HP black wizard in the United States comics

Autumn has just begun, but the late nights in Gotham are already bitingly cold.

Police cars are constantly coming and going on the streets in the city center, and the piercing sirens are heard inside and outside the city, sometimes mixed with the sound of ambulance sirens.

Lanier was walking on the street, the red police lights flashing, shining on his right cheek.

A red halo flashed, turning the right side of his face red, as if it was splashed with blood.

Although Gotham has topped the list of the most dangerous cities in the world in recent years, as the most famous diamond district in the center of Gotham and the main taxpayer of the city hall, the warning force in the area where Lanier is located is beyond the imagination of others.

There are many high poles around, and they are filled with various cameras.On both sides of the road, there were heavily armed police patrolling back and forth.

Unlike the police in other cities, the police on night patrol here all carry long guns beyond the regulations, and wear a complete set of protective equipment from head to toe, armed to the teeth.

Lanier, who was walking on foot, caught their attention. After all, in Gotham, there were not many people who dared to walk at night.

Although the other party has an Asian face, he is not one of those Mexicans and Nigerians with extremely high crime rates.But no matter what, some of them still stepped forward to conduct an investigation.

"Show me your ID, sir. Social Security card or driver's license." The policeman made a dull voice under his fully enclosed helmet.

Lanier glanced at him, turned around, and the wand in his sleeve moved slightly. After casting an invisible spell, the policeman stepped back with confusion in his eyes.

"This gentleman has all the papers, no doubt, let's go," the policeman said to his companions.

The wave of magic expanded, encompassing the entire column of police officers.

The police left, and Lanier turned around and looked at the surveillance camera behind him.

Since the death of the Waynes more than ten years ago, Gotham's powerful people have been in danger, and then suddenly everyone is a philanthropist.Everyone contributed money and efforts to relocate various industrial factories to create employment. In addition, they also made large-scale donations to the police station and invested in electronic protection technology.

But everything is limited to the diamond area only.As for other communities, they enjoy less than one ten thousandth of the police resources of the Diamond District.

Of course, behind the stability of the Diamond District, there is also the shadow of Penguin.

This underworld tycoon, who makes a living from legal gambling and protection fees, relies mainly on tourists and wealthy people from all over the world who come here to gamble and play. If someone dies of old age in the Diamond District, his base camp, it is estimated that he will inevitably be damaged.

But Lanier, who had just arrived, didn't understand the twists and turns. He raised his head and glanced at the group of police officers walking away. He was a little confused and didn't understand why there were such differences in different urban areas.

But he didn't think about it, turned around, and continued to move somewhere in the city.

Mithril has been obtained, but he still needs funds and space.

Of course he could get everything he needs from Penguin, but Penguin is a strong and vicious person.It is difficult to take advantage of him if you cooperate too much with him.

And for a person like him who often walks by the water without getting his shoes wet, he has all kinds of trump cards in his hand. It is difficult to control and manipulate him through magic or other means. Since he has not been taken away by his dark wizard, Soul spell or other methods.

Therefore, Lanier is more inclined to find someone with money but no power.

But such people are hard to find, but there is such an opportunity today.

When the road came to an end, in front of Lanier was a three-story ancient Roman-style building.

The three-meter-high bronze door was closed, and several guards stood in front of it. They smiled and scanned the pedestrians passing by.

Lanier stepped forward, but the guard held out his hand to stop him.

"You are late, sir, please show me your request."The guard held out his hand.

But the next moment, waves of magic covered them.

After a brief moment of confusion, they moved out of the way.

Lanier strode in, but what he didn't know was that between the buildings, a bat-like man jumped forward and entered the building almost at the same time as him.

Lanier straightened his clothes and wiped his long staff.The men on the roof were busy taking off their uniforms and putting on their formal clothes.

After taking some time to knock out the guards in the surveillance room and completely shatter the video, Lanier slowly walked into the banquet hall.

Then I happened to meet a man giving an impassioned speech.

Everyone was sitting on chairs, and it was difficult for him to walk to search for his target, so Lanier also found a place to sit down and listen to the speech of the man named Bruce Wayne.

Being late, he didn't quite understand it, but fortunately, this short speech was coming to an end.

"But I don't think I'm a person who fears appeasement. I'm not afraid of making decisions, and I'm not afraid of going into unknown territories."

"I have never been afraid and will never be afraid. Thank you all." said the man named Bruce Wayne.

After the speech was over, Lanier stared at the rich boy with interest. His tone was really quite serious.

Lanier stood up and walked over quietly. The richest man was rich and powerful, just to his liking.

But someone took a step ahead of him, a member of Congress, and such a person was often surrounded by Aurors, and politicians often wore special protective gear.

So Lanier was forced to turn his head and join a chat nearby.

"Have you heard? Hey, just now, that Batman defeated a dozen villains in the old steel mill. Look, it's on the news."

Lanier nodded and pretended to be listening.

And the richest man was busier than he thought. An agent came to him, and Lanier saw the FBI logo with sharp eyes.

Come on, this guy can't be offended. The secret service also has a lot of tricks. They cast a spell on him and people might find him out the next day.

So Lanier was forced to start looking for a new partner.

He walked in circles in the banquet hall, scanning the wealthy gentlemen around him with his peripheral vision.

But being ignorant, he couldn't find any suitable target for a while, but he wandered around for no reason, attracting the attention of others.

"How can I help you, sir?" A clear female voice sounded, with just a hint of Indian curry in the English.