were lying on the ground, all of them unconscious.

"No...I don't know...the boss has not shown up for...several days..."

The waiter, who had his feet off the ground and pressed against the wall, struggled to speak.

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Batman hit the waiter with a heavy blow, knocking him unconscious.

Batman was not doubtful about the waiter's answer, because he had visited the Penguin Gang's main territory in the past few hours and got very different results.

The emperor penguin is missing.

Ever since he told Batman the news about Francine Langstone at Mr. Mosaic's place, he disappeared without a trace, and no one knows where he went.

This is not good news.

After leaving the Iceberg Restaurant, Batman was about to return to the Batcave when a familiar voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Are you confused right now, Batman?"

Batman looked around and saw a short, fat old acquaintance walking out of the darkness.

Although this man's face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and his tuxedo was completely ill-fitting, he still tried his best to maintain an elegant demeanor.

"Cobot, you are indeed still alive."

What appears in front of Batman is the Penguin who was previously believed to have died in a mutant bat attack!

Batman was not surprised by the Penguin's "resurrection from the dead". After all, the Penguin's body had not been found for so long. Based on his understanding of his old opponent, it was by no means that easy to die.

"It must be very uncomfortable to be betrayed by your most trusted cronies. Look at what you look like now. You might as well serve your sentence in Black Gate Prison. At least you will get a prison uniform that fits you well."

Looking at the depressed Penguin, Batman sneered mercilessly.

"snort!"

Penguin snorted with an ugly face. He didn't refute Batman, because that was the truth.

O'Kilwe took away all his property and violently controlled almost all criminal organizations in the city. The Penguin did not dare to show his face at all.

Today's Penguin can't even buy himself a suit of clothes that fit him well. What he is currently wearing is Mr. Keran, his only remaining subordinate.

Mr. Combustible is tall and thin. Not only are his clothes tight on Penguin, but his sleeves are much longer than his hands, which makes him look really funny.

"You want to know what happened to O'Kilwe, Batman?"

Penguin took a deep breath, stared into Batman's eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

——

The next day, at noon.

"The defense is really tight. There is almost no blind spot to get in. This is the first time I see the GCPD so serious. Even the most inconspicuous policeman looks like he is ready."

Dean, dressed as an ordinary gambler, marveled at the Iceberg Casino in front of him, which was heavily blocked by the GCPD and even a mouse couldn't get in.

This time, the police's control over the trailer site far exceeded any previous crime committed by Kaitou Kidd. Not only was everyone banned from entering and leaving the Iceberg Casino, but even those who were just near the casino were detained as suspects.

It is conceivable how many complaints the GCPD will receive after this incident, but at this moment they have no time to worry about future matters.

Phantom Thief Black Crow is different from Phantom Thief Kidd. He is a dangerous person through and through. Who knows what he will do in order to defeat Phantom Thief Kidd. Maybe his plan is to blow up the entire casino into the sky together with Phantom Thief Kidd.

In this case, no policeman would risk his life.

"The guy named Kaitou Black Crow said he wanted to challenge you, but he has no idea where he hid the Zhe Ai Blue Stone. He's not even sure if he's in it."

At this time, a pleasant voice sounded from beside Dean.

I saw a young girl wearing black-rimmed glasses standing there. She was wearing a blue suit and short skirt, with a red bow tie on her chest. Her skin was fair and she looked really cute.

"He should already be waiting for me inside."

Dean guessed.

"But compared to that, I'm more worried about whether you will get stage fright in your first performance?"

He turned back to the girl and asked.

"Don't you believe I can do it?"

Cassandra blinked.

"What if I say yes?"

Dean asked rhetorically.

"Then you're lying, I can tell."

Cassandra smiled and crossed her arms.

Yes, the girl who appeared next to Dean was Cassandra Cain, his assistant who had been living with him for a while.

Not long ago, Dean performed a detailed disguise and cross-dressing on her, and also put hidden inflators in her shoes.

Cassandra's current appearance cannot be said to be exactly the same as before, it can only be said to be completely unrelated.

As for why she was suddenly able to speak, it was all due to the red bow tie.

Although Dean and Cassandra can communicate through sign language, this method of communication is too inconvenient in action, and the particularly prominent feature of "mute" can easily be associated with their true identity.

So Dean exchanged a bow-tie-shaped sound generator in the system, which can allow people who cannot speak to speak normally. It also comes with a voice-changing function that can perfectly simulate the voices of more than 13 million different creatures, including various Few alien species.

"I can also see that you are not nervous, and I trust your ability, but sometimes it is better to show a little sense of urgency."

Dean shook his head slightly and said.

"Kashan, not everyone can see through other people's thoughts like you, so the changes in facial expressions and eyes are particularly important. You can't show no pressure just because you see that the other person has confidence in you. That will easily make people Change the way I think about you.”

"When infiltrating in disguise, the occurrence of this situation will directly lead to the failure of the plan."

Cassandra nodded in understanding.

However, Dean did not expect her to immediately become a master of facial expression management like him, and this operation did not require Cassandra to disguise herself and infiltrate.

The reason why he told Cassandra this was to subtly teach her how to become a real Phantom Thief assistant.

"The GCPD is quite capable when it comes to seriousness. In my opinion, it's impossible to sneak into the Iceberg Casino using the usual methods. We have to find another way."

Dean put his hand to his forehead and looked around the Iceberg Casino.

"You can let me attract their attention, and then you can sneak in."

Cassandra suggested from the side.

"...Doing this will make things easier, but it is not a Phantom Thief show. We must try to reduce the frequency of appearing in front of others, and if you appear as a bait, you will be exposed prematurely." Kaitou Kidd has a Helper' thing."

Dean was silent for a few tenths of a second before dismissing her plan.

The proposal was ineffective. Cassandra was not discouraged and immediately came up with a second plan.

"That's very simple. As long as we knock out all the guards guarding the door, no one will know that we have entered."

She said words that made people sweat with a nonchalant expression.

"No, that's not the way of the Phantom Thieves either."

Dean shook his head repeatedly. In order to prevent Cassandra from proposing a simple and crude plan again, he immediately explained his thoughts.

"Iceberg Casino is the Penguin's lair. There is definitely more than one secret passage for escape. We only need to find one of them to enter the casino without alerting anyone."

I looked up at the sky and saw that there was still a lot of time before the sun would set.

"There is still plenty of time, we just need to find the secret passage before dark. As for the Phantom Thief Black Crow, as the challenger, he has not made any moves yet, so we don't have to rush in."

Dean moved his arms and walked away slowly.

"By the way, when the operation starts, we can no longer call us by our real names. We have to call them by code names. You already know my code name. It's yours..."

Cassandra's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at Dean expectantly.

"Just call me Conan!"