Brand Master [Comprehensive Yingmei]

When Vera opened her eyes again, the sun was almost setting.

Just when she woke up, the severe pain in her abdomen and the back of her head came up first, and she almost groaned in pain.

After looking up with difficulty, Vera realized that she was thrown into a huge abandoned house. Judging from the surrounding furnishings, it was likely to be an abandoned factory building.

Her feet were tied together, her hands were handcuffed behind some kind of pipe, and she leaned against a low wall, describing it as a mess.

Through the flickering incandescent lamp overhead and the blood-red glow outside the window, Vera could clearly see several tall and strong men standing around, each with a gun on their body.

In the center of the room, Jackson was hung from the roof beams with his hands tied, his feet off the ground, and his whole body was shaking faintly in mid-air, making him look even thinner and smaller.

At the beginning, Vera only saw the back of the child. When those people realized that Vera had woken up, a man standing near Jackson laughed and kicked the child mercilessly.

"!"

The strength of this kick caused Jackson to turn in the air, and with the sound of the iron chain creaking, Vera finally saw his face.

The small face that had already begun to round up was covered with green and red wounds, the nose and cheeks were obviously beaten, the cheeks were swollen high, the face was full of blood stains, and even the eyes were red from the beating got one.

Vera stared fixedly at the boy, her eyes darkened.

On the contrary, it was Jackson who squinted at Vera with his injured eye, then immediately turned his head away, and said coolly to the man beside him:

"Don't you really think... that this woman has anything to do with Ke Lun, do you? Let alone Ke Lun, she has nothing to do with me!"

"Stop talking about me, little brat, this trick of yours is useless to me."

The man standing next to the boy was the one who restrained Vera before. With a sneer, he slowly took out a dagger and pressed it against the child's face.

With a little effort from the man's fingertips, the sharp tip of the knife slowly pierced into the child's skin, and a drop of blood rolled down from the edge of the knife.

"Hand over the cargo from Kelun, or you will know what will happen!"

The man threatened Jackson roughly, his voice echoed back and forth in the empty factory building, looking eerie.

Jackson wasn't afraid at all, even if the dagger was already drawing blood on his face, he didn't care, and dared to talk back to the other party:

"As I said before, I gave all of Kelun's shipment to that woman Jenny! She is dead now, what use are you looking for me? Go find Kelun!"

...As soon as these words came out, Vera, who had been staring at the direction of the two of them, immediately guessed most of the truth.

But even if she guessed it, she could only sigh in her heart.

I really don't know whether to say that she did a good job of keeping the secrets secret, or that she really set out a little wolf cub with nothing.

She was tied up here today... It really has nothing to do with what I did before, at least if Vera's original plan was followed, she would not be exposed at all (in fact, she has not been exposed now)

Sending Colum into the police station and clearing Batman of suspicion, Vera has already achieved her goal. If she had left Gotham and returned to Washington, the people in Gotham would want to track down the person in the live broadcast room. Accidents are very difficult.

But the problem is, the little wolf cub that Ke Lun sent to steal her information... has something wrong with him.

Jackson must have lied when he confessed to her before: He must have done something other than just the so-called cargo evidence, and he would not sit still.

Combined with his previous vague statement that "Colum has colluded with the gangsters, and there is a new drug on hand", Vera guessed that this brat should use this "new drug" to do something vaguely between Jenny and Colum.

He intended to cheat Ke Lun, but he didn't expect Vera to get Ke Lun into the police station first. In this way, the gangster who used Ke Lun to make connections would definitely not do it, and directly found the head of the little wolf cub superior.

In general:

The homicide case Colum was in charge of involved more than one group of people. It was a group of people who wanted to incite public opinion to smear Batman, and it was a group of people who wanted to make Batman a murderer. Another group of people is involved in the inside story.

Vera's own plan was not exposed at all, but instead, she was implicated by the brat who was brought in.

However, seeing this group of people showing no scruples about abducting people in the street... Vera faintly had an intuition.

She suspected that Jenny's death in the homicide had a lot to do with this group of people and the so-called "new drug".

There was a crisp sound of "snap".

The man suddenly raised his hand, slapped Jackson again, and sneered, "You won't admit it, right? Do you really fucking think I'm doing charity?"

This slap was merciless, the boy's entire head was turned to the other side, and the nosebleeds flowed out all at once, dripping on his collar.

