Chapter 428: Metropolis Mystery (12) (Patreon)

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"Did you just hit him with an umbrella?" Benjamin looked at Lionel's corpse and could clearly see a deep bruise on his jaw, which appeared to be consistent with Schiller's description.

After summarizing the key points of his conversation with Lionel, Schiller briefly explained his conversation with Lionel. Finally, he said, "After knocking him down, I was planning to leave directly, but before I left, I saw a shadow near the nearby window..."

"A shadow?" Benjamin frowned and scanned the several people in the room. Unexpectedly, Selena was the first to speak up.

"I finished my late-night snack and wanted to go for a walk, but it was snowing outside and there were agents everywhere in the hallway, so I just jumped off the balcony."

Benjamin stared at Selena's beautiful face. There was no doubt that her features were delicate and had a charm that made it hard to look away. However, no matter how he looked at her, Selena seemed more like a socialite who should be on the dance floor than a female agent who could jump and climb on the surface of a building.

Just as Benjamin was about to refute her, he felt a cool breeze on his face. With a "whoosh" sound, he turned around and saw a hairpin embedded in the gap between the bricks on the wall behind him. Selena withdrew her hand and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Don't ask me how I did it, just listen."

As Selena spoke, time slowly rewound back to when Schiller knocked Lionel down.

When Schiller turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of a shadow outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. Schiller didn't pause and left the meeting room directly. After the door to the meeting room closed, a figure quietly climbed in through the window. It was Selena, who was planning to install a bug.

Coincidentally, Selena and Bruce's room were directly above the meeting room, making it the easiest target for Selena to reach. Moreover, choosing the meeting room as the first target had many advantages. For example, if she was caught, she could say that she was invited here.

However, Selena was surprised to see a person lying on the ground as soon as she entered the room. The killer seemed to have just left, and Lionel was still moving. Selena was curious and approached him.

At that moment, Lionel finally regained consciousness. He grimaced and held his chin, struggling to get up from the ground. Then he saw Selena, who was looking at him curiously.

Lionel shook his head and had a moment of confusion before he remembered that she was Bruce's companion. Schiller's evaluation of Selena flashed through his mind, and it took him some time to connect her identity, appearance, and evaluation.

At that moment, Selena suddenly realized that she was here to do something bad, and Lionel was one of the hosts of the party. She turned around and wanted to run, but before she could, she saw that Lionel had a gun in his hand. In a moment, Selena rolled to the side, and with a muffled sound, the silenced handgun fired continuously.

Lionel's suppressed emotions erupted, and he kept firing the automatic handgun at Selena, his eyes full of malice. Lionel's marksmanship had not undergone any special training, and his accuracy rapidly decreased as the target distance increased and the movement speed increased. There were only a few bullets in the handgun magazine, and as he kept pulling the trigger to vent his emotions, the bullets quickly ran out.

At this point, Selena stood up from behind the sofa, tidied her hair, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Lionel, saying, "We don't have any grudges, do we? I don't remember stealing anything from the Luthor family."

Selena's tone was light because this was a small scene for her.

During the East District's four major gang shootouts, with gunfire and bombs exploding, she still managed to steal things.

Falcone and the Twelve Families governed the North District like an iron bucket, but they couldn't stop her from coming and going like the wind. For Selena, the amount of movement just now didn't even count as a warm-up.

But it was precisely this attitude that completely angered Lionel. Originally, Selena's image in his mind was just a useless socialite.

The wealthy Lionel had only seen these socialites trying to please him in every way possible. Now, Selena looked at him with eye contact as if she were looking at a child who couldn't even hit the target at a shooting camp.

This evening, Lionel had already been stimulated too many times, and even his solid psychological defense had collapsed.

He cursed loudly with dirty words, throwing insulting words at Selena that he could think of.

If Selena were really a socialite or the kind of rich young lady or wife commonly seen at banquets, they would definitely be so angry that their faces turned red, muttering powerless words like "ruffian," and stomping their feet until they turned around and ran away.

But Selena was not that kind of person. She grew up in the East District and almost lived in rap concerts every day. In terms of the vocabulary of dirty words, Lionel, who grew up in Metropolis, was no match for her.

The first few words Lionel said were insulting Selena's appearance and figure, which she didn't care about. But then Lionel began to mention her mother, and Selena immediately became angry.

She stood in place and a series of extremely intense and insulting dirty words came out of her mouth. In the next two minutes, she didn't even need to stop to catch her breath. All kinds of insulting metaphors, English slang, and insulting jokes flowed out of her mouth like a river. Even after Lionel was silent for three minutes, Selena was still cursing.

