[Comprehensive British and American] Final strategy achievement

Leona likes the atmosphere of Gotham, but the atmosphere of Gotham now is very different from before.

In the past, citizens walking on the street would look around in a hurry, as if someone was chasing them. Now, the commercial streets are full of pedestrians, and the atmosphere is noisy and lively.

This is what a prosperous metropolis should look like.

But this is not what Gotham should be like.

Leona stubbornly believes that chaos and disorder are the charm of Gotham. Now that Gotham has become peaceful and there are no more criminals, it has lost its original charm and is no longer as attractive as it once was.

Leona was sitting on the edge of the rooftop of the Wayne Building with a bucket of fried chicken in her arms. She swayed her calves and could see the cars crawling like beetles on the road. This height was enough to make anyone dizzy.

As night falls, the neon lights turn on.

There is a breeze blowing on the rooftop, the temperature drops at night, dark clouds begin to gather overhead, and it may rain tonight.

Luxury cars parked one after another in front of the Wayne Building. Traffic police were maintaining order. Waiters guided well-dressed men and women into the building. Leona had good eyesight. She could even see reporters guarding the Wayne Building with cameras.

On the edge of the red carpet in front of me.

She can capture sounds coming from very far away and see the pictures she wants to see without using her eyes.

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"This is the first banquet held by the Wayne family in three years. However, it is regrettable that Bruce Wayne has confirmed that he will not attend this banquet..." a female reporter said to the camera.

"Why didn't Mr. Wayne attend the dinner?" the young police officer asked in a strange voice.

"You were transferred to Gotham just two months ago, so you don't know about the uproar in the Wayne family in the past few years." The old police officer lit his cigar with a slightly sad expression, "What do you think of the Wayne family?

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"It's hard to say, sir. I heard that Bruce Wayne used to be a playboy, but he was very keen on charity and helped many poor people. However, some people say that the Wayne family is ambitious and trying to control Gotham." Young

The police officer said, "But Bruce Wayne has not appeared in the public eye for a long time. I personally think he is a pretty good person."

"Bruce Wayne is indeed a very good person, although many people can't stand him." The old police officer flicked his cigar and the cigarette butt flickered in the dark. "He was a playboy before, but later

A terrible thing happened to his family, which greatly affected him, and his temperament changed drastically. He lived in seclusion for several years and never appeared in public again."

"What's up?"

"Mr. Wayne is not married, but he has adopted several outstanding children. Some people speculate that he intends to leave the family business to these children. Among the children he adopted, there is a girl who Mr. Wayne loves very much.

She, she was the youngest child he adopted, and Mr. Wayne often took her to social gatherings. Everyone thought that girl was a good and obedient child, but in the end, the girl took the wrong path and became a...

One..." The old police officer shuddered inexplicably and his cigar fell to the ground.

The young police officer asked: "What has she become?"

"She became a terrifying new criminal star." The old police officer swallowed and finished the sentence.

The young police officer was shocked, "Why didn't the media report this? Such a big thing happened to Gotham and the Wayne family! And I know nothing about any of this!"

"No media dared to report it." The old police officer shook his head, "That girl suddenly disappeared after doing a series of terrible things. The people of Gotham watched her rise and then disappeared out of thin air.

While she was here, Gotham was shrouded in darkness. People couldn't believe that she just left. People were thinking, what if she came back?

No one dared to report this, and no one wanted to die in their bed at night. It took a long time for the people of Gotham to finally confirm that she had really left, but by this time the city was basically back on track, and people were going about their business again.

People don’t want to remember their own lives, and they don’t want to pay attention to this matter anymore...Human beings are really good at forgetting, aren’t they?”

"What did the girl adopted by the Wayne family do? Why is everyone so afraid of her?"

A look of fear appeared in the old police officer's eyes, "When she was in Gotham, Mr. James Gordon was still the police chief, and I was once a member of the task force. She often planned some very... bloody terrorist actions. I

I've been to the scene after she finished her operation... Oh my god, you can't even imagine it. It was a slaughterhouse! But it was not livestock that was slaughtered, but..."

His shoulders shook violently, unwilling to continue recalling.

"Some say she is a bloody butcher, others say she is a source of fear. Whether it is ordinary people or the evil criminals who once roamed Gotham, they are all afraid of her."

"Why did Mr. Bruce Wayne adopt her?" the young police officer asked with great confusion. "Didn't he see the terrifying nature of that girl? Did he trust her so much?"

"You have to know that some people are born with the ability to disguise. Who knows what kind of nature is hidden under the skin of a person? Some people will become demons when they take off their masks, and they will become people wearing masks when they are put on.

