Anti-hero of a certain comic

Before the war, there was always peace as usual.

Until someone breaks the delicate balance that maintains the world and ends the fair or unfair order and rules.

Just like the gunshot in Sarajevo, or a bearded man who once dreamed of being a priest and later wanted to be a painter, standing on the political podium.

As a result, order collapsed and rules collapsed!

A new round of shuffling, a new round of fighting, started vigorously, and became more and more intense!

Only then will people suddenly realize that war is coming.

This is just like when a storm is sweeping across, everyone has seen various omens, such as gloomy dark clouds, depressing atmosphere, and birds fleeing in panic.

But who would have thought that this is the loud horn of the giant war beast, the iron hooves falling! ?

Even if Batman is the greatest detective in the world, even if he can find all the subtle clues that are difficult to detect, even if he is already following the clues to trace the truth behind the darkness——

But it's still too late!

The beast that was secretly watching finally showed its sharp fangs.

…………

Let's turn the clock back three days.

It all started with the jewelry theft from the National Museum.

Among the Bvlgari antique collection jewelry that was originally expected to be on display for three days, an exquisite brooch created in 1962 and made of colored yellow diamonds, pink diamonds and platinum set with diamonds was mysteriously stolen.

The museum's access alarm system was not triggered, and there were no traces of suspicious persons in the video surveillance.

That valuable and exquisite brooch just disappeared.

Just when the Gotham Police Department has no clue, Batman has launched his own investigation.

First of all, the museum’s access control alarm system does not use the usual simple sound and light alarm.

Because the latter has a high false alarm rate, it is not suitable for museums with complex environments and many tourists.

Batman has sneaked into the National Museum and seen the layout and security plan of that building.

The person responsible for the security of the museum exhibits happens to be the security company under the name of Wayne Group.

They installed multiple laser alarm detectors on the door, and glass break alarms on the windows.

As long as someone attempts to invade using illegal means, the laser at the door will be triggered, and an automatic alarm will be called for security.

The same goes for breaking in through a window.

This eliminates the possibility of a thief sneaking in secretly, unless he or she, like Batman, avoids all detectors.

The museum's surveillance system uses high-speed dome surveillance cameras with low illumination and infrared night vision.

Various areas of the exhibition hall are covered with thermal imaging surveillance cameras, and next to the valuable exhibit counters are specially equipped with electronic alarm devices.

As soon as the exhibit leaves the glass frame with attached electronic facilities inside, the system will automatically react and trigger the alarm immediately.

Coupled with the patrolling guards and the strict protection around the museum, it is impossible for ordinary thieves to succeed.

But even under these heavy security measures, the diamond brooch was still stolen.

This left the Gotham Police Department at a loss as they were not even sure who the culprit was.

They can only be like a group of headless flies, looking for clues everywhere!

But Batman quickly identified the target and told Gordon.

Not many thieves can do this without being noticed.

"Catwoman", who has frequently appeared on the headlines of Gotham Times recently and has been listed as an important target by Batman, is one of them!

That was a female snitch who targeted jewelry, cultural relics and other precious works of art.

Catwoman's stealing skills are world-class and can be successful in any tightly defended environment.

"She was very professional and left almost no trace."

Bruce sat beside the workbench in the Batcave. He would stay here most of the time except when he went out or rested.

He looked at the multiple case files retrieved from the Gotham Police Department on the screen.

"Then how are you going to find this...Catwoman? But judging from the name, she matches you very well, Master Wayne."

Alfred stood behind Bruce, holding tea and pastries after dinner.

The old butler discovered that the Wayne family inheritance in front of him

People have become more and more addicted to Batman's life.

Sometimes he would rather stay in the Batcave than put on a suit, get in a sports car and enjoy the life that a young man should have.

Often when people become obsessed with something, it means they will ignore the things around them that are worth cherishing.

And this was not exactly what Alfred wanted to see.

"Take out some precious jewelry from Wayne Manor and hold a charity auction party tomorrow. She will deliver it to her door herself!"

Bruce thought about it for a moment and then answered.

After he looked through Catwoman's files, he had a rough idea of ​​how this jewel thief did things.

The other party steals jewelry and cultural relics not just for money.

She has some unique aesthetic and collecting habits. In addition to reselling stolen goods, she occasionally keeps a few pieces for herself.

This kind of behavior can actually reflect one's personality traits.

"This is finally a good thing. At least Bruce Wayne no longer has to hide in the cave and can go out to socialize and bask in the sun."

Alfred muttered quietly, turned around and walked into the elevator.

…………

The next day, seven o'clock in the evening.

At night, Wayne Manor is filled with guests and luxury cars, as if all the rich and famous people in Gotham have gathered together.

As we all know, the Wayne family is not only one of the city's wealthy families, but also a witness to its long history.

This profound heritage and respected special status.

This gives the heirs of the Wayne family extraordinary appeal.

So, when I heard that Bruce Wayne was going to hold a charity donation party at his manor.

Many wealthy and famous people in Gotham responded enthusiastically, as if they were eager to donate generously.

After all, being able to attend the Wayne family's dinner party and step into that magnificent manor that represents Gotham's dignity and honor.

In a sense, this is equivalent to symbolizing oneself, officially entering the upper class society and becoming the so-called social elite.

"Wayne Manor hasn't been this busy in a long time."

Alfred handed over the suit and tie in his hand, with a smile on his face.

It can be seen that the old housekeeper is in a good mood today.

"They are not here for the Wayne family, they just want to satisfy their own vanity."

Bruce put on his bow tie, rather disapprovingly.

The real purpose of this masquerade is just to find a certain female thief.

He took out a green diamond necklace from the safe that once belonged to Marie-Joseph, the last queen of Italy.

A luxurious and rare sapphire ring has sold for nearly US$300 million at auction.

A jaguar diamond bracelet that was once the favorite of King Edward VIII of England and is worth up to 1000 and [-] million US dollars.

These three pieces of jewelry alone are enough to make any thief in the world excited and want to take them for themselves.

And they are all auction items tonight, and the money raised will be used to renovate the urban construction project of Naihe Island.

"Maybe, but not many things have been passed down from the Wayne family, and that respectable honor and decency are the only things your parents have retained."

Alfred said with a serious face.

He hopes Bruce can cherish this honor, because it is one of the foundations of the Wayne family's foundation in Gotham.

"I will not throw away my family's honor."

Bruce was fully dressed and whispered: "My father once saved Gotham once, during the Great Depression."

"And I just want to save it again! As long as we work harder, Gotham can become a bright city full of hope again! I have no doubt about this."

Bruce walked out of the study and opened the door to the main hall.

It was already bustling outside and the atmosphere was just right.

The Swarovski crystal chandelier is dazzling, the firelight on the exquisite candle holder is bright, and the soothing and soft music flows in the air.

The guests attending this ball were all well-dressed and brightly dressed.

As the owner of Wayne Manor, Bruce had a faint smile on his face, maintaining his personality as usual.

And those deep eyes roamed around, looking for tonight's target.