Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

blood.

There was blood everywhere.

But these are commonplace things to him, and as weapons they do not require pity or sympathy.

He simply kills everyone he sees with the weapons at his disposal, no matter how.

Crying, wailing, despair, bringing darkness to this world.

Is this the life he wants?

"Don't remember it." Archipal stood in front of him and said calmly.

"So..." Lucas said softly, "Is everything he said true?"

Archipald was silent. He didn't like lying, and he didn't intend to lie to Lucas.

After a long time, he said: "You don't have to pay too much attention to his words. Individually, you are already two people."

"What... does this mean?" Lucas opened his eyes slightly.

Archipald turned away his face and said, "That's literally it. After living in this world for nearly ten years, do you still want to return to that swamp?"

Yes, there are his companions here, and even though the memories of another world are vague, they still reveal madness and bloodshed. This is definitely not the life Lucas wants.

But... Lucas thought back to Archipald's urging along the way.

"But I'll have to face this sooner or later, right?"

Archipald nodded, "But I will buy you time before you are ready."

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his small face was horribly pale, and the golden light in his eyes almost disappeared, revealing a pair of pure emerald green eyes.

"So...what's the price?" Lucas looked at Archipad.

Archipal raised his eyes and looked at Lucas, looking at him. He seemed to smile softly, raised his chin arrogantly, and said: "You don't have to worry about it, hurry up and save that useless Drake." Bar."

This attitude left Lucas speechless for a while. Although Archipal's behavior was quite irritating, he actually understood that Archipal, who looked like a boy, had been protecting him, and every time he saw him , everyone can feel that Archipad's condition has deteriorated visibly.

How come the shadow in the mirror is called Archipald?

Brother?...

In the midst of the shaking, Lucas felt his body being shaken violently.

"Lucas? Lucas! Lucas?!"

Lucas raised his hand and grabbed Mindy's arm that was shaking his shoulder, "I'm fine."

Mindy saw Lucas's face was calm and his eyes were clear, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "It scared me to death. You suddenly became stunned and didn't respond no matter how you screamed."

"……sorry."

"It doesn't matter, did you see something too?" Peter asked with concern.

"Yeah." Lucas responded.

Everyone waited for a few seconds, but Lucas stopped talking.

"Then what?" Mindy couldn't help but ask.

"I..." Lucas lowered his eyes. He hesitated. Regarding the past events in another world, he only remembered some extremely vague images, but even so, he still felt extremely uncomfortable and afraid. That was him The part that I don’t want to think about and feel.

If he had to face it one day, he didn't want to involve his friends.

"Nothing," he whispered.

Mindy's eyes widened and she looked at Lucas in disbelief. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lucas was hiding something, but Mindy didn't understand that they were obviously the best companions. There was nothing bad about this.

When she was about to continue asking something, Gwen pulled her back and shook her head slightly.

The delicate Gwen realized that Lucas seemed to be worried about something. Although she had no clue about the reasons behind it, she knew that Lucas must have his own considerations.

"Then, just call us when you need help." She said softly, "We will definitely help."

"...Okay." Lucas responded.

He shook his head, thinking about these things was not his top priority.

"Let's go to the office first."

There is nothing wrong with Tim's office. There are bookcases on the wall, a desk, a sofa and a coffee table in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. It is a very standard CEO's office.

"This view is awesome." Mindy stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the city.

"Haha, the top of the Empire State Building is even better." Peter said with a smile.

"Who climbed the Empire State Building like you did?" Mindy rolled her eyes.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special here." Gwen looked for clues with Lucas seriously.

"Well..." Lucas came to Tim's desk. The documents on it were piled up in a mess and not neat.

"Uh, it's so messy." Gwen said a little surprised.

As long as you are close enough to Tim, you will know how casual the handsome young man is in life. Tim has a long-standing habit of throwing away documents and information after reading them, and only he can accurately find himself in them. The information you want.

But...that's in life. Tim at work would not do this for the sake of his employees. Is this pile of files used to hide something?

Lucas directly lifted the file, and the papers flew everywhere.

"Lucas?!" Gwen looked at Lucas in surprise.

"Found it." Lucas picked up the cards on the table, his face not looking good.

Because that card was a ghost card, and the green-haired clown on the card had a smile on his face, as if he was mocking.

"What are these?"

Lucas' movement also attracted the attention of Peter and Mindy, but they were soon attracted by the papers scattered on the floor.

I saw "hahahahaha" written in blood red on the papers floating out of the folder.

"Joker." Lucas squeezed the card in his hand.

But his words seemed to trigger some keywords, and a huge suction force came from the card. Lucas' figure began to twist and pull up, and finally he was completely sucked into the card, and in Lucas's arms Hope was also pulled in.

"Lucas! Hope!"

It happened so suddenly that Mindy and Peter, who were a little further away from them, didn't react at all. They could only watch them disappear. Gwen subconsciously stretched out her hand, but she could only catch it in vain.

Gwen bit her lower lip and picked up the card that fell on the ground.

This seems to be a trap for Lucas. The Joker on the card has disappeared, leaving only a blank card surface.

"Now how to do?"

"Well..." Peter was confused, "Without Hope, we don't have any more knowledge about the space between..."

This is a very real problem. Hope is the guide of the Phantom Thieves. Although he often complained about his lack of fighting ability, he actually told everyone a lot of knowledge about different spaces. At this time, without Hope and Lucas left Peter a little confused.

At the critical moment, Gwen took a deep breath and said, "Let's go back to reality."

