Chapter 108 The Cat's Death

In the theater in Gotham Manor, Schiller took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and clinked glasses with Mrs. Leto in front of him. Schiller sighed: "There are not many lively and solemn dances like this now. Those in the city are too noisy. The sound system gives me a headache." Mrs. Leto stroked her white hair and said: "It was like this in our time. Girls and boys were often shy, but no one dared to hold hands at such a dance. But you know, the young people nowadays are too crazy. Once I went to the Jinbei Mansion in the city center, and I was stunned. It's not so much that they are What you wear is called clothes. It is better to say that curtains are tighter than that..."

Schiller laughed and said, "After all, the current development is too fast, but this is also a good thing. The recent economy seems to be much better."

Mrs. Leto agreed and said, "That's true. The rent of my two apartments on Fourth Avenue has increased by more than half. I don't know how those gangs make money. I am still talking to the bull on Elizabeth Street about buying another apartment..."

"Madam, you are wise." A deep voice came from the side, and a man with a mustache came over. He gently touched Schiller and Leto with his wine glass. Mrs. Leto took the cup and said, "Hello, this is my business card."

Schiller took it and looked at it, and said, "Manager of Golden Cup Company? Are you the real estate agent of the Falcone family?"

"Yes, I work for the Godfather, but of course, our Golden Cup Company is also a legal company independent of the Falcone family, and has real estate business throughout the East Coast."

"As you know, we have recently cooperated with Chicago, and the land there is about to be hyped up. I came to this party specifically to introduce the real estate in various eastern cities to you wealthy gentlemen and ladies."

Mrs. Leto She said with great interest, "I heard that the scenery in Chicago is better than Gotham. What do you think of me buying a villa there?"

"You are Mrs. Leto, right? You really asked the right person. Chicago is indeed good, but when it comes to retirement villas, I still recommend Imperial City. The scenery there is so beautiful, it is unique in the entire East Coast, and you know, it is much safer than Gotham or Chicago."

"Although I like the tropical style of Imperial City, there are too many casinos and too many tourists from other places. I always feel that living there will not be quiet." Mrs. Leto frowned and said.

"Then I would like to recommend Miami to you. This city is really good. Compared with the orderly Imperial City, it has a more wild beauty. Of course, the gangs there are nothing compared to Gotham. With your husband's ability, it should be a good idea to buy a manor there."

Mrs. Leto fanned the fan in her hand and said, "I was planning to discuss this with him. Although we have lived in Gotham for generations, the weather here is really terrible. It would be nice to go there for a vacation for one or two months. After all, we are old, and the air in Gotham is not good for prolonging life..."

Schiller said, "I heard that the mayor intends to develop urban air purifiers with the Wayne Group The Jinbei manager said, "If that's the case, it would be great. In fact, I don't understand why there are so many rainy days in Gotham, which is in a good location. If there are three or four sunny days in a year, the beach here will definitely make tourists from all over the east crazy." The manager was right. The quality of Gotham Beach is very good, because it has hardly been developed. After all, no one will come here to vacation desperately. Except for the occasional use by locals, it can be said to be the best protected urban beach in the entire eastern city. The waiter came over with a tray and walked around again. Several people took some biscuits, drank and ate, and talked about the future development of Gotham. In the interval of chatting, Schiller found a black figure flashing outside the theater door, as if someone was staring at him. The theater was brightly lit because of the ball, but the manor was dark. This old-fashioned manor community is not large and there are not many residents. Once a ball is held, basically all the members are present, and their houses are naturally empty. Unlike Bruce who is busy with internship, Catwoman has not been doing well recently.

She is a thief, and her main source of income is stealing. Of course, she is a high-end thief, not a street pickpocket. Catwoman steals expensive jewelry from jewelry stores or stamp albums from collectors.

However, due to the reform of Gotham, the night of this city has become more and more lively. Jewelry stores, gold and silver jewelry stores or watch repair shops on the main streets have basically started to open at night, and the clerks and security guards have also changed to three shifts.

Catwoman steals things by sneaking in and skills, not like some hit men, who kill everyone so that no one will notice my sneaking in. Catwoman's petite body and strength do not support her to take this route.

The three shifts of clerks and security guards also gave her a headache. Even if she could find a way to lure one or two of them away, the noisy streets and bustling alleys made her theft very easy to be discovered.

In fact, it stands to reason that Catwoman, with her skills, would not starve to death if she did something else, but she was trained as a thief since she was a child. She couldn't do it, and she didn't want to do anything else.

What if she couldn't steal? She could only steal with her head held high. Although she could succeed occasionally, it was too easy to be discovered, which increased her enemies.

As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. One day, Catwoman's theft failed again.

But this time, she offended someone she shouldn't have offended. The place where she stole this time was called Jinbei Jewelry Store, which was an industry under Falcone.

The Falcone family is not like those other small fish and shrimps. The security guards in the store are professionally trained and have sufficient manpower. There are no blind spots in the store. Catwoman was discovered as soon as she started.

Unlike other jewelry stores, the people under Falcone have the courage and ability to hunt down anyone in Gotham. The majesty of the Godfather cannot be tarnished. Catwoman was almost caught and was directly wanted.

All the twelve families sent people to chase her. On this day, Catwoman was chased up and down again. As a last resort, she began to run to the edge of the city.

