Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

Gotham Police Department - Rooftop of GCPD Headquarters.

Commissioner James Gordon stood next to a giant lit searchlight, a striking bat symbol reflected in the dark sky.

Opposite him, a young man dressed a little funny was looking at a card full of words.

The boy was wearing a red short-sleeved top, green gloves and trousers, a yellow cloak and a black eye patch that covered the upper half of his face. The bright colors of red, green and yellow looked like he had just escaped from the circus and forgot to change the act. Take the same clothes.

He calls himself Robin and is Batman's apprentice, assistant and partner.

"Pour the last drop of water into the transparent bottle,

The new-born fish jumps out of the dried bottle,

The trapped angel weeps sadly,

When the flipped L appears on the tower,

The silver wings will follow the guidance of the moonlight and descend,

Brush away the angel's tears.

Yours sincerely, Kaitou Kidd"

Robin read the contents on the card and showed a strange look.

"Director, are you sure this isn't some new prank? Or has the Riddler escaped from Arkham?"

"No, this wasn't a prank, and the Riddler didn't escape."

Gordon said with serious eyes.

"About a week ago, Kaitou Kidd sent a warning letter to the art museum. The staff at the museum thought it was someone's prank, so they did not report the crime. However, a few days later they discovered that a bracelet studded with jewels had been stolen. , the same card was left at the scene.”

"Until today, he sent a new notice, and it also included the jewelry he stole last time. This notice letter is relatively obscure, and we can only guess part of the meaning."

Robin asked in surprise: "You mean, he gave back what he stole? Why did he do that?"

"Maybe he was angry that no one paid attention to his warning. Maybe he didn't want the jewelry in the first place but had another purpose. Who knows what he wanted to do?"

Gordon shook his head.

"After so many years of working on cases in Gotham, I no longer want to ask 'why'."

"Okay, I'll keep this card with me first, and I'll figure out what it means."

Robin put away the "Phantom Thief Kidd" card and turned around to leave the rooftop.

"You've been alone all this time. Where's Batman?"

Gordon asked looking at Robin's back.

"Batman is busy with other things and is not in Gotham for the time being. You know, he has a team now. I don't mean our outdated duo, but a big team."

Robin spread his hands and explained to Gordon.

"Justice League? I get it."

"Don't worry, Director, Gotham still has me. I can help you catch this Riddler No. 2."

Robin patted his chest and smiled confidently.

After saying that, he jumped down from the edge of the rooftop and disappeared into the night.

-

At the same time, in a single-family house in Gotham City.

In a dark room, a handsome young man covered his eyes with a piece of cloth.

In front of him was a large square table with a pile of shuffled playing cards and a timer.

The young man took a deep breath and reached out to press the timer switch.

Then he stretched out his hands and pulled them quickly on the table a few times, and all the playing cards were concentrated in the young man's palm. Then he turned his hands upward and held them slightly, and the playing cards began to bend under the pressure.

Swish, brush, brush!

When the bending pressure is just right, the playing cards in your hand will be ejected into the air like a fountain.

When the playing cards fly to a certain height, the upward elastic force will be exhausted, and then they will fall under the influence of gravity.

Next, a shocking scene happened.

When the first flying card was about to fall to a height parallel to his hands, all the playing cards in his hand just left his palm.

The playing cards that originally popped out of the young man's left hand fell smoothly to his right hand, and even the following cards fell into the palm of his right hand, neatly and accurately.

In contrast, the stack of playing cards originally on the right hand fell to the left hand.

The young man folded his hands, put the two piles of cards together, and spread them out in an arc on the table.

One card presses a small part of another card, with each card showing almost the same distance.

Gently flip the card at the bottom upwards, and all the playing cards on the table will have a chain reaction like dominoes, automatically flipping over one after another.

The first card is the Ace of Spades, the second card is the 2 of Spades, the third card is the 3 of Spades... until the King of Spades.

First there are spades, then hearts, clubs, and finally diamonds.

A deck of cards that was scattered randomly at first is now displayed on the square table in perfect order.

Finally, press to stop the timer.

The whole process is smooth and flowing, without any unnecessary movements or pauses.

"call--"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and pulled off the black cloth covering his eyes, revealing a pair of blue pupils.

"27.21 seconds, 0.8 seconds faster than last month, not bad."

The boy's name is Dean Saston. He is not a native of this world, but a time traveler.

Dean's luck is pretty good. The Thaston family is a well-known magician family in Gotham, and his parents are both excellent stage magicians.

Therefore, even if his parents died in a car accident when he was just six years old, the property left behind was enough to ensure that Dean would not have to worry about starving to death.

Even so, Dean still had a huge sense of crisis in his heart.

Although he had never read DC comics seriously in his previous life, he had heard about many major events that affected a wide range of areas.

What about the big explosion in Star City, what about the destruction of the entire city of Blüdhaven, what about the more than seven million dead souls in Coast City, what about the catastrophe of the universe in the Blackest Night, and so on.

Even if we don't mention those horrific events, just say that during the years Dean has lived in Gotham, he had to set up a trap on the window sill at the door every night before he dared to sleep.

In the days to come, it will only become more and more dangerous.

Fortunately, as a time traveler, Dean also has his own golden finger - a game UI-like operation interface called "Miracle Thief System".

"Name: Dean Suston

Age: 16

Skills: Magic Mastery, Vehicle Mastery, Lockpicking Mastery, Shooting Mastery, Fighting Mastery, Quick Disguise, Voice Change without Props

Items: card gun, grappling gun, triangular glider, bulletproof cloak"

This is Dean's personal panel in the system. In addition to the panel, there is also an exchange mall.

The mall sells everything from a pair of socks to the Light of the Creation of the Universe.

According to the introduction provided in the system, the exchange requires a token called "exclamation value".

As the name suggests, exclamation value is generated when others are shocked.

An ordinary person can provide a little exclamation value at a time. The higher the identity level and the stronger the psychological endurance, the more exclamation points provided by the object.

But in the ten years since traveling back in time, Dean has never gained even a single exclamation point. His existing skills and items basically come from the system's activation gift packs.

In order to test his proficiency in skills, Dean sometimes participates in some stage magic performances and earns extra money by the way.

Thanks to his parents' reputation while they were still alive, many theaters and circuses welcomed him on stage.

Dean also liked to call him a genius young magician.

However, no matter how wonderful the magic he performed on the stage and how surprised the audience was, the "exclamation value" in the system never increased.

Thinking of the name of the system, Dean couldn't help but guess that perhaps it was necessary to gain exclamation points through Phantom Thief-like behavior?

So the question is, what kind of behavior can be called a phantom thief?

Names suddenly appeared in Dean's mind: the elegant and romantic gentleman thief, the suave handsome thief, the humorous and clever monkey-faced thief...

In the end, it became a flawless figure, gorgeous, chic, elegant and mysterious, which almost combined all the advantages of the identity of the Phantom Thief.

His name is Kaitou Kidd!