Chapter 54: Are You Serious?
As Selina turned, she met the gaze of a camera.
David nodded with satisfaction and turned his phone around.
"How's the shot? Is the angle okay?"
On the phone screen was Selina, slipping the stolen sapphire ring onto her finger, a smug smile on her face like a little thieving cat.
"Delete it!"
Seeing that evidence of her theft had been captured, Selina anxiously reached out to grab the phone.
But David easily sidestepped, put the phone in his pocket right in front of her, and patted it lightly.
"This will be evidence used in court later."
"Give it to me!"
Selina lunged to snatch it, trying to grab the phone from David's hand and delete the evidence that captured her face. Her movements were agile and her body nimble, but despite several attempts to grab it, she was always a step too slow.
David remained relaxed, like a bee or butterfly dancing among flowers. He didn't seem to be moving fast, yet Selina couldn't even touch the corner of his coat.
After a few twists and turns, Selina, like a student who rarely exercised, braced herself on her knees, panting from exhaustion. Suddenly, she looked behind David with surprise, as if she had seen something incredible.
"What is that!"
"Don't bother with such childish tricks."
Despite Selina's superb acting skills and the unexpected timing of her shout, David didn't even turn his head, his expression bored.
Selina Kyle, also known as Catwoman, is an international master thief targeting all sorts of precious art pieces, from jewels to cultural relics. Her thieving skills are world-class, allowing her to steal targets from any heavily guarded environment.
Although Selina was still young, he didn't believe that just a couple of moves would tire out someone like Selina, a seasoned thief, so much.
"Is this all the stamina you have as a thief?
Aren't you afraid of getting caught and handed over to the police?"
Smack!
"Let me give you a piece of advice, outsider.
Don't mess with anyone in Gotham, not even a thief."
Slightly annoyed by David's teasing, Selina drew a black whip from her waist pouch and swung it fiercely with a crisp crack that made one's heart tremble.
Her entire demeanor changed, transforming from that of a delicate flower into a black rose with sharp thorns.
"Some things are better left unsaid.
I just had a run-in with the darkest and coldest person in Gotham."
Seeing the young Catwoman, whose aura had shifted, draw her weapon, David raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"By the way, how did you know I was an outsider?"
"Your trench coat is very nice.
But in Gotham, with its perpetual rain and puddles, only two types of people wear something like that."
Selina took off her glasses and gave her whip a flick. The black whip, like a spirit snake, crossed several meters in the blink of an eye, lashing towards David.
"One is someone like you who doesn't understand Gotham, and the other is someone who wears expensive, disposable fashion!"
"You're right."
Casually catching the attacking whip, David glanced at the hem of his trench coat, splashed with mud and water, then turned back with a smile.
"But why can't I be the latter?"
The young Catwoman ignored David's question. She tried to pull the whip back, intending to make David stumble, but the whip was held as if by a hydraulic press, unmoving. Even using both hands yielded no result, her feet slipping on the wet ground as she dug them in.
"Damn it, what did your parents feed you growing up!"
She felt like she was wrestling a bull, and it wasn't this difficult.
"Vegetables, apple pie, oatmeal?
And a glass of milk every now and then in the morning?"
Holding the whip with one hand, David gave a slight tug. Selina's light body flew several meters before crashing onto the ground on the other side, covered in mud and water, looking quite pathetic.
"You're lighter than I expected."
He turned around, looking at Selina sprawled on the ground in pain, and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"If I weren't light, how could I run fast?
You're quite the gentleman, country bumpkin."
Her voice seemed to tremble with pain. Selina got up, limping and clutching her waist, intentionally speaking sarcastically to complain, but in the next second, she suddenly pulled out a stun gun from her bag.
The high-pressure nitrogen in the magazine was rapidly released, and two electrodes in the gun barrel shot out in a surprise attack.
"Let's see if you can withstand this!"
Zzzzt!
With a jolt, the two electrodes struck David's chest, unleashing a high-voltage current strong enough to instantly incapacitate a three-hundred-pound strongman. He spasmed, convulsing as he collapsed to the ground, curled into a ball.
The outcome Selina had anticipated didn't occur, and the smug smile that had begun to form on her lips froze in place.
As if unaffected, David casually ripped the barbs from his clothes and walked towards her.
"What kind of monster are you?"
Seeing David completely unfazed, Selina grew flustered. Like a naughty kitten caught in the act, she tried to slip away, but the alley entrance was blocked.
"What do you want?"
With no escape, she pressed herself against the wall, backing away. She realized David wasn't just following her for stealing.
"Miss, I'm sure you wouldn't want the evidence of your theft to be found by the police, would you?"
David pulled out his phone and waved it.
...
"Be more specific."
In a temporary hotel apartment.
Selina, caught in a bind, wore a helpless expression.
The person before her was using the evidence of her theft to threaten her into gathering information for him. However, the nature of the information was vague.
"I need to know about all the major events happening in Gotham recently. Especially those related to the mob."
David emphasized.
Avery had come to Gotham. Based on what he said before leaving, his arrival wasn't merely to indulge in pleasure freely in a city with lax laws, relying on his abilities.
'Many numb people await conquest.' 'I will return and erase everything that makes me uncomfortable.'
This guy was quite ambitious.
A strange glint flashed in his eyes.
Unlike Clark, Avery's first instinct upon discovering a weakness in his abilities was to eliminate it. He had likely come to Gotham to recruit a group of people, then return to his hometown, unearth all the meteorites, and destroy them, ensuring nothing in the world could stop him afterward.
However, this world wasn't as simple as he thought.
"You know there are more gangs in Gotham than hotels that provide hot water, right?"
Selina, wondering where this guy came from and how he could withstand a taser, dejectedly fiddled with the discharged weapon and replied.
"Who are the most famous and biggest gang leaders in Gotham?"
David pondered. Given Avery's inflated ego after gaining his powers, he probably wouldn't look down on ordinary small-time gangsters.
"Black Mask, Roman Carmine Falcone, Penguin..."
Selina counted the notorious gang leaders in Gotham on her fingers.
"I want information on them, their recent activities, and to see if there's anything unusual."
"Are you serious?"
Hearing David's casual words, her finger-counting paused, and she looked up with slightly widened eyes. "Do you think of them as those little thugs from your small town who would wet their pants if the sheriff came to question them?"
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that each of these gang leaders could shake Gotham with a single footstep. They were all ferocious, ruthless, and monstrous individuals who devoured people without spitting out bones. Gotham's children would cry just hearing their names.
Offending the mayor would be preferable to offending them.
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