novelraw Chapter 209 Espionage Operation (Catching Bugs)
Chapter 209 Espionage Operation (Catching Bugs)
In the middle of the night, the whole city began to fall asleep after a day of exhaustion and fatigue, but the underground world of Gotham ushered in a carnival.
Only some people on the "road" know that when you push away the facade of a dilapidated shop in a decaying street in the old city, you pass the signal with the big gun-armed bodyguards standing on both sides, and then bypass the winding and dark stairs, you will enter the whole brother One of Tan's most luxurious underground private clubs - "Cherry Castle".
Such a secretive way of hiding stems from the well-known products of the club - chicks/prostitutes and underage strippers.
This is the toothpick Ethan's favorite place, it seems that any troubles can be skipped by these coquettish/rogue/cheap/goods that are about to bloom but haven't bloomed yet.
Toothpick Ethan, as the name suggests, always likes to hold a toothpick in his mouth, and he is also the main supplier of "Cherry Castle", selling girls who go astray or are kidnapped in Central and Southern Europe in order to obtain a US visa They come to serve the rich and the gangsters.It's like taking your hobby as a job.
Toothpicks are anything but decorative—every mob has got to have a quirk, no? ——It is also the toothpick Ethan used to punish disobedient girls.These girls are commodities, and they must not leave any scars on their faces and bodies.So this thin toothpick can be used to poke their nails, making them obedient after extreme pain.
He's always considered himself superior to those nerds who offer "Indian" and "African" stuff. "Indian products" and "African products" are not fucking difficult at all to operate, and anyone can do it.
Toothpick Ethan squinted his eyes to appreciate the shining dancer who was dancing around a pole under the light in the center of the stage.
She has a few streaks of purple hair, and the purple and black hair color complements the bikini on her body.
And the special bikini on her body is even more dazzling than her slender waist-black leather base, the chest and the front of the underwear, decorated with metal texture bat decorations with purple fringes, which sometimes reflect light under the light.The garter belt that holds the black fishnet stockings is actually buttoned with a small metal sheet in the shape of a bat, which makes Ethan's blood boil.
This is the secret psychology of Gotham criminals: on the one hand, they are tortured by Batman; on the other hand, these bat-related decorations can secretly give them an inexplicable excitement in hidden places and moments .
Toothpick Ethan couldn't sit still, and called the female manager who was in charge of managing the girls. "How old is this girl?" He pointed to the center of the stage.
The female manager is probably in her early 30s. It is obviously inappropriate to describe her as charming, because her mature and charming beauty is at its peak.
As a former native girl/prostitute in Gotham, not only did she not feel miserable because of this job, but after years of hard work, she successfully became a leader in the underworld—of course, she stepped on the corpses of many competitors.
She raised her eyes to look at the little dancer in a bat bikini, a little strange.As she tried to remember, she made it up. "Claims to be 16 years old, pure European high-end goods."
Toothpick Ethan grinned, the toothpick in his mouth was shaking.This girl can't be 16, at most 15. "Which batch is she from? Why can't I remember. Do you remember?" He turned his head and asked his younger brothers.
The younger brothers looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Girls who have been trained/trained by me will of course be reborn, and it's normal not to be able to recognize them." The female manager said confidently, hiding her guilt—she actually didn't remember it at all.There are so many girls, and this club has only been open for a few months, how does she have time to tune in/teach them one by one?In fact, she doesn't even know exactly how many girls she has under her command now: these helpless little girls living in a foreign country are too easy to discipline-just kill them if they don't obey.She just sent someone to throw a corpse out yesterday, so the number of people will always fluctuate.
Names and origins are not important at all, whoever performs well will be allowed to play, and whoever has a chance to make money.This is a world of the weak and the strong, just like what she experienced back then.
"Let that girl jump on my lap." Toothpick Ethan leaned against the back of the sofa and said lazily, "I won't treat you and her badly today."
The female manager immediately stepped onto the stage and asked another girl to take over the performance. Then she took the purple-haired girl off stage and went to the VIP booth where Toothpick Ethan was.
