Phantom Thief Kidd in the Comic World

(In other words, do you prefer the mode of one chapter with four thousand words and one update or the mode of one chapter with two thousand words and two updates)

Time flashes back to McGison and Pamela's actions.

After walking from the vicinity of Gotham Middle School to the Diosburg area, the number of scattered thugs decreased significantly, while the number of groups of patrollers increased a lot.

In a dark alley, two people and one dog stared at the manhole cover in front of them and looked at each other.

"Maggie..."

"Shh!"

As soon as Pamela opened her mouth, she was interrupted by McGison.

"Lupine, do we really want to go down from here?"

"Yeah, we have no other choice other than that."

McGison nodded.

Underground in the Diosborg area is obviously either a sewer or a subway station.

The subway station has obvious targets and is very unsafe due to its limited area.

On the contrary, the sewers extend in all directions and can be connected to any corner of Gotham. The routes below are complicated, so there is no need to worry about being found easily.

If little James didn't lie, then the person who disclosed the information to the higher-ups must have been hiding in the sewers.

"Then let's go straight down."

Pamela shook her lips. She didn't like the dirty and damp environment of the sewer.

It would remind her of the days when she lived in the East End and was scared every day.

Moreover, the sewer environment is not suitable for the growth of most plants, so it is normal for Poison Ivy to feel repelled.

But since Magison said she had to go down, Pamela could only suppress the discomfort in her heart.

I saw Pamela lifting the manhole cover and preparing to jump down.

"Wait, don't worry!"

McGison quickly grabbed her arm.

Pamela turned her head in confusion.

"The way you look now is not suitable for meeting outsiders."

McGison said seriously.

"Although your skin color will turn green and your face will change slightly when you use your ability, it is still very easy to distinguish your original face."

"Before, you could kill the thugs who saw you, but now you have no reason to kill the people we want to see, which means your identity will be exposed."

"If this happens, you won't be able to live a normal life in the future."

Hearing this, Pamela suddenly realized that she was indeed too reckless, not even realizing such a simple question.

"Then I'll find a mask to cover my face first."

Pamela remembered that she passed a mask shop when she was walking over. She just went to pick one up.

"Have you forgotten what I'm best at?"

Magison laughed dumbly and said, Pamela really lost most of her judgment in a hurry.

In this way, 80% of people will not be able to be environmental defenders.

Pamela looked at McGison with a dumb look on her face, not knowing what he was referring to.

"Come on, Pamela, come closer."

Magison extended his hand to Pamela and invited her.

"Ah? What! This..."

Happiness came so suddenly that Pamela suddenly had two flashes of red on her cheeks.

"Come here you go!"

Seeing that Pamela started to act like a nymphomaniac again, McGison wondered if he had made a mistake again.

Magison pulled Pamela over and threw herself into his arms under the influence of inertia.

Although it is still open to question whether it is because of inertia...

However, McGison had no trouble in his heart. He put his hands on Pamela's shoulders and turned them gently.

In the blink of an eye, all Pamela's clothes disappeared and she was replaced by a new set of clothes.

A black tight leather jacket.

Not only that, even his face has changed into a different look.

Only her long red hair remained the same.

At this time, Pamela remembered that Kaito Kidd could not only disguise himself, but also help others disguise themselves.

"From now on, your name is...Fujiko Mine."

After the disguise was completed, the two men and the dog entered the sewer through the open manhole cover.

Gotham City's sewers are nearly a century old, and the smell of rotten water pipes combined with sewage is extremely pungent.

It’s hard to imagine how the homeless people who live here survive.

The sewer is very large. The channel is five meters high and seven meters wide. The water channel in the middle is four meters wide, and a 1.5-meter-wide aisle is reserved on both sides.

These aisles are used for maintenance personnel to pass through.

Generally, city sewers do not have special aisles, except in some special areas.

Gotham was originally like this.

However, thanks to the sponsorship of Wayne Enterprises, Gotham's sewers have undergone major changes.

It was thanks to Wayne that McGison and the others were able to walk down the aisle without running into sewage.

Two hours later...

"Lupine, how long do we have to search down here?"

Pamela, now Fujiko Mine, asked McGison while holding back the stench of the sewer.

They have been searching in the sewers for a long time.

However, not even half of the people were seen.

"Ah la la, Fujiko, as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Maybe it's not that we haven't found us, but that they have already discovered us. They just don't want to be found before confirming that we are trustworthy."

McGison said mysteriously.

"Are you saying that there are surveillance equipment here and our actions have been exposed a long time ago?"

Pamela was shocked and quickly raised her head and looked around.

"It's impossible. The electromagnetic signals in the sewers will be severely interfered. Most electronic devices cannot be used here."

"The only reason I thought we'd been discovered was because it was so quiet."

McGison waved his hand.

"Too quiet?"

Pamela asked, tilting her head.

Charlie barked in agreement.

"Yes, Gotham's sewers have always been a habitat for homeless people. Even if Diosberg is not as serious as the East District, the number of homeless people is definitely inevitable."

"But we've been walking around here for so long and haven't even met a homeless person. Isn't it strange?"

"It's impossible. Bain would also clear out all the homeless people in the sewers. It doesn't make sense."

"The only possibility is that another group of people cleared this place."

Magison suddenly turned around and looked at the corner 20 meters behind him, showing a smile.

"I'm right, Officer Blake."

"There's someone over there!"

Pamela's eyes narrowed and she immediately took a defensive stance.

"Who are you? Bane, Penguin, or Black Mask's men?"

I saw a young policeman wearing a GCPD uniform walking out from around the corner, holding a pistol in his hand and aiming it at McGison and others.

It was a familiar face he had not seen for a long time, GCPD trainee police officer John Blake.

As expected, it was them, McGison was convinced. Ever since James talked about going underground, he had guessed that these people should be survivors of the GCPD.

"No, we are from the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. You can call me Lupine, and this is Fujiko Mine."

Magison calmly took out an ID from his arms and gestured twice to Blake.

When Pamela saw this, she also took out her ID.

"I've never heard of this department."

Blake was unmoved. The name SHIELD didn't seem to work.

"We are a secret department directly under the orders of the World Security Council. It's normal if you haven't heard of it. Take us to see Jim Gordon and everything will be clear."

McGison suggested.