Chapter 165: Kidnapping
During his time in Hong Kong, Roy spent most of his days learning combat skills from Kassandra. In addition to being constantly beaten, Kassandra also taught him a number of advanced techniques, many of which were inherited from the League of Assassins and could not be learned even from Batman.
At night, he was given the opportunity to go on a night patrol with Kassandra.
Kassandra's codename here is "Black Bat", and she used to be Gotham City's successor to Barbara's Batgirl, before coming here after her independence and changing her name to "Black Bat".
Roy observed her night work and grew in admiration for the girl.
Unlike Batman, Batman has adapted the various moves he has learned, and all the lethal parts of the moves have been abandoned by him. Kassandra was trained to create the "perfect assassin" from a young age, and almost all of her moves were lethal and ferocious, but her handling of the degree was incredibly accurate, and she almost never inflicted too much damage on her enemies.
Roy's comment might be unbelievable to someone who was beaten up by Kassandra, but Roy felt that this was the most appropriate assessment - she was a gentle girl. No matter how much training she received, nothing changed what was in her bones, kindness and gentleness, and although it seemed strange to describe a perfect assassin in those words, she was.
At dinner that day, Roy was sure that it was the first time he had seen the gentle Kassandra angry.
On the TV news, a Hong Kong female announcer reported with a serious expression: "A young man who acted bravely in the face of righteousness was kidnapped in his apartment this morning. His mother is now talking to the anchor. ā
The camera cuts to a crying old woman, who pleads with a crying voice: "Please, let me do whatever I want, I just want my son to come back......"
Batman said that Kassandra wouldn't say it, but would listen. She could understand what was being said on TV, as could be seen by her somber expression and the strained fist that trembled slightly.
Roy looked at her silently for a moment and said, "Don't worry." I'll get him back. ā
Kassandra looked at Roy in amazement.
"What? Didn't Batman mention to you that I'm a detective? ā
The city of Hong Kong, Roy is actually not unfamiliar. In his previous life, he had been here quite a few times, and he had cooperated with the Hong Kong police on several cases. Although the local police did not like to work with him as much as most other local counterparts, his excellent ability did help the police a lot.
And yet now. The streets and buildings in front of me are incomparably similar to the city in my memory,
But it seems so strange.
There is not much information from newspapers and news media channels, and all that can be learned is that the name of the stolen teenager is Qin Yi, nineteen years old. The kidnappers have not made any demands at this time, and do not seem to have any intention of asking for anything at all.
The scariest part is that the kidnappers seem to be just trying to get revenge.
That's all you can get from the media. The next step is to go to the scene to see it in person.
As soon as the night fell, the two of them set out. Although Roy said he would investigate on his own, Kassandra insisted on following.
Roy walked briskly down the street where the young man's house named Qin Yi was located, and Kassandra followed him like a little follower.
"Here...... Do? Kassandra asked.
What she wanted to ask was probably "what are we doing here", and after a long time with her, she became familiar with it. Roy said: "Not sure. Maybe go to the scene where the child was snatched and see if there are any clues, or see if there are any surveillance cameras nearby, or if there happens to be a neighbor nearby who has the same extraordinary memory as Xiaoba......"
"Xiaoba?" Kassandra repeated the word in confusion.
"Oracle. Barbara Gordon, you used to know each other. ā
Kassandra made a look of abruptness, then said, "Oracle." Good. ā
The two continued to walk a few steps, and Roy suddenly froze, his eyes fixed on a car not far away.
Kassandra followed his gaze and asked suspiciously, "What?" ā
Roy walked to the side of the car, pointed to the ticket on the window, and said, "The parking ticket from a week ago, it hasn't been driven for at least a week." ā
He then crouched down and pointed to the wheels: "There were similar friction marks under all four tires, and it was obvious that it had been moved a few feet. ā
Then he pointed to a long scratch on the door that looked like someone had scratched it: "A car that was going very fast had scraped past its side." And there was no slowing down after the collision, if I'm not mistaken, last night's police channel report revealed that there were police cars on duty passing through this area, and it is likely that the sirens alarmed the prisoners, causing them to speed in a panic and scratch the vehicles here. And we were lucky. The paint of that car was scratched on this car so that we knew the body color. Looks like a ......"
"Brown!" Kassandra looked excited.
"yes, we're looking for a brown car." "Then we may need to use road traffic footage to help us find out where that car is." (uļ½kļ½ļ½ļ½u.o)ā
Kassandra asked, "How do you use it?" ā
Roy took a deep breath, and he couldn't help but think about how nice it would be to have Barbara's help.
Sneaking into the police is nothing new for the people of the Bat House. In Hong Kong, however, Roy has not done so.
If Barbara is there at this time, of course, there is no need to be so troublesome, just move your fingers, and the road traffic surveillance video will be all in hand.
However, now that she is gone, then the most primitive method can only be used.
Roy and Kassandra pried open the crucified vents and burrowed into the database. Roy slipped to the edge of the main server, hooked up the mobile computer on his wrist, and began to download the footage data as he whispered to Kassandra, "Go outside and keep an eye on it, let me know if anyone is coming." ā
Kassandra made an "OK" gesture and went to the door.
Roy waited quietly for the progress bar to finish, and after five minutes, the green progress bar read "100%". As luck would have been, Kassandra didn't make a sound, and no one seemed to bother.
Putting away the data cable, Roy gently came to the door and motioned for her to go, only to realize that he was wrong.
It's not that no one came, it's just that he didn't know.
The two guards fell unconscious, and Kassandra leaned against the wall, her black mask showing her face of innocence.
She managed the two of them quietly, and Roy didn't even hear any movement.
After being stunned for a moment, Roy said, "Okay, that's fine." Let's go. "To be continued.