Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

"I still have to confirm." Lucas said, "After all, I promised Ms. Terri."

"Yeah, it's really not safe to make inferences here." Hope supported.

"Then you go ahead." Tim took his hand out of Lucas's arm, staggered back and leaned against the wall.

"Then what do you do?" Lucas looked at him.

"Don't worry." Tim curled his lips, "Someone will be here soon. You can go without looking back."

The only locator left was functioning as it should, but Tim didn't know who it would be.

Bruce and Dick are evenly matched, Stephanie has a certain probability, and Jason and Cassandra are basically impossible to win abroad.

The brothers connected to the Mirror of Truth conscientiously carried out Tim's instructions and took over the entire dock.

Lucas nodded, since Tim said so, he must believe him.

"Don't worry, I will take care of it." Tim said.

After Lucas and Hope left, Tim leaned against the container and closed his eyes to rest, counting down silently in his mind.

When he counted to one hundred, he felt the sound of breaking through the air from above.

"Tibao!" Dick saw Tim sitting on the ground from a distance.

After receiving the positioning signal from Tim, Dick rushed to the location of the signal immediately. How afraid he was that he would see Tim who suffered the same fate as the missing people.

Fortunately, things are not that bad, at least this distance does not seem to separate the heads.

"Dick." Tim called out quietly and weakly.

"Tibao!" Dick hugged Tim tightly, who was unable to dodge.

"Hmm... don't..." Tim, who was forced to bury his chest, struggled pitifully, but with the help of the weak debuff, he was as weak as a kitten.

Dick quickly noticed Tim's weakness and looked at him anxiously, "Tibao, what's wrong with you? Why..."

"I have nothing to do, I'm just too tired." Tim quickly stopped his elder brother's random thoughts.

"You won't be like this if you're too tired. I'll take you to check it out!" Dick said and was about to pick up Tim.

"Wait... wait a minute, I can do it myself!" Tim refused to be hugged by his eldest brother and the princess. He didn't want to lose face.

"Oh! It's okay, Tibao, you can rely on me as much as you want." Dick looked at his younger brother who had always been self-reliant and independent with pity.

Tim:…

Forget it, just be happy.

The little red bird gave up on itself and was picked up by Dick.

Lucas and Tim also returned to the hotel.

"Welcome back!" Peter hugged Lucas excitedly, held each other's hands and shook them.

"I hope you'll come back in time, leader." Mindy raised her chin slightly.

"Tim, is he okay?" Gwen asked.

"I'm fine, I'm just too tired." Lucas replied, and was pleasantly surprised to see an extra person sitting at the table.

"Harry, are you done?"

"That's almost it." Harry nodded reservedly and smiled, "Looking at how busy you are, as a member of the Phantom Thieves, I naturally have to return to help."

Lucas raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a high five.

When he is with his companions, his blue eyes always sparkle with a little starlight, and he looks full of life.

"Let's continue investigating Henshaw's palace."

……

After examination with professional medical equipment, Dick finally felt relieved after confirming that Tim was just too exhausted as he said.

Barbara's paralysis and Jason's death both dealt a huge blow to Dick, who regarded himself as the boss of the nest. In fact, he often served as a protector.

It's a pity that you will always be exposed to the malice of the universe, which makes you lonely when you protect yourself.

Although Tim was not harmed, Dick was very concerned about what happened to his brother during the more than a week of missing, so when the medical equipment stopped functioning, he stepped forward hoping to have a good talk with Tim.

Then, Dick saw a peaceful sleeping face.

In just ten minutes of inspection, Tim, who was lying on it, had already fallen asleep.

Thinking of his tired look when he first found Tim, a trace of guilt flashed in Dick's eyes. He gently picked up Tim and moved him from the medical equipment to the soft bed. He looked at him consciously as soon as he got on the big bed. As Tim pulled the quilt and wrapped himself into a cicada, Dick couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

When Jason first arrived, Dick had just had a quarrel with Bruce, and he was in a rebellious stage. The title Robin, which had special meaning to him, was inherited by Jason. He and his brother, who was born in a crime alley, just looked at each other. It was disgusting that Dick didn't realize his negligence as a brother until he lost Jason. Seeing Bruce holding that little body that had lost its breath, Dick felt as if he was in an ice cave, filled with regret.

When Tim arrived later, Dick tried to be a gentle older brother, but this younger brother was too obedient and worry-free (the elder brother's 800-layer filter), and he didn't even need to worry too much.

It is indeed rare to see such a fragile look...

As for the old bat waiting for information, who cares about him! Dick just wanted Tim to get a good night's sleep.

……

"You still persevere." Henshaw floated in the air, looking at the Phantom Thieves below with disdain, "Time and time again, you are as annoying as cockroaches."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lucas said solemnly, raising his head and staring at him.

"What do I want to do?" Henshaw raised a crazy smile and said crazily, saying word by word: "I want to pull the high God down from the altar."

"By playing him?" Lucas scoffed.

This sentence really hit Henshaw's pain point. Although he needs to play Superman for his own plan, he really hates Superman and faces everyone as Superman every day. In fact, Henshaw himself hates it very much.

"You keep saying that you are targeting Superman, but what do you say to the innocent people you killed?" Peter asked.

"They deserved their death as the price for bringing Superman down from the altar." Henshaw said lightly.

"You!" Peter was angry at Henshaw.

"You bastard! You are no longer worthy of Miss Terri's liking!" Mindy said angrily, "You are obviously an out-and-out rotten person!"

"Terry..." Henshaw's expression suddenly changed. He stared at the Phantom Thieves, "Where did you hear this name from?"

