Chapter 1517 C: Twilight Event (Twenty-Three)

Chapter 1510 C Twilight Event (Twenty-three)

"... That's the thing. This time we have to unite to make up for our losses in the past period of time. I think the thieves in Gotham have never had such a large-scale collaborative activity. It should be quite interesting, isn't it?"

In front of the bar of the Golden Cup Bar, Catwoman slowly paced with a whip in her hand. At this time, the bar was full of people, and the gangsters who usually guarded against thieves sneaking in were guarding outside the door, telling all the guests who came here that the place had closed early.

Everything was because of Cobblepot sitting behind the bar, and the two gangsters from the Falcone family he brought with him.

After Catwoman finished speaking, Cobblepot stood up, walked to the bar, leaned on the counter, and said: "I know that many of you are dissatisfied with Gotham's massive construction and renovations everywhere. The projects of the Wayne Group in the East District are also annoying. Those security robots not only affect you, but also people from all walks of life in Gotham."

"But you also know that we can't just look at the benefits of the moment. I believe that many of you have already lived in the Wayne Group's house, or your children have already started to go to school in the nursery in the building."

Cobblepot's eyes swept around, and several people nodded gently. Most of the thieves who came here wore masks and were unwilling to show their real faces. This is actually their way of protecting themselves.

In Gotham's criminal industry chain, theft is undoubtedly the lowest level. Even Catwoman, the thief, is most famous for her beautiful appearance rather than her stealing skills. No one in this city looks down on thieves.

Most of the thieves in Gotham are not willing to be thieves. They also have a heart to strive for progress and strive for the top in the criminal industry. But then again, who would want to be a thief if they can occupy a place in the gang?

Although there are people like Catwoman who specialize in being a thief because they like certain types of things, stealing requires more agility and speed, and they must also strengthen their training in this aspect. This leads to a large gap between their defense and attack power. Most of the time, they can only swallow their anger when being bullied. Unfortunately, if they are caught, they will have no choice but to die.

It can be said that the thieves in Gotham are a class between gang thugs and ordinary lower-class people, which is half a level higher than the professions such as doormen, car washers, and small vendors who provide services to the gangs. They can barely be regarded as working for themselves and do not have to look at other people's faces.

But it is not easy to be a thief in Gotham. There are too many people who are unwilling to be a low-level role in the gang, but have no ability to climb up. Everyone thinks it is easier to steal things, which results in this industry being even more competitive than the gang thugs.

Gotham is a big city with a population of tens of millions. The public security situation is very bad, and the police station does not have so many police officers, so it can barely support these astonishing number of thieves. However, since the gang reform and urban transformation began, the internal competition in the thief industry has become more and more intense.

All the thieves who are now summoned to the Golden Cup Bar are the top figures in each region. It can be said that they are the kings of kings who have fought fiercely in the thief industry. If Batman had not used his tracking technology that surpassed the times, it would not be possible to gather so many people. This group of people has nothing else, but first-class running skills.

Among them are kleptomaniacs with amazing wisdom but twisted thoughts, thieves with first-class physical conditions and natural ghost hands, and "collectors" who are so knowledgeable that they can go directly to auction houses to identify various cultural relics and jewelry, but the biggest difference between these people and gangsters is that they live among civilians.

Without the intricate network of gangs, they naturally cannot live in the North District. Without legitimate jobs, they cannot explain where their money comes from and have to sell stolen goods frequently, so it is not easy to live in the South District and the West District, so most of them live in the East District.

They are also beneficiaries of the East District's transformation plan. Even if their income is not as good as before, they can't say anything.

Before Cobert summoned them here, most of them used the method of intercepting flow to save money, but many of them are no longer the original situation where one person feeds the whole family.

Once they move to a new home, the human instinct of courtship will come into play. If they find a partner and get married, they will have children. Once the child is born, the expenses will increase sharply and the income will decrease, which will inevitably make them overwhelmed.

So before Cobblepot could say anything, someone asked, "I heard that there are magicians and vampires coming? Well, I really don't care what they are, I just want to ask, can I take the things I stole?"

"Of course, but the premise is that you have to obey the arrangements."

The blond man who spoke sighed deeply and said, "I have been a thief for almost 20 years, and I have never heard of a thief who has to obey the arrangements."

"Of course you can work alone, but do you think you can rob so many people here?"

Cobblepot's words made many experts present hesitate. The top figures in an industry are bound to meet each other. Everyone knows each other's skills. Gotham's thief industry has been rolled up to the present, and everyone is a thief. No one is sure to grab the most theft opportunities at the first time.

Besides, what if someone tries to trip up the prey? Magicians and vampires are hard to deal with, and one mistake could lead to death. If everyone here has a little morality, they are not completely devoid of morality. If it becomes a competition of who is more ruthless and cruel, then why don’t they just fight the gangs?

A thin woman in the front row sighed and said, "It's also because the market is not good now. If everyone can eat their fill, they won't stare at this little bit of meat."

"You should also be able to imagine that the market will only get worse and worse in the future." Catwoman leaned against the bar and sighed, "The mayor is vigorously developing the tourism industry, and he will definitely suppress the phenomenon of theft. The gangs want to wash their whites and get ashore, and they won't have anything to do with us."

"All those who can leave have left." The blond man said again, "Several of our old friends have switched to setting up barbecue stalls."

"Who wants to be a thief when they can do business? Isn't this because they have no money?!" Another voice complained, "If I can do a big deal and get some start-up capital, I will set up a stall to sell snacks at the entrance of the fourth phase project. My neighbor made his fortune by selling this."