The girl in the bat bikini was very proficient in her "business ability". Without using a toothpick, Ethan took the initiative to support a coffee table and climbed onto his thigh, twisting her thin waist and buttocks seductively.
Toothpick Ethan leaned against the back of the sofa, squinting his eyes and enjoying the service, thinking that he should definitely have a cigarette at this time.The younger brothers next to me also looked straight.
According to regulations, he is not allowed to touch the lap dance.He doesn't mean to mess with the rules of the market, but he's gotta fuck this bat chick tonight, let her wear this, and then he rips the bat logos apart...
"Wait, I seem to have heard some beeping sound just now?" Toothpick Ethan sat up a little bit, looking around suspiciously.
The girl on his lap had stopped dancing, and said coldly, "That means that the data in the phones on the table have been downloaded."*
Under the horrified gaze of Toothpick Ethan, the girl took off the metal bat decoration on her body and waved it out with her backhand - several helpers fell to the ground.
Toothpick Ethan almost swallowed the toothpick. It turns out that those bat logos... are all real bat darts? !The question is, when will you faint when you are touched by a bat dart?
He finally realized that he was about to reach out to draw the gun, but the girl moved much faster than him.After a light turn, she jumped to the top of the sofa back, and her two powerful thighs tightly locked the toothpick Ethan's neck.
"Don't you like lap dancing? Let you enjoy it all at once!" The girl in the bat bikini, the current Robin himself, pulled the trafficker's hair in her hand and whispered viciously.
In a few seconds, Toothpick Ethan fainted from lack of oxygen.
The screams had been heard one after another as early as Harry threw out the bat dart.Because the door was blasted open, smoke/fog/bombs rolled in, and the entire underground clubhouse was full of smoke, and no one could escape.
Bruce Wayne, aka Batman, landed miserably in smoke.Of course, because of the cover of the mask, no one can see that Batman is distressed.
He neatly dealt with several bodyguards who were about to rush towards Harry's booth, and at the same time threw the girl a coat and a protective mask.
Then, during the tense moment of dealing with the remaining bodyguards, he took the time to glance at the clubhouse system hacking progress displayed on the holographic screen on his arm.All records in this clubhouse tonight will be destroyed - the reason is very simple, if Damian sees it, he may fight his father desperately.
He wasn't happy to let Harley infiltrate this underground club as a spy. No one with a basic sense of morality would be happy to watch his 15-year-old daughter dance pole dance in disheveled clothes. He wanted to poke everyone in the room tonight. Scum eyes.
But he did fall into a bottleneck that was difficult to break through in tracking the branch of the new penguin gang.
A few years ago, Penguin was forced to kill his underage trafficking business under the blow of Batman.But the income in this industry is too lucrative, after all, he still couldn't resist the temptation of making a huge amount of money, and returned to his old profession.
He was pretty stealthy, but Bruce managed to force the connection from one of Toothpick Ethan's underlings, who died a few hours later.On the ground next to the corpse, there was a line written in the blood of Xiao Luo himself, "This life debt is on your head, Batman."
After that, he tried to apply for a bodyguard in disguise.It turned out that Penguin didn't recruit new people at all. All the operatives in this business line were transferred from other legitimate businesses, and they were all his cronies who had followed him for many years, even a small bodyguard.
To crack down on Penguin, a group leader with deep roots in Gotham, cunning and ruthless, tangible evidence is needed in order to destroy the entire system from the root in a targeted manner.
"I believe you have already thought of the easiest and fastest way, Uncle Bruce," Harry stood up in the Batcave, "I also understand why you don't want me to go, but we all want to save it quickly." Out of those girls."
He didn't know how Harley used a disguised identity in Poland. After pretending to be caught and transported to the United States, within a few days, she got into a position where she could perform on stage, and thus successfully came into contact with Tough Toothpick Ethan.And Bruce couldn't even dig out the location of this clubhouse at all before.
The new Robin has proved that she is completely capable of standing on her own. When Harley is 17 years old and can use magic freely, she will definitely be even better.