"You are all members of the Excalibur. Don't you think we can't find this information?" Harry said.

"You found it? Since you found it, why would you question my actions!" Henshaw's expression became more and more out of control, "How does Superman have the qualifications to receive such a title? It's obvious that he can't save us!"

"Superman never claimed to be an omnipotent god." Lucas calmed down. He looked at Henshaw quietly, feeling pity for him.

"It's just your wishful thinking to vent your emotions on him."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

How could someone as smart as Henshaw not know this? It's just...it's just that he needs a little emotional sustenance to fill the void in his heart.

It had been five years since he and his wife boarded the Excalibur, and they had carried out a mission in the empty space for five full years.

When Henshaw accidentally became the only survivor of the Excalibur, he was not as paranoid as he is now. But his body like an electronic ghost and the ever-changing earth made him feel out of place. Understandably his Terri had died in the accident.

Long periods of depression and loneliness can crush a person, so Henshaw listened to the inner voice that told him to ruin Superman's reputation even after he died.

Regardless of whether there are any benefits, at least he won't feel confused now.

"Yes." Henshaw laughed, raised his hand, and looked down at the group of teenagers from between his fingers, "You are right, I am willing to vent, those who died deserve it! Who let Superman die? What? Otherwise, I wouldn’t target them.”

"That's bullshit," Lucas said expressionlessly.

Hope was right. There would be no treasures for such a person. The same loved one died, but Henshaw and Wilson were completely different. Wilson would still be kind to the world she loved for Teresa. Henshaw, on the other hand, seeks revenge on the world, acting like a bastard who wants the world to feel his pain.

Selfish, Mindy is right, why would Ms. Terri fall in love with such a scumbag.

Lucas' eyes were as cold as ice, his fingers were trembling slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Henshaw's fragile neck.

If the speed is fast enough, you can hear a crisp "click", and then the matter is completely over.

I don't know why, but Lucas thinks he should be good at this.

A slight killing intent emerged from his body.

Such malice was naturally noticed by Henshaw. A faint black energy emerged in his eyes. Facing Lucas' eyes with hidden murderous intent, he not only did not feel scared, but was also excited by such a creepy feeling. .

"You want to kill me? You want to kill me! Hahahaha, I thought you were messengers of justice, but what's the difference between you and me?"

Lucas's expression became more and more gloomy. Not only Henshaw could feel it now, but everyone in the Phantom Thieves also noticed the terrifying aura on Lucas at this moment. In Henshaw's words, it was going to happen in the next second. A sudden murderous aura.

"Self, you have to calm down!" Hope quickly advised, "Don't fall into that guy's trap!"

"Don't kill me, that's what you said to me back then." Mindy also said, "I don't care, but don't get your hands dirty for such a bastard!"

Have you dirty your hands...

Lucas closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he seemed to see blood on his slightly raised hands.

Dirty hands? What if these hands were filled with the blood of innocent people?

"Hahahahaha, do you remember, my dear little Messiah?"

The moment this ugly and harsh laughter appeared, the entire hall fell silent, and time seemed to stop. Henshaw kept his crazy thoughts, and his companions were looking at him worriedly, surrounding him.

But Lucas didn't feel safe at all, and his originally rosy cheeks suddenly turned extremely pale.

The strange thing is that even though the man in front of him has disappeared from Lucas' memory, when he appeared in front of him with a smile, Lucas still felt stiff all over, as if the blood in his body had stopped flowing. He just He stared at the man without blinking, not even noticing his own trembling.

He was not tall, and could even be called a thin man, which brought great pressure to Lucas. In the still time and space, he rehearsed countless scenes of evacuating with his companions in his mind, but in reality But the soles of his feet seemed to have roots, firmly nailed to the ground, motionless.

"What are you doing? Wearing ridiculous costumes and playing house games? This is not what a good kid should do~" He laughed wildly and said frivolous words, and the sound of the chains on his body became louder and louder with his footsteps. The closer.

"I...don't know you...what are you talking about..."

For some reason, Lucas said the honorific, just like before.

"Forgot? Oh~ It really makes dad sad." Kuangxiao stood in front of Lucas, making an exaggerated gesture of holding the heart.

But in the next second, the spiked eyepatch almost stopped in front of Lucas's trembling blue eyeballs.

"Hey, look at these beautiful blue eyes..." The smile with eight big yellow teeth suddenly disappeared, "Green is more pleasing to the eye, but alas, you will be ruined in this case. ? Really, if the little Messiah breaks down, things will become very troublesome~"

Lucas was silent. He was afraid. He was afraid of the sudden appearance of the man in front of him. He couldn't even make any movements and could only watch him make various exaggerated movements in front of him.

"Ah~ Although the misbehaving Messiah has caused a lot of trouble for dad, but..." Laughing madly leaned into Lucas's ear, "Hehe hehe, dad is still very satisfied with you so far. Keep up the good work, my little Messiah~"

With a rising tail note, the laughter suddenly disappeared, just as suddenly as it came, and time resumed its flow, starting from the moment when they confronted Henshaw, but Lucas had no mood to continue this ridiculous scene. What a farce.

Yes, farce.

Lucas looked at Henshaw's faintly green pupils calmly. Sure enough, this guy was just a pawn.

This world is like a chessboard, and everyone is a chess piece. You and I seem to be controlled by two invisible hands to fight.

As the strange man who loved to laugh appeared first, the chess game seemed to have gradually reached a critical point.

Lucas has never felt as deeply manipulated as at this moment. Everything is still just a blur, reminding him that you are not qualified to embark on a real battlefield.