Vera's hands clenched into fists.

After baring his teeth for a while before he could speak, Jackson gritted his teeth: "Don't you all know where I live? If you don't believe me, go search it!"

Little brat really think they haven't considered this issue?Or are you really fooling them for fools?

The man laughed back in anger, he kicked Jackson again, and smiled wickedly at the child: "Yes, then search first."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head and winked at his subordinates: "Listen to him, we are good, good, search, search for this woman."

"—!"

The boy's face changed instantly.

After all, he was only a six or seven-year-old child, and he didn't care about the blood on his face, so he immediately raised his head and shouted sharply:

"Didn't I say it's okay with her?! She's not even from Gotham!"

"She's not, what about you?"

The leader looked at the boy indifferently, and squeezed out a subtle smile, "It depends on how you choose."

Do you want that batch of goods, or... just watch them clean up this woman?

"I told you I really don't know!"

The boy who didn't panic after being beaten for so long just now is really anxious now.

The iron chain slammed, and he struggled a lot in vain, watching several people approaching Vera, his eyes were tearing open: "—Bob, whatever the hell you want me to do, just do it!" Straight up!"

"I just want that batch."

The leading man named Bob walked towards Vera without looking back, pushed his men away, lifted her up by pulling Vera's collar, swayed, looked at Jackson, and said meaningfully:

"You steal, rob, sneak into the police station... In short, I don't care what method you use. In short, I want to see that batch of goods, understand?"

"You fucking you—!"

"He doesn't understand, I understand."

The cold female voice suddenly interrupted the boy's cursing.

Bob turned his head following the sound, just in time to see the woman held in his palm like a doll, raising her head unhurriedly.

Although my vitals are already in the palm of Bob's palm, it can be said that I let the other party rub them round and flat, but I still can't see the slightest fear.

Vera just raised her head slightly, her green eyes flooded with aqua, she just looked at Bob calmly.The gorgeous light intertwined with gray blue and pink fell on her eyes, as if it really turned into a lake.

It seemed that he had only seen Vera's face now, and Bob was stunned for a few seconds, showing interest.

Almost immediately aware of the change in the other party's attitude, Vera paused, lowered her eyelids silently, and said word by word:

"I have a way of finding that shipment."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

After Vera finished speaking, all the people present shifted their targets almost at the same time, and pairs of gloomy eyes moved away from the boy in an instant, looking greedily at him like dogs staring at their prey. Vera.

Jackson: "What nonsense are you talking about!?"

The child was startled and angry. He kicked his legs wildly, trying to draw everyone's attention back: Vanessa, you idiot!Once she is involved, this group of people will never let her go!

But no matter how much he tossed at the moment, it was useless. As soon as he said these words, a strange light began to flash in Bob's eyes.

He loosened Vera's collar and threw her on the ground like a doll: "Say!"

"—Your priority now is to find that batch of goods, not to interrogate the children here?"

Finally breaking free from the opponent's grasp, Vera coughed twice, raised her upper body, and said sharply, "The key is the goods, my kid really doesn't know the whereabouts of these things—do you really think that he is willing to do it for Ke? Did Lun take his own life?"

Contrary to what Jackson imagined in her mind, Vera certainly knew what she was doing now, and she also knew very well that if she didn't speak up, then Jackson, the little wolf cub, would be finished.

Because of this little fool, he didn't even understand why these people caught him and tossed him desperately.

It was a deal that was broken in the middle because the most important item was missing.

But the problem is that Ke Lun, who has played the role of a broker, can now be said to be the focus of the whole country. Both the seller and the buyer are afraid. Of course, it is impossible to find Ke Lun at the cusp of this kind of crisis, so they can only work hard on Jackson.

This man named Bob may not be ignorant of the fact that the little wolf cub is telling the truth, maybe even everyone knows it well.

If there is no shipment, everyone will be finished. Therefore, this group of people can only use a child as a scapegoat.

It's just a street vagrant, and he will die if he dies. Who will hold him accountable?

But now Vera said that she had a way to find that shipment.

This is a major event that can be done, who has time to pay attention to the scapegoat?

Successfully drawing everyone's attention to herself, facing everyone's dangerous eyes, even if any one of these people could easily kill her, Vera still didn't change her face, and didn't even show the slightest nervousness. .

