Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

Clark found no trace of Bruce.

I had expected this. After all, the missing person was No.1 who practiced secrecy in his family.

I thanked Clark and promised to turn to him if needed.

Now the only obvious clue is the villa thief who escaped from the prison.

Adolph Jones, a vagrant, is a native of Gotham who settled in other cities after graduating from college and returned to Gotham two months ago.

He has no relatives in Gotham, and the old house was sold to others before leaving.

The face recognition of the bat computer could not find him, so he must have made a disguise.

Alfred sat in front of the Batcomputer, and I leaned against the table, which used to belong to Bruce, but now belongs to the two of us.

I thought for a moment, "Look at the villa where the owner's family is going on vacation in Gotham, and see if there are any takeaway orders delivered to the unoccupied villa."

Dense red dots appear on the map of Gotham, mostly distributed in the suburbs and rich areas.With Ah Fu's operation, the red dots disappeared one after another, and finally there were only two red dots flashing on the screen.One is in the Diamond District and the other is on the edge of the East End.

I frowned, "Look at the delivery list."

The screen is divided into two sides. The takeaway orders in the Diamond District are fried chicken, beer and pizza, and the frequency of ordering is very high.

There are a lot of takeaways in the villas near the East District, and basically one meal will order a family’s portion.The store made a note for them, and the bill was settled at the end of the month.

"Look at the Diamond District." I made a judgment, "A group of people in the East District should have moved into someone else's villa, and the owner of the villa will come back at the end of the month. Call the police, let's say that a well-intentioned passer-by found someone living in the villa. Not the owner's house."

Afu cut into the monitoring probe near the villa in the Diamond District. He was very cunning and basically did not appear in the monitoring screen.The takeaway delivery staff will put the takeaway at the door of the villa, and a hand will stick out of it after leaving.

Just when I felt a little impatient, Ah Fu suddenly adjusted the monitoring back to a few seconds ago.He zoomed in on the surveillance screen, and in the corner of the window of the villa, he could see a man lying on the sofa in the villa watching TV.

Ah Fu zoomed in on the monitoring screen again, clearing up the blurry image that was about to become a mosaic.There is a figure reflected on the bright TV wall in the living room. The three children in our family must be very familiar with that face.

Found it, the escaped brother.

Theoretically, Ah Fu can completely carry out this operation independently, but at the moment when Bruce is missing, it is more important to stay in the Batcave as the backcourt commander.What's more, with the suspension ring, I am No. 1 in the family's ability to escape.

I never imagined that in my lifetime, I would wear a mask and dance at night once.

I put on my hanging ring and put on a plain black T-shirt and jeans that I can buy anywhere.Hair is tied into a ponytail and a peaked cap is worn on top of the head.

I searched for a mask that completely covered me from chin to eyes.Tactical gloves are a bit too big, but just enough to hide the suspension rings underneath.

Ah Fu connected the communication channel and camera on the mask, "I will direct your actions in the background, please ensure your own safety."

He was silent for a moment, and then repeated, "Be careful."

I gave him a hug, "I will, my back is in your hands, Fu."

I jumped into the portal and landed on the roof of the villa.All the nearby cameras were invaded by Ah Fu in advance, and he would cut out the pictures about me.

He found the structure diagram of the villa and directed me to act, "The hidden door is hidden under the No. 12 row from the top and the No. 14 row from the right. Do you see it?"

I uncovered the surrounding tiles and cleared out a secret door just enough for one person to pass through. There is a traditional padlock on the secret door, which is hidden under the tile that Ah Fu said.

Ah Fu asked, "Can you open it?"

"can."

I learned how to pick locks, but that primitive method was once despised by Iron Man himself.Now I have a more convenient means, the ring of Raggador can easily cut off the padlock, I turned through the secret door, and the other end went straight to the master's study.

Pushing away from the study room, I could faintly hear the sound of the TV from downstairs. I felt a little uneasy, and confirmed to Ah Fu in a low voice, "Is he and I the only ones here?"

"Wait a minute," there was another crackling sound from the keyboard, probably because Ah Fu called out the monitoring to confirm, "From the monitoring screen, there are only the two of you. You can judge by turning on the thermal imaging function of the mask."

Under his guidance, I turned on the thermal imaging and saw only two human bodies including me in the darkness.

Am I too nervous?

I went downstairs lightly, followed Ah Fu's instructions, drew out the gun and put it on the back of the thief Adolf's head, "Good evening, friend, I have a question to ask you."

Bruce rarely used guns, ammunition, or powder, but there was a fully equipped arsenal in the Batcave, which he prepared for Alfred.The old butler who was a secret agent prefers traditional fighting methods, and is not very good at bat-style high-tech.

