Chapter 3294 Bloody New City (Seventeen)

Chapter 3268 Bloody New City (Seventeen)

Bruce still drove to Wayne Manor.

Now the Pale Knight is not in Arkham Asylum, and there is no point for Schiller to go there. His intuition tells him that Schiller's ultimate goal is Wayne Manor.

Sure enough, as soon as he drove to the door of Wayne Manor, Bruce saw Schiller standing at the door.

As soon as he got out of the car, Schiller walked over and said, "You came just in time. It's time for you to show your skills."

"What?"

"There is a computer over there. Crack the defense system of Wayne Manor and shut it down for at least 6 hours."

Bruce turned his head and saw a generator and a complete desktop computer. It was dismantled from the municipal building.

"Are you waiting for me here?" Bruce looked at him and asked.

Schiller nodded and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"What if I say I don't want to do it?"

Schiller took out something from behind, pointed it at Bruce and pressed the switch. In an instant, a UV lamp bead hit Bruce's body, and his skin began to smoke.

"Ah!! Ah!! Put it down! Put it down quickly! Turn it off!" Bruce ran away with his head in his hands, just like dancing on the spot.

When Schiller turned off the ultraviolet flashlight, Bruce touched the burnt part of his skin with a grin, staring at Schiller angrily.

As the saying goes, the more you take a step back, the angrier you get. Bruce opened his mouth and showed his fangs, but as soon as he took a step forward, there was a click.

Bruce looked down and saw that he stepped on a small blue disc, and he was instantly frozen into an ice cube.

"Now, you say, I'll operate, if you can't crack the defense system, you stand here until dawn."

Bruce stared at Schiller and cursed him for being despicable with his eyes.

Bruce never thought that he would underestimate Schiller, but he did underestimate greed. Where did he get the freezing device? He and Victor in this universe are not friends!

But people in the ice have to bow their heads. Although he doesn't feel uncomfortable now, he has his mouth open. Recently, many reporters have been squatting at the door of Wayne Manor. If they see his fangs, it will be troublesome.

He suddenly thought that all this was Schiller's conspiracy. He deliberately angered himself and made him open his mouth.

Bruce had to do what Schiller said.

He originally thought that Schiller's operation would be clumsy. Even if he told him the method, he might not be able to successfully crack the defense system, but soon he found that he thought too much. The gray symbiote seemed to be very good at this.

This made Bruce feel a little confused. Since the gray fog can be cracked, why must he find himself?

But he quickly reacted again. Greed is a typical representative of daring to do but not daring to take responsibility. He has to find someone to take the blame for everything he does, so that he can always stand on the moral high ground and look down on all living beings.

When the time comes, Batman will ask who cracked his defense system, and he can blame himself for it. Compared to a stranger who came from nowhere, Batman will definitely believe that the isotope in another universe can easily crack the defense system.

Bruce gritted his teeth in the ice, but he soon found that he was still angry a little too early.

The defense system was broken, and Schiller swaggered into Wayne Manor, took a cart from the utility room, moved Bruce on the cart, walked all the way to the second floor of Wayne Manor, and came to the room just above the back door on the first floor.

Schiller tied Bruce outside the balcony above the back door, then made a stupid tripwire trap, and came to the kitchen island that could be seen through the window near the main door.

It was dark at this time, and the manor was filled with warm light. Standing outside the gate of the yard of Wayne Manor, you can clearly see a man standing in front of the window busy with something.

The cunning intruder realized that this way was blocked, so he took advantage of the cover of night to go around to the side door of the garden, jumped onto the wall with a flexible jump, and then rolled to the ground.

She tiptoed to the back door, and Bruce immediately warned: "Don't come over! There is a trap here!"

The petite figure was startled by the sudden sound, and she instinctively jumped in the opposite direction of the sound.

"Ah!"

One foot just stepped on the rope.

Bang!

A huge piece of ice fell from the balcony and hit her perfectly, pressing her to the ground and unable to move.

Schiller pushed open the back door and walked out.

"Hello, lady, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Catwoman, wearing a black nightgown, stretched her arms and lay on the ground. She tried hard to break free, but the things on her body were too heavy and just pressed on her waist, so she couldn't use any strength. She was there for a long time, and could only sigh and give up.

At this moment, she felt something on her body being moved away, and a hand stretched out in front of her. Catwoman didn't care what the other party meant, and she quickly got up.

Catwoman patted the dirt on her body, stared at Schiller with her big eyes, and then said: "Who are you? Why are you in Wayne Manor? I thought I would meet that rich man."

"And then have a beautiful encounter with him?"

"Don't tell jokes." Catwoman waved her hand and said: "I'm in trouble this time, but where did you find such a decoration that can imitate human speech?"

"This is not a decoration." Schiller smiled and said.

Catwoman then turned around and looked carefully at the thing that hit her, and then she found that it was indeed not the human-shaped sculpture she imagined, but a real person, but it seemed to be sealed in ice.

"My God!" Catwoman looked at his face carefully and said, "Isn't this Bruce Wayne? Did you kidnap him?"

Schiller shook his head, just opened the back door, and said, "This is not a good place to talk, please come in, lady."

Catwoman looked at the ice with a puzzled look, but still walked into the manor step by step.

