Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

New York is not a nice place.

The gold-selling cave of the rich, the blood-and-sweat field of the poor, people who pursue their dreams are frustrated here, and finally find that they are not only a small ant under the hands of capital, but also have to be on guard against the madness of criminals from all walks of life.

But for me, Pepper's here, it's the good place.

"Don't you think you're bothering people?" said the person sitting across from me.

He put one hand on the back of the deck to play with Pepper's hair, and with the other hand he raised the dice cup on the table and shook it twice.

He opened the dice cup, and we all put our heads together, one three three.

The man with sharp eyesight quickly put the dice cup back on his hands, "It doesn't count if you shake it for fun."

"Heh." I sneered ruthlessly, "You're so weak."

At the same time, the needle point in my hand finally opened the lock cylinder of the padlock, and I cheered, "1 minute!"

"One minute is too long." Datie Technology House sneered, "If it was me..."

He put a small metal cube on the table, his chin raised and motioned for me to move.

I held out my hand suspiciously.

Click.

The handcuffs transformed from small squares firmly cuffed my hands to the table, let alone struggling, I didn't even have room to move.

I smiled, "Anthony Stark."

He snapped his fingers, and the handcuffs were released in response, shrinking back to a small, quiet and harmless square.

"Magnetic levitation handcuffs, the key is that there is no keyhole, and you can't find the chain core anywhere."

Tony raised his eyebrows, "To be honest, I think it would be better for you to buy some self-defense equipment produced by Stark."

I pointed out the problem coldly, "I remember that the approval of several of your products has not been passed, and the people above think that it should not be promoted as a high-power weapon."

Tony snorted coldly with disdain, "Any criminal can use guns and bullets as pillows, but self-defense equipment must be counted as contraband. Today's American joke."

He threw the cube at me, "It's yours."

"Ok?"

As soon as the words fell, a cold female voice came from the small square, "The voiceprint has been recorded."

I put the cube in my handbag, "Then I'm sorry, thank you, smart Stark."

"If you are willing to go back early and not disturb your lover's date, I will be happier."

"It is recommended that you fall asleep and have a good dream."

The two of us stared at each other, looking away.

Pepper rubbed his forehead, "Please, tell me, the combined age of you is more than three years old."

"I'm a sad beauty who just lost a relationship and I'm asking for preferential treatment."

I said, emphatically, "And I'm not like someone, the adoptive home visitation program is officially up and running, and I don't need to be watching all the time."

The waiter brought us three drinks.Tony picked out my favorite glass of peach juice sparkling water, took a sip, and said lazily, "But I have Pepper."

Man, I have seen through you for a long time. You really tricked Pepper into working.

I glared at him, Pepper sighed helplessly, and changed the subject, "Have you found a lawyer who is willing to sue Double-Face for you?"

"No." I said distressed, "There are a few who are willing to take orders for money, and I'm still considering them."

"That's why you came to New York?" Pepper thought. "I can recommend you some good lawyers, but I can't guarantee whether they will take this case."

"It's okay." I chose mango juice from the remaining two drinks, "I'm in New York this time just to have an interview with a lawyer."

Tony raised his eyelids in surprise, "Who is it?"

I recalled the lawyer's name, "Matthew, Matthew Myrtle Murdoch."

I must say that my main purpose in coming to New York was not to confide in Pepper about the loss of a relationship.

After I got out of the hospital, I was too busy to make arrangements to move into my new home, to keep track of the progress of the return visit plan, to prepare to sue Two-Face, and to help Dick with his family conflict with Bruce when he called. .

Why should I help my broken-up ex-boyfriend to mediate family relations?

Forget it, for Dick's cuteness sake.

The little boy was very dissatisfied with Bruce breaking up with me. He couldn't interfere in the affairs between me and Bruce, so he could only call me and complain every day.

Thanks to this little spy, I even know exactly what time Bruce got up at noon and how many broccoli he had for lunch these days.

Regarding my coming to New York, the little spy turned pale with fright, thinking that I was heartbroken by Bruce and went away. Before I could explain a few words, he hung up the phone and asked Alfred to complain.

With my phone hanging up, I can only hope that Bruce eats healthy this week.

Anyway, eating more bitter gourd is good for the body, not bad.

Lawyer Matthew's main activity is in Hell's Kitchen, New York, and we made an appointment to meet and discuss.

The first time I met Matthew in the law firm, I almost closed the door and quit on the spot.

Probably not my illusion, the appearance of Lawyer Matthew is somewhat similar to the face of Gotham Baby.

I walked in the door, almost thinking that Bruce couldn't stand the vegetable juice and Dick's nagging, and escaped Gotham overnight by helicopter.

Facing my surprise, Lawyer Matthew took it for granted, "I know that the richest man in Gotham looks a lot like me, which shows that his reputation for handsomeness is well-deserved."

