Chapter 763: Catwoman's Wonderful Adventure (Part 3)

As the saying goes, don't fear a thief stealing, fear a thief thinking about it. However, this saying doesn't apply in Cat Getan. In Cat Getan, the vast majority of thieves are at the very bottom of the food chain, because the top layer is all robbers with real guns and live ammunition.

But only a few thieves are exceptions, including the famous Catwoman.

Most of the famous flying thieves who are on par with Catwoman are thieves with quite a bit of professional ethics. Their targets have the following characteristics: relatively easy to bully, weak awareness of prevention, firepower not very sufficient, the place where they are located has weak defense, and the surrounding terrain is easy to escape.

Logically speaking, thieves like to choose these places to commit crimes, but the reason Catwoman is famous is because she likes to do the opposite.

She specifically looks for places that are the hardest to bully, have extremely strong awareness of prevention, have extremely sufficient firepower, have extremely strict defense, and are completely not easy to escape.

Simply put, it's the manors of the Twelve Families, jewelry stores in the center of Cat Getan City, valuable item storage areas of banks, even Cat Getan auction houses, and even the manor of Schiller Rodriguez.

And her record is more than that. As a thief, she hooked up with Cat Getan's most famous vigilante and logically moved into his manor.

As the head of the four major flying thieves in the East District, Catwoman is famous in the East District, and other districts have also heard of her reputation.

The vast majority of residents in the wealthy areas in the south and west actually don't fear thieves like Catwoman, because it is well known that Catwoman is only interested in jewelry.

And in fact, the vast majority of jewelry is not very valuable. Residents in wealthy areas only think that in a place like Cat Getan, Catwoman has such ability but only takes jewelry and doesn't engage in assassination, which is really thanking God.

So, Catwoman had also engaged in a few pre-announced crimes before, but they didn't cause too much of a reaction. Most residents in wealthy areas had the mindset that if you come, you come, if you steal, you steal. As long as you don't destroy things, don't engage in explosions, and don't point guns at me, you can take whatever jewelry you want, anyway, you can buy it again.

After all, in Cat Getan's security situation, losing things is just the lightest kind of loss. If you can spend money to buy your life, everyone would be very happy.

Some people might ask, why don't they try to stop Catwoman?

The problem is, even Godfather Falcone couldn't stop Catwoman. Their futile attempts would just be exhausting and wasting bullets. Anyway, she doesn't want much, so it's better to spend money to eliminate disasters.

This further fueled Catwoman's reputation. Her name of "stealing a hundred times and succeeding a hundred times" spread throughout Cat Getan, and Mrs. Goth also knew this.

Ordinary families don't fear being stolen, but Mrs. Goth can't, because there are indeed things in her manor that cannot be seen, which are certain rewards she received from the great king.

Since cooperating with Leon, relying on her social status and wealth, Mrs. Goth helped the great king do many things, and also received many strange collectibles from him.

Mrs. Goth herself hadn't seen the great king, but just from these collectibles, she could glimpse the tip of the iceberg of his identity, which also strengthened Mrs. Goth's determination to work for him.

However, the great king has an order that now is not a good time to expose his identity. If Catwoman, this peerless master thief, really broke into the Goth family manor and turned this place upside down, it would inevitably be exposed.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Goth hurriedly contacted Leon. After Leon came to the Goth Manor, he immediately reprim

"What are you panicking about? It's just a petty thief; is that worth losing your composure over?"

Mrs. Goth wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "But... but my identity cannot be exposed. If the Godfather finds out that I used the shipyard and the pier... then I'm dead!"

Leon snorted coldly and said, "Is the person coming to steal things the Godfather? Since it's not, what are you panicking about?"

"It's just a petty thief, and you're already this unsettled. If, in the future, we do more great things for our Great King, wouldn't you be making mistakes every single day?"

"Yes, yes, I was a bit panicked just now." Mrs. Goth clutched her chest and nodded, saying, "After all, there's been no news from my daughter's side, and I've been quite anxious these past few days..."

Leon sat on the sofa, glanced sideways at Mrs. Goth, and said, "There's a thief coming to your house to steal things, and they even sent a warning in advance. If you don't call the police, what are you waiting for?"

"Call the police???" Mrs. Goth showed an absurd expression. She said, "In Cat Getan, no one calls the police. The police are useless, and whoever calls the police shows weakness; they might lose their life!"

"What time do you think it is? You're still agonizing over these things. Do you really want a thief to rummage through the rewards the Great King gave you at will?!"

