It has been sunny and peaceful in New York these two days, and life continues peacefully.
Luke and Selina's job is to continue fishing until he determines the target of the action and Selina finally has a chance to survive.
Raiding gangs of thugs is definitely her professional expertise.
Moreover, this mission is very simple. No questioning or fishing is required. All you need to do is send everyone on Luke's list to the orthopedic departments of major hospitals in New York.
There is only one requirement - fast.
After the two of them split the work, Selina only had to deal with the four most marginal gangs in Queens, while Luke was responsible for seven gangs in parts of Queens and the entire Brooklyn area.
The operation was expected to be completed within three hours. Selina could not spend more than forty minutes on each gang, and Luke less than half an hour.
In the past, such actions would not be very efficient.
But there are too many people secretly gathering intelligence in New York recently, which will to some extent increase the transition time for the two and the possibility of being tracked, so the technical requirements are still relatively high.
Selina was confident: "No problem. They will tremble under my fists."
As she spoke, she raised her greasy hands, which glowed with a faint yellow light: "I will use this pair of invincible fists to smash all the dog heads."
Gold Nugget was dissatisfied: "Ahh?"
Selina: "You are not a dog, why are you scolding me? Go eat your lobster."
Gold Nugget thought the same thing: Why should I feel sorry for a human dog head? I am a noble symbiote.
So, it decisively buried the alien dog head and ate the Boston lobster in the basin.
Only then did Luke explain the whole story of this operation.
Selina was shocked when she heard this: "Do they really dare to use a bombing to force Batman to show up?"
Although she had long been accustomed to the bottom line of these upper-class people under Luke's subtle influence, causing a large number 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 has not done anything evil against ordinary people, at most he is just fighting against illegal crimes.
The criminals were only injured, and almost no one died.
Even if there was a death toll in the other party's data, it was only a few Hand-held ninjas killed by Selina, as well as vampires that might not be considered human beings.
Strictly speaking, Batman has never killed any human being.
Even from a legal perspective, the severity of the violations committed by any medium-sized gang in the United States far exceeds that of Batman.
The fact that the other party used such cruel means to force Batman only shows that they targeted Batman not for justice and the people, but out of pure selfish desires.
"Maybe not that exaggerated." Luke shrugged. "Think about the 2,400 pounds of explosive materials that were swapped, and the two dump truck drivers who disappeared after injuring Charlie and the others."
Selina frowned: "Does that mean they still have a conscience?"
These people have nothing to do with conscience. Luke laughed out loud: "Think about it again."
Selina pondered for a moment: "You mean, they knew about it but didn't stop it, and just let the witch wait for Batman to show up? They took away the explosive materials because they didn't want to make a big deal out of it and avoid the case being thoroughly investigated?"
Luke nodded: "That's about it. Do you understand what they are thinking?"
Selina: "Because they are just intervening and taking advantage. Even if everyone really traces the case back to the robbers, they will only find that everything was planned by the robbers alone. Once they get here, the official departments will be satisfied and want to close the case quickly, so they will be safe."
Luke snapped his fingers. "Bingo. The planner of this operation is very cautious. Even if I reveal this information to other departments, I won't get enough evidence, and her motives will not be understood. After all, there is really no benefit for her to cause trouble for Batman."
Selina: "Because the benefits will only be obtained after Batman is captured, right?"
Luke smiled and patted Sai on the head: "Good girl, keep it up."
Selina sneered and moved away: "Little brother who can't even drink legally, get out of here!"
Luke: "Drinking makes people's nerves paralyzed, drinking makes people's faces ugly, drinking makes people's plasma membranes detached! So I don't drink."
Selena: (⊙ω⊙) What is plasmolysis? Can you speak English well
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That night, Luke's clone was sitting leisurely in a fast food restaurant called Williamsburg Restaurant.
He was sitting near the window, which had a medium-sized window and was considered the best place for the entire restaurant to view the exterior.
It was already 1:30 in the morning and the fast food restaurant once again began the countdown to closing.
The waitress Caroline, the cashier Old Earl, and the short middle-aged boss Han all gathered around a table in the hall and whispered with inquiring looks on their faces.
"Are you really not going to call Max?" Han asked in a low voice, "At this time in the past, she and you should be cleaning, counting money and dividing it, waiting for the end of get off work."
Caroline had a cautious expression on her face: "That's love, how can it be disturbed by smelly mops and dirty banknotes."
Old Earl smiled and said, "I think that as long as there is enough dirty money, many white hot moms are willing to have sex with me many times."
Caroline: "…Okay, you're right. So shouldn't I just sit here and watch while Max receives the money for twenty cupcakes tonight from her big-eating boyfriend? My lipstick is going to peel off my lips if I use it again, and I need the dirty money to buy myself a Devil's Claw to catch a man's eye."
Han: “…Caroline, you don’t seem to have a boyfriend.”
Caroline was silent for a moment, and finally said: "So I need a more charming lipstick."
In fact, Max brought the cake over when Luke walked in at five minutes past one.
It's already 1:35, and the ace waitress is no longer where she's supposed to be.
What can Caroline do
She also felt helpless facing the big customer who cleared out all the cupcake stocks every time he came.
Jealousy can only make her ugly but cannot make her rich, but big customers can.
Between money and jealousy, Caroline decisively chose money.
Today’s cupcakes are no longer the cheap $1.50 a piece, but high-end products costing $3-4 a piece.
Ever since the big client, who was sitting at the window flirting with a certain fierce waitress, gave the suggestion, Max and Caroline had added a batch of high-end products to their cakes.
Originally, Caroline agreed to do a few days of trial sales because she couldn't resist a certain fierce and lustful girl.
As a result, more or less people come to buy this expensive cake every day.
Born into a wealthy family and a dropout from the Wharton School of Business, Caroline is all too familiar with this routine.
In her casual conversations with those customers, she really... found nothing.
(I don't have a draft saved. The third update recently has been unstable. If it's not posted at 19:05, you don't have to wait.)