"Hmph! It's just as I expected!" Killer Moth chuckled in a low voice: "The security firewall designed by Ayman Hunter still needs his own technology to crack it! It's not in vain that I tried so hard to get his Fate, get this thing!”
Killer Moth continued to type on the computer keyboard. After a while, he heard a loud buzzing, and all the red lights on the wall indicating that the security system was operating went out!
"Haha!" Killer Moth laughed and said, "The danger is finally over, let's go!" He waved his arms and strode forward with his men cheering!
Not far ahead was the large round safe door of the bank vault. Killer Moth rushed forward, opened the cover of the combination lock with a snap, and casually carried it past the deputy manager of the bank: "Quickly enter the password and your fingerprint. Go in, move slowly, and I will shoot you in the head!"
"Yes..." The deputy manager was frightened by the black hole of the other party's gun. He had no choice but to slowly reach out and click on the keypad of the password lock!
"Whoosh——" A flying shadow suddenly broke through the sky and arrived! Hit the Moth Killer straight in the head! The Moth Killer was agile and quickly jumped back in the air with one foot on the ground, barely able to dodge the flying hidden weapon! At this time, his hand subconsciously let go of the deputy manager's collar and distanced himself from him!
"Hey, hey, hey --" A swift gray shadow rushed over in an instant. The gray shadow reached out and put a hand on the deputy manager's shoulder, immediately pulling him to his side!
"Who are you?" Killer Moth shouted loudly: "You are so bold, how dare you spoil my good deeds!"
"Huh--" The cloak blew strong wind and covered half of the opponent's face, and the low and steady voice was transmitted to the ears of everyone present: "I am the terror that spreads wings in the dark night, the terminator of evil, specializing in beating enemies. The moth will die!"
"Fuck you!" A Moth Gang thug grunted and loaded the Chicago Typewriter submachine gun in his hand: "Click, click, click—" A flurry of bullets went straight towards the opponent!
Guan Heng was protecting the deputy manager and suddenly retreated, "Dang, dang, puff, puff -" The bullets rained down on the wall! Guan Heng pushed the deputy manager out: "Go call the police!"
"Yes!" The deputy manager, who had been saved, ran away, ten times faster than a rabbit!
"Give them all to me!" Killer Moth waved his arms, "Whoever kills him first will get the first share in the vault!"
"Kill--" A heavy reward must be rewarded by a brave man. A group of moth gang thugs, wielding knives and guns, immediately surrounded the gray ghost Guan Heng!
"Huh——" The sharp blade stabbed his chest diagonally. Guan Heng didn't panic or rush. He flew up and kicked his opponent's wrist. The knife flew in the air and spun. The opponent made a cry and hugged his arms before retreating. Guan Heng flipped his wrist. A punch hit him on the cheek. The kid fell dizzy and fell to the ground, spitting out three front teeth!
"Bang bang bang, crackle!!" Under Guan Heng's sharp attack, five or six thugs covered their heads and feet. They screamed and rolled on the spot. At this time, they had lost their fighting ability, and only the moth killer was left. A polished commander, this guy was determined to fight to the end. He suddenly pulled out a pair of double sticks from his waist, swung them with a whir, and aimed at Guan Heng to hit him!
Guan Heng was not afraid, he pounced forward and fought with him. The opponent's stick missed the target, and his attack suddenly turned into a sweep, and he attacked Guan Heng's waist. The latter smiled and reached out to grab the head of the stick!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Moth Killer pressed the mechanism on the stick, "Crack! Crack--" A high-voltage current was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, springing out from the head of the stick and going straight to Guan Heng's wrist!
"Bang!" Guan Hengheng was caught off guard and was electrocuted. Who knew that his body was so strong that he didn't care about this little bit of electric energy? "Crack!" Guan Hengheng took a step forward and immediately stepped on the floor tiles until they cracked and shattered. A punch was ready to strike!
"Bang!" Hit the Moth Killer right in the abdomen! "Ah——" Moth Killer was hit and rolled on the spot. He was wearing a body armor and anti-attack soft armor. Even with such multiple layers of protection, Guan Heng directly broke several ribs!
"Ugh..." A mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. The moth killer was frightened. He reached into his arms and threw a handful of brown pellets in the direction of Guan Heng: "Taste my poisonous moth missiles!"
"Bang bang bang -" there were explosions, and a burst of pink mist spread everywhere. Guan Heng quickly took off his cloak and fanned it vigorously, dispersing the poisonous mist in an instant, but the moth killer had already escaped without a trace at this moment. !
When Commissioner Gordon of the Gotham City Police Department led the officers to the bank vault, several thugs had been tightly tied up and piled there. The vault door was intact, and the billion dollars was naturally safe!
There was also a note pinned to the door of the vault, which said "Personally read by Director Gordon." Gordon took it off and looked at it. The note said: "Mr. Director, one of the kidnapped robbers is wearing a black jacket." The man is the real culprit who killed Wayne Technology engineer Ayman Hunter. Please take him to the police station for interrogation and the truth will be revealed. Bruce Wayne was framed by an adulterer. Please acquit him. I will not be named."
"Haha, as expected, someone secretly helped! It seems that besides Batman, a new hero has appeared in Gotham City!" Director Gordon was filled with joy and put away the note. He turned around and called to his police officers: "Take these robbers away." Take them all away!"
Early the next morning, Guan Heng and Bruce Wayne were having breakfast at the Wayne family mansion.
"What? You're leaving?" Bruce was surprised, and then asked: "I thought you were going to stay a few more days, why did you leave suddenly?"
"I've been out for too long this time, and I didn't say hello to my friends over there!" Guan Heng said while dealing with the ham and omelette in front of him: "I was afraid that they would be worried, so I had to go back, but I decided to change No. 425 Chun Shu Street to [Guan's Detective Consulting Office]! I will come back every now and then and open for business, because I think detective games are quite interesting!"
"That's right. If you can always come back, it won't matter!" Bruce breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "I escaped from prison this time because of your help. I haven't thanked you properly yet!"
"Don't say that. If I often move around Gotham City in the future, I won't have to worry about your dual identity!" Guan Heng said with a slight smile: "It's inevitable for friends to help each other, don't you think?"
"That's right! Then don't refuse me when I ask for your help in the future!" Bruce chuckled, his eyes full of cunning. Guan Heng was lowering his head to eat breakfast but didn't notice: "Yeah, you're right..."
After breakfast, Guan Heng, Bruce and Alfred waved goodbye and returned to the second floor of No. 425 Chun Shu Street.
"Have you really decided to continue opening this detective agency?!" Sethison's ghost was ecstatic after hearing this, "That's great, I really can't bear to close this place in the future!"
——[Fourth update on 10.29, good evening! Lao Sha continues to ask for some tips\(^o^)/~】——