Not only was she not nervous, but she was still talking in a calm and unhurried manner:

"Since you have already found out the waif under Columbine, you should know my identity, right? You are not curious at all, as a reporter in Washington, how did I get all the inside information?"

The last ray of sunset light fell on Vera's face, and she looked at Bob fixedly, showing a different kind of mystery and weirdness:

"I can bring Kelun out for you at this time—as long as he can spit out the news about this batch of goods, how about you give the boss an explanation?"

There is definite news, no matter what, the people above are more satisfied than taking a waif as a dead ghost.

The whole house fell silent for a moment.

Jackson, who was suspended in the air, stopped struggling. He stared at Vera in shock, recalling the memory faintly.Bob's subordinates stood aside and did not dare to say much, they could only wink at each other.

And Bob, the leading man who has been staring at Vera, fell into deep thought.

After a few minutes, he said suspiciously:

"What are you going to do?"

"It's not what I plan to do, it's what you plan to do."

Vera shook her head, "It takes time for me to operate inside the police station. You can't ask me to let that person get the words out of Columb's mouth right now. It will take at least a day or two."

...One or two days is enough for her to survive until Mary's rescue, or she can find a way to escape by herself.

Bob stopped talking.

He winked, and immediately someone went out with a mobile phone to make a call—obviously, he couldn't decide this matter.

Before Vera secretly considered how to fool the group of desperadoes, Bob suddenly squatted down and stared at Vera.

The man's presumptuous eyes lingered for a moment on Vera's pretty face, thin and fragile neck and collarbone, and his rough hands pinched Vera's chin, forcing her to look up, and asked suspiciously:

"So, you are this kid's new boss?"

"—So what!"

Seeing Bob's actions, Jackson immediately understood what this person had in mind for Vera. He suddenly became tense, trembling even for breathing, and roared angrily to annoy Bob, distracting the other party's attention from him. Vera pulled away:

"You, Bob, aren't you fucking a dog under someone else's hands, what right do you have to say about me!"

No!

No no no!

Can't let this man get close to Vanessa like this again, he has to do something, what can he do - there's nothing he can't do!

Jackson has never been so aware of his own weakness and powerlessness as he is now. His whole heart is like a hot oil pan splashed into it, crackling and jumping. Apart from staring at Bob in despair and shouting, There was nothing he could do.

"……no."

Vera paused, and quickly replied, "He... is my long-lost son."

Jackson: "..."

The child's yelling stopped abruptly.

Vera said nonsense in a serious manner: "Don't look at me like this, I am actually a mother of four children."

Bob: "..."

Jackson: "........."

After a while, Vera felt her jaw hurt more and more, and the sneer on Bob's face grew bigger and bigger. He stared at the open skirt of Vera's clothes because he was forced to look up, and slowly stretched out his other hand.

"Bob! You son-of-a-bitch!"

The boy's sharp yelling and cursing were interrupted by another person's fierce kick. Everyone in the room kept their eyes on each other, pretending not to see what the leader Bob wanted to do to Vera, and some even secretly stared at Vera covetously. , secretly licked his lips.

Vera exerted all her strength, forcibly turned her face away, and leaned back to avoid Bob's rough palm, her face finally sank completely.

The child's muffled groans and painful sounds came from her ears again. She looked at Bob quietly for a second, and suddenly smiled coldly:

"That's all I can think of at this time, sir—forgive me, if you really dare to touch me, you don't even want your hand."

Even such a cold smile is charming and beautiful in the eyes of the emotional Bob.

The man sneered roughly, sarcastically: "Who do you want to rely on? Baby? Are you relying on that useless son of yours?"

After all, he continued to stretch out his hand indifferently, towards Vera's collarbone——

Dusk has passed, and the last ray of light in the sky has completely disappeared.

In the darkened factory building that suddenly turned black, a sharp white light roared, swept across most of the room, and landed precisely on Bob's hand.

In an instant, no one even noticed what happened, the hand stretched out to Vera burst out a lot of blood out of thin air, followed by Bob's scream of pain.

It wasn't until the man covered his palm that he rolled on the ground in pain that the astonished crowd noticed that there was a black figure standing on the side of the tall beams of the factory building that made everyone in Gotham terrified.

Accompanied by the sound of bat wings flapping, the man walked out of the darkness like a demon crawling out of hell. The blood-red light disappeared under his pitch-black cloak. He looked down at Bob from a high position, and said hoarsely and coldly. :

"No, she's counting on me."