Phantom Thief Kidd in the Comic World

"Uh~hahahaha!"

Suddenly, the receptionist laughed crazily, and those who didn't know it thought she was not a subordinate of Penguin but a fan girl of a certain man in a purple suit.

"Kidd, how dare you show such a priceless gem like Adam's Star to others... in the Iceberg Restaurant."

"If you don't take it out, but obediently put on blindfolds and enter the exchange, there are too many big shots there, and even the boss will not just grab other people's goods for sale... But now you are stupid enough to let us see Got it."

The female receptionist's expression instantly became extremely distorted due to greed.

Maggieson couldn't help but sigh, what a pity for such a beautiful face.

"If I can offer the Adam Star to the boss, I can..." Thinking of this, she waved her hand and ordered to the two strong men.

"Get rid of him! Grab the Adam Star!"

The two strong thugs had been prepared for a long time. As soon as the receptionist finished speaking, the two of them rushed towards McGison, but McGison easily dodged them.

"Believe me, you made a stupid decision."

Agility is a compulsory course for a monster thief. He can even dodge pistol bullets, not to mention the fists of two gangsters who have no muscles but no formal fighting training.

Despite his thin body, McGison's muscle strength is actually not weak at all. Even if he does not count the system, the time travel itself has given him extraordinary motor nerves, and he can get twice the result with half the effort in any physical training.

Magison's movement was incredibly fast. After dodging the attacks of two strong men with well-developed limbs, he squatted down and kicked out with a heavy sweeping kick.

"thump!"

A strong man fell down at the sound, and then McGison rolled to the left and distanced himself from the other strong man, with an extra playing card in his hand.

"Ace of Spades, do you know that in addition to being the best card, this card also represents -"

"die."

The receptionist swore that the hand holding the card in her sight had not moved at all, but the card suddenly disappeared, literally disappeared.

Then, there was a slight "pop" sound, and she realized that the card was stuck in the neck of another strong man.

No! There was a card stuck in the neck of both people, but the one who had just been kicked down and had not gotten up was worse, because he had not yet fully stood up and could only remain in a half-crouched state.

Because these two cards perfectly cut into the carotid arteries of the two people, normally the blood should have sprayed everywhere at this time, but in reality it flowed very slowly.

"I advise you not to move around, otherwise you will die of massive hemorrhage in a very short period of time, and you will not be able to be saved."

"This restaurant is beautifully decorated, and I believe we all don't want to see it become covered in blood."

Magison stood up and spoke in a gentlemanly tone.

He is not Kuroba Kaito, but there is no such taboo about not killing people. Of course, if he can avoid killing people, he will not kill him. After all, he is a phantom thief, not a robber.

Likewise, he didn't want to just give back the gems he had worked so hard to obtain.

"Okay, I underestimated you, Kaitou Kidd."

The receptionist took out a pistol from his waist and said, "Hand over the Adam Star. I can guarantee that the boss will not retaliate against you for what happened today."

"Oh, your attitude has changed so much. How about we make a bet?"

"Bet?" the receptionist laughed angrily.

"For a dollar, I bet you... there's no bullet in your gun."

McGison's eyes were unwavering, as if what he said was the truth.

How could the receptionist believe such ridiculous rhetoric, so she pulled the trigger with her finger.

At this moment, the box fell into unprecedented silence, because the gun really didn't go off!

Magison slowly stretched out his right hand, and in his hand was a magazine.

"That's that time!" Suddenly, the receptionist remembered that Kaitou Kidd had put his hand to her waist before. It turned out that he had stolen her magazine at that time, but she didn't even notice it.

Such terrifying hand speed...

The receptionist was dripping with cold sweat, his hand holding the gun unconsciously loosened, and the gun fell to the ground.

"Okay, can you take me to the exchange now? Oh, no need to go to so much trouble, just take me to see your boss, Penguin."

"I'm just here to do business, I don't want to hurt the peace."

McGison approached the receptionist, reached out to lift her chin, put his face close to her ear and whispered softly.

The young receptionist nodded tremblingly. She originally thought that newcomers to Gotham like Kaitou Kidd would not dare to cause trouble on the Penguin's territory, but it turned out that she was wrong.

Then, under her leadership, McGison came to the third box to the left of the current box, where the tables and chairs were exactly the same.

The receptionist walked to a wall and knocked a few times, and the secret door opened.

To be precise, this is an elevator, and the Iceberg Exchange is located underneath the Iceberg Restaurant.

I don’t know how many meters deep into the ground it is, but McGison’s rough estimate is that it may be more than fifty meters.

The structure of the exchange is actually very similar to the restaurant above. Once you enter, you will find an auction house that can accommodate hundreds of people. Most of the items traded here are large quantities of illegally smuggled goods, including marijuana, K powder, opium, bobbleheads... and even... There are a small number of human organs.

The truly high-quality black transactions are all conducted in the independent private room area behind the auction house. The transactions here are diverse, and there is nothing you can't think of.

Slaves, arms, intelligence, treasures, technology... anything can be sold as long as you can find a buyer!

"The boss usually only waits in a private room to wait until he sees something he likes before bidding. Here we will not sell any goods, but let the guests trade on their own."

"Of course, we will not provide any rights protection. If you are cheated or the goods are robbed, we will not care as long as you walk out of the Bingshan Restaurant."

The receptionist took Magison to the Penguin's exclusive private room and introduced her responsibly. She had a strong psychological quality and it was as if the conflict just now had never existed.

"In front is the private room where the boss is."

She pointed to a dark doorway in front of her.

"who are you?"

McGison asked suddenly.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's nothing interesting. I just feel that a small receptionist, even a subordinate of Penguin, shouldn't behave like you."

"I'm very curious about your true identity."

Magison's eyes flashed, and he noticed that the woman in front of him had stiffened for a moment. If he hadn't had excellent eyesight, he might not have noticed it.

"...I'm not the front desk, I'm just here to cover for a day. As for who I am, you will know when you meet the boss."

"As expected, then this beautiful lady, can you tell me your name?"

"Maev Brandon."

Maiev said coldly.