Bruce thought Schiller would move him in, but Schiller slammed the door.

It turned out that this is not a good place because I am here, and Bruce began to grit his teeth again.

After closing the door, Schiller asked Catwoman to sit on the sofa, and he said, "I know someone gave you a sum of money to let you come here to steal something. How much did he give you?"

"I can't disclose the employer's information." Catwoman shook her head.

"Okay, but I know he gave me 2 million for the same purpose as you."

"How much?!" Catwoman jumped up from the sofa and said, "2 million? ! ! He only gave me 50,000!!!"

"It seems that some middlemen have made a lot of money from you." Schiller handed her a cup of hot coffee and said, "I can give you twice the price, and then you can take what you want."

"How do you know what I want?"

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one look!

"I said, my purpose here is the same as yours, but I came earlier and successfully controlled Bruce Wayne and eliminated the biggest threat."

Catwoman looked embarrassed and said, "If that's the case, it's normal to give you a higher price. After all, the risk of stealing and kidnapping is different."

Schiller walked back to the island counter, and Catwoman couldn't help but look over as he moved. She saw a wine bottle on the island table, which looked like some kind of red wine, and some capsules were scattered next to it.

The man was pouring out the contents of the capsule and then pouring the red wine into the capsule.

Thinking of what she was going to steal, Catwoman began to believe what Schiller said. She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "200,000, I want 200,000. After this order, I will leave Gotham to avoid the limelight. If the money is not enough, it won't work."

"No problem, but you must hand it over to your employer in person, without any middleman."

"That's impossible." Catwoman shook her head and said, "You know, Old Gun is a professional broker. Those who employ him are big shots. He dare not betray his employer, let alone let me contact his employer."

"That's your business." Schiller said, "My minimum requirement is that you watch him hand it over to his employer, otherwise I won't pay."

Just when Catwoman wanted to speak, Schiller said, "I'll give you 300,000, and you can figure out the rest yourself."

This price obviously broke through Catwoman's psychological defenses. Although she was a jewelry thief and many jewelry were expensive, that was the auction price. The jewelry she stole had no certificates, and the price on the black market was not high at all. 300,000 was not a small amount, enough for her to go to Hawaii for half a year.

Catwoman bit her lip hesitantly, then said, "Okay, I promise you, but I need half of the deposit. I also need this money to buy some intelligence or something."

"I can give you 100,000 first, you'd better not think about taking the money and leaving, my money is not so easy to take."

"Of course, you dare to kidnap Bruce Wayne, I won't do stupid things." Catwoman said.

Schiller picked up the capsule he had just made and handed it to Catwoman, then said, "Give me your account, the money will be credited immediately."

Catwoman didn't know how she left Wayne Manor, the other party gave the money too straightforwardly, that was 100,000 US dollars.

This also made her feel like she was involved in something extraordinary. The keen intuition of cats made her understand that she was in big trouble.

But when she thought of the 200,000 US dollars that would be credited next, no big deal was a big deal.

Catwoman took a deep breath, took out her phone and dialed a number, then said: "It's done. We exchanged money and goods at our old place. You'd better not try to trick me, otherwise I'll let you know how powerful I am."

After hanging up the phone, she dialed another number, took a deep breath and said: "Pixiu, help me keep an eye on someone, I'll give you 10,000 yuan."

"It's not that I'm generous, don't you ask me who I'm going to keep an eye on first?... No, it's not very dangerous, but it may cause you trouble. I'm going to keep an eye on Lao Qiang. You have to tell me if he goes out in the next two days."

"At most 15,000, it can't be higher. I didn't make much money from this order, and don't think about doing it yourself. Your tracking skills are not good enough, be careful that he will blow your head off."

After hanging up the phone, Catwoman's expression turned cold. She drove the stolen car to a dark alley, turned a corner and knocked on the only lit window.

The window was opened a little, and a wrinkled old face flashed by. Catwoman handed over the capsule wrapped in paper. The other party checked it and said, "Why does it look like it's wet? Are you sure it's okay?"

"How should I know?!" Catwoman said impatiently, "Anyway, I found this! Pay quickly!"

"That won't work. If the goods are not in good condition, the other party will deduct money."

"Then if you have the ability, find the second person who can enter Wayne Manor. I tell you, don't think I don't know how much you have eaten. If you dare to deduct my money, don't blame me for being rude!"

The other party was silent for a while, as if he was negotiating with someone. After a while, a box was handed out. Catwoman immediately opened it and checked it. After confirming that it was 50,000 yuan in bills, she carried the box into the car.

When driving away from the street, she saw several figures sneaking past, their eyes staring at the window just now.

Catwoman put the money away and drove away from the street, but she didn't go too far away. She knew that if Lao Gun ate enough, he would not wait until the next day to deliver the goods.

Sure enough, near the middle of the night, her phone rang, and a man's gloomy voice came from the other side.

"Lao Gun went out, drove a car, and took the road in the black alley. The license plate number is..."

Catwoman immediately drove to catch up. She was very careful and fully focused, but what she didn't notice was that another car caught up with her.

In the car, Schiller held the steering wheel, and the afterglow of the headlights in front left a golden touch on his lenses.