Becoming a Phantom Thief from the World of American Comics

Chapter 18 What are you doing~~~ hey~ yo~ (Please collect! Please follow up!)

Before poor Tom could react, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

Dean quickly carried the fainted Tom on his shoulders, then took out the hook gun and fired it towards the top floor of the hotel, taking Tom up to the rooftop together.

When he visited the hotel before, Dean found that the roof of the hotel was bare, and there were no stairs or elevators to enter the hotel.

Although there is a ventilation duct that can reach the presidential suite on the 25th floor, there is only one exclusive elevator in the presidential suite that can go directly to the first floor, and a special elevator card is required to activate it.

So Dean couldn't use the ventilation duct to sneak into the auction.

For Dean, though, the rooftops still have advantages they can take advantage of.

That is, basically no other people will come here, and he can safely place the unconscious Tom on the rooftop.

"You'd better get some sleep."

Dean asked Tom to lie flat in the center of the roof, then took a small sleeping pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth for him to swallow.

The sleeping pills are specially made, they will melt quickly when they are contained in the mouth, and the effect of the medicine is not so strong. After sleeping for five or six hours, I will almost wake up.

Then, Dean took off Tom's coat and trousers and changed them for himself, and then took out the face mask that he made a few days ago and put it on.

During this period of time, Dean often came here to investigate, paying special attention to the situation in the back kitchen.

Then he found that almost every time the person who came out to take out the garbage was Tom. Considering the latter's age, it was not difficult to deduce that this was an intern who had just joined the job for two and a half months, doing all odd jobs.

So Dean made Tom's mask early on, which happened to come in handy.

But even if it wasn't Tom who came out to take out the trash, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Dean always has two or three faceless semi-finished masks on his body, which can temporarily make anyone's face, just to deal with this situation.

"Ahem——I really need to take a good rest...I really need to take a good rest, perfect!"

After changing the clothes and putting on the mask, and confirming that his appearance was exactly the same as Tom's, Dean coughed twice and cleared his throat.

He uttered two sentences in succession that Tom had just said, his voice changed rapidly, and in just two sentences, the timbre was so close that the human ear could not distinguish it.

Back on the ground again, Dean used Tom's employee card, opened the back door of the hotel and walked in, holding the trash can that Tom took out in his hand.

——

Gotham International Hotel, at the entrance.

A pitch-black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove over and stopped in front of the rolled out red carpet.

Dick Grayson and Alfred, who were wearing luxurious dresses, got out of the back seat and the driver's seat respectively.

The hotel parking attendant immediately came over, replaced Alfred in the driver's seat, and drove the car to the parking lot.

At the same time, the welcoming waiter also came to the two of them, and after inspecting the invitation card, he respectfully saluted: "Dear Mr. Grayson, and Mr. Pennyworth, welcome to the auction."

"plz follow me."

Led by the welcome waiter, Dick and Alfred entered the hotel lobby together.

Then they saw a whole row of solemn and solemn GCPD police officers, conducting security checks on every guest entering the hotel.

The person leading the team was nearly fifty years old, with a big belly and a greasy cowboy hat. It was Gordon's deputy Harvey Bullock.

"Officer Bullock, who are you?"

Alfred went up with Dick to inquire.

"Oh, Mr. Pennyworth, and Little Grayson, you guys are here, does that mean that Mr. Wayne is also here to participate in the auction?"

After seeing Alfred and the two of them, Bullock said very familiarly.

He also patted Dick on the shoulder, "I haven't seen you for two years. I didn't expect you to grow so tall. How are you doing in that big house in Wayne? How is Mr. Wayne treating you? "

Dick's parents used to work in the most famous circus in Gotham, performing all kinds of difficult aerial acrobatics, known as the flying Grayson family.

Later, during a performance, the Graysons were murdered and died on stage when Dick was eight or nine years old.

Bruce Wayne happened to be watching a circus performance with a certain girlfriend that day, and Bruce decided to adopt Dick on the spot, so that Dick would not become an orphan.

At that time, Gordon and Bullock were in charge of the case, and they were very familiar with each other.

"Thank you for your concern, Officer Bullock. I am doing well. Both Alfred and Bruce regard me as a real family and have no reservations about me."

Dick said with a smile.

"That's good."

Brock nodded in relief.

"Mr. Wayne has something to do tonight, so I am the only one who will accompany Master Richard."

After the two exchanged a few words of greeting, Alfred opened his mouth to explain.

"Probably busy with some big beauty to live a two-person world."

Brock snorted.

"There are so many policemen in the hotel, are they because of the phantom thief Kidd that was mentioned in the news?"

Alfred looked at the entire row of police officers next to him, and asked knowingly.

"Well, as far as we know, Kaitou Kidd is suspected to have a superb disguise technique, or a transformation ability similar to that of a clay face, so anyone you see may be Kaitou Kidd, so in addition to checking the invitation, enter the hotel An additional check has to be done."

While talking, Bullock stretched out his hand to Dick in front of him without warning, and grabbed his cheek.

"like this."

"Ouch! What are you doing~~~"

Dick, whose cheek was suddenly grabbed, muttered.

"Whether it's a disguise or a clay-face-like superpower, as long as you grab the face like this, you can tell if the other person is the real person."

Brock let go of his hand, and Dick's cheeks on both sides were slightly red and swollen. It seemed that Brock had used a lot of strength.

Then he went to grab Alfred's face again, but this time it seemed much softer, after all, Alfred was already very old.

At the entrance of the hotel lobby, every guest who comes in has to go through this experience. Of course, if there are female guests who don’t want to be touched by male police, GCPD also has female police.

"Sorry, this is also to ensure that the Kaitou Kidd will not sneak in from our eyes, please understand."

Brock said sorry words, but the smile on his face was completely different.

"Where's Commissioner Gordon, isn't he here today?"

Dick rubbed his face, turned his head and looked around and asked.

"Jim is setting up defenses at the venue of the auction, and I'm only in charge of guarding the gate."

Bullock explained.

"Then we will not disturb your official duties, Officer Bullock."

Alfred said with a smile, took Dick through the security check, and took the elevator to the auction site on the eighteenth floor.

(The college entrance examination starts today, brothers)