Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

"Hello everyone, I am Joey Cicero, the executive manager of this hotel. I welcome all distinguished guests to our hotel and participate in this auction."

On the podium at the auction venue, Manager Cicero held the microphone and made opening remarks to the celebrities in the audience with a smile.

“What’s in front of me now is today’s first auction item – an antique pocket watch!”

There was a table in front of him. On the table were a set hammer and a pocket watch that looked very old.

Behind Cicero, a large screen was erected, which displayed various details of the pocket watch.

"This pocket watch comes from the famous Elliott family in Gotham. More than a century ago, the then head of the Elliott family, Edward Elliott, spent a lot of money to invite world-class craftsmen to make it..."

Cicero rambled on about the history of antique pocket watches.

In the audience, Dick pretended to be listening with interest, but in fact he was absent-minded.

"Kaitou Kidd's target should be the pink diamond, and the time he will take action will definitely be at zero o'clock..."

Dick thought to himself.

"Obviously no one noticed that Kaitou Kidd had sneaked in. He could have kept hiding. Why did he send a card in advance and provoke me to find him?"

"Is he so confident that I won't be able to expose his disguise before the time comes? Or is this just part of his plan?"

He held two cards from Kaito Kidd in his hand, one was a notice letter and the other was a challenge letter.

Dick looked at the contents on the two cards, thinking a lot in his mind.

"Think about it, if I were Kaitou Kidd, what would be the last thing you want me to do right now..."

At the same time, on a building opposite the hotel, several snipers set up sniper rifles on the rooftop and pointed them at the hotel, in the direction of the auction venue on the 18th floor.

Beside the sniper, Penguin's henchman O'Kilwe took out his cell phone and made a call.

"What's the matter, O'Kilwe?"

Not long after, the phone was connected and a female voice came from inside.

"Lark, are you already at the auction?"

Okierwe asked.

"I sat in the corner and watched these rich people fighting over a pile of old scraps, and Greylatard was beside me."

The woman named Lark said impatiently.

"It's still a long time before the fake stone comes out. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly!"

"Be careful what you say at the auction so that no one can overhear you."

O'Kilwe warned with a frown.

"Ha! Are you questioning my ability? Don't forget that I have been working under the boss for much longer than you. No one can hear me as long as I don't want to."

Lark said disdainfully.

"It's up to you. Anyway, you're responsible for anything that goes wrong... Are there any signs of Kaito Kidd's appearance?"

O'Kilwe asked in turn.

"No, if I had seen it, he would have died by my gun by now."

Lark's tone was full of arrogance, as if he didn't take Kaito Kidd seriously at all.

"Confidence is a good thing, Lark, I hope you can be worthy of this confidence."

O'Kilvi said with a light smile in his eyes.

"If nothing else happens, Kaitou Kidd will show up at midnight. I'm calling you just to remind you. Don't forget what the boss said. Don't attack Kaitou Kidd immediately. Let the GCPD follow him first. Just for fun, we won’t show up if we can.”

"Humph!"

Lark snorted and hung up the phone, not sure whether he agreed or disagreed.

"Miss Lark, what did Mr. O'Kilwe say when he called? Did the boss have new orders?"

Beside her, a rich middle-aged man in a blue suit asked with a smile on his face.

This man is none other than Ashletad Ethan, the general manager of Ethan International Shipping Company, the unconscious man who was tied up in the toilet by Dean not long ago.

So how did Gray Letard, who was supposed to be trapped in the toilet, appear at the auction?

The answer is simple, he is not the real Gray Letard at all, but a disguised version of Dean Thaston.

Pretending to be Gray Letard was not an easy task. After all, there was a big size difference between Dean and him, so he had to put a lot of stuffing in his clothes to look presentable.

"No, he is just making fun of me and wasting my time!"

Lark said dissatisfied.

"You seem to have a lot of opinions about Mr. O'Kilwe? You two are the boss's most trusted confidants, so why do you seem so deeply conflicted?"

Dean, disguised as Ashletard Ethan, asked strangely.

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Lark sneered and said, "The most trusted confidant? Why should he? I have been with the boss for ten years, and I have eliminated countless enemies for the boss, and the Penguin Gang has made money from all the industries. I am also managing the largest Iceberg Casino!”

Iceberg Casino?

Dean's eyes flashed. This place was said to be the birthplace of the Penguin, but it was actually handed over to the woman in front of him who didn't seem to have a very bright mind.

I really don’t know if Penguin trusts Lark so much, or if this woman has some clever tricks?

"Who is Okierwei? He only joined the gang three years ago. He only does small jobs such as collecting debts, lending money, betting on horses, and being a thug. Usually he is not even qualified to see the boss, and he just does it. Two years!”

"If it hadn't been for a gang war last year, this guy got in front of the boss through some shitty luck. He came up with a few ideas and was taken seriously by the boss, and he turned into a shitty consultant."

Lark's face was full of disdain.

"Just one year ago, he was still an unknown person. Why has he become the boss's most trusted confidant?"

Dean had something in his mind, but he didn't know whether to say it or not.

According to Lark, she had been working under the Penguin for ten years, but she still behaved so brainlessly, thinking only about fighting and killing.

On the other hand, Okiervi, regardless of how big his talent is, can come up with ideas that dazzle the Penguin in a gang war, which proves that he at least has a brain.

The status of a ten-year veteran has been climbed up in just one year. Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?

Dean couldn't help but shook his head inwardly. As the saying goes, a young and Dangerous boy will remain a Young and Dangerous boy for the rest of his life without using his brain.

But for Dean, it was a good thing that this person had no scheming intentions. From the time he entered the auction site to now, Dean used Gray Letard's skin to constantly trick him out of Lark.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Dean's eyes moved and he looked down at the first row.

I saw that the seat in the middle that belonged to Dick Grayson had become empty at some point, leaving only Alfred sitting in his original position.

(Brothers, if you have any opinions, you can raise them. If there is anything wrong with the writing, just point it out. If you need to scold them, scold them, if you need to criticize them, you should criticize them. Don’t delete the book and leave.)

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