Mrs. Goth was still hesitant, but Leon had already walked to the phone. He picked up the receiver, dialed, and said, "Hello? Is this the Cat Getan Police Department? The situation is like this..."

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the Goth Manor, Gordon held a notebook, recording while looking up to ask, "... Catwoman said she's coming to steal things? Did she say when she's coming? Tonight? Alright, we will dispatch police forces. You keep a close watch on the manor's gate; don't open the door for strangers..."

After finishing, Gordon went to coordinate the police forces. Mrs. Goth asked with some hesitation, "Is this really going to work? I've never relied on the police. In Cat Getan, no one relies on the police..."

After Gordon returned to the police station, he immediately called Wei En Manor.

Others might not know Catwoman's identity, but didn't he? It was one thing that Batman hadn't come out to fight crime these past few days—after all, it wasn't his obligation—but surely he had to keep his girlfriend in check?

Although theft wasn't considered a major crime in Cat Getan, and even if the court sentenced someone, there were no prison cells for thieves, Catwoman was, after all, Cat Getan's most famous cat burglar. Gordon still had to make a gesture to show respect.

Gordon called Wei En Manor, and Alfred answered. Gordon said to the other end of the line, "Hello, how are you? Oh, it's Mr. Alfred. Yes, it's me, Gordon..."

"It's like this, I have something to discuss with Bruce. Is he there? What? He hasn't been home for days? Where did he go? Did he go on a trip?"

"Studying hard at Cat Getan University? Striving to be an outstanding graduate? Alright, alright, I understand. Then I'll call the school to find him..."

After Gordon hung up, he called the Academic Affairs Office of Cat Getan University. However, the office sent someone to Bruce's dormitory to look for him, but they couldn't find him either. In the end, Gordon could only call Schiller to ask if he had seen Bruce at Cat Getan University.

Schiller, who had just returned from school and intended to rest for a while, took the receiver from Merkel's hand and said, "Hello? Yes, it's me. You're looking for Bruce? Sorry, you can't see him right now because he is focused on his studies. That's right, a prodigal son returning..."

"What's wrong with Catwoman again? She's going to steal from the Goth family? And she sent a warning in advance?"

"That won't do. If Bruce finds out about this, he'll definitely put on that uniform again to stop her. After finishing a night's work, he'll have to use the daytime to catch up on sleep. Then what will happen to my class?"

"Forget it, the Goth family, right? I'll go take a look with you in a while. If Catwoman wants to act recklessly, I'll stop her so she won't delay Bruce's studies."

Hanging up the phone, Schiller put on his coat again, drove to the entrance of Goth Manor, and waited for Gordon's police car to arrive. The two of them entered Goth Manor together.

Mrs. Goth seemed very surprised by Gordon's return. She had thought the police were just going through the motions and wouldn't come back.

Under Schiller's instruction, Gordon introduced him to Mrs. Goth, "This is the security consultant for the police department. He will help you with police deployment..."

Mrs. Goth and Leon both shook hands with Schiller, but didn't focus on him; they were busy hiding those valuables in safe locations.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, as the sky gradually darkened, Schiller stood up and said, "Excuse me, may I ask where the restroom is?"

"Upstairs, turn right on the second floor." Mrs. Goth pointed upstairs and then continued chatting with Gordon. Schiller walked straight upstairs, arrived at the restroom, and then transformed into a mass of gray mist, beginning to investigate the terrain of Goth Manor.

At this moment, Catwoman also sneaked to the outside of Goth Manor.

Facts proved that Leon, who came from out of town, completely underestimated the crime level of Cat Getan criminals. Police deployment and security monitoring had no effect at all; Catwoman entered Goth Manor very smoothly.

But once inside the manor, she discovered that the Goth Manor's storage rooms, warehouses, and bedrooms were all empty; there wasn't a single piece of jewelry.

This made Catwoman a bit puzzled. If it were said that the bulk goods in the warehouse had been moved away and the safe had been transferred to a safer place, it was still strange that there were no items in Mrs. Goth's vanity case.

In her career as a thief, Catwoman had seen many wealthy people. The vast majority of them, when transferring important assets, would sacrifice the pawns to save the king—stuffing necklaces with precious gemstones into safes, tossing ordinary pearl necklaces aside, carefully storing gold jewelry, and leaving ordinary silver ornaments out in the open.

However, Catwoman searched through Mrs. Goth's and Miss Goth's bedrooms and didn't see a single decent piece of jewelry. This instead stirred up Catwoman's rebellious psychology.

