Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

Late at night, on the outskirts of Gotham, underground in Wayne Manor.

Bat cave.

Dick came back from patrol on the Batmobile. There were many holes in his suit. You can imagine what kind of fierce battles he had experienced before.

Getting off the motorcycle, Dick immediately saw Bruce looking attentively in front of the Batcomputer.

"It's time to change your shift, Bruce. Are you still guarding the fictitious account of Kaito Kidd? I don't think he is stupid enough to use that money at will."

Dick took off his blindfold and walked towards Bruce.

"..."

Bruce turned his back to him and remained silent.

"Well, I know you wouldn't do that."

Dick waved his hand, not surprised by Bruce's reaction.

He knew that Bruce couldn't just stare at the virtual account full of uncertainty all day long. He wasn't that idle yet. He was just teasing.

There are too many people and things in Gotham that need to be monitored by Batman. If Kidd himself is barely qualified for Bruce to monitor him for a few days, a mere virtual account is obviously not qualified.

Bruce specially set up an early warning program to monitor Kidd's virtual account at all times. Once funds are withdrawn or transferred, the Batcomputer will automatically track the flow of funds.

"Let me take a look at the unidentified property of Janus Cosmetics Company. So you are still investigating this?"

Dick asked strangely, "Isn't it already confirmed that Penguin is helping Roman Sionis launder money?"

"But Janus Company's account books are clean. Not only does Roman's money come from a clear source, but he also paid taxes."

Bruce said solemnly.

"So Penguin has another complete money laundering industry chain, which is deeper than Ethan Shipping Company. Well... why am I not surprised at all? Penguin can always bring out what he hides."

Dick touched his chin and pondered.

"As long as we can trace the real source of funds for Janus Cosmetics Company, we can dig out another money laundering factory hidden by Penguin, but we don't know if he has other factories, and maybe he will let them hide. Deeper."

"So we can't alert the snake in the grass. Don't rush to destroy this money laundering factory first. We can wait until more clues are found by following the clues before taking action."

Bruce said.

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Note that this woman's name is Nancy. She is from Gotham and is an ordinary white-collar worker.

Just like most women hope to have good skin, Nancy also attaches great importance to her skin care.

Her cosmetics may not necessarily choose the most expensive ones, but they must be from big companies. She believes that only in this way can she be guaranteed.

There is no doubt that in the first half of Nancy's life, there was only one most well-known cosmetics company in Gotham, and that was Sionis' family business, Janus.

Most of Nancy's cosmetics are from Janus, and the quality of the company's products is indeed very good, and she is very satisfied.

Until Janus began to create some weird and non-mainstream designs, deviating from the original design concept.

This caused a lot of abuse from old users, and Nancy did not dare to buy Janus cosmetics for several months.

However, not long ago, the new chairman of Janus Cosmetics held a product launch conference. They have learned from past failures and will soon launch a new product of "liquid mask".

In view of the reputation that Janus has accumulated over the years and the fact that the design that was previously criticized was mainly focused on appearance, the quality has not actually changed much.

Now, Janus is in the darkest moment of shrinking sales and plummeting stock prices, but it has resolutely launched a new facial mask product. Judging from the introduction at the press conference, the effect seems to be quite good, and more importantly, the appearance is normal.

There are also volunteers who have personally tested the safety of the product, and it seems there is no problem.

In this way, Nancy decided to trust Janus one last time and bought a liquid mask whose first price was not cheap.

After using it for about half a month, she didn't feel any discomfort, and the mask effect was also very good, so she felt relieved.

One day, Nancy applied a liquid mask before going to bed as usual. Not long after, she felt a faint feeling of heat on her face, and the temperature got higher and higher, and soon became scalding hot.

It was as if what she was applying was not a facial mask, but a boiling kettle.

Nancy rushed to the bathroom immediately, trying to wash off the mask with water.

Facts have proved that she made the wrong choice at the time.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

When the tap water touched her face, a tearing pain instantly exploded on her face, causing her to subconsciously cover her face with her hands.

She opened her hand tremblingly, and a mass of bloody flesh suddenly appeared in her palm, and the scarlet blood dyed her entire arm red.

Holding back the severe pain, Nancy raised her head with difficulty and looked into the mirror.

A strange face appeared in her eyes, a face with only flesh and blood tissue but no human skin...

At the same time, similar scenes occurred countless times in Gotham. Everyone who purchased and used the liquid mask had serious side effects, ranging from disfigurement to death!

And the initiator of all this, Janus Cosmetics Company, was suddenly criticized by everyone and turned into an existence like a rat crossing the street.

Hundreds of victims have filed lawsuits against Janus and Roman Sionis, leaving Roman in a state of flux recently, scrambling to accept various subpoenas.

"Why? Why did things become like this!"

Roman kept slamming the table and yelling angrily.

"Your current agitation is not helpful to the situation, Mr. Sionis."

Across the table, Wayne Group CEO Lucius Fox said calmly.

"We can help Janus Cosmetics tide over this difficulty. All lawsuit compensation will be borne by Wayne Group, but unfortunately, we will reorganize the board of directors of Janus Cosmetics, and Mr. Sionnis..."

"I know that I will be kicked out of the board of directors by you. Janus has nothing to do with me from now on."

Roman sneered.

"There is no way around it. If you continue to stay in the company, the negative public opinion will never subside, and then Janus will have no choice but to die."

Lucius shook his head helplessly.

Without saying a word, Roman signed the equity transfer contract, and then left the company with a cold face, which he regarded as only his own.

"Wayne Group...Bruce...you have brought me into such a situation. Do you think I will willingly dedicate the company to you?"

At this moment, Roman still insists on denying that the company's failure was caused by himself. He believes that Wayne is behind everything.

His arrogance, pride, and stubbornness all make him never doubt himself.

"Wait! Just wait for me, I will make all of you pay the price!"

Roman's face showed a weird grin from time to time, his eyes were red, he looked like a madman.

He walked unconsciously, like a zombie.

When Roman came to his senses, he had arrived at the backyard of his manor.

This is where the family cemetery is located.

Roman looked at the tombstone with his father's name written on it, and the corners of his mouth raised crazily.

He took out a shovel and dug up his father's grave like a maniac.

Then, Roman took out the coffin board and used the wood of the coffin board to carve a skull-like black mask...

"Hahahahahaha!"

Roman put the carved skull mask on his face and laughed maniacally.

For some reason, when he put on the mask, he suddenly felt relaxed.

It was as if the shackles that had been imprisoning him had been released. He was enjoying himself and felt much more relaxed mentally.

Under this feeling, Roman suddenly felt that he had spent the first half of his life in a false way. The Sionnis family and the Janus makeup company were not important at all.

Only at this moment when he put on the mask did he become his true self, a complete self.

It may be illusory, but Roman actually felt an indescribable mysterious power that was continuously generated from deep within his body.

"So that's it, masks...only masks, hahahahahaha, my whole life has been nothing but masks, hahahahahaha..."

Roman laughed wildly in realization, then stopped abruptly.

From extreme madness to extreme tranquility.

"Roman Sionis is dead."

Roman said calmly.

"Now, I am - Black Mask."