He held out his hand to me. "Matthew Myrtle Murdoch, just call me Matt."

I took his hand. "I'm impressed by your handsomeness and articulateness, Matt. I'm Lucille Crane. Lulu or Lucy, it's up to you."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his dull eyes looked in my direction, "Let's go to my office to talk, Lucy."

Attorney Matt, more legendary than his Hell's Kitchen reputation, is his eyes.He is a blind lawyer.

In terms of mobility, Matt looks no different from normal people.His brisk footsteps made me feel that the guide stick in his hand was purely used to perfunctory me.

"Sorry, my assistant is on leave today, I'm afraid I can't pour you a cup of tea."

He sat behind his desk and took the Braille document I handed him, fumbling with it word by word.

"What's your appeal?" he asked. "I mean, do you just want to sue Double-Face to relieve your anger, or do you really intend to get compensation from him?"

This is a question without suspense, "I want money, but I also want to vent my anger."

Matt thought about it, "It's difficult. Although I'm not afraid of challenges, I still have to warn you in advance. Gotham is a municipality, and its laws are just toys in the hands of capital."

"The law should protect people."

I said, "Instead of stabbing a victim like me in the heart. Since juries like to watch tragic dramas, I promise I deserve more sympathy than Two-Face."

Matt's smile widened slightly.He is blind, but he has been observing me since I entered the law firm, until now I have passed his test.

"I've taken your case, happy cooperation, Lucy."

He reached out to me, and this time we shook hands solemnly, announcing the beginning of the partnership.

"Looking forward to your performance in court," Matt said.

After breaking up with Bruce, I thought about a lot of things, about me and him, about Gotham and Batman, and about Two-Face.

The danger of Gotham lies not in the excessive number of psychopaths and low-level criminals everywhere, but in the special status of its municipality and its independent legal provisions.

It makes Gotham a ghost ship adrift at sea, the primeval breeding ground for all evil.The strong use it for profit, but the weak cannot use it to protect themselves.

Being a lawyer is a special profession in Gotham.Most lawyers are poached by big families and gangs before they grow up, and a small number of unlucky stubborn ones may be thrown to fill cement or feed fish.

Two-Face, Harvey Dent, was once an exception.He changed from the youngest outstanding lawyer in Gotham to the most beloved district attorney in Gotham, forming an iron triangle of hunting, arresting and convicting with Batman and James Gordon.

Batman takes down criminals, Gordon arrests them, and Harvey tries them.Trinity, that was supposed to be the best time in Gotham.

The exception was eventually erased.Right in the courtroom, completely changed by the gangster Maroney with a bottle of sulfuric acid.

To this day, there is no second lawyer in Gotham who can take on this important task.

I would like to take this opportunity to see how likely it is that the idea in my heart will come true.

Besides, I came to New York for another reason.

This year’s New Year’s Auction jointly offered by charitable federations from all over the world will be held in New York. The auctioned items from the Gotham Charity Federation arrived in New York three days ago. I came to the dinner on behalf of Gotham’s former money laundering organization.

Thanks to Two-Face, my haute couture jewellery, along with my ex-relationship, burned to the ground.

Clothes and jewelry are easy to handle, and you can buy them directly with a credit card. The problem is that I can't find a suitable male partner for a while.

All the ex-boyfriends were expelled from the male companionship, and the choice of Little Stark was only waiting for the day when I went to the hospital to treat my brain.

Other celebrity friends I know in the circle are either not interested in attending the conference, or have already found a female partner.

I have only one idea left.

I handed the invitation to Matt, "Would you like to honor me?"

Matt pointed at the blind-looking guide stick, "The question is whether you mind or not."

I sure don't mind.

It hit it off, I helped Matt choose the matching dress, and when the auction started, I happily entered the venue holding the arm of the lawyer.

It was the customary dinner before the auction, and Matt and I hid behind the dessert table and picked something to eat.

I consider myself to be low-key and to wear nothing out of the ordinary.

It may be that I am too sensitive, and I am always suspicious of other people's eyes sweeping past me and Matt again and again.

Just as I was finishing a brownie, dedicated paparazzi Joshua called me.

"Is Lawyer Matthew your new boyfriend?" He asked straight to the point.

"……what?"

I can picture Joshua rubbing his hands at the fly on the phone, gossiping eyes.

"Please, this is big news. If I grab this headline, I will write a press release for you for free!"

I had a bad premonition, "Wait, tell me clearly, what do you mean?"

"Do you think it's okay to write like this?" Joshua was completely immersed in his own world.

"The former actress Lucille broke up with Baby Bruce and was hurt by love. The new boyfriend Matthew has a three-point similarity with Baby Bruce. It is suspected that Lucille is a substitute lover who sees people and thinks of others..."

"One more word, you are a dead man."

I threatened with a ferocious face.