The killer behind her was obviously professionally trained and chased her very closely. Catwoman had no choice but to rob a car and drive out of the East District and run to the West District. Thanks to Gotham's traffic control, there was no traffic jam or car accident. She ran smoothly to the vicinity of the manor area.

Entering the manor area, Catwoman was a little scared, because the English manor here looked very gloomy and terrifying under the night, which is why she rarely came here even though there were many rich people here.

But there was no way, the enemy was chasing behind her, and Catwoman moved forward cautiously in the manor area. The deeper she went, the more uncertain she felt, because for some reason, it seemed that everyone here had disappeared.

Catwoman continued to run forward with courage, and then she found a faint light coming out of a window in one of the manors.

Catwoman, who was almost scared to death by the terrifying atmosphere here, didn't think too much and ran directly to the place with light.

After entering, she found traces of people living here, which made her feel a little relieved.

Feeling that she seemed to have escaped the pursuers, Catwoman became bolder. She tiptoed to the bottom of the wall of the building, then stretched out the grappling hook to grab the roof, and with a few light jumps, she came to the window sill with light.

She stuck to the wall and looked inside, and found that there was no one inside. It seemed that the owner forgot to turn off the lights before leaving.

There was a solid wood desk next to the balcony, on which were a lot of messy information, and many big books that gave Catwoman a headache at a glance. The owner of the manor seemed to be a scholar.

But soon, something attracted Catwoman's attention, which was a bottle placed in the corner of the desk.

The bottle was not big, and it seemed to contain some black dirty water, but the material of the bottle itself made Catwoman's heart beat fast.

It was diamond! A whole bottle!

The whole bottle was made of diamond!!!

Catwoman knew that she was definitely not wrong. She had been a thief for so many years and had seen thousands of jewels.

The bright light under the light almost dazzled Catwoman's eyes, and she was fascinated in an instant.

Even though she had seen all kinds of beautiful jewels, she had never seen such pure diamonds.

Then she began to grit her teeth again. What was the owner of this manor thinking? ? Why hollow out such a beautiful piece of diamond to make a bottle? ? How nice it would be if it was solid? ? ?

But no matter what, Catwoman's heart as a jewel thief was ready to move.

The window was locked, and it seemed that a lock that Catwoman could not understand or pry open was used, but this jewel thief who had been dominating Gotham for many years was not given for nothing.

Seeing that the window could not be opened, she climbed down the balcony and tried every window. Then she found that the owner of the manor was extremely cautious. All the windows were locked with strange locks, even the small windows in the attic.

But hard work pays off. The old-style English manor has a special structure. In medieval English manors, a secret door was left at the sewer outlet of the toilet for servants to clean up the accumulated dirt.

Although this manor built here no longer has this function at the time of construction, because it uses a modern drainage system, this medieval sewage channel may be a sentiment of the architect, and it has been preserved.

Catwoman is petite and can just crawl into the bathroom through this secret door. She thought, fortunately no one has ever used this channel, otherwise she would never get in from here.

Catwoman is a skilled acrobat. She landed without making any sound when she got out of the bathroom. What made her even more upset was that the bathroom door was locked!

How afraid was this person of being robbed?

Fortunately, the owner of the manor may find that strange lock too troublesome. If he needs to use it urgently, he may not be able to open it. Therefore, the lock of the bathroom door is a very ordinary iron padlock.

Catwoman can pry open this kind of lock. She fixed the lock in two or three moves, and then tiptoed to the side of the table.

She picked up the diamond bottle happily and put it under the light to admire it carefully. Now she is sure that this must be a diamond.

But what confuses her is that she has never seen such a pure diamond. Whether it is color or clarity, it is almost impeccable and looks almost perfect.

What makes Catwoman even more confused is that such a beautiful bottle actually contains a pool of black dirty water. No, it may not be accurate to say dirty water. It is more like a sticky black mucus.

I don’t know if it’s Catwoman’s illusion. She felt that the mucus moved a little, but she was dazzled by the diamond bottle and wanted to put such a beautiful diamond into her collection cabinet immediately.

So she didn't care what was in the bottle and stuffed it directly into the small bag on her waist.

Since the windows and doors were locked, Catwoman was worried that she would not be able to escape when the owner of the manor came back. Besides, it was enough to get such a beautiful diamond tonight.

Catwoman left along the route she came from, and even before leaving, she did not forget to use a special method to hang the padlock outside the bathroom door and lock the door again.

Catwoman returned to her home, took out the bottle, looked at it from left to right, and liked it more and more. However, the more she looked at it, the more the black mud in the bottle was annoying. What kind of psychopath would use such a beautiful bottle to hold a pool of sticky black mucus?

Catwoman wanted to pour out the contents, but the sealing method of this bottle was very special. Its stopper was not a common wooden stopper. There was a series of complex buckles on it, and it seemed to have a micro lock.

Catwoman had never seen the technology of this thing, and she couldn't understand it, but she only knew one thing, diamond is the hardest gem in the world, so she could use violence to destroy the stopper without damaging the beautiful bottle.

So she took a crowbar, a file and pliers, and knocked and smashed the mechanism on it. After working for a long time, except for a slightly loose buckle, the whole stopper was motionless.

Catwoman was so tired that she was panting. In a fit of anger, she didn't care. She threw the bottle on the bedside table and went to sleep. She planned to go out and find a professional to help pry it open after a few days when the storm died down.