You're hiding them, aren't you? Then I'm going to find all these things.

Thus, she began to use skilled thief techniques to grope for secret mechanisms in the room. She was focused on feeling the walls with her hands, and therefore didn't notice a mass of gray mist floating behind her.

A "thud" sound came, and Catwoman turned around instantly, assuming a defensive posture, but didn't see anyone; instead, she saw a mass of gray mist.

This mass of gray mist "popped" into an arrow shape, pointing to a certain spot on the wall.

Catwoman tilted her head, not understanding his meaning. Afterward, she showed an expression of sudden realization, brought over a stool, and reached out to touch a high spot on the wall, where there was a plant pattern that could be pressed.

After the mechanism was pressed, a small door opened at the very bottom of the wardrobe. Catwoman bent down with great flexibility and crawled through, and the gray mist followed closely behind.

Walking down a series of stairs to a secret underground storage room, Catwoman was stunned by the scene before her.

She saw that these small storage rooms were piled full of all kinds of boxes—military equipment crates, wooden crates, cardboard boxes—and these boxes were filled with all sorts of strange things.

Catwoman held her flashlight, frowning, and examined these things one by one. Suddenly, "click," the light turned on.

Catwoman turned around alertly again, only to see Schiller appearing behind her.

"Schiller? Why are you here?" Catwoman asked, very puzzled.

"I'm here to stop you from committing a crime. Alright, that sounds a bit like Batman, but in reality, I'm here to stop Batman from coming to stop you from committing a crime, because he has to write a thesis."

"Good heavens! How could he have a professor like you?" Catwoman complained in a near-breakdown, "If I had a teacher like this, I would drop out immediately!"

"Don't mention that. Take your flashlight and see what all these are."

Catwoman rolled her eyes but aimed the flashlight at the boxes again. Just as she took a step forward, something tripped her lower leg. Catwoman looked down, grabbed the object, and pulled it out with force.

"What is this? Hmm... a type of saber?" Catwoman examined the object in her hand.

It was a curved blade, not quite a saber, more like a long dagger, but it was inlaid with many gemstones. It looked very luxurious, and based on Catwoman's years of appraisal experience, she knew this wasn't a modern item; it should have some age to it.

Suddenly, the flashlight's beam shone on another object, creating a strong reflection. Catwoman picked it up to look; it was an ancient bronze mirror, looking like an antique from an Asian country.

Catwoman felt curious and opened another box. That box was a military crate, but she ended up seeing a NAZI symbol inside.

"What are all these?" Catwoman was completely bewildered, but Schiller seemed to have remembered something and said to Catwoman, "Look here and see what the oldest thing is."

Catwoman was a bit confused but did as told. After all, she could also see that the current situation was a bit eerie and had already exceeded the scope of theft; it was more like discovering some incredible big secret.

Finally, at the very bottom of these boxes, Catwoman discovered a stone shard. She said, "This looks like it's no longer a question of age; this thing is probably from the same era as the dinosaurs."

Schiller glanced at the stone shard but didn't take it. He had already thought of certain people. Immediately after, Catwoman saw Schiller reveal a bone-chilling smile.

"Let's leave here first." After Schiller finished speaking, he walked outside. Catwoman, following behind him, saw him casually toss a few things into a box by the door; they looked like metal badges.

They had just left the secret room and returned to the bedroom when Catwoman suddenly heard an unusual sound. She turned around and saw Schiller pointing an umbrella at her. Then, Schiller's shout echoed throughout Goth Manor:

"I've caught Catwoman!

Everyone come to me!

!"

Catwoman stared at him with wide eyes, and then she heard Schiller whisper to her, "If you don't want to go to jail, do as I say."

Twenty minutes later, at the Cat Getan Police Department, Gordon looked at Catwoman and asked with some confusion, "You said you wanted to use the phone. Who are you calling?"

"Mind your own business!" Catwoman said with a look of resentment.

Gordon shook his head and said to the officer nearby, "Give the phone to her. I want to see who she's calling. If it's that gentleman we all know, I think he won't come to bail you out."

"It's not calling him." Catwoman picked up the phone receiver. Her words made Gordon breathe a sigh of relief. After all, if Bruce Wei En really came to bail someone out, the police commissioner would definitely be scrambling to send Catwoman away.

But what Catwoman said next made Gordon almost fall off his stool.

"Hello? Is this the CIA? I'm a thief. While stealing from the Goth family manor, I discovered Soviet Orders of the Patriotic War in their safe... seven of them."

"Yes, a whole family of martyrs."