It had been a sunny day in New York for the past two days, and their peaceful lives continued.
Luke and Selina, on the other hand, continued to slack off until Luke confirmed the target of the operation. Selina finally had something to do.
Wiping out hooligans was definitely her specialty.
Also, the mission this time was very simple. She didn't need to ask or fish. She just needed to send all the people on Luke's list to the orthopedic departments of the major hospitals in New York.
There was only one requirement — quick.
After splitting the work, Selina only needed to deal with the four gangs on the edge of Queens, while Luke was responsible for the seven gangs in Queens and Brooklyn.
The operation was expected to be completed in three hours. Selina couldn't spend more than forty minutes on each gang, and Luke spent less than half an hour.
In the past, this wouldn't have been very efficient.
But there had been too many people sneaking around in New York recently, which would increase the time it would take for them to switch locations and the possibility of them being tracked. Thus, the technical requirements were higher.
Selina, however, was full of confidence. "No problem. They'll tremble under my fists. "
As she spoke, she raised her greasy hands, which glowed with a faint yellow light. "I'll use these invincible iron fists to blow up all the dog heads."
Gold Nugget was unhappy. "Huh?"
Selina said, "You're not a dog. Why are you scolding me? Go eat your lobster."
Gold Nugget thought for a moment and realized that it made sense. Why should it feel indignant for a human dog head? I'm a noble symbiote.
Thus, it decisively buried its alien dog head and gnawed on the Boston lobster in the basin.
Luke then told her the ins and outs of the operation.
Selina was shocked. "Do they really dare to use the explosions to force Batman to show up?"
Although she was already used to the bottom line of these upper-class people under Luke's subtle influence, causing a lot of civilian casualties in her own country just to force a chivalrous Batman to come out and arrest him was beyond her imagination.
After all, Batman didn't do anything evil to ordinary people. At most, he only cracked down on crime and illegality.
The criminals were only injured, and almost none of them died.
Even if there was a death toll in the other party's profile, it was only the Hand ninjas that Selina had killed, as well as vampires, who might not even be considered humans.
Strictly speaking, Batman really hadn't killed a single human.
Even in terms of the law, the crimes committed by any medium-sized gang in America were far more serious than those committed by Batman.
The fact that the other party was using such a despicable method to force Batman could only mean that they weren't targeting Batman for the sake of justice and the people, but purely out of selfish desires.
"Maybe it's not that exaggerated." Luke shrugged. "Think about the 2,400 pounds of explosives that were swapped, and the two truck drivers who disappeared after injuring Charlie and the others."
Selina frowned. "Do you mean they still have a conscience?"
These people had nothing to do with conscience. Luke laughed. "Think about it again."
Selina thought for a moment. "Are you saying that they knew but didn't stop it? They just let the witch wait for Batman to show up? You didn't want to make a big deal out of this and prevent the case from being investigated thoroughly? "
Luke nodded. "That's about it. Do you understand what they're thinking?"
Selina said, "Because they're only using them. Even if we really investigate the robbers, we'll only find out that everything was planned by the robbers. At this point, the various government departments will also be satisfied and want to close the case as soon as possible so that they will be safe. "
Luke snapped his fingers. "Bingo, the mastermind of this operation is very cautious. Even if I leak this information to the other departments, I won't be able to get enough evidence, and no one will understand her motives. After all, she won't get anything out of looking for trouble with Batman. "
Selina said, "Because we'll only get the benefits after we catch Batman, right?"
Luke patted Selina's head with a smile. "Good.
Keep it up, girl. "
Selina sneered and moved away. "Little brother who can't even drink legally, go away!"
Luke said, "Drinking makes a person's nerves numb, drinking makes a person's face ugly, drinking makes a hostage detached! That's why I don't drink. "
Selina: (⊙ ω ⊙) What the hell is this thing called plasma wall separation? Can you speak English properly?
…
That night, Luke's clone sat leisurely in a fast food restaurant called Williamsburg Restaurant.
His seat was by the window, which was neither too big nor too small. It was the best place in the entire restaurant for the exterior view.
It was already half past one at night, and the fast food restaurant was counting down to closing time again.
The waitress, Carolyn, the cashier, Old Earl, and the middle-aged boss, Han, were all gathered at a table in the hall with inquisitive looks on their faces as they whispered to one another.
"Are you really not going to call Max?" Han asked in a low voice. "In the past, she and you would be cleaning up at this time, counting and splitting the money, and waiting to get off work."
Caroline had a careful expression on her face. "That's love. How can it be disturbed by smelly mop and dirty cash?"
Old Earl smiled. "I think, as long as there's enough dirty cash, a lot of hot white moms are willing to fall in love with me many times."
Caroline said, "… Fine, you're right. So, when Max receives the twenty cupcakes tonight from her big eater boyfriend, shouldn't I just sit here and watch? If I use my lipstick again, I'll have to scrape off the skin on my lips. I need dirty cash to buy myself a devil's claw to catch a man's eye. "
Han said, "… Caroline, I don't think you have a boyfriend."
After a brief silence, Caroline finally said, "That's why I need a charming lipstick."
In fact, when Luke entered the restaurant at five past one, Max had delivered the cupcakes.
It was already half past one, and the ace waitress hadn't shown up at her usual spot.
What could Caroline do?
She was helpless against the big client who cleaned out her cupcake stock every time she came.
Jealousy could only make her ugly, but it couldn't make her rich. Big clients, on the other hand, could.
Between money and jealousy, Caroline decisively chose money.
Cupcakes nowadays weren't cheap goods that cost 1.5 dollars each, but high-end products that cost 3 to 4 dollars each.
Ever since the big client who was flirting with a certain fierce waitress at the window had given a suggestion, Max and Caroline had added a batch of high-end products to the cupcakes.
At first, Caroline had only agreed to do a trial run for a few days because she couldn't beat a certain fierce girl who was obsessed with sex.
In the end, people came to buy the expensive cupcakes every day.
As someone who had been born into a wealthy family and who had graduated from Wharton, Caroline was all too familiar with this routine.
Sure enough … she didn't discover anything when she casually talked to the customers.
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