Skinny demons, these people are much scarier than those pure evil people, because they are better at hiding themselves, and their pure and innocent appearance is their protective color." The old police officer said with deep meaning.

"After the incident settled down, Mr. Bruce Wayne took a lot of blame for it. After all, he was her nominal adoptive father. Wayne Group's stock plummeted and almost went bankrupt, but thank God, it survived...

...But Mr. Wayne has never gotten over that incident. You see, he has been living in the manor and never shows up."

The dark clouds were getting thicker, and light rain began to fall from the sky.

The waiters held umbrellas for the distinguished guests so that they could attend the banquet in a dignified manner. The brightly dressed men and women walked into the building on the red carpet. This was a charity party, but everything here exuded the atmosphere of luxury and wealth. The rich

He would talk about the poor, orphans, homeless people, and disabled people with a false smile of pity, and pretend to be generous and give them some money.

But what is behind the generosity? The rich use the money they exploit from the poor to give to the poor, and then they accept the praises of the media reporters with peace of mind and continue to live a luxurious life.

Leona listened to the voices of everyone here and suddenly felt a little funny.

Sure enough, what has changed is only the appearance, and what should rot is still rotting. People praise the peace of Gotham, but ignore the rotten side under the prosperity.

When every rich man in Gotham has money from illegal sources, the rich man who only earns legitimate money becomes an outlier.

Leona suspected that Batman and the others would not be able to clean up Gotham even if they wanted to start from the upper class, because once they start, they need to kill all the rich people in one go. Everyone's hands are dirty, and no one can walk through the mud.

The floor also keeps the shoes spotless.

Leona threw away the fried chicken bucket and used space transfer to move into the banquet hall.

She mentally disturbed everyone in the banquet hall. People would automatically ignore her when they saw her. She also hacked into the surveillance system so that no one would hinder her.

The host of the banquet was Lucius Fox.

Leona swaggered around the banquet hall several times, and she found Nightwing and Red Robin in a room on the upper floor.

The psychic tentacles continued to spread over a large area...Bruce Wayne was indeed not at the banquet, he seemed to be in his own manor.

Leona is not in a hurry at all. She has plenty of time to figure everything out. If things become clear all at once, the game will be boring.

James Gordon, the new mayor, also attended the dinner. He had a smile on his face and a very smart black suit. Everyone took the initiative to chat with him after seeing him.

Dick Grayson and Tim Drake also made low-key appearances at the ballroom.

A long time passed, and Leona actually began to miss those old faces.

Gordon, Dick and Tim all wear devices that block telepathy. Why is this? Is it because they are afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years?

Probably Leona's psychic ability left such a deep impression on them, so they were always on guard. Even Leona had to wear a shielding device when attending a dinner party after disappearing for so many years. The psychic ability is really hard to guard against.

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Leona was surprised to find that the psychic shielding devices on them seemed to have been updated. She couldn't find a way to break the shield for a while, and her mental interference and psychic invasion could not have an effect on them.

This means that they will see her without any hindrance.

But it doesn't matter, Leona is a mutant with composite abilities. She can also use the power of her mind to distort the space around her body to achieve an invisible effect.

Leona stared at Dick and Tim non-stop. This long gaze made the two battle-hardened men feel that something was wrong.

Dick Grayson had just said a few words to a lady when he subconsciously frowned and began to look left and right without any trace.

But he found nothing.

"Illusion?" His intuition told him that things were not that simple. "Go check the security, Tim." He lowered his voice and said to the brother next to him.

Tim nodded slightly.

Leona looked away.

Not because she was afraid of being discovered by Dick and Tim, but because the snacks on the banquet table were so tempting.

She happily trotted to the snack table, grabbed a fork and started stuffing things into her mouth.

Leona tasted all the food on the table, and she particularly liked the taste of some snacks. Unfortunately, her stomach could not hold any more.

When Leona was burping with orange juice, she found a man standing by the wall watching her.

He wore vinyl-framed glasses, his hair was neatly combed, he was holding a camera in one hand and a notebook in the other, looking like "I am a reporter."

Leona didn't have time to think about why this man could still see her even when she turned on her disguise.

In fact, she thought this man looked too familiar!

What's more, the man seemed to think that Leona looked familiar to him.

The two of them stared at each other for more than ten seconds.

The man spoke slowly: "Is it you, Leona?"

At the same time, Leona also recognized who he was.

"Superman?" She looked wary.

The author has something to say: The fusion of the origin universe is not Zhoumu, the queen of darkness, but Zhoumu, the source of fear, the Zhoumu who was adopted by the Bat family_(:3∠)_