"Good evening, miss." As a thief, he was a bit too confident.

I unceremoniously poked him in the head with the muzzle of a gun, "I suggest you act a little more fearful, I am ashamed that you are so easy."

Adolf laughed and didn't even put down the beer bottle in his hand, "Anyone can see that you are a complete novice, and a lovely lady like you should not play vigilante games dressed in black. This is a friendly reminder ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the beer bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, the crackling sound made my heart skip a beat.Adolf folded up at some point, took advantage of my distraction and knocked on my wrist, and the gun dropped from his hand.

The gun spun around in the air, fell into his hand, and aimed at my eyes.

The trigger was pulled, and there was a click.

Nothing happened.

Just when the triumphant smile on Adolf's face turned into doubt, his movements suddenly stopped, his hand holding the gun suddenly let go, and he kept it behind him, and then he was like a hapless and restless rabbit honestly Sitting on the sofa.

I rubbed my wrist, picked up the gun from the ground and stuffed it back into my equipment belt, "Let me also give you a friendly reminder, people like me who don't know how to use a gun don't know how to put bullets in the gun."

Taking advantage of his distraction, the energy whip tied him firmly to the sofa, and I stood behind him, "Now it's question and answer time, what did Batman ask you, and what did you tell him?"

The deflated thief denied, "Without Batman, that caped crusader wouldn't be interested in an ordinary thief like me."

"Oh, really?" I said indifferently, "Then you can pick up a broken bat dart to open beer, shall I praise you for being lucky?"

Afu reported to me the detailed investigation results about Adolf in the newsletter.

I leaned on the sofa and patted his face, "It's okay if you don't want to say it, Mr. kleptomaniac private detective, your employer doesn't know that you are in prison because of your inappropriate little hobby, right?"

Adolf was startled, then shook his head helplessly, "That's what I hate about you."

He put on a posture that he could have a good talk, "Can you help me untie it?"

"No," I smirked, "after all, I'm just a weak woman who can't use a gun."

Adolf glanced at me several times, and after confirming that there was no play, he leaned back on the sofa boringly, "You and that bat are not interesting."

"Whatever you say."

Adolf is more than just an ordinary thief. This is what Afu and I came to the conclusion after visiting his secret room hidden under the warehouse.

The police did not discover that there was a little secret under the warehouse where he kept the stolen goods.The secret room was closer to a workshop than a storage place for stolen goods.A large map of Gotham is posted on the wall, with locations connected by red lines and thumbtacks.There are many photos posted next to the map, which are some common buildings in Gotham.

One page of the notebook had been torn out, and the indentations from the handwriting could be seen lightly painted over with a pencil.

"Beware of the court of owls, always watch your travels. Peep Gotham from the shadows, hide in the attic with low walls. He is at home, and he is also in the bed and bed. Don't mention his name, the claws will You have to look for it.”*

This is a nursery rhyme that Gotham parents used to scare their children, and I heard it a few times when I was a child.But every kid in Gotham knows that the Court of Owls is just a made-up organization.

"Maybe." Adolf said, "My employer is always suspicious. He thinks that the Owl Court took a fancy to his noble head, so he hired me to investigate."

I asked, "What did your investigation reveal?"

"There is no direct evidence that there is such a fantasy organization in this city." Adolf shrugged. "The most direct evidence is a mask I stole from a rich man's house."

"What about the mask?"

Adolf snorted, "It was taken away by the bat."

He described it to me, "It's a very ordinary mask with no mechanism, and it looks a little creepy."

He frowned and imagined, "How to put it, it looks a bit like an owl's face."

This private eye has a bad little habit, he is kleptomaniac.At the scene he investigated, he couldn't help walking along a few things.

Honestly, I think this habit will kill him sooner or later.But it speaks volumes about the people he surveyed—rich people in Gotham.

Even I was within the scope of his investigation. If Dick and the others hadn't caught him, he would have stolen to Wayne Manor sooner or later.

Bruce takes the mask away, proving he's suspicious of rumors about the Court of Owls.So far, the object of his investigation has become clear, which is the nonexistent owl court.

There must be some evidence in Adolf's investigation that was ignored by Adolf but valued by Bruce, so Batman was allowed to join this investigation.

I was lost in thought, and for some reason, there was a dense coolness climbing up behind me.

Subconsciously mobilizing the Ring of Raggador to block behind me saved me, and a dagger fell to the ground with a crackling sound after the block.

Adolf's eyes widened.

I looked back, and under the moonlight, a huge owl was standing outside the window, looking at us indifferently.