Chapter 11: Maiev Brandon

"Uh~ Hahaha!"

Suddenly, the receptionist laughed wildly, and those who didn't know her would think that she was not Penguin's subordinate but a little fangirl of a purple suit man.

"Kaito Kidd, you dare to take out such a priceless gem as Adam's Star and show it to others... and in the Iceberg Restaurant."

"If you don't take it out, but wear a blindfold and enter the exchange obediently, there are too many big shots there, even the boss will not snatch the goods that others want to sell... but now you foolishly let us see it."

The female receptionist's expression instantly became extremely distorted because of greed.

Maggieson couldn't help but sigh, it's a pity for a beautiful face.

"If I can offer Adam's Star to the boss, I can..." Thinking of this, she waved her hand and ordered the two strong men.

"Kill him! Grab Adam's Star!"

The two strong men were ready. As soon as the receptionist finished speaking, they rushed towards Maggieson, but Maggieson easily dodged them.

"Believe me, you made a stupid decision."

Agility is a must for a thief. He can even dodge pistol bullets, not to mention the fists of two thugs who have muscles but have never received proper combat training.

Although Maggieson is thin, his muscle strength is not weak at all. Even if it is not a system, the time travel itself has given him extraordinary motor nerves, and any physical training can be twice the result with half the effort.

Maggieson's body movement is incredibly fast. After dodging the attacks of two strong men with well-developed limbs, he squatted down and kicked out with a heavy sweeping kick.

"Plop!"

A strong man fell down in response, and then Maggieson rolled to the left, pulling away from the other strong man, and there was already an extra poker card in his hand.

"Ace of Spades, do you know that this card, in addition to being the best, also represents--"

"Death."

The receptionist swore that the hand holding the card in her sight had not moved at all, but the poker card suddenly disappeared, in the true sense of the word.

Then, a slight "pop" sound came, and she realized that the card was stuck in the neck of another strong man.

No! There was a card stuck in the necks of both men, but the one who had just been kicked down and had not yet climbed up was more miserable, because he had not completely stood up and could only remain in a half-squatting state.

Because the two cards perfectly cut into the carotid arteries of the two men, normally the blood should have been sprayed all over the ground at this time, but in fact it flowed very slowly.

"I advise you not to move around, otherwise, you will die of heavy bleeding in a very short time, and you will not be able to be saved."

"This restaurant is beautifully decorated, and I believe we all don't want to see it covered with blood."

Maggieson stood up and said in a gentleman's tone.

He is not Kuroba Kaito, but he does not have such taboos as not killing people. Of course, he would not kill people if he could avoid it, after all, he is a thief, not a robber.

Similarly, he does not want to give back the gems that he has worked so hard to get.

"Okay, I underestimated you, Kaito Kidd."

The receptionist took out a pistol from his waist, "Hand over the Star of Adam, I can guarantee that the boss will not retaliate against you for what happened today."

"Oh, your attitude has changed a lot, how about we make a bet?"

"Bet?" The receptionist laughed angrily.

"One dollar, I bet your gun... has no bullets."

Maggieson's eyes were calm, as if what he said was the truth.

How could the receptionist believe such absurd words, and his finger directly pulled the trigger.

At this moment, the box fell into unprecedented silence, because the gun really did not fire!

Maggieson slowly stretched out his right hand, and there was a magazine in his hand.

"That was the time!" Suddenly, the receptionist remembered that Kaito Kidd had reached out to her waist before. It turned out that he had stolen her magazine at that time, but she didn't realize it.

This terrifying hand speed...

The receptionist was sweating profusely, and the hand holding the gun unconsciously loosened, and the gun fell to the ground.

"Okay, can you take me to the exchange now? Oh, no need to be so troublesome, just take me to see your boss, the Penguin."

"I'm just here to do business, and I don't want to hurt the relationship."

Maggieson approached the receptionist, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and whispered softly with his face close to her ear.

The young receptionist nodded tremblingly. She thought that a Gotham newcomer like Kaito Kidd would not dare to make trouble on the Penguin's territory, but it turned out that she was wrong.

Then, under her leadership, Maggieson came to the third box on the left of the current box, where the tables and chairs were arranged exactly the same.

The receptionist walked to a wall and knocked gently a few times, and the secret door opened.

To be precise, it is an elevator, and the Iceberg Exchange is located underground under the Iceberg Restaurant.

I don't know how deep it is underground, but Maggieson roughly estimates that it may be more than 50 meters.

The structure of the exchange is actually very similar to the restaurant above. As soon as you enter, you will see an auction house that can accommodate hundreds of people. Most of the items traded here are large quantities of illegal smuggled goods, including marijuana, K powder, opium, shaking head... and even a small amount of human organs.

The real high-quality black transactions are all carried out in the independent private room area behind the auction house. The transactions here are diverse. There is nothing you can't buy.

Slaves, arms, intelligence, treasures, technology... As long as you can find a buyer, anything can be sold!

"The boss usually only stays in the independent private room and will bid when he sees something he likes. We will not sell any goods here, but let the guests trade by themselves."

"Of course, we will not provide any rights protection. Whether you are cheated or the goods are robbed, we will not care as long as you walk out of the Iceberg Restaurant."

The receptionist took Maggieson to the exclusive private room of the Penguin Man, and introduced it very responsibly. She has a strong psychological quality, and the conflict just now seems to have never existed.

"The boss's room is in front." She pointed to a dark door in front of her. "Who are you?" Maggieson asked suddenly. "What do you mean?" "Nothing, I just think that a small receptionist, even if you are Penguin's subordinate, should not behave like you." "I'm very curious about your true identity." Maggieson's eyes flashed, and he noticed that the woman in front of him had stiffened for a moment. If it weren't for his excellent eyesight, he might not have noticed it. "... I'm not a receptionist, I'm just here to take over for a day. As for who I am, you will know when you see the boss." "As expected, then this beautiful lady, can you tell me your name?" "Mavie Brandon." Mavie said coldly.