Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

Barbara walked to a wall on the left side of the basement, stretched out her hand and stroked the wall, her eyes lost in thought.

"If I remember correctly, based on the structure and area of ​​this mansion, there should be a lot of space in this area."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang bang!

Barbara put her ear against the wall and tapped a few times with one hand.

While tapping, she kept moving her position on the wall. When she hit a certain part, she suddenly heard the tapping sound change.

"This voice is... something is definitely wrong!"

At this moment, she dared to conclude that there was definitely a secret room hidden behind this wall.

Why did Dean create a secret room in his basement?

Barbara's eyes flashed with strange light, and she began to look for the switch to enter the secret room.

"The overall structure of this form of secret room is not complicated, and the entrance switch should not be located too far away."

She moved her body so that she was just parallel to the part that made the strange sound, then stretched out her hand and continued to touch around on the wall.

A few minutes passed like this.

Click!

Suddenly, Barbara's eyes lit up, and she felt that her fingers seemed to have touched some triggering mechanism, and there was an obvious mechanical sound.

With a strong effort, the part pressed by the hand completely sank into the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the wall in front of him began to tremble slightly.

Amidst a rumbling sound, the wall opened to both sides, revealing a hole just big enough for one person to pass through. The space behind the passage was so dark that it was difficult to see what was inside.

"Tsk~ It's really an old-fashioned setting, but it makes me feel much more relaxed."

Barbara looked at the entrance to the secret room in front of her with an expression of lack of interest.

"Let me see what secrets are hidden in this...what!"

When Barbara walked into the secret room with a flashlight and saw the environment inside, her pupils shrank instantly.

-

On the other side, Wayne Manor.

In the low-key and luxurious restaurant, Dean, Dick and Alfred sat at the table together and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner.

Although the table was full of dishes that he couldn't name, Dean still ate happily.

Needless to say, the food eaten by rich people is indeed different from what normal people eat.

"How do you feel, Mr. Suston? Is the food to your liking?"

Alfred asked with a smile.

"It's delicious. You are the most skilled chef I have ever seen, Mr. Pennyworth. To be honest, I'm wondering if I should find a butler like you."

Dean exclaimed after wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"But my house isn't as big as Wayne Manor, so I can manage it on my own."

"You are flattering, Mr. Suston," Alfred humbly responded to Dean's compliment, and then said: "I don't want to interfere in your family affairs, but I want you to know that the butler's The meaning of existence is not just to have an extra servant in the house to take care of things.”

“He can also be a trustworthy family member who is always there for you.”

"I agree with you, Mr. Pennyworth. It's obvious that you are a trusted member of the Wayne family."

Dean nodded and said, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Maybe I should find a helper...

"I'm stuffed."

At this time, Dick next to him put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at the other two people.

"Have you finished eating? Dean, when can we start arranging magic teaching?"

"Dick, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

Dean was almost finished eating at this time, he also put down his knife and fork, and said to Dick seriously.

"Before I start teaching you, I have a few more questions to ask you, which will determine the kind of magic I will teach you and the final effect."

While he was speaking seriously, Dean was thinking about something else in his heart.

"Almost three hours have passed since school, but Dick hasn't asked me any special questions. He behaves like a teenager who really wants to learn magic to pick up girls. Why didn't he ask me Kaitou Kidd? Related things?”

I thought that Dick would make subtle insinuations to me, and he might even deliberately ask some sensitive questions to test his reaction.

The result was that everything was uneventful from beginning to end, and nothing was asked except magic learning.

Dean always felt something was strange.

"Does he really just want to learn magic? Impossible, absolutely impossible! This is not consistent with Robin's identity at all. He and Bat Girl have begun to doubt my identity. There is no way that I will do nothing..."

Thinking of this, Dean's heart suddenly moved, and he almost ignored the existence of Bat Girl.

I thought it was just Dick who was testing him, but now it seems that Dick's mission is just to hold him back.

Since Batgirl is not here, there is only one place she can go.

At this point, Dean finally figured out the cause and effect.

"No wonder Dick invited me to Wayne Manor out of nowhere. It turned out to be to get rid of me so that Batgirl could steal the house."

After thinking of this, Dean did not feel panicked because he had anticipated this situation and had made arrangements at home in advance.

"Batgirl, Barbara Gordon, can you see the truth behind the facade?"

-

At the same time, Thaston Mansion, underground secret room.

The entire secret room was not too big, but there was dust everywhere. Judging from the thickness of the dust, no one should have entered it for about half a year.

Most of the items placed inside are old furniture, such as wardrobes or dressing tables.

Obviously, Dean had no use for a dresser.

When Barbara approached the dressing table, she found that there were no skin care products placed on it, but a black and white photo standing on it.

The photo showed a couple with the words "Dear Parents" written on it.

In addition to this photo, there are also several portraits of the Thastons hanging on several walls of the secret room.

In an instant, Barbara's expression became extremely complicated.

There was a bit of heaviness, a bit of relaxation, and a bit of guilt in his expression.

She knew what the old furniture and furnishings in the secret room were.

These are all the relics left by the Sastons during their lifetime.

Barbara was not surprised that Dean built a secret room specifically to store his parents' belongings, because she had seen far crazier things than this.

As the saying goes, if you put these relics in a visible place at home, it will easily bring back bad memories and always be shrouded in the haze of your parents' death.

Dean put these items together in a secret room and came in to look at them once a year or every six months. There was nothing wrong with this, and it was actually a good thing for Dean's mental health.

"It seems that I really made a mistake. Kaitou Kidd should not be Dean."

Barbara lowered her head, looked at the footprints on the dust, and sighed.

"Now it's time to think about how to solve this problem..."