Chapter 107: Cat's Suicide

In the theater in Gotham Manor District, Schiller took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and clinked the glasses with Mrs. Leto in front of him. Schiller sighed: "There are not many such lively and solemn balls nowadays. "The dance parties in the city are really too noisy, and the loud speakers give me a headache."

Mrs. Leto stroked the white hair on her temples and said: "It was like this in our time. Girls and boys were often very shy, but no one dared to hold hands at such a dance. But you know, now that The young people were so crazy that once I went to the Jinbei Mansion in the city center, I was simply shocked. Rather than the clothes they were wearing, it was better to say that the curtains were tighter than that..."

Schiller laughed and said: "After all, it is developing too fast now, but this is also a good thing. The economy seems to be getting better recently."

Mrs. Leto agreed: "That's true. The rent of my two apartments on Fourth Avenue has increased by more than half. I don't know how those gangsters make money. I am still working with the gang on Elizabeth Street." Bull, let's talk about buying another apartment..."

"Madam, you are wise." A rich voice came from the side, and a man with a mustache came over. He touched the glasses of Schiller and Mrs. Leto lightly with his wine glass, and then said: "Hello everyone , this is my business card.”

Schiller took it and took a look and said, "Manager of Jinbei Company? Are you the real estate agent of the Falcone family?"

"Yes, I work for Godfather, but of course, our Jinbei 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 done some cooperation with Chicago, and the land there is about to be sold. I came here specially to attend this party to introduce the real estate in various eastern cities to you rich gentlemen and ladies."

Mrs. Leto was very interested. She said, "I heard that the scenery in Chicago is better than Gotham. What do you think about me buying a villa there?"

"Are you Mrs. Leto? 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 and unique on the entire East Coast. And You know, it's much safer there than Gotham or Chicago."

"Although I really like the tropical atmosphere of the Imperial City, there are too many casinos there and there are too many tourists from out of town. I always feel that living there will not be quiet." Mrs. Leto said with a frown.

"Then I would recommend Miami to you. This city is really good. Compared with the order of the Imperial City, it has more wild beauty. Of course, the gangs there are nothing compared to Gotham. With you With my husband’s skills, it would be good to buy a manor there.”

Mrs. Leto fanned the fan in her hand and said, "I was planning to discuss this matter with him. Although we have lived in Gotham for generations, the weather here is really terrible. If I could go there for a month or two, It’s not bad to go on vacation there. After all, we are older, and the air in Gotham is not good for prolonging life..."

Schiller said: "I heard that the mayor intends to work with Wayne Group to develop an urban air purification system and promote it nationwide, which can regulate the climate in local areas, but this may indeed take some time."

The Jinbei manager said: "That would be great. In fact, I don't understand. Gotham's physical location is obviously very good, but why are there so many rainy days? What if there are three or four months in a year?" On a sunny day, the beaches here will drive tourists from all over the east crazy.”

The manager is right. The quality of Gotham Beach is very good because it has hardly undergone any development. After all, no one will risk their lives to come here for vacation. Except for locals who use it occasionally, it can be said that the entire eastern city is protected. The best city beach ever.

The waiter came around again with a tray. Several people took some biscuits and drank and ate while chatting about the future development of Gotham. During the chat, Schiller noticed a black figure outside the theater door. His figure flashed for a moment, as if someone was staring at him.

The theater was brightly lit because of the dance, but it was dark over there in the manor. This old-fashioned manor had a small community and not many residents. Once a dance was held, almost everyone would be present, and their house would naturally be empty. On fire.

Unlike Bruce, who is busy with his internship, Catwoman's life has not been very good recently.

She is a thief, and her main source of income is stealing things. Of course, she is a relatively high-end thief, not a street pickpocket. What Catwoman steals are basically expensive jewelry from some jewelry stores, or from some collectors. A stamp album or something.

However, due to Gotham's reforms, the city's nights have become more and more lively. Jewelry stores, gold and silver jewelry stores, or watch repair shops on the main streets have basically begun to open at night, and shop assistants and security guards have also become Three shifts.

Catwoman steals things by sneaking in and adding skills. It's not like some thugs, who kill everyone and no one will notice my infiltration. Catwoman's petite size and strength don't support her taking this route.

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

In fact, it stands to reason that with Catwoman's skills, she would not starve to death if she did something else, but she was trained as a thief since she was a child. She can't do anything else, and she has never thought about doing anything else.

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What if she can't steal? She can only steal by force. Although she can occasionally succeed, it is too easy to be discovered, which increases 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.

However, 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 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, as if 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, it may be a sentiment of the architect, and this medieval sewage channel 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 has superb acrobatic skills and is very agile. When she got out of the bathroom, she landed without making any sound. What made her even more upset was that the bathroom door was also locked!

How afraid was this person of being robbed!

Fortunately, the owner of the manor might find that strange lock too troublesome. If he used it in a hurry, he might not be able to open it, so the lock on the bathroom door was a very ordinary iron padlock.

Catwoman could pry open this kind of lock. She fixed the lock in a few moves and then tiptoed to the table.

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

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But what puzzled her was that she had never seen such a pure diamond. Whether it was color or clarity, it was almost impeccable and looked almost perfect.

What puzzled Catwoman even more was that such a beautiful bottle actually contained a pool of dirty black water. No, it might not be accurate to say dirty water, but it was more like a sticky black mucus.

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I don’t know if it was 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 the bottle directly into the small bag on her waist.

Because the windows and doors were locked, Catwoman was worried that the owner of the manor would come back and she couldn’t run away. 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. It had 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 figure it out, but she only knew one thing, diamonds were the hardest gems in the world, so she could completely destroy the stopper with violence without hurting 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 buckle that was slightly loose, the entire stopper remained motionless.

Catwoman was so tired that she was gasping for breath. In a fit of anger, she didn't care anymore and just threw the bottle on the bedside table and went to bed. She planned to wait for a few days when the storm had died down and then go out to find a professional to help pry it open.