Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 352 This little box is your eternal home.
Jingle Bell--

The phone kept ringing. Standing on the street, Joe took out his phone, glanced at it, then turned off the sound and put it back in his coat pocket.

"Not answering the phone?" Ma Zhaodi, standing next to the food truck, casually picked up a hamburger. Today was the most normal day he had since he started the food truck business. He was selling the fast food that every food truck sells—although the patties and sauces were homemade.

"Ah," Joe's face showed a hint of unease, and he shrugged at Ma Zhaodi: "It was Barry who called. It was basically just rambling about the case's progress. I can listen to it when I get home."

"Okay, here's your burger."

"Thank you."

Qiao paid the bill, then glanced at the white appliance hanging next to the food cart and raised an eyebrow: "What's this?"

"New vacuum cleaner, one of the new appliances I bought today. It comes with its own battery and is said to be very powerful—otherwise, why would I be setting up a stall downstairs in the mall, just to make as much money as I spend?"

That's amazing!

After exchanging a few words, Qiao stopped talking, turned around, got into his car, and continued driving towards Tieshan Prison.

However, at that moment, a man's shout interrupted him.

"Detective, do you remember me?"

"Who?"

Joe rolled down the car window in confusion, wanting to see who it was, but the moment he saw the person, his confusion turned into shock.

Nibes Joe couldn't understand the situation: "You should be dead by now."

“I still have a long way to go,” the bald Niebus smiled at him. “However, your death is today.”

His body suddenly dissipated into a thick cloud of green smoke, rushing towards Joe.

"What the hell is this—"

Joe quickly closed the car door. The police car was now an enclosed space, and Nibes couldn't find a large gap to enter at once. But he instantly transformed back into human form and slammed his elbow into the car window.

click-

The crisp sound of shattering glass rang out, but at the same time, Joe had already pulled out a gun from the driver's seat. He fired three shots at Nibes outside the window, but Nibes instantly turned into a cloud of mist again.

"You deserve to die, detective!"

A blurry human face emerged from the thick green mist. Nibes roared and charged at Joe, seeking revenge for his "death."

However, life is full of disappointments, and plans can never keep up with changes. Today, Niebus has suffered another Waterloo in his life.

buzz-

A loud, piercing buzzing sound rang out from the food cart next to us. The noise of the high-powered vacuum cleaner was almost deafening, but it was matched with super strong suction power. (Advertisement space available here)

"What the hell is this?! Aaaaaaah!"

Nibes, in his green poisonous mist form, screamed as he was swept into the vacuum cleaner's powerful gusts of wind. He struggled desperately to escape, but in his misty state, he was incredibly weak and powerless. By this time, the vacuum cleaner had already sucked in part of his body, so he dared not immediately transform back into human form.

The superhuman assassin who wiped out all the top executives of the Dabin Rock gang in one night was cut down by a brand-new vacuum cleaner a few seconds later.

Still shaken, Joe stayed in the car for a minute or two before he calmed down. When he finally climbed out of the car, he saw a muffled, angry voice coming from the vacuum cleaner in Ma Zhaodi's hand.

"Joe, I think your workload is a bit too heavy."

“No, in my first ten years of work, I’ve never encountered a madman who can turn into smoke trying to kill me. At most, they’d carry a few guns.” Joe looked nervously at the noisy vacuum cleaner in Ma Zhaodi’s hand and couldn’t help but give a thumbs up: “Buying your burger today was one of the wisest decisions I’ve ever made. This guy wants to kill me.”

"Yeah, I can see that."

"This guy shouldn't be able to escape from the vacuum cleaner, right?"

"Probably not. High-powered vacuum cleaners have good airtightness." Ma Zhaodi shrugged. "Unless this guy can transform back into human form from inside and pry it open—but I feel like this can is unlikely to fit a person's size. If he forcibly transforms back, I don't know. Maybe he'll turn into a 'human.zip'?"

Joe didn't understand the hellish joke, but Barry, who arrived just in time, did. In fact, everyone in Star Labs heard the hellish joke.

"puff--"

"Cisco, is that you laughing—"

"It wasn't me, I didn't do it, it was Caitlin."

Caitlin's eyebrows shot up immediately: "Sisco, you?"

Barry didn't continue watching the channel; he quickly changed his clothes and went to the food truck.

“Oh, Barry, what a coincidence?” Ma Zhaodi greeted him. “You may not know the situation, but Joe just ran into a superhuman criminal here, but he’s alright.”

Barry widened his eyes dramatically: "Huh? What about the criminal?"

Ma Zhaodi looked down at the vacuum cleaner, from which came the angry shouts of prisoners. It was clear that the ruthless killer's composure had been slightly shaken after his supposedly invincible abilities had been compromised twice in one day.

"That internet cafe lawn with the hairdryer, you fucking let me out. If I catch you, I'm going to... ****!"

“As you can see,” Ma Zhaodi explained, “he’s inside the vacuum cleaner.”

"That was truly breathtaking."

At this moment, the killer inside the vacuum cleaner was still cursing, and the sound was getting louder and louder. Ma Zhaodi helplessly lowered his head and tried to persuade him.

"Stop cursing, stop cursing, let me give you some advice. As the saying goes, life is short, at most 36,000 days; there are countless kinds of extras and villains, but their lines are only three or five lines; to sum it up in four sentences: character design is like a flower in a pot; the editorial department is a mess, no matter how good the ability is, the script will still be dead in two lines; this little box is your permanent home."

"Go to hell!"

Ma Zhaodi sighed, "This person's mental state is not very stable. I should have bought a smaller vacuum cleaner."

Barry and Joe looked at each other in bewilderment.

They only knew that the food truck vendor was very skilled, but they knew nothing about his mental world. However, when they encountered a criminal with superpowers today, the other party's reaction seemed a bit abnormal.

If Barry were to describe it, it would be a kind of calm madness.

"Are not you afraid?"

“What are you saying, child?” Ma Zhaodi replied, “Do I look like I’m not afraid?”

"It's hard to say."

“Barry, I’m afraid your conversation will have to stop for now,” Dr. Wells said through the headset. “Have you noticed Nibes’s condition?”

Barry instinctively turned his head to look at the vacuum cleaner, only then realizing that the cursing coming from inside seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

“He’s oxygen-deprived, Barry,” Dr. Wells explained calmly. “And if you talk a little longer, oxygen deprivation will be the last thing he needs to worry about.”

(End of this chapter)