“Oh right, are there weapons in the manor?” Rex asked Alfred.
“Weapons?
Does your gang need them?”
“No,” Rex explained.
“Selina is a key witness to the murder case.
If the news leaks out, the mastermind behind the scenes will definitely focus on her.
It is not even impossible that they might attack us right at our front door.”
“But besides us, only Gordon knows Selina is here.” Although Gordon could be a bit reckless sometimes, Alfred still trusted his character quite a bit.
“Gordon said he was going to find a trustworthy lawyer.
Even though I have not met him, lawyers in Gotham always make people feel uneasy.”
“Just in case, it is better for us to be careful.” Rex knew the plot; when the assassins came knocking, Alfred had suffered a gunshot wound.
“There are a few handguns and two hunting rifles in the rooms,” Alfred said after thinking for a moment.
“Uh…
I will go out and find some high-powered ones.”
Rex did not expect that such a massive place like Wayne Manor would have so few weapons for self-defense.
It was only because the Court of Owls had not thought about eliminating Bruce yet; otherwise, the Wayne family line would have been wiped out in minutes.
So, Rex drove out and brought back a whole carload of firearms and ammunition.
Since Alfred was paying for it anyway, he took as much as he could carry.
His main reason was his own little scheme.
‘If I am allowed to take items with me when I leave this world, I will be able to bring some of these along.’
Ring, ring, ring.
After storing the weapons, Rex’s phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was Falcone.
“Hello, Carmine.
Is there something wrong?”
“Rex, my money house was robbed,” Falcone’s voice over the phone sounded grave.
“Is this part of your plan to let the Penguin gain merit?” The tone of this Gotham overlord carried a hint of dissatisfaction.
“No, if it were part of the plan, I would have told you,” Rex responded calmly and collectedly.
“Besides, why would I do something to break the stability?”
Falcone was convinced.
In his mind, Rex was one hundred percent on his side.
“So, was it Maroni’s doing?”
“There has been no news from the Penguin’s side, and Maroni does not know the location of your money house.” Rex’s answer carried a pointed implication.
“What are you trying to say?”
“Fish.”
“Impossible.
She has been very quiet lately, the most obedient of them all,” Falcone flatly denied.
“You know she has always wanted to usurp your position.”
Falcone let out a light chuckle.
“Most of the people under me want to usurp my position.
That does not prove anything.”
Rex curled his lips, thinking to himself, ‘This Falcone really is stubborn.’
If the Penguin currently had a filter in Rex’s eyes, then Fish Mooney definitely had a filter in Falcone’s eyes.
Fish Mooney had been single-handedly promoted by Falcone.
In her early years, without Falcone, she would have died a long time ago.
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Falcone could understand her having ambitions, and he had even given her multiple chances.
Falcone really was getting old.
Rex felt this deeply.
If Falcone were a bit younger, the moment Fish dared to cause this much trouble, he would have raised his butcher’s knife long ago.
“Alright, let us leave it at that.
Remember to notify me if you get any news.”
Falcone hung up the phone and raised a hand to massage the corners of his eyes.
Seeing him look a bit tired, a pair of hands reached over at that moment and gently began massaging him.
“Thank you, Liza.”
Falcone squinted his eyes, enjoying the moment.
“It is what I should do, Carmine.”
The young woman giving the massage was wearing a vintage dress.
Her tone was gentle, and she carried the elegant aura of a noble lady.
She was also one of the reasons why Falcone’s decisive ruthlessness was not what it used to be.
Liza looked very much like Falcone’s mother, and her speech and manners were a perfect match.
Even her hobbies were exactly the same as his mother’s.
Ever since an accidental encounter, Liza had quickly entered Falcone’s life, and her position in his heart grew increasingly important.
The tender trap is a hero’s tomb—it has always been this way since ancient times.
But what Falcone did not know was that there were not that many coincidences in the world.
Everything about Liza was meticulously arranged by Fish Mooney.
