Becoming a Phantom Thief from the World of American Comics

At the door of the library, Dean looked at the darkening sky, turned his head, and asked Cassandra while gesturing.

"Gotham General Hospital is quite far from here. It must be very late when you come back. Are you okay?"

Cassandra shook her head slightly, and responded with a few gestures.

"It doesn't matter. I have been wandering for many years. Sometimes I don't sleep for several days in a row. Day and night are similar to me."

"Uh...sorry, I said unnecessary words."

Dean's expression froze.

"Also, you don't actually need to sign with me, Dean, I can understand what you want to express."

Then, Cassandra made another series of gestures to Dean.

"I know that you deliberately communicate with me in the same way, in order to prevent me from having negative emotions because I am different from ordinary people, and to make our relationship more cordial, I am very grateful for how you take care of me , but it doesn’t need to be like this, I’m already used to the differences in me from others.”

"Actually, Barbara used gestures to communicate with me like you at first, but she doesn't do that anymore."

Dean nodded knowingly. He was signing while talking just now. In fact, he himself felt that it was a bit awkward to do so.

After all, Dean seldom uses sign language to communicate with others. Speaking has formed an instinct, and it is impossible to change it temporarily, so it has evolved into a situation where he uses sign language and spoken language at the same time.

Since Cassandra said it was okay, and cited the living precedent of Barbara, Dean naturally followed suit and spoke normally without continuing to make gestures.

"Having said that, Cassandra's gestures just now, if I remember correctly, mean 'I can understand what you're saying'... Why is it watching, shouldn't it be listening?"

Dean thought strangely in his heart, but he didn't get too entangled in this little episode.

It must be that he made a mistake by gesturing too quickly in succession, just like a normal person will talk when he speaks in a hurry.

Dean and Cassandra walked in the direction of Gotham General Hospital, trying to hail a taxi on the way.

Although in Gotham, it's best not to get into any vehicle driven by a stranger, whether it's a bus or a taxi, especially at night.

But Dean just got his driver's license two months ago, and he hasn't bought a car yet. He lacks the means of transportation in daily life, and usually travels by taxi or by walking.

The distance between Gotham General Hospital and the Gotham City Library is not small. It takes at least an hour to walk there by walking on the avenue, and nearly three hours for a round trip. Of course, taking a taxi is the priority in this case.

In normal times, Dean would definitely not waste this money, just find a place where no one is around, put on his fake bat suit, and use the bat glider to fly around Gotham. Anyway, Batman doesn't At home, there is no fear at all.

Wearing this outfit, no one dares to approach them when walking in the alleys. Those bullying robbers, drug addicts, etc., let alone block the way, there are not a few who turn their heads and run away when they see Dean on the spot.

Batsuits are a must-have for late-night hangouts in Gotham.

But now that there is an extra dumb little sister by his side, Dean can no longer follow those crooked ways, he has to follow the high road.

As a result, I don't know if today is the collective holiday of the rough car company in Gotham. The two walked on the road for a long time, but they didn't even see a taxi.

If this goes on like this, it won’t work if you really walk over there, why don’t you let Cassandra go back first?

On the side of the road, Dean thought with his chin in one hand.

"Cassandra, why don't you..."

Before Dean finished speaking, Cassandra suddenly ran into an alley next to her.

"Hey! It's dangerous there, it's not a place for a little girl like you!"

Seeing Cassandra's movements, Dean hurriedly stopped and rushed over to drag Cassandra back.

"Um!"

However, when Dean grabbed Cassandra's shoulders with his hands, he was shocked to find that he couldn't pull Cassandra!

Even, Cassandra took Dean's body forward unconsciously!

He continued to pull Cassandra back forcefully as if in disbelief, but the latter remained motionless.

Not only that, but Cassandra was sprinting faster and faster, and Dean found himself unable to keep up!

"How can this little girl have such great strength? She can run so fast? I'm afraid no professional sprinter can do that?"

It was an unbelievable thought that fell into Dean's heart.

"Is she a superpower? A mutant? Or an alien?"

After rushing into the alley, Cassandra stopped in an instant, looking into the alley expressionlessly.

Not far away, a thin boy wearing glasses was sitting slumped on the ground with his back against the wall, surrounded by three muscular boys of the same age, with mocking contempt on his face expression.

These people are not very old, they look about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they should still be in college, and most of them are public universities in Gotham.

The biggest boy in the head stepped on the wall on the shoulder of the man with glasses, and said with an exaggerated expression

"McGee, you made a big mistake today, that is, you passed this alley, you know? This is our territory!"

Immediately afterwards, the two younger brothers at the side immediately said in unison: "Our territory!"

"Let me tell you, we don't collect garbage here, and you are not welcome! Yes, you are that insignificant little garbage!"

The big boy continued to insult the glasses boy Mackey.

"Garbage! Garbage!" The little brothers encouraged by the side.

The big man reached out and fumbled in the pockets of the man with glasses, and found twenty-one dollars in the end.

"You have so little money on you? Sure enough, garbage is garbage."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Dean's eyelids twitched wildly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

What is this? Gotham still has this kind of talent?

A look of displeasure appeared on the face of Cassandra next to her, as if she couldn't understand this kind of behavior of bullying the weak.

"Um?"

At this time, the three bullies discovered the arrival of two unexpected guests.

The big boy first looked at Dean and Cassandra carefully, and then a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said to the two arrogantly: "There are two more little trash."

"Listen up, you two little trash! This is the territory of our mask gang, and anyone who wants to pass here has to pay!"

As they said that, the three bullies all took out a strange skull mask, yellow, green and red. Not only was it not scary, but it also had an inexplicable sense of comedy.

In other words, their faces have been seen clearly, so what's the point of wearing masks now?

Dean didn't understand, but he was shocked.

A few seconds later, Dean's eyes became a little serious, because the three members of the "Masked Gang" took out their weapons.

Two baseball bats and a golf club.