Nobody can stop me from drawing cards in Gotham!

Chapter 133 is so bland it's practically salty!

Chapter 134 is so bland it's practically salty!

Half an hour before entering the restaurant, Jaeger thought this commission would be a very easy task, and he could also get a free meal at a metropolitan restaurant.

However, half an hour after entering the restaurant, Jaeger began to realize why the other party would pay a commission fee just to treat him to a meal.

The reason is that————

"Do you know what this is?"

Compared to Jaeger, who was smiling but whose eyes were almost unfocused, Diana seemed to be in a good mood. She pointed at the two plates of food that the waiter had just brought to the table with her knife and asked Jaeger with a smile.

Jaeger then struggled to sit up and looked at the plate in front of him.

The presentation of this dish is quite unique. On top are stacked slices of pink meat, while below are three honey-colored soft pancakes, which are specially shaped into fish and trident shapes.

"Uh, tuna?" Jaeger could only make out what the slices of meat were, but he couldn't tell anything about the soft bread underneath.

If I had to describe it, it's a bit like a pancake.

Upon hearing Jaeger's uncertain reply, Diana cheerfully began to explain: "The meat on top is indeed tuna, and the bottom is popana, a soft cake made with wheat honey, which is also a traditional sacrificial offering."

"In fact, the combination of tuna and popana is also a form of sacrificial food that can be traced back to ancient Greece and was used to worship the sea god."

"Legend has it that the fishermen of Corcyra Island—" Diana began to recount the ancient Greek history that could be found in a dish with great interest.

Sitting across from her, Jaeger, a science student who had said goodbye to history since high school, felt a pang of bitterness as he faced Diana, as if he were back in his middle school history class.

After all, from the moment the first dish was served, Diana began to happily introduce the origins of each dish, the history involved, and the divine stories associated with them.

It seems that the archaeologist's profession buff was automatically triggered, causing Diana to automatically start giving a history lesson.

Meanwhile, Jaeger, who was paid to do the job, could only try his best to show expressions of approval such as "I see!" and "Wow, that's so interesting!"

He only began eating after his patron, Diana, had finished speaking and finally started eating.

So after half an hour, whether the food was good or not was secondary; what filled my mind was a lot of strange mythological trivia.

Fortunately, the long historical and educational dining experience finally came to an end with the final dessert, ice cream.

Seeing Jaeger's relieved expression, Diana finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Alright, enough beating around the bush, detective, let's get down to business."

"—Serious business?" Jaeger paused abruptly, his hand still holding a spoonful of ice cream, and looked at Diana in disbelief. "Aren't we finished eating yet? Are there other restaurants we need to go to later?"

"You've misunderstood," Diana said bluntly. "I'm just curious."

"Are you really a 'detective,' Winchester?"

"I looked through your homepage, and you said you could even handle some unconventional events involving the supernatural, and you said it with confidence," Diana added.

"Of course, at first I also thought you were just joking on the internet to attract business, which is understandable."

"But after meeting Burks, I changed my mind."

"I'm afraid you're not joking, but you really can handle those situations," Diana said calmly.

Faced with Diana's abrupt change in tone, Jaeger looked thoughtful.

"So, it was Burks who made you think I wasn't joking." After a long pause, Jaeger finally spoke.

"Hmm, I told you, you have a very intelligent snake—perhaps too intelligent." Diana took a bite of her ice cream. "So intelligent that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say its intelligence is comparable to that of a human."

"Clearly, Burks is very special. And I even sense a certain familiar aura about it."

A familiar scent —

Upon hearing this, Jaeger sighed with relief, then lowered his voice—though the restaurant was noisy enough for others to hear their conversation—"Aren't you really going to consider concealing your identity at all?"

—Wonder Woman.

As Jaeger said, Wonder Woman is really not even acting anymore.

Whether it was their similar appearance, their inexplicable familiarity with ancient Greek gods, or their insight into Burke's special nature.

Unless you're extremely oblivious, you should be able to tell that Wonder Woman is playing her cards right under her nose.

So, in this sense, Wonder Woman's disguised identity is actually that of Diana Prince, a well-known historian in the field.

I must say, that's quite appropriate.

After all, the "history" she speaks of is all based on her personal experiences and firsthand witnessing; who dares to say she's wrong?

So, don't use your expertise to challenge my daily life.jpg

But the only thing that puzzled Jaeger was why Wonder Woman trusted him so much, even thinking that it wouldn't matter if her secret identity was exposed.

Surely we can't be blinded by Burks' cuteness, right?

Diana didn't deny Jaeger's words, which was tantamount to admitting that she was Wonder Woman: "It seems you do know something about my identity. However, considering that you are likely connected to the magical world, this is quite normal."

As for Jaeger's question about "not even acting anymore," Diana shifted her gaze to Jaeger's arm, which was being entangled by Burks: "But I have to admit, my trust in you does indeed come mainly from Burks."

"Do you know its true origin, detective?"

Her form of address has changed back.

When Jaeger heard Diana's question, he raised an eyebrow: "The real origin?"

As an equipment card provided by the card table, Jaeger also had many speculations about Burks, who possessed special abilities—

But they still couldn't figure out the answer.

After all, just looking at the card table, Jaeger couldn't figure out its true origins.

Looking back now, was my time travel really such a simple thing?

But if it were to follow the original game's progression, completing a storyline and reaching an ending, what would happen when the game ended?

The answers to these mysteries remain unknown for the time being.

But Jaeger believed that as long as the storyline at the poker table continued to unfold, one day he would find out the truth.

He will witness firsthand the moment when the game ends.

But even if these things happen, it will be a long time from now.