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Therefore, Rob certainly wouldn't care about a potential threat, or whether there was actually a crime.

Just pick any crime you like. After killing the target in the street, pick a crime that's punishable by death.

Anyway, the dead can't argue, and of course, it's useless to argue anyway.

This is such a maddening city...

Depp said, "So, you mean you want to unite these monsters to fight Falcone?"

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Selena replied.

“I advise you not to do that,” Depp said seriously. “Those guys are probably more dangerous and unpredictable than the Falcone gang. I think you’d be better off leaving the city for a while to avoid trouble.”

What a joke! With his and Catwoman's current level, if they were to ally with those Riddler guys, they'd probably be counting money for each other one minute, and then one minute they'd be plotted against and killed.

Selena thought for a moment and said, "You're right. Why don't we go together? I think the Metropolis next door is pretty good."

Damn Metropolis! If something happens and Superman's schedule is too full to get here in time, we probably won't even have a chance to be buried alive.

Moreover, he is still bound by the system's restrictions, so he cannot leave even if he wants to.

Depp shook his head and said, "I can't leave. This is Gotham, this is my home."

Selena rested her elbows on the table, her hand under her chin, and said, "If you don't leave, then I can't leave either."

“Then I can’t control that,” Depp said, getting up to leave. “It’s about to rain, I need to get back to the antique shop as soon as possible.”

"Really not staying? You can leave tomorrow morning," Selena said hopefully.

Depp wiped the mirror with the tablecloth and said decisively, "Next time, for sure."

"This is your loss."

Selena pushed the chair aside, turned her back to Depp, lay down on the bed, and started petting the cat in a huff.

Goodbye, Miss Selena.

At the villa entrance, Wayne, dressed as a waiter, saw Depp come out and immediately opened his black umbrella to greet him.

What a sensible child! Depp's favorability towards Wellen increases by 1.

Wellen is actually very kind and longs for the life of an ordinary person.

If it weren't for the prejudice, insults, and bullying from those around him, he would never have become the criminal killer Crocodile.

In the comics, Wayne, who has become the king of Gotham's sewers, even went so far as to orchestrate and kill corrupt cops in order to avenge his childhood benefactor.

Selena, cuddling a Siamese cat, leaned against the window, watching the tall, imposing man outside slowly walk into the dilapidated pickup truck with the help of a waiter, a look of resentment on her face.

"This is absolutely your loss, you stinky Depp!"

Selena unconsciously tightened her grip on the Siamese cat, which meowed and ran away.

"Boss, I think Miss Selena is definitely interested in you. Why don't you stay at her place for the night?"

On the way back to the antique shop, Wellen, who was driving, said with a gossipy look on his face.

Depp gave Wellen a flick on the forehead as a warning: "Don't meddle in adult matters, kid!"

Chapter 29 Crocodile and Cat

In the morning, Depp's Antique Shop opened for business right on time, a rare occurrence.

The hardworking Wellen opened the shop early, waiting for customers to come in.

As for Depp, he's currently running laps around Wayne Manor.

Because of what happened at Selena's villa, he felt that the Gotham Police Department wasn't very safe either, so he simply changed his running location to Wayne Manor and reluctantly ordered a treadmill online.

Bruce ate breakfast in his room while watching videos taken by a drone over the estate.

“How long do you think he’ll stop running, Alfred?” Bruce asked.

Alfred placed the cut fruit on the table and said, "Perhaps ten kilometers, or twenty kilometers. To be fair, his body is much stronger than when I first saw him."

Bruce stuffed a piece of apple into his mouth with his fork and said, "I bet he'll run at least thirty kilometers and then come here for a free meal."

Just as Bliss finished speaking, he saw Depp in the video turn towards the manor gate and then call him on his cell phone.

"Open the door, Bruce, let me have some breakfast."

The manor gates slowly opened, and Depp jogged into the innermost Wayne family castle.

Led by Alfred, Depp arrived at the restaurant and met Bruce.

"What's for breakfast today?" Depp asked without any hesitation.

After this period of contact and observation, Bruce has determined that Depp is just a shrewd businessman with some special abilities, and has no criminal tendencies whatsoever.

Therefore, he felt guilty for his previous suspicions about Depp and his reckless attack that night, and Depp naturally used this guilt to get along well with Bruce.

Upon hearing Depp's question, Alfred answered for Bruce, "Today's breakfast is pan-fried cod, baked beans, and soda bread, and dessert is black pudding."

"Two of each, please."

"..." Alfred was speechless, but he still did as he was told, since the time and steps required to make one or two were not much different.

"You really can eat," Bruce joked. "How many kilometers did you run outside my house just now?"

