Phantom Thief Kidd in the Comic World

"You're finally here, Agent Bob. It seems that people in the CIA still have a sense of time."

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he received a cold look from Starling.

Faced with the malicious intent from the FBI, Bob, a CIA ace agent, was not polite, and his words were also thorny.

"No matter what task you perform, time is the most important factor. If you come early or come late, bad things may happen."

While the two were playing aggressive games against each other, Gordon took the opportunity to look at the two of them carefully.

Bob is the ace of the CIA. He has carried out countless high-risk missions and has never failed. His skills are absolutely top-notch, and he seems to have a good temper. Although he and Starling are exchanging sarcasm and innuendo, the expression on his face is... Is quite amiable and amiable.

As for appearance features, Bob has a relatively ordinary appearance and is not too tall at only 173cm. The most striking feature is probably the big nose under his eyes.

Overall, Gordon's impression of Bob is not bad.

As for Starling, she is much younger than Bob. Although she is not yet an ace agent in the FBI, her reputation is not small at all. She is the most well-known agent in the FBI.

Of course, her ability is outstanding enough, otherwise she would not be allowed to assist Gotham in strengthening protection work. The reason why her position is not high is due to reasons other than ability.

Gordon could tell that although the two men were harsh on words, they actually had no real ill intentions towards each other. It was more like they were engaging in the usual 'friendly communication' mode between the FBI and the CIA.

"Agent Bob, I heard that you have been thinking of retiring for a long time. Why are you still working in the Intelligence Bureau now? Is it possible that the CIA has no one else who can do it except you, so your director is unwilling to let you retire? "

Starling said with a friendly smile.

"In fact, this is the last mission I will ever fly because my retirement application was approved."

Bob smiled the same smile.

"After retirement, I plan to run a pen store, and I have already found the location of the store."

"However, compared to the CIA, it seems that no one in the FBI can take it out. To protect Her Majesty Elizabeth, you should send out your strongest personnel."

"Ha, you are right, but I am confident enough to be promoted to this task than others."

Starling's eyes showed fighting spirit.

"But I heard that you haven't caught the criminal who was the instigator of the case that made you famous."

"Hannibal is not an ordinary criminal. I will find him sooner or later. I firmly believe that I am the only one in the world who can catch him."

Starling didn't pay attention to Bob's words, but was categorical.

"Ha, I guess so, Ms. Starling."

"There are not many people in the world who dare to commit murder in front of the queen of a country, so this mission should not be as difficult as we imagined."

Quite haphazardly, the tit-for-tat aura between the two dissipated, and they actually began to communicate relatively normally.

"I'd like to wish Bob a happy retirement in advance."

Starling smiled.

"Well, you two, the chat is over and let's get to work." Gordon stepped forward at the right time and interrupted the two of them.

Here, the GCPD teamed up with Bob and Starling to arrange various arrangements, consider any possible situations and provide response plans.

During the discussion, Starling's ability really came through, and Gordon was deeply impressed by her calmness and wit.

Bob didn't think as widely as Starling, but he could always find out and fill in the gaps.

On the other side, in London, Country Y, Queen Elizabeth was about to board a plane, accompanied by a team of well-trained bodyguards, all agents from MI7.

However, Her Majesty herself does not seem to be satisfied with these bodyguards.

"Pamela."

Queen Elizabeth's plain voice came out.

Immediately, a middle-aged woman appeared in front of the Queen and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I am here. What instructions do you have?"

"You are the head of MI7. This time I go to Gotham, and you will arrange the protection personnel during the trip, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, those present are the most elite agents of MI7. They must be able to protect Your Majesty."

"Ha~" Queen Elizabeth smiled softly, "The most elite? Not necessarily."

"Johnny English, why don't I seem to see him here?"

Pamela was shocked when she heard the name. She gritted her teeth and said, "Johnny is not capable enough to take on this important task. In fact, he should be the most unreliable agent in Branch 7."

"Your Majesty's safety is of utmost importance, how can you let him..."

"That's enough! Pamela!"

Queen Elizabeth snapped.

"I don't want to pay attention to your dislike of your subordinates. I only know that Agent Ingrid made great achievements in Asia not long ago, and in that operation, the 'elite' you mentioned seemed to have done nothing..."

"I have decided to let Ingrid be the leader of my guard for this expedition. Do you have any opinions?"

Facing the Queen's gaze, Pamela broke into a cold sweat and could only nod her head and said: "Your Majesty, I have no objection."

Pamela winked at the assistant on the side, and the assistant quickly left to look for Ingrid.

Not long after, a middle-aged agent who looked naive but seemed very enthusiastic appeared in front of the queen.

"With me here, there will be no accidents on this journey. I promise you, Your Majesty!"

He patted his chest and said, his face full of excitement.

This look really didn't match the calmness of the agent, but the queen was not disappointed. On the contrary, she liked this energetic feeling.

It made her feel decades younger.

Queen Elizabeth set off, aiming for the world-famous city of Gotham, which is simple and honest.

At the same time, just as the queen's royal plane took off, somewhere in London.

An inconspicuous suit shop with a sign saying "Royal Gentleman" on it.

It was late at night in London now, and usually all suit shops would have closed at this time.

Only this "Royal Gentleman" was still brightly lit.

What's even more strange is that early the next morning, this suit shop hung a sign to suspend business, which lasted for several days...

Maggieson is a little entangled now. He doesn't know if the choice he made is correct.

But in the end he chose to do so.

He decided to return the golden green cat's eye to its owner before sending the third notice letter.

Oh, of course it wasn't Daggett. This man had a long history of bad deeds. Although he couldn't be called a wicked man, he definitely harmed countless people.

Later, he even overestimated his own abilities and cooperated with Bain. In the end, he died at the hands of Bain. It was really a pity that he died.

For stealing Daggett's things, Maggieson would not feel any guilt at all.

But not long ago, a new piece of news made him change his mind.

It turned out that this golden green cat's eye belonged to a mine owner, who later became disgraced and lost all his assets due to a serious mine collapse accident.

But it was also because of that accident that this rare cat's eye stone was able to see the light of day again.

Of course, the mine owner was unwilling to lose everything. He took the gem to auction, and it eventually fell into Daggett's hands.

The auction amount was 20 million US dollars, which can be called a sky-high price.

Originally, it was thought that the mine owner could use the money to make a comeback or retire directly, but the matter was far from over...