Her goal was to get close to Falcone and gather intelligence for her.
It was exactly the same as the Penguin’s role next to Maroni.
And the other person currently trapped in a hero’s tomb was the young Bruce Wayne.
Having never had any close interactions with a girl, he was unknowingly drawn to the free-spirited Catwoman.
Selina also noticed Bruce’s various special qualities and paid an unusual amount of attention to him.
As a result, the feelings between the two rapidly heated up.
Especially since Rex gave them a little assist from time to time.
“Alfred, where are you going?”
He stopped Alfred, who was about to enter the study.
“It is time for Master Bruce to go to class.” Alfred looked at Rex strangely and asked, “What are they doing inside?”
“Releasing hormones.”
Rex smiled wickedly and waved the camera in his hand.
Batman’s first kiss—this was way too valuable.
In the future, when Bruce became an adult, if he did not use this to blackmail him out of a hundred pounds of Kryptonite, he would be doing a disservice to how long he had camped out to take the photo.
Alfred looked at Rex with disgust.
“Rex, you really need to fix your sick sense of humor.”
However, right before pushing open the study door, he tossed back one more sentence.
“Save a copy for me.”
After a flurry of chaotic noise in the study, Bruce and Selina walked out one after the other.
Before Bruce could ask about the camera in Rex’s hand, the doorbell suddenly rang from the front gate.
“Could that be Gordon?” Bruce asked.
Wayne Manor rarely had guests, and the one who came the most was Gordon.
Alfred walked alone to the door to open it, but Rex felt something was wrong.
“Alfred,” Rex called out to stop him.
“Remember what I said?”
Alfred reacted instantly, his expression turning solemn.
Seeing them act like this, Bruce and Selina stopped their chatter.
“Kids,” Rex called out to them.
“Go upstairs first.”
The little bat and the little cat were both very smart.
They did not ask why and obediently ran upstairs.
Rex also went upstairs, grabbed a shotgun, and hid at the corner of the second-floor staircase.
Alfred tucked a handgun into his waistband and cautiously opened the door, only to find a black woman covered in blood on her face and head.
“My car…
drove off the road.
Please, help me,” the woman said weakly, her body unsteady on her feet.
“Please come in, come in quickly.”
Alfred hurried over to support her, helping the woman stumble into the house.
But from an angle she could not see, Alfred frowned.
Thanks to Rex’s warning, Alfred was already on high alert and immediately spotted the flaw.
The muscles hiding beneath this woman’s clothes were even more developed than his own!
Sure enough, not long after entering the house, the woman began scanning the surroundings.
But Bruce and Selina had already hidden, leaving her with nothing to find.
“Ma’am?”
Alfred tested her with a word.
To his surprise, the woman immediately made a move, trying to put him in a chokehold so he could not make a sound.
Fortunately, Alfred was well prepared.
Although he pretended to be restrained, his hand had already reached the handgun at his waist.
But he did not fire.
‘Since it is an attack, she definitely has accomplices,’ Alfred reasoned.
As expected, two more burly men broke into the house.
Seeing Alfred restrained, they headed straight for the stairs without a word.
Just as the woman was feeling smug about her plan succeeding…
Bang!
A deafening gunshot rang out.
The burly man charging in front was blasted right down the stairs by the shotgun’s massive firepower, dropping dead on the spot.
At the same time, Alfred fired his weapon.
Bang, bang, bang.
Three consecutive shots, and the woman died instantly.
There was still one burly man left in the room.
He hastily pulled out his handgun, but under the pincer attack of Rex and Alfred—one from the front and one from behind, one from above and one from below—he only managed to last two seconds longer.
“Thank God.
Rex, you are incredibly far-sighted.”
After waiting for a moment and seeing no one else coming, Alfred spoke, feeling incredibly lucky.
Meanwhile, Rex dialed a number on his phone.
“Hey, Gordon.
Come clean up the mess!”
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