Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 492 Wonder Woman's Dark History
Franky and the Butcher both stared at Ma Zhaodi.

"What else did you smell?" Butcher couldn't help but ask. "I've wanted to say this for a long time. Your sense of smell is so outrageous that it's not normal. I didn't smell anything in Claw Woman's house except for cheap perfume."

Are you a superpowered person or not?

Ma Zhaodi remained calm and directly retorted to the two, "Does the answer matter? Even if I am a superhuman, does that mean you won't steal Compound V? Or does Franky not want my golden pumpkin?"

"If you don't want it, give me back the pumpkin."

"Hey, hey, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Frenchman, with a somewhat thin face, immediately put on a sly, fake smile: "Now that we have the money, why wouldn't we do the business?"

"Very good, do you have any other questions?"

They both shook their heads.

Then Ma Zhaodi continued, "In the house of the 'Claw Woman,' besides the smell of Compound No. 5, there was another smell that was almost everywhere, filling the entire house, but the smell was diffused and not strong."

"The smell of blood?"

"No, it tastes like noodles, sesame paste noodles."

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"The nearest Chinese restaurant, which sells sesame noodles, is seven kilometers away."

The butcher and Franky looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What do you mean?"

"She didn't have sesame paste in her kitchen."

"Then it was bought."

"Yes, but the woman with the 'claws' is almost completely bankrupt. Where would she get the spare money to order Chinese takeout from seven kilometers away? There are plenty of cheap Chinese restaurants nearby, and she has much more convenient options if she wants to eat."

"What if it's something to take home and eat?"

Franky shut his mouth as soon as he said it—why would someone who went seven kilometers to eat necessarily bring the noodles home to eat?
If you leave it for seven kilometers before eating, it will be completely unrecognizable.

"So this noodle dish was brought to her by someone else, or more specifically, it was brought to her by the locomotive."

"To go a step further, it's highly likely that this was a meal he brought along after completing his drug delivery mission. Given how prevalent the smell was in the house, this meal had probably been brought over many times, with the most recent one occurring within the last week. The smell has already dissipated somewhat by now."

"A lot has been said, but it's all speculation. The noodle shop and the medicine shop might not be located in the same place."

The butcher shook his head, his rebellious spirit seemingly resurfacing: "I still can't be sure, unless we go there ourselves."

"We do need to make a trip, but we can't go now because the locomotive hasn't delivered any new cargo yet. We'll just have to wait for its next move."

Ma Zhaodi replied, "I've already checked. There are three sesame noodle shops seven kilometers away. After the 'Claw Woman's' family runs out of Compound No. 5, we'll each stake out a spot. Whoever sees the locomotive will call the other two, and we'll meet up to scout the location."

Franky was taken aback: "I want to go too?"

"You can look for someone if you want."

"That's not necessary."

Ma Zhaodi smiled. The Butcher had said that Franky had dealt with superhumans before, so this guy clearly had a strong interest in that kind of thing.

At that moment, the dazed cat, held in the arms of the beautiful woman, meowed.

"Meow (Hey, hey, why don't we just use nanobots for tracking?)~"

Ma Zhaodi also meowed.

"Meow (because Homelander's X-ray vision will detect it—if it weren't for Clark's Kryptonian suit blocking Homelander's X-ray vision, I wouldn't even dare to put nanobots on him)~" "Huh, are you two talking?" Sherry, who was holding the cat and was the blue-eyed woman who had brought the two of them in, couldn't help but ask. She seemed to have a bit of a soft spot for the cat: "Can you understand what it says?"

"No, I was just teasing it." Ma Zhaodi chuckled. "How could a human possibly understand cat language?"

"Don't talk about these things yet. What if we can't find the delivery point for the locomotive next time?" The butcher was quite concerned about this matter.

"Then let's steal a dose of Compound V from the Claw Woman as a backup," Ma Zhaodi said. "That should be fine, right?"

The two shook their heads.

"Very good. Seeing that you are all loading the task bar, I'll use these two days to do some things first."

"What? What are you going to do now?"

“There are three leads, but we’ve only followed one so far,” Ma Zhaodi replied. “I’ve found the location of the mental hospital with the problematic cash flow. While you’re busy, I’ll go there and scout it out.”

Upon hearing this, the butcher immediately stood up. He didn't want to stay there foolishly waiting alone either: "I'll go with you."

"Who's keeping an eye on Compound V in the Claw Woman's house now that you're gone?"

Ma Zhaodi waved his hand: "I've hacked all the cameras in her house. I'll leave your laptop here. Keep an eye on her and the train driver to see when they run out of medicine. If anything unexpected happens, remember to call me."

Before the two could object, Ma Zhaodi simply pulled the oblivious cat from Shirley's hands back onto his head: "It's decided then."

Before Ma Zhaodi was about to set off, he made a phone call to Clark.

"I'm going on a long trip," he said on the phone. "Not too far, but it'll take a day or two. Want to grab a drink before I go?"

"can."

As soon as he said that, Ma Zhaodi realized that Clark had more intelligence to give him, and he had to say it to his face.

The two met again at the bar.

"What's going on this time?" Ma Zhaodi asked. "Is Walter causing trouble again?"

"I'm not sure if leaving Walter will cause you trouble."

Ma Zhaodi raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t ask if it will cause me trouble,” he said. “You’re Clark, my friend. I won’t force you to do something you don’t want to do. If you want to leave, I’ll support you.”

"It's not necessarily necessary to leave. You know Starlight, right? She recently taught two scumbags a lesson, and the girl who was almost raped personally testified for her heroic act, which greatly increased her popularity."

"and then?"

"Then Vought International asked her to modify the hero's uniform."

"Bikini style?"

Clark was taken aback.

"Not entirely, but it's very similar. How did you know?"

“That’s how American comics are drawn in our area. They found that the more revealing a female comic book character’s clothing is, the higher the comic’s sales will be. That female character is a bit worse off than Starlight because she’s a character in a comic book and can’t go out into reality to protest.”

"What's her name?"

"I can't tell you, I can only tell you that the female comic book character is very similar to Starlight, both of them are representative characters of female power."

It was only at this point that Ma Zhaodi realized what was going on: "Wait, you threatened Walter with your resignation to make him withdraw his decision."

"Yes, they haven't given us a reply yet, but I think I should tell you about this in advance."

"Then you did nothing wrong."

(End of this chapter)