"I don't want to do it anymore. I'm old and physically exhausted. One day I can't run away." The thin woman sighed and said, "But my sister is very competitive. She wants to go to another city to study in college, and I have to give her money. I'm trying to raise money for tuition."

Hearing the sighs and complaints from the audience, Cobert clapped his hands and said, "I know everyone has difficulties, so I called you here. This time, there are a lot of fat sheep. Everyone should work hard and make a lot of money, right?"

Hearing Cobert say this, the voices from the audience became louder. It was the blond man who raised his hand and asked first, "Can you really make a lot of money? Are those magicians and vampires so rich? Do they bring money when they come here?"

"Old K, you are such a fool. Who goes out without money?"

"You are all wrong. What they have is definitely not money." A gentle-looking man wearing black-framed glasses pushed his glasses and said, "Vampires can live for a long time. They picked up something hundreds of years ago and put it in the present, which is an antique. Do I need to tell you what the value of antiques is?"

"Wow", the discussion below became heated. This time, Catwoman clapped her hands and said.

"Now you know why I gathered you together, right? Some of you are quick-witted, but you don't know what's valuable on them. Some of you know a lot about antiques, but you're not good at stealing from people."

"For example, although I know a lot about gems and can tell the quality of the gems on their clothes from a distance, I often go to museums and the villas of the rich, and I'm good at building infiltration and picking locks."

"Going to the streets to touch people's pockets was when I first started out. At that time, I was still a little girl and had forgotten all the skills. I can't just hang a hook on his head out of thin air, right?"

Everyone laughed, obviously remembering the most famous "lover's eye" gem theft case.

That was Catwoman's battle to fame. A stubborn gem collector from the Metropolis wanted to let his collection tour the East Coast. Everyone advised him not to come to Gotham, but he insisted on coming and hired more than 200 security guards to surround the museum.

As a result, Catwoman, the thief, directly hung a grappling hook and stole the most famous gem, the Lover's Eye, which made the gem collector furious.

Unexpectedly, when the exhibits left Gotham, the Lover's Eye returned with a note written by Catwoman - "Your taste is really bad. The gem is too ugly. I give it back to you."

From then on, this collector basically had nothing to do with the gem collection world. What value is there in the tour of gems that even thieves don't steal?

After successfully livening up the atmosphere at the scene, Catwoman hugged her arms and adjusted the mask on the side of her head with her hands. In fact, she was pressing the earphones in her ears. She said what Bruce told her.

"So, this time we must divide the work and cooperate, and use the different positions of different types of work to fully squeeze the value of these people, and then use their wealth to feed every class of Gotham's thief industry."

"Now that you have a sheltered house, a complete family, a child with high hopes, and a considerable fortune, you can go do something safer instead of sticking to the increasingly dim future of theft and torturing Gotham's tourism industry."

"I have an insider information to tell you." Cobblepot looked around and smiled.

"Gotham is about to hold a grand music festival. The rappers who have been popular on the East Coast recently will come. The tickets released on the website were snapped up in an instant. The scene will definitely be very hot at that time."

"Gotham has no experience in undertaking such a large-scale event. Organized commercial activities cannot meet the needs of a large number of tourists, and the rest naturally needs to be filled by individual operators."

"The processing plants under the Wayne Group and Falcone have already produced a batch of peripheral products for the most popular album "King of Gotham". If you have money, you can come to us to get the goods."

"When the time comes, you can block the entrance of the stadium or the periphery of Jintan Plaza to sell peripherals. Papers that cost three cents can be sold for five dollars and they will be snapped up like crazy. Isn't this much more profitable than you taking risks to steal money from gangsters?"

The atmosphere in the venue became more and more heated, and this group of top thieves in the industry began to whisper to each other, thinking about how to use this opportunity to make a fortune.

For a long time before, the thieves were in a state of despair. They knew that this would not work, but they didn't know how to solve it, and the Gotham police and government obviously couldn't catch all the thieves and beat them to death. That was not realistic.

But now they see another possibility, and in this possibility they see something extremely precious - hope.

Just like the people of the metropolis who are used to comfort will pursue excitement, the people of Gotham who have been living on the edge of a knife for many years sometimes dream of a peaceful and happy life.

When Catwoman walked out of the Golden Cup Bar, it was already dawn. She stretched out at the door, sighed comfortably, and then said to Bruce on the other end of the headset.

"For so many years, I always fall asleep under the shining luster of various precious gems. I think I am much happier than most people in Gotham. At least I still have some room to pursue what I like in a rotten city and a rotten job. Most people are not so lucky."

"I always said before that I don't understand what you are doing. You run to the slums to starve, then you want to build a building, and then you want to gather thieves to steal things."

"But now, I understand a little bit." Catwoman looked up at the occasional ray of light that came through the still gloomy clouds, and then said: "Although I didn't sleep all night, I had a good dream."

"I dreamed The gangs in this city stopped fighting and killing, and gave up ruling the city through violence and terror. I also dreamed that many people gave up being thieves, chose to make money in a way that did not hurt others, and lived a stable life. "

"I dreamed that my mother liked me, not the cat, I dreamed that the woman who taught me the stealing technique said that she liked me, not the things I stole, and I dreamed that everyone firmly chose me. "

"I also dreamed that one day those dark pasts finally went away, Gotham was really clear, and you stood at my door and asked me if I wanted to marry you."

"Will you agree?" Bruce's electric voice came from the headphones.

"Will Gotham really clear up?"

"Yes, one day it will."

"Then maybe... I will too."