Knowing that Leonard's gun had no bullets, Selena walked directly from behind the sofa to Lionel and pointed at his nose to curse him.

The rap skills she developed in the lowest level of Gotham's East District were not to be underestimated. Selena spoke rapidly for several minutes before stopping.

She picked up a glass of wine from the nearby table, gulped it down, wiped her mouth, and said, "Thank you, you stupid old groundhog with lace like Joe's underwear. Since I moved into the damn Wayne Manor, I haven't felt this good in a long time."

Lionel's face was red with anger. He had never heard so many dirty words in his life.

In the end, he couldn't help it and completely gave up all the kindness he had pretended to have. He tore off the gentleman's mask and rushed towards Selena like a zombie, waving his fists to hit her.

Selena easily bent down to dodge his punches, stood up again, picked up a vase from the nearby decorative table, and swung it hard. With a "bang," the vase smashed straight into Lionel's face, and blood splattered as he fell to the ground.

Selena stood with her hands on her hips, threw the vase's mouth on the ground, spat at Lionel, and turned to walk towards the window.

Halfway through, she ran back to Lionel as if she remembered something, staring at his chest for a while.

When she found that he was still breathing, Selena breathed a sigh of relief. If Bruce knew that she had killed someone here, and the party host at that, he would definitely be very angry.

After confirming that Lionel was not dead, Selena left with peace of mind. Her route back was the same as the one she came from, walking outside the building. When she returned to the balcony of her room, she suddenly heard some noise inside.

Selena quickly leaned to the side and hid on the balcony, as she heard Benjamin's voice coming from the room.

"In conclusion, Philby is likely to have handed this list to his former colleagues or students. As I mentioned earlier in the lobby, the list is likely to be found on the East Coast, but not specifically..."

"Based on our observations, it's highly likely to be in Gotham."

There was a moment of silence in the room, then Bruce's tired response came, "Is that so?... Then go investigate, why come to me?"

Benjamin fell silent. The words he was about to say were not easy to speak, but Bruce showed no interest in continuing the conversation. Benjamin noticed that Bruce was leaning against the headboard, looking disheveled, as if he had just come down from a drug high.

Benjamin's gaze fell on the pile of bottles, he frowned, and then had to get straight to the point, "We need your help. Our agents have previously investigated Gotham, but..."

As if remembering something, Benjamin's expression became very unpleasant, but when he looked at Bruce, his attitude softened slightly.

After all, compared to the reports of the agents who went to investigate Gotham, Bruce was harmless.

Bruce sneered disdainfully, "You guys can't handle Gotham, can you? This is the foresight of the Wayne ancestors. You annoying agents... like dog shit that can't be shaken off..."

Benjamin's face looked grim, but he tried to remain patient and explained to Bruce, "There is likely a Soviet agent lurking in Gotham at the same level as Kim Philby. This is not beneficial for the Wayne Corporation. Perhaps he is planning to steal your company's secrets..."

"Steal secrets?" Bruce scoffed. "You really are a foolish agent. When you reach the level of the Wayne Corporation, there are no secrets to steal..."

"I can let you experience a day in my life, freely visit any of Wayne Corporation's factories, and you can disclose all the information you obtain. I don't care at all..."

"Mr. Wayne, I don't know why you hold such animosity towards agents, but I must emphasize the seriousness of this matter."

"Oh, here we go again. Everyone tells me the same thing, this is serious, that is serious. Come on, can't you relax a bit? Look at the time, it's already late at night!"

Bruce covered his eyes with his arm and said, "You lock me up here, bombarding me with questions. What's the difference from kidnapping? I don't want to hear any of this!"

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Selena walked in at the right time. She saw Benjamin's figure and paused, then frowned unhappily, "Darling, what's going on? Why are there outsiders in our room?"

Bruce quickly got up from the bed and hugged Selena's waist, saying, "There's no way around it. These annoying agents are always buzzing around outside."

The two of them were already embracing each other, and Benjamin couldn't stay any longer. He turned around with a dark face and walked out of the room.

"It seems you didn't cause fatal harm to Mr. Luthor."

In the meeting room, Schiller looked into Selena's eyes. Selena flicked her hair and said, "I just wanted to give him a taste, not kill him."

With that, Schiller turned his head back to Benjamin and said, "Officer, if you want some help from us, it's best to show some sincerity, don't you think?"

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