Hiding in the sand, splitting into many places, starting with Arkham

As a ninja, scaling walls and walking on water are fundamental skills.

Ignoring the noisy bar downstairs, and to avoid attracting attention, Shimizu picked up the safe, climbed onto the windowsill, evenly distributed chakra to the soles of his feet, and walked ninety degrees vertically on the wall without anyone noticing, reaching the balcony, and disappearing into the skyscrapers with a few leaps.

One hour later, at the Iceberg Lounge.

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Basement Level One.

Here is a casino hidden beneath the Iceberg Lounge.

As soon as he arrived, someone invited Shimizu to a private room.

"It's truly unbelievable that you actually escaped from Arkham, Doll Doctor."

In the private room, the Penguin scrutinized Shimizu with surprise.

Here, Shimizu didn't hide his identity, because his original identity as an Arkham graduate would help him get ahead here.

This is equivalent to a high-level criminal diploma personally certified by Professor Batman, with considerable value.

Thanks to Gotham's news media deploying helicopters and reporters to capture the scene of Batman and the Joker's showdown, the entire Gotham already knows what happened at Arkham Asylum.

The escaped criminals, including Shimizu, have become dangerous criminals wanted by the Gotham City Police Department.

Especially Shimizu.

After Batman, the world's greatest detective, investigated, he believed that Shimizu was the mastermind behind the Joker incident escape.

Overnight, Kirill Water rose to fame in Gotham, becoming Gotham's newest star villain.

"Are you interested in working for me?"

As expected, the Penguin, with a cigar in his mouth, extended an invitation to Shimizu.

"I prefer to work alone, and if we gather together, the target is too big, and it's easy to attract the attention of the black little animal."

Shimizu placed the safe on the table in front of the Penguin.

"I need to buy some things."

A female dealer holding an electronic scale actively walked to the side and began to count the contents of the safe.

"Ah ha, you're right, there's a bat brat sniffing around for your news!"

The Penguin pushed up his glasses and laughed heartily.

The Bat-Family has another trouble, which is a good thing.

Nightwing is the one inquiring about Shimizu's news.

Ever since the Titan Venom in Milo's body was separated by Wayne Tech's blood separator and restored to its original appearance, Nightwing realized that he had been tricked.

After the investigation, Nightwing took the initiative to volunteer to Batman to capture the escaped criminals from Arkham.

"A total of fifty chips. Usually, I charge a five percent handling fee for transactions here, but I'll waive it for you this time."

The Penguin clapped his hands, and immediately a subordinate brought up fifty chips and handed them to Shimizu.

"Ten thousand per chip, happy spending, my friend."

The Penguin made an elegant gesture of invitation and opened the door.

Shimizu walked out of the private room, passed through the noisy casino, came to a small door, opened it, and stepped into the elevator.

Basement Level One is the casino, and Basement Level Two is the black market run by the Penguin.

In the past, the original body had been here once, so Shimizu was so familiar with the place.

In the corridor, black cloaks and masks were hung.

These are prepared for guests who don't want to reveal their identities, and they can be worn or not.

Shimizu put on a black cloak, casually took a raccoon mask and put it on his face, and walked into the black market.

As Gotham's largest black market, it's still quite lively here.

Whether it's the person selling things or the person buying things, they are all like this.

Guns, ammunition, human organs, rare minerals, medicines, and all kinds of jewelry can almost all be found here.

Shimizu began to pick and choose, touching here and looking there.

Coming here is mainly to find materials that can be used to make puppets.

If he sees something he's interested in, he'll buy a little of it first.

He's not very familiar with the materials here, mainly because he doesn't know how well they conduct chakra.

However, most of them don't seem to be very good.

Chakra has existed in the Naruto world for thousands of years, and many substances have developed tolerance to chakra and have a certain conductivity, such as chakra metal, and various plants used to make explosive tags and chakra test paper.

But not here.

Without exception, a first a first a inside a content a at a look!

Shimizu frowned.

When making puppets, it doesn't matter if the chakra conductivity of the main part used for filling is a little poor, but as the chakra hub, the position connecting the chakra lines must have good chakra conductivity.

The ones encountered so far seem to have some ordinary effects.

It seems that I can only make do with it.

Gold, silver, and copper are the three metals with the best electrical conductivity, which can better transmit energy, and are also the substances with the best chakra conductivity that Shimizu has currently discovered.

With his wealth, he can buy a lot, but unfortunately, the hardness of these three metals is not high, and they are not very suitable as the main body of the puppet.

So it's better to choose aluminum alloy with bulletproof stainless steel plating.

The weapon module doesn't need to be so painstaking, because there are too many weapons here, even RPGs are sold.

After strolling around, Shimizu finally selected three sets of ceramic composite material bulletproof vests, a bag of miniature cameras, small radar sensors, and two guns.

A Hardin revolver and a Beretta PMX submachine gun.

These are all weapons that are intended to be modified onto the puppet.

Then there are some other useful materials.

The added cost is not high, only two chips in total, which is twenty thousand US dollars.

"You don't seem to have bought much, do you dislike the things here?"

After coming out of the black market, Shimizu went back to the Penguin.

"There's nothing I want, but thinking about it carefully, you should be able to help me solve some problems."

"Oh, I can't see what you want to do with the things you bought, but I think I should know what you want me to do, identity, right?"

The Penguin chuckled.

Now Shimizu is wanted by the Gotham City Police Department. If he is caught, he will be sent back to Arkham, and because he has a history of escaping, he will probably enjoy the same treatment as the Joker and be locked in the most secure cell.

So, he needs a new identity.

"That's right, a legal identity that can withstand scrutiny. In the short term, I don't want to be entangled by that annoying bat."

"Ah ha, I understand, such an identity costs one hundred thousand dollars. Do you want to prepare a cosmetic surgery operation performed by top doctors for you? After all, the identity problem is easy to solve, but the appearance..."

The Penguin smoked a cigar, his face full of smiles.

"No need."

Shimizu lifted the cloak and made hand seals.