There is no Batman in Gotham City comics.

Chapter 77 Proceeding Steadily

Many things happened that night.

A fire broke out at the residence of the chairman of a department store, and a body with its head smashed in the ruins was found. Gotham police deployed dozens of police cars and nearly a hundred officers to surround and capture the suspect, but he still managed to escape despite half of the police cars being destroyed.

Meanwhile, a burglary occurred at the home of the president of Gotham Bank in the Diamond District, with nearly a million dollars worth of valuables stolen.

No one could have guessed that the two seemingly unrelated events were actually caused by the same person.

At that moment, the instigator was carrying a beautiful woman in each hand and throwing them into the back seat of a taxi like dead pigs.

"You're so lucky! Last time I saw you dressed in rags, and now you have the money to come to such a high-class bar and even snag two beautiful women!" The taxi driver glanced at the cold hamburger and fries in the paper bag on his lap and sighed that people's joys and sorrows are not always shared.

"If you knew I was almost beaten to death by the 'great beauty' you mentioned, you definitely wouldn't envy me."

"His wife found out he was having an affair? She got jealous and started a fight? Don't worry, I'm a taxi driver, I've seen all sorts of scandalous stories!"

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror.

"Let me guess, the one with the darker skin is your wife! Tsk tsk tsk, she's absolutely stunning, I don't understand why you... Oh! My God, I take back what I just said, your mistress is gorgeous too, you damn guy, you're so enviable!"

Once the driver started talking, he couldn't stop, so Qin Wei pulled out a hundred dollars from his wallet to shut him up.

When they returned to the abandoned garage in the lower district, it was already dawn. After settling the two women in briefly, a tremor ran through the ground, and the roar of an engine sounded outside the warehouse.

Needless to say, the Batmobile must have brought the Avengers back.

Jason, who had pulled off a big heist, looked terrifying as he jumped out of the car. His red hood was charred black, and his denim jacket was covered in splattered blood.

"Murder?" Qin Wei asked.

Jason pulled off his hood and nodded. After resolving his inner conflict, he gave off a completely different vibe, exuding a menacing aura that kept strangers at bay. There was no trace of the hesitant young man he once was.

This was exactly what Qin Wei wanted: a ruthless and decisive teammate. Oswald was still too young; he desperately needed a enforcer by his side.

"That bastard didn't have to die, but he killed an East Side guy, and an eye for an eye is my principle." Unsure of Qin Wei's meaning, Jason decided to explain anyway.

"You don't need to explain, I trust your judgment."

Qin Wei smiled and patted Jason on the shoulder.

He doesn't know Jason, but Batman's judgment is always reliable.

Whether it's someone searching for family or a woman.

The vibrations of the Batmobile woke the others. Oswald, deep in thought, went downstairs, followed by Royce, who was smoking and frantically searching for a lighter.

"After you left, I went to see the three Irish brothers. They are well-known craftsmen in the East End, but they are also really cowards. They were so scared when they heard that they were going to touch Maroni's bank that their legs went weak. Even with Mr. Alberto's guarantee, it was no use," Oswald said.

Where are they?

Oswald pointed, and Qin Wei looked in that direction. Three guys were tied to a pillar with a ball of wire, and their mouths were stuffed with dirty socks.

"One can make fingerprint molds to open the vault, one is a skilled hacker who hacks into the bank's security, and the last one is a car thief, but he's not of much help to the plan."

When the topic of stealing cars came up, Jason turned his back and quietly put on his hood again.

“The three brothers have a very good relationship,” Oswald continued. “We can tie up the last one and take him hostage, then we won’t have to worry about the other two turning against us.”

"Well done, this is your responsibility now!"

Qin Wei nodded in satisfaction and turned his gaze to Royce.

"Huh? Oh! I've already drawn the map..." Royce pulled a crumpled map from his lower back.

Uncle Ben was half-dead after missing his early morning cigarette. He then took a nap and completely forgot about lending a light to the little penguin last night. And out of the nearly thirty people in the warehouse, he was the only one who smoked.

"Boss, take a look. I've made four evacuation plans in total."

"Each option has its advantages, but the first option is actually the best. It's the shortest route, but the downside is that this traffic light is often congested."

Reus pointed to an intersection in the financial district.

Qin Wei remembered this intersection; a few days ago, when he and Royce went to the black market at the port to buy weapons, they were stuck at this traffic light for the duration of a class period.

"My suggestion is to deliberately cause a car accident, and the Ministry of Transportation will block the road. Then we can just run through the checkpoint and get to the meeting point in the shortest distance."

"As for the rendezvous point, I set it at the Norwick Tunnel on the Upper West Side, the same tunnel where we were attacked by the Jokers last time. This tunnel is very long and narrow. As long as we have the advantage of being in front, it won't be easy for us to overtake even if police cars are chasing us from behind. You and I both know that."

"Secondly... um... secondly..."

Royce scratched his head; he really needed a little nicotine to lubricate his rusty mind.

A lighter was handed to him at just the right moment.

"Thank you so much, Oss, you've been a huge help..."

After lighting a cigarette and taking a satisfying drag, Royce felt like he was about to ascend to heaven, but then he glanced at it and realized it was his own lighter.

Oswald then proceeded to fill his pockets.

"Damn it, give me back my lighter!!"

The enraged smoker pounced on him, and the two began to wrestle.

……

The next few days passed peacefully, with everyone busily preparing for their work.

As for Dick, the poor child was still fast asleep.

"I agree to let you take him away, but as I said before, firstly, we have to wait for him to complete his mission, and secondly, you have to respect his wishes." Qin Wei used a delaying tactic to keep the woman named Talia in the group for the time being.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Talia mistook Qin Wei for Bruce Wayne.

Whether she liked it or not, she had to give the alliance successor chosen by her father at least some respect. Otherwise, given her ruthless nature, she would be showing mercy by not killing everyone present, let alone staying in this team to play house.

Yes, Qin Wei's meticulous plan was nothing more than a child's game to her.

If Talia wanted to, she could easily handle this seemingly daunting task by herself.

However, it remains to be seen what kind of terrifying enemies the Assassin Alliance will attract once they make a move.

But don't think that Qin Wei, the master of fleecing, can't take advantage of her. Since Talia can't participate in the mission, let's try a different approach.

"Teach you martial arts? I'd like to hear what you'll offer to entice me!"

Upon hearing Qin Wei's request, Talia crossed her arms and gave a cold, disdainful look.

"Then you'll probably be disappointed. I'm so poor I only have money left." Qin Wei raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"Money? I really love it, but I'm asking a high price, you might not be able to afford it."

Talia held up one finger.