"Hello everyone, I'm Joey Cicero, the hotel's executive manager, and I would like to welcome all of you to our hotel for this auction."

On the podium of the auction venue, Cicero manager held the microphone and made an opening speech to the celebrities in the audience with a smile.

"Right now in front of me is the first auction of the day – an antique pocket watch!"

In front of him was a table with a hammer and a pocket watch that looked old.

Behind Cicero was a large screen showing the details of the pocket watch.

"This pocket watch comes from the Elliott family, a famous Gotham family, and more than a century ago, Edward Elliott, the then head of the Elliott family, spent a lot of money to hire world-class craftsmen to make the ......."

Cicero gushes about the history of antique pocket watches.

Offstage, Dick pretended to be listening with interest, but in fact he was absent-minded.

"Kidd the Strange Thief's goal should be that the pink diamond will not be wrong, and the time for him to do it will definitely be the moment when zero o'clock comes......"

Dick thought to himself.

"Obviously no one noticed that the monster thief Kidd had infiltrated him, he could have been hiding forever, why did he send a card out in advance and provoke me to go to him?"

"He's so confident that I can't debunk his disguise before the time comes? Or is it just part of his plan? ”

He held two cards from Kidd the Monster Thief, one a teaser and one a challenge.

Dick looked at the contents of the two cards, thinking a lot.

"Think about what the last thing I want to do right now would be if I were Kidd the Thief......"

At the same time, on a building opposite the hotel, several snipers set up sniper rifles on the side of the rooftop and aimed them at the hotel, which happened to be the auction venue on the eighteenth floor.

Next to the sniper, Okilvie, a penguins of the Penguin people, pulled out his cell phone and dialed a call.

"What's the matter, Okilvie?"

Soon after, the phone was connected, and a female voice came from inside.

"Rak, are you already at the auction?"

O'Kilvie asked.

"Sitting in the corner and watching these rich men fight over a pile of old tattered iron, and the gray lettard is by my side."

The woman named Rak said impatiently.

"It's still a long time before that fake stone comes out, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Be careful when you talk at the auction so that you don't get heard."

Okilvie admonished with a frown.

"Hah! Are you questioning my abilities? Don't forget that I've been working under my boss much longer than you, and no one can hear me as long as I don't want to. ”

Lark said dismissively.

"Whatever you want, you're responsible for anything that goes wrong anyway...... Are there any signs of Kidd the Thief? ”

O'Kilvi asked.

"No, if I had seen it, he would have died under my gun by now."

There was arrogance in Lark's tone, as if he didn't take the thief Kidd seriously.

"It's good to have faith, Lac, and I hope you can live up to it."

Okilvi said with a chuckle in his eyes with a meaningful glint.

"If nothing else, the monster thief Kidd will show up at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I called you to remind you, don't forget what the boss said, don't do anything to the monster thief Kidd at the first time, let the GCPD play with him first, we can not come forward."

"Humph!"

Lark snorted coldly and hung up the phone, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

"Miss Lack, what did Mr. O'Kilvie call about? Is it the boss who has new orders? ”

Beside her, a wealthy middle-aged man in a blue suit asked with a smirk on his face.

This man is none other than the head of Ethan International Shipping, Gray Letard Ethan, who was recently tied up in a coma in the toilet by Dean.

So how did Ashrietrad, who should have been trapped in the toilet, end up at the auction?

The answer is simple, he is not the real Grey Lettard at all, but Dean Suston in disguise.

It's not easy to pretend to be Grey Lettard, after all, Dean is a bit different in size from him, and he has to fill his clothes with a lot of stuff to look presentable.

"No, he's just making fun of me and wasting my time!"

Lark disgruntled.

"You seem to have a lot of opinions about Mr. O'Kilvie? Both of you are the boss's most relied on henchmen, why do you seem to have deep contradictions? ”

Dean, disguised as Gray Letard Ethan, asked curiously.

"Humph!" Hearing this, Lark sneered and said, "The most relied on henchman? Why is he? I've been with my boss for ten years, and I've solved countless enemies for him, and I'm also in charge of the Penguin Gang's largest iceberg casino in all industries! ”

Iceberg Casino?

Dean's eyes flashed, this place is said to be the birthplace of the penguin people, and it was handed over to the woman in front of him who didn't seem to have a bright brain.

I really don't know if the penguins trust Lark so much, or if this woman has some clever means?

"What is Okilvie? He only joined the gang three years ago, and what he did was just small jobs such as debt collection, money lending, horse betting, and thugs, and he was usually not even qualified to meet the boss, and he did it for two years! ”

"If it weren't for the fact that in a gang war last year, this guy didn't know what shit luck he had taken to the boss, and he would be valued by the boss when he came up with a few ideas, and he would have turned into a bullshit counselor."

Lack's face was filled with disdain.

"Just a year ago, he was still a nobody, why did he become the boss's most relied on confidant?"

Dean has a saying in his heart, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

According to Lack, she has been under the hands of the Penguins for ten years, but she still behaves so brainlessly, and her thinking is all about fighting and killing.

On the other hand, Okilvie was able to come up with an idea that would make the penguins shine in a gang war, without mentioning it in advance, which proves that people at least have brains.

The status of a ten-year veteran has climbed up in just one year, shouldn't you reflect on yourself?

Dean couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, as the saying goes, Crazy Boy doesn't have to be a fool all his life, you can use it.

However, it is a good thing for Dean that this man has no scheming, and from the time he entered the auction to the present, Dean has been using the skin of Gray Lettard to keep knocking out a lot of words from Lack.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Dean's eyes moved and he looked down at the first row.

I saw that the position in the middle belonged to Dick Grayson, and at some point it became empty, leaving only Alfred still sitting in his place.

(Brothers, you can put forward any opinions, where there is a problem with the writing, say it directly, scold when you should scold, spray when you squirt, don't delete the book and leave)