Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

At the door of the library, Dean looked at the increasingly darkening sky, turned his head, and asked Cassandra while gesturing.

"Gotham General Hospital is quite far from here. It will be very late by the time we get back. Is that okay with you?"

Cassandra shook her head slightly and made a few gestures in response.

"It doesn't matter. I've been homeless for many years. Sometimes I don't sleep for several days in a row. Day and night are the same to me."

"Uh...Sorry, I said unnecessary words."

Dean's expression froze.

"Also, you don't actually need to gesture to me, Dean, I can understand what you want to express."

Then, Cassandra made a series of gestures to Dean.

"I know you deliberately communicated with me in the same way, in order to prevent me from having negative emotions because I am different from ordinary people, and to make the relationship between us more cordial. I am very grateful that you take care of me in this way. , but actually there’s no need for this, I’m used to being different from others.”

"Actually, Barbara used gestures to communicate with me like you at first, but she doesn't do that anymore."

Dean nodded understandingly. He was speaking and signing at the same time. In fact, he himself felt that doing so was a bit awkward.

After all, Dean rarely communicates with others in sign language. Speaking has become an instinct and cannot be changed temporarily, so it evolved into a situation where he uses sign language and spoken language at the same time.

Since Cassandra said it didn't matter, and also used Barbara as a living precedent, Dean naturally followed the good example and spoke normally and stopped making gestures.

"Speaking of which, if I remember correctly, Cassandra's gestures just now meant 'I can understand what you are saying'... Why is it for seeing, shouldn't it be for listening?"

Dean thought strangely in his heart, but he didn't dwell too much on this episode.

I guess I made a mistake by gesticulating too fast in succession, just like a normal person would be quick to talk in a hurry.

Dean and Cassandra walked in the direction of Gotham General Hospital, hoping to catch a cab on the road.

Although in Gotham, it is best not to get into any car driven by a stranger, whether it is a bus or a taxi, especially at night.

But Dean just took the driver's license test two months ago and has not yet bought a car. He lacks the means of transportation in daily life. Generally, he either takes a taxi or walks.

The distance between Gotham General Hospital and the Gotham City Library is quite large. It takes at least an hour to walk there via the main road, and a round trip takes nearly three hours. In this case, taking a taxi is of course your priority.

Normally, Dean would definitely not waste this money. He would just find a deserted place to put on his knock-off version of the Bat suit, and use the bat glider to fly around Gotham. Anyway, Batman doesn't At home, there is no fear at all.

Wearing these clothes, no one dared to approach him when walking in the alleys. Those bullying robbers, drug addicts, etc., let alone blocking the road, there were many who turned around and ran away when they saw Dean.

The Batsuit is really a must-have item for hanging out in Gotham late at night.

But now that he has a mute little sister by his side, Dean can no longer take those crooked ways and has to take the high road.

As a result, I didn't know if today was a collective holiday for Gotham Car Company. The two of them walked on the road for a while, but they didn't even see a taxi.

It's not okay to really walk over if this continues. Why don't we let Cassandra go back first?

On the side of the road, Dean put his chin in his hand and thought.

"Cassandra, how about you..."

Before Dean finished speaking, Cassandra suddenly ran into a nearby alley.

"Hey! It's very dangerous there, and it's not a place a little girl like you should go!"

Seeing Cassandra's movements, Dean hurriedly stopped her and rushed over to pull Cassandra back.

"Ok!"

However, when Dean grabbed Cassandra's shoulders with his hands, he was shocked to find that he couldn't pull Cassandra!

Even Dean's body was unconsciously carried forward by Cassandra!

He continued to pull Cassandra back as if he didn't believe it, but the latter still didn't move at all.

Not only that, Cassandra sprinted faster and faster, and Dean found that he could hardly keep up!

"How can this little girl be so strong? And run so fast? I'm afraid professional sprinters are just like this, right?"

Dean thought strangely in his heart.

"Is she a superpower? A mutant? Or an alien?"

After rushing into the alley, Cassandra stopped momentarily and looked into the alley expressionlessly.

Not far away, I saw a thin boy wearing glasses sitting slumped on the ground with his back against the wall. Three strong boys of the same age surrounded him with mocking contempt on their faces. expression.

These people are not very old. They are around eighteen or nineteen years old. They should still be in college, and most of them are public universities in Gotham.

The largest boy among them stepped on the wall on the shoulder of the man with glasses and said with an exaggerated expression.

"Mikey, you made a big mistake today, which was passing through this alley. Do you know? This is our territory!"

Immediately afterwards, the two boys next to him immediately shouted in unison: "Our territory!"

"Let me tell you, we don't collect garbage here, and you are not welcome! Yes, that's right, you are that insignificant little garbage!"

The big boy continued to verbally insult the man with glasses, Mikey.

"Garbage! Garbage!" the younger brothers encouraged.

The big man reached out and rummaged through the glasses man's pockets, and finally found twenty-one dollars.

"You only have this little money on you? Sure enough, garbage is garbage."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Dean's eyelids twitched crazily and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

What the hell is this? Is there still such talent in Gotham?

A look of displeasure appeared on Cassandra's face next to her, as if she couldn't stand this kind of bullying of the weak.

"Ok?"

At this time, the three bullies discovered the arrival of two uninvited guests.

The big boy first looked at Dean and Cassandra carefully, then a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said arrogantly to them: "Here are two more little trashes."

"Listen up, you two little trash! This is the territory of our Mask Gang. Anyone who wants to pass through here must pay!"

With that said, the three bullies all took out a pair of weird skull masks, which were yellow, green, and red. Not only did they not look scary, but they had an inexplicable sense of comedy.

After all, their faces have been clearly seen, so what’s the point of wearing masks now?

Dean didn't understand, but he was shocked.

After a few seconds, Dean's eyes became slightly more serious as the three "Masked Gang" members took out their weapons.

Two baseball bats and a golf club.