"Eh?"

"We can't do anything to help you if we stay here now. We haven't even been able to find traces of Lucas and the others, so it's better to return to reality and recuperate." Gwen said calmly, "If it's Luca If Si, he will definitely think of our actions."

"But...but just leave them alone?" Mindy said very reluctantly.

Mindy, who seems to be difficult to get along with, is actually the person who cares most about her companions in the Phantom Thieves. She has been brooding about this since she was forced to leave Raven behind last time. Will she make the same mistake again this time?

"No, this is the confidence in Lucas, our leader." Gwen smiled bitterly, "Of course, you can also say that we have no other options."

"bang"

Mindy couldn't help but punched the wall, and blood flowed from her fingers.

"Mindy!" Gwen was startled by Mindy's fierce reaction and quickly stepped forward to check her hand. "I know you feel uncomfortable, but don't ruin your body like this."

"I... just think I'm useless." Mindy's eyes were slightly red, "It's been like this since before. I couldn't leave my dad before, and now I can't leave Lucas. Once I lose them, I don’t know what to do anymore…”

"That's not it." Peter finally spoke, he said firmly, "We are a team, everyone has something they can do. Gwen is right, what we can do now is believe Lucas, besides..."

He thought for a few seconds, "I still care about Henshaw's palace..."

"Ha ha……"

Tim leaned against the wall in embarrassment and panted, his breath seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.

"What the hell is going on in Gotham?"

As Batman's Robin, Tim thought he should know Gotham very well, but he was wrong. This Gotham was by no means the Gotham of their world.

The lights are feasting and the neon lights are flashing. People's limbs are replaced by machines. Prosthetics are very common parts of their bodies. To be honest, the overall style is more like cyberpunk.

Not knowing he was out of the country, Tim cautiously began exploring the place, but he soon realized something was wrong.

The people on the street looked at him with malicious eyes, as if they could tell at a glance that he was not from this world.

Well, he is indeed not. Tim cannot perfectly disguise himself in an unfamiliar environment.

After realizing that someone was following him, Tim probably pretended not to know anything and walked into an alley quietly.

"Hey, boy in front."

Tim turned around. They were a few gangsters with unconventional hairstyles, and the clown makeup on their faces revealed their identities.

That is the gang that follows the clown in Gotham - the clown gang, which is a group of people who are as crazy as the clown. After all, not everyone has the courage to be the subordinate of the murderous clown.

Tim was relieved to see familiar forces in this place, but the guy who needed to be taught a lesson still had to be taught a lesson.

"Brothers...what's the matter?" Tim said submissively on the surface.

Seeing Tim like this, the clown gang actually shuddered, "You...what do you think you are doing!"

Tim narrowed his eyes slightly, the clown gang's attitude was not quite right.

They knew their face, which was not surprising. As the president of Wayne Group, he would inevitably appear on TV. What was strange was their attitude.

"Boy, what's your relationship with our boss?" The leader seemed to be sure of something and asked directly.

Isn't the boss of the clown gang the clown? What does he have to do with the clown! The current information is completely blank, and Tim can only act like he doesn't understand.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean."

"I don't understand..." The clown gangster twirled his iron-pan-like fists, "Putting it in the boss's face and saying you don't understand? You kid is really tired of living."

There was no room for any conversation. Tim realized this and quickly prepared himself for the situation. The Robin Dart was already in his hands.

The thrown Robin Dart passed over their shoulders and sparked a spark. Is it possible that the bodies of these guys should not be replaced with prosthetic bodies? !

Tim ducked down to avoid the heavy fist, and his expression suddenly darkened.

It's impossible to defeat these big guys with brute force. Fortunately, Tim himself is more skillful, and these gangsters still can't catch a light Robin bird.

Tim, who had no weapons and bare hands, decided to retreat after a wave of testing. Fighting with these clown gang members here was not a good decision. He was just trying to get information about this strange world.

But these gangsters didn't intend to let Tim go. Several gun muzzles emerged from their iron fists, and they fired at Tim.

Tim turned sideways and used the trash can as cover, and the frequent rain of bullets suppressed him.

"Damn, are they robots!" Tim complained.

It is not that such enemies have never been dealt with before, but this is definitely not the style of the Clown Gang. Moreover, during the fight, Tim realized that the physical fitness of these modified people was terrifyingly strong. He punched them but remained motionless. His own fist Instead, there was a dull pain.

Now Tim feels like he has logged into a game he hasn't played in several years, only to find that the mobs he used to fight casually have become elite monsters with thick health and high attack power.

The most important thing now is to break out.

Tim took out a few small black balls from his body and threw them at the soles of the thugs' feet. After the imperceptible small balls rolled to the soles of their feet, a large black mist suddenly appeared.

"smoke bomb?"

While the gangster's view was blocked, Tim quickly came out of the bunker, planning to leave right away.

Before he could reach a certain distance, a bullet accurately hit his calf.

"Uh……"

It hurt, sure, but he wouldn't let it stop him.

Tim looked back, and three pairs of red eyes lit up in the smoke. It seemed that their eyes had been replaced with prosthetic eyes, and the smoke bombs had no effect on them.

The gangsters of the Clown Gang wanted to continue chasing, but the sound coming from their ears stopped them.

"enough."

"Boss!" said the clown gang, "we found someone impersonating you!"

"I know." Sitting on the edge of a tall building, one leg swinging high in the air, "You don't have to worry about him, I have my own plan."