Chapter 428: Mystery in the Metropolis (XII)

"So, you just hit him with your umbrella?"

Benjamin looked at Lionel's body. He could clearly see that there was a deep bruise on Lionel's jaw, which looked like it was caused by a beating, which was consistent with Schiller's description.

After blurting out the key points of the conversation with Lionel, Schiller briefly explained the communication process between him and Lionel. At the end, he said: "After knocking him down, I planned to leave directly, but before leaving, I saw that there seemed to be a shadow near the window..."

"Shadow?" Benjamin frowned and glanced at the people in the field, but to his surprise, Selena was the first to speak.

"I had my midnight snack and wanted to go out for a walk, but it was snowing outside and there were agents everywhere in the corridor, so I just jumped off the balcony."

Benjamin stared at Selena's beautiful face. There was no doubt that her facial features were delicate and she had a charm that made people unable to look away. But no matter how you look at it, Selena was more like a socialite who should appear on the dance floor, rather than a female agent who could jump up and down on the surface of the building.

Benjamin was about to refute her when he felt a cool breeze on his face. With a "whoosh", he turned around and saw a hairpin embedded in the brick seam of the wall behind him. Selena retracted her hand and raised her eyebrows. She said, "Don't ask me how I did it, just listen."

As Selena narrated, time slowly went back again, back to when Schiller knocked Lionel to the ground.

When Schiller turned and left, he glanced at the French window behind him and saw a looming black shadow.

Schiller left the reception room without stopping. After the door of the reception room was closed, a figure crept in from the window. It was Selina who was about to install a bug.

Coincidentally, Selina and Bruce's room was right above the reception room. For Selina, this was the easiest target location to reach.

Moreover, there were many advantages to choosing the reception room as the first target. For example, if someone saw it, she could say that she was invited here.

But what Selina didn't expect was that as soon as she came in, she saw someone lying on the ground, and the murderer looked like he had just left. Seeing that Lionel was still moving, Selina looked at him curiously.

At this moment, Lionel finally recovered. He covered his chin with a grin and tried to get up from the ground. Then he saw Selina looking at him curiously.

Lionel shook his head. The moment he saw Selina's face, he was a little dazed, and then he remembered that this seemed to be Bruce's female companion.

He thought of what Schiller said about Selina, and then he spent some time to connect her identity, appearance and comment together.

At this moment, Selina suddenly realized that she seemed to be doing something bad, and Lionel was one of the organizers of this banquet.

So she turned around and wanted to run, but before she turned around, she saw that Lionel had a gun in his hand. At the moment Lionel stood up, Selina rolled to the side, and with a "bang", the dull sound of a silencer pistol sounded. …

Lionel's suppressed emotions burst out in an instant. He kept shooting at Selina with a burst pistol, his eyes full of malice.

Lionel's shooting skills had not been specially trained, and his accuracy dropped rapidly as the target distance increased and his movement accelerated. There were only a few bullets in the pistol magazine. As he kept pulling the trigger as if to vent his emotions, the bullets were soon exhausted.

At this time, Selena stood up from behind the sofa, gathered her hair, put her hands on her hips, looked at Lionel and said, "We should have no grudges, right? I don't remember stealing anything from the Luther family."

Selena's tone was very light, because this was really a small scene for her.

At the beginning, when the four major gangs in the East District fought, and the rain of bullets and artillery shells were fired, it did not stop her from stealing things.

Falcone and the Twelve Families governed the North District like an iron barrel, but they did not stop her from coming and going like the wind. The amount of exercise just now was not even a prelude to warm-up for Selena.

But it was this attitude that completely angered Lionel. Originally, the image of Selena in his mind was just a useless socialite.

Lionel, who was rich enough to rival a country, had only ever seen these socialites trying to please him in every possible way. But now, Selena looked at him as if she was looking at a kid who went to a shooting camp and couldn't even hit the target.

Lionel had been stimulated too many times that night, and even the strongest psychological defenses collapsed.

He cursed loudly, using all the insulting words he could think of, and threw them at Selena.

If Selena was really a socialite, or the kind of rich ladies and wives that were common at dinner parties, they would definitely be so angry that their faces would turn red, and they would curse in a low voice with harmless words such as "hooligan", and then stamp their feet in anger until they turned around and ran away.

But Selena is not that kind of person. She grew up in the East Side and lived in rap concerts almost every day. When it comes to the vocabulary of swear words, Lionel, who grew up in a metropolitan city, can never be her opponent.

The first few words Lionel said were insults about Selena's appearance and figure. Selena didn't care at all, but then Lionel started to talk about her mother, and Selena immediately got angry.

She stood there, and a series of extremely fierce and insulting swear words came out of her mouth.