Depp casually popped a piece of banana into his mouth and said, "Twenty kilometers, but starting tomorrow I'm going to increase it to fifty kilometers."

“I won, sir,” said Alfred, who was defrosting the cod.

Bruce said, "You should start increasing your bets today."

Then he turned to Alfred and said, "I'd like another breakfast too."

Looking at the frying pan that could only fit two pieces of cod, Ah Fu said that this job was getting harder and harder!

A short while later, two breakfasts were placed in front of Depp.

He took out his personal cutlery from his pocket... a pair of chopsticks.

I picked up a piece of cod that was fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside and put it in my mouth. The fish melted in my mouth and was full of fragrance.

Depp couldn't help but exclaim, "This is absolutely delicious! Alfred, you are definitely the best butler in the world, bar none."

Afu straightened his tie and said, "Then... please don't mention smart home assistants anymore, okay?"

But I was only referring to "this world".

Depp nodded: "Then give me another one."

Bruce, not to be outdone, said, "I'll have another one too!"

I don't know why, maybe it was Depp's influence, or maybe it was his competitive spirit, but Bruce also started to have a big appetite.

Only when Alfred was injured was a world born. As he began making his sixth breakfast, he even wondered if he should get a smart butler to help him relieve some of the pressure.

Dipping the bread in the broth from roasting the beans, Depp took a big bite and asked happily, "How's your operation going lately?"

Bruce frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Depp chuckled and said, "Of course I mean what you do when you're wearing a bodysuit at night, not your sex life with those young girls, right?"

“Watch your words!” Bruce said. “To be honest, the recent operations haven’t been going very well.”

"How so?" Depp asked knowingly.

Bruce sighed and said, "I've been dealing with ordinary criminals lately, but I have no clue about those strange, psychopathic killers."

Depp prompted, "Like the Riddler or the Electrocutioner?"

Bruce nodded slightly and said, "That's right, it's these guys, along with Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze, and that guy who randomly grabbed people two months ago. I really don't understand why that guy grabbed all sorts of old men and kids!"

Depp thought these guys were all really troublesome, and as for the guy who had been randomly arresting people two months ago, he guessed it was Professor Jonathan Klein, whom he had met just a few days ago.

That is, the scarecrow of the future.

Depp speculated that the guy's previous purpose in arresting people was to find human test subjects for his research on fear gas.

The Gotham disappearance saga had ended two months ago, presumably because his experiments were complete and the first version of the fear gas had been successfully tested.

The information in Depp's mind is proof of that.

“Let’s put these unresolved issues aside for now,” Depp said. “Don’t you think there are some more tangible things that deserve your attention?”

"Things that are out in the open?" Bruce asked, puzzled.

Depp continued, "Like those guys in Gotham's underworld, those gangster families that have kept the city in darkness for years."

Bruce realized, "You mean... the Falcone family and the Marone family?"

Depp agreed, saying, "Yes, I think you can start with the criminals who are out in the open, although finding evidence of their crimes is not easy."

Depp's idea was simple: have Bruce intensify his investigation into the Falcone family's illegal activities, thus keeping them preoccupied with other people.

In Gotham, apart from the Joker, no one is a match for Batman.

Bruce said with some helplessness, "You think I haven't looked for it? I've been there more than once, but I haven't found any evidence. I think his ledgers might not be at home."

"You would keep something so important out of your reach?" Depp countered. "Perhaps you should check more carefully, like the bedroom. Like... the study."

After a satisfying meal and having said everything that needed to be said, the rest depends on whether Bruce can deliver.

When Depp returned to the antique shop, he saw Egg squatting on the ground, staring curiously at Wellen.

Wellen, on the other hand, huddled against the corner of the wall, trembling.

“What are you doing? It’s just a normal cat,” Depp said, picking up Dog Egg.

Wellen looked at the cat snuggling in Depp's arms and stood up with lingering fear.

"I don't know why, but I feel a deep-seated fear whenever I see it. This is the first time I've ever felt this way since I was born," Wellen said.

Upon hearing this, Depp recalled Selena's first day at the antique shop, when she tried to escape through the front door but was stopped by Eddie Redmayne, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind.

"Could this thing really be a ferocious beast like a Fel Devourer? And only people with animalistic instincts can sense its danger."

Thinking of this, Depp immediately pried open the dog's mouth and looked down to examine it carefully for a long time.

"There's no portal to another dimension, and no tentacles with suction cups. It's just an ordinary little kitten!"

Depp breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Eddie and went into the bedroom, where he began meditating to enhance his mutant abilities.

"Such a terrifying creature, yet so docile and obedient in the boss's arms." Recalling Dog Egg's figure from earlier, Wellen couldn't help but shudder: "The boss is indeed extraordinary!"