Chapter 183: Do You Still Trust Your Gun?
In the Diamond District, three blocks away from the Iceberg Club, Mathison and Charlie walked out of a hidden alley and turned into another one through the corner.
At this ti, it had been a long ti since Mathison left Midtown Island to et Charlie in the Diamond District.
No one knows what he had been doing during this ti.
Charlie has human awareness, but again, he isn’t human.
“Are you sure this plan can remain hidden from Bane?”
Charlie asked Mathison with a soulful gleam in his eyes.
Although it sounds like a normal dog bark to anyone, Mathison was hearing Charlie speaking genuine human words.
“Honestly, I am not sure.”
Mathison folded his arms and leaned against the wall.
“Bane is very different from what we thought. Maybe he already has an idea about our plan.”
“Then, you’re taking such a big risk here.”
Charlie was glancing sideways at Mathison.
“In any case, there is no better way to do it now, is there?”
Mathison spread his hands, helplessly.
“We can always give it a try, and there is no harm in failing, whether Bane is aware of our plan or not.”
“You’re right in what you said. So, what are you going to do with that person?”
Charlie sniffed behind him and gestured to Mathison.
Looking in the direction Charlie indicated, the corners of Mathison’s mouth curled up sneeringly.
“That’s what we’re here for, aren’t we?”
Charlie raised his head arrogantly, wrapped his two dog paws around like Mathison, and stood upright against the wall on his hind legs.
“Take care of it yourself, and you’d better make it quick.”
Mathison laughed and stopped looking at Charlie.
He turned his head and shouted at the alley behind him: “I think that it’s ti to co out. You followed us for so long!”
“Phantom Kid, why did you co to the Diamond District?”
Her voice sounded before she even appeared. With that, a familiar female voice reached Mathison’s ears.
Before he finished speaking, a young woman with a pistol walked in right after the entrance of the alley.
“It turned out to be Miss Brandon. It’s been a long ti.”
As soon as he saw this woman, Mathison rembered the “female receptionist” who wanted to kill him and seize the treasure the first ti he went to the Iceberg Restaurant.
That is Marvie Brandon, Penguin’s secretary.
Of course, Mathison still doesn’t know that the person in front of him has another identity, which is: the FBI’s undercover agent Maiev Jean Angers.
“I wonder what Mr. Cobblepot’s personal secretary, who has been following alone for so long, is here for?”
Mathison looked at Maiev sarcastically.
She didn’t look good, her body was dusty, her face was stained with blood, and she looked quite exhausted.
As the secretary of the Penguin, it is hard to manage to beco like this, unless the Penguin abandoned her.
Or is it…
«It seems that this secretary is hiding a lot of secrets.»
Mathison thought to himself.
“Phantom Kid, why did you co to the Diamond District? Answer quickly!”
“Why do I have to tell you?”
Mathison said confidently. What does she have to do with ; why should he tell her anyway?
“The purpose of your coming to Gotham should be to steal the nuclear bomb. You should be in Bane’s territory. Why did you co to the Penguin’s? Is the bomb hidden in the Diamond District by Bane?”
Maiev shook her pistol with a cold face, obviously threatening him.
Unfortunately, she didn’t show her killing intent at the right ti, and it was hard to believe that she would really shoot to kill.
However, it is also possible that Maiev is so skilled that she can freely hide her killing intent anyti, any place. Mathison did not let his guard down anyway.
“To actually call your boss ‘the Penguin’… it seems that you do not have a simple identity, Miss Brandon… No, Marvie Brandon should only be a pseudonym, let it be – Miss Secretary.”
Even though he was being pointed at, Mathison’s face still kept the sa unchangeable smile.
“That old penguin is not my boss. You’d better keep your curiosity about my identity to yourself.”
Maiev’s eyes flashed with deep disgust, God knows what she’s been through under the Penguin.
“Hurry up and answer my question, Phantom Kid. Otherwise, don’t bla for shooting you. The death penalty for the cri you committed is a certainty. I won’t be psychologically burdened after killing you.”
Mathison’s heart moved. He was still thinking about Maiev’s real identity. And now, after listening to Maiev’s words, he can already be sure that Maiev must conform to the US governnt.
As for which institution she belongs to, he is still uncertain. It is a possibility that she might be from the FBI, CIA, USSS. In short, she is not from S.H.I.E.L.D.
Just kidding! When would S.H.I.E.L.D. care seriously about whether a cri is committed by soone?
“Ugh.”
Mathison sighed.
“Miss Brandon, have you forgotten the last ti we t?”
“As I said, I hate soone with a gun pointed at .”
Maiev’s expression remained the sa, even her index finger remained on the trigger.
“You really… trust your gun so much?”
The mont Kid’s voice sounded in Maiev’s ears, she was reminded of that terrible mory.
In just one glance, he was able to unload the magazine of her pistol and steal it without her feeling anything.
It was a terrific hand speed.
Maiev swallowed her saliva with lingering fear and forced herself to calm down.
“This ti is different from the last ti. I didn’t have to touch your body at all, and you didn’t have a chance to unload the magazine!”
“It seems that you never learn. Look at what this is.”
Mathison suddenly sighed, like a teacher frustrated when he found that his students couldn’t learn no matter how hard he tried to teach them.
He raised his right hand with a serious expression and snapped his fingers.
A black magazine appeared in Mathison’s hand.
“What!”
Maiev looked at the magazine in Kid’s hand in disbelief.
That is indeed the magazine of her own pistol model!
But when exactly did he unload the magazine?
Maiev’s mind was a ss. After rembering that her magazine was stolen the last ti, and faced with Kid’s great confidence, she hadn’t had the slightest doubt that the magazine in the other party’s hand might not be hers.
“Snap!”
The chaotic thoughts caused Maiev to let go of her hand, and then the pistol fell to the ground.
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