In the next two minutes, she didn't even need to stop for a breath. All kinds of insulting metaphors, English slang, and insulting jokes came out of her mouth. Three minutes after Lionel turned off the gun, Selena was still cursing.

Knowing that there were no bullets in Lionel's gun, Selena simply walked over from behind the sofa, came to Lionel, and cursed at him by pointing at his nose.

The rap skills she developed at the bottom of the East Side of Gotham are not to be underestimated. Selena spoke wittily for more than ten minutes before stopping.

She picked up a glass of wine from the table next to her, gulped it down, then wiped her mouth and said, "Thank you, old groundhog who is as stupid as Joe's underwear lace. I haven't been so happy for a long time since I moved into the damn Wayne Manor."...

Lionel's face turned red because he was holding it in. He had never heard so many dirty words in his life.

In the end, he couldn't help it anymore. He completely gave up all the disguised kindness and completely tore off the gentleman's mask. He stretched out his hands and rushed towards Selena like a zombie, waving his fists to hit her.

Selena bent down lightly to avoid his punch, then stood up, picked up a vase from the decorative table next to her and swung it hard. With a "bang", the vase hit Lionel's face directly, and he fell to the ground with blood splattering.

Selina put one hand on her waist, threw the mouth of the vase on the ground, spat at Lionel, and turned to walk towards the window.

Halfway through the walk, she seemed to remember something, ran back to Lionel, and stared at his chest for a while.

Selina was relieved to find that he was still breathing. If Bruce knew that she killed someone here, and killed the organizer of the banquet, he would definitely be very angry.

After confirming that Lionel was not dead, Selina left with peace of mind. The route she took back was the same as the route she took to get here, both from the outside of the building. When she returned to the balcony of the room, she suddenly heard a little noise in the room.

Selina hurriedly moved to the side and hid on the side of the balcony. At this time, she heard Benjamin's voice coming from the room.

"To sum up, Philby is likely to have handed the list to his former colleagues or students. What I said in the hall before is that the list is likely to appear on the East Coast. This is indeed true, but not specific..."

"According to our observation, it is very likely to be in Gotham."

The room was quiet for a while, and Bruce's answer came: "Really?... Then go check it out, why are you looking for me?"

Benjamin was silent. It was not easy to say what he was going to say next, but Bruce had no intention of joining in. Benjamin saw that Bruce was leaning against the head of the bed, looking decadent, as if he had just taken drugs.

Benjamin's eyes fell on the pile of wine bottles. He frowned, and then had to get straight to the point: "We need your help. Our agents have been to Gotham to investigate, but..."

Benjamin seemed to remember something, his face became very ugly, and when he looked at Bruce's appearance again, his attitude softened a little.

After all, compared with the reports of the agents who went to Gotham to investigate, Bruce was harmless.

Bruce snorted disdainfully, and said: "You can't handle Gotham at all, right? This is the foresight of the Wayne family's ancestors. You bunch of annoying agents... are like dog shit that can't be shaken off..."

Benjamin's face was a little ugly, but he still tried his best to be patient and explained to Bruce: "There is a high possibility that there is a Soviet agent of the same level as Kim Philby lurking in Gotham City. This is not good for the Wayne Group. Maybe he is planning to steal the secrets of your group..."

"Steal secrets?" Bruce snorted coldly, and said: "You are really just a stupid agent. With the size of the Wayne Group, there is no secret to steal..."...

"I can let you experience my life for a day, and you can visit any factory of the Wayne Group. You can also make public all the information you get. I don't care at all..."

"Mr. Wayne, I don't know why you have such a big malice towards agents, but I must emphasize to you the seriousness of this matter."

"Oh oh oh! It's the same again. Everyone tells me that this matter is serious and that matter is serious. Please, can't you relax a little? Look at what time it is now, it's already late at night!"

Bruce covered his eyes with his arms and said, "You locked me up here and asked me all kinds of questions. What's the difference between this and kidnapping? I don't want to hear this!"

At this time, the door was knocked, and Selina walked in at the right time. She saw Benjamin's figure, was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said very dissatisfiedly: "Honey, what's going on? How could there be outsiders in our room?"

Bruce quickly jumped up from the bed, hugged Selina's waist, and said: "There is no way, who let these fly-like agents always like to buzz outside?"

The two of them were already hugging each other, and Benjamin really couldn't stay any longer. He turned around with a dark face and walked out of the room.

"It seems that you didn't cause fatal harm to Mr. Luther."

In the reception room, Schiller looked into Selina's eyes. Selina lifted her hair and said, "I just want to show him some color, not to kill him."

Speaking, Schiller turned his head to Benjamin again and said:

"Officer, if you want to get some help from us, it's better to show some sincerity, isn't it?"