Today he downloaded enough information from Ethan's encrypted phone - including delivery and payment codes with Penguin, account transfer records in the Cayman Islands, etc.Harley also sneaked into the deepest office of the clubhouse, and used a hidden camera to take pictures of the accounting statements that were only kept on paper and the penguin's capital injection records.
He can use these to shake Penguin's criminal empire, if not uproot it, at least keep him from getting involved in underage trafficking again for a few years.
Under the premise that everyone has stolen money, even the senior officials of the Penguin faction in the Gotham Police Department can't cover up the crime for him.
The Batmobile drove smoothly on the scattered streets of Old Gotham City. Bruce looked at the girl who had gone to Poland for nearly ten days to carry out this mission. gone."
Harley was taking off her exaggerated eyelashes in front of the small mirror. Heavy makeup was considered a woman's natural disguise. With the deliberate disguise technique, Bruce could no longer recognize her original appearance.
She had taken off her black stiletto heels, which rested on her fishnet-clad legs; even with a coat on, a plethora of dancer-only glitter inevitably stuck to the Batmobile seat.
"Use this to greet me? Well, I miss you too, Uncle Bruce." Harry pouted.
"Don't worry, even if I want to do it in the future, I'm still too old. They want people under the age of 18. I don't have a few years left."
This sentence is not consoling at all.Bruce grunted, not wanting to argue with Harley while she was still wearing this... "clothes".
"I'm very grateful that you trusted me and really entrusted me with this task, Batman." After removing her eyelashes, Harry raised her head and said seriously to Bruce in the driver's seat.
Bruce sighed, turned his head, and answered seriously, "And you did a good job, Robin, and it was crisp."
After the serious you come and me, Bruce asked a question he had been wanting to ask just now. "When did you learn pole dancing?" The distressed old father was troubled by the fact that his youngest daughter failed in learning... Ah Fu doesn't know yet...
"Just watch a few videos on the Internet, as long as you have enough muscle strength." Harry shrugged, "It's much easier than fighting."
Comparing wrestling to pole dancing...well...
"At least you came back before your birthday. Have you thought about how to celebrate your birthday? If you want anything, just mention it." Bruce drove the Batmobile around a corner and asked seemingly unintentionally. This can be regarded as... collecting information for his son .
"I don't need anything, Uncle Bruce. Well, I might want to invite Sirius to dinner at the mansion... can I?"
"Of course." Bruce said helplessly.Now that the girl still asks such superfluous requests with sad and timid expressions from time to time, is it because he and Ah Fu haven't expressed their love for her clearly enough?
After returning to the Batcave, Harley stayed in the bathroom in the training room, saying that the glitter was too sticky and made her uncomfortable, and she didn't want to get it all over the mansion.
After taking a simple shower, Bruce changed his clothes and went to the kitchen to find Afu to inform Harley that he had returned home.Of course, Ah Fu probably already knew.
But unexpectedly saw the son at the dining table.
Damian also didn't go home for half a month because of the urgent mission on Titan, so he didn't know about Harley's espionage mission in Poland.
The son looked behind him with expectant eyes, obviously looking for Harry, which actually made Bruce... a little guilty.
Fortunately, Harley stayed in the Batcave to wash off the glitter.
"Where's Alfred?" Bruce asked as casually as possible.
"It should be in the study... where is Harry?"
"...I'll be up in a while."
Damian nodded, fingers unconsciously stroking the coffee cup.
"I have decided to take your advice, father, and it is very good advice."
"What advice?" Bruce raised an eyebrow.
"Advice to learn from common people's dating procedures," Damian said seriously. "I'm going to throw Halle a birthday party like the lavish party you throw for your girlfriends as Bruce .The girls will obviously be happy about it, right?"
The author has something to say:
*Still didn’t write about the birthday party_(:з」∠)_Sadness... Hamei’s espionage alone can’t stop writing...
*The technique of downloading data here refers to the technique used by Master BVS when he stole Luthor's subordinates in the underground fighting arena.In the movie, the master put the mobile phone-shaped device on the same table as the man's mobile phone, and it was completed in a short while...