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Chapter 62 Welcome to the Iceberg Club

The Iceberg Club is like the epitome of Gotham, a glamorous gentleman's club disguised as a playground full of lust and extravagance.

Although the operator here, Oswald Chesterfield Copperpot, alias Penguin, has been imprisoned in Blackgate Prison many times on suspicion of organized crime and money laundering, but here is not the same as too much Gotham. Important people have connections, and even the GCPD couldn't clean up the place thoroughly.

But now it is early morning, and the colorful lights can still be seen from the glass ceiling. It can already be seen that the arrest of the boss has hardly affected the business here.

And Jacques, who was wearing a decent tuxedo, felt his arms embraced by his slender and soft body.After briefly making eye contact with Cassandra, who was wearing a long black dress and top hat, he took a deep breath and walked side by side with the girl to the entrance of the Iceberg Club.

"Please stop, sir. This is a private club, and you look like a new face. Do you have an invitation letter or have you contacted any members in advance?"

A burly black man in a suit stopped in front of Jacques and Cassandra. At the same time, beside the tall and luxurious door of the Iceberg Club, two strong men wearing sunglasses stared at them.

But Jacques had been prepared for a long time, so he calmly took out a black card from his pocket and handed it out.

"I haven't been here for a long time, and it's not surprising that you don't recognize me very much."

The black burly man's expression changed when he saw the black card, and after taking it, he just glanced at the text on it and immediately handed it back to Jacques respectfully with both hands.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Alberto Falconer, welcome to the Iceberg Club again, may I ask who is—"

Cassandra lowered her head and covered her face with a top hat as much as possible, but judging from her petite body, she was still an underage girl.

"She is my female companion. I want to bring her to see this place and open her eyes."

The strong black man nodded, as if he was used to this kind of situation, then he turned around and made a gesture, and the other two security guards who were standing at the door immediately opened the door respectfully.

"Come in, Monsieur Falconer, and I wish you a wonderful evening with this lady."

After walking through the door with Cassandra, Jacques just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly the urgent shout sounded from behind him surprised him.

"Ah! Wait, Monsieur Falconer!"

Hearing the approaching footsteps of the black security guard, Jacques's muscles tensed up, and at the same time he felt that Cassandra's grip on his arm was a little stronger.

"Mr. Falconer must have been absent for a long time. He forgot to wear this. We have prepared this for our guests. Please wear this before entering the ballroom."

The black man handed two black half-covered masks to Jacques and Cassandina. Jacques was taken aback when he saw this, because one of the two masks was Batman-style and the other was Catwoman-style.

Seeing that both Jacques and Cassandra were wearing them, the burly black man bowed gracefully and stepped back slowly, closing the door by the way.

Hearing the heavy closing sound, Jacques finally felt relieved. It seems that using the membership card "borrowed" from Alberto to enter the Iceberg Club is much easier than he imagined.

"Those who can get this membership card are extremely prominent figures in Gotham and the most important customers of the Iceberg Club, so generally they will not be questioned much. After all, even if you are not the owner of the membership card, you can get it from them. With this card, he is no longer just waiting for someone."

As if sensing what Jacques was thinking, Cassandra, wearing a mask, leaned close to Jacques, explaining in a low voice.

"It is also true that Alberto Falconer has not been to the Iceberg Club for more than three years. He usually keeps a low profile and lives in seclusion. It is normal for the security guards here not to recognize him."

While they were talking, they had passed through the long corridor to the lobby of the clubhouse, where the bright and psychedelic ball lights, the men and women who were twirling crazily on the dance floor, and the upper-class people who were drinking at the table next to the dance floor People, without exception, they all use masks to cover up their appearance.

And everywhere in the ballroom, you can see beautiful women dressed in sexy and charming bunny dresses, with curvaceous figures, walking among the crowd holding basins with wine glasses on them. They also wear half-covered masks on their faces, which adds to the A bit mysterious and charming.

"This is the disguise of the Iceberg Club, a high-end and luxurious masquerade club. But in fact, there are illegal gambling venues underground, illegal arenas, contraband trading markets, etc. But today our goal is not below, here is enough gone."

Jacques and Cassandra certainly didn't come to this kind of place to have fun, and Jacques didn't have a bad hobby of taking underage girls to disco.

They came here because Cassandra had received information about the presence of her mother, Ms. Shiva, here.

"Sorry, Jacques. Originally, this was my personal matter. It has nothing to do with the Gotham Knights Development League. But I have been unable to find a way to sneak in here, and getting a membership card from Alberto today is an excellent opportunity , even if it might be just false information, I would like to come and investigate.”

Jacques patted Cassandra's hand holding his arm lightly, signaling her not to care.In fact, the reason why Jacques agreed to Cassandra's request so easily was because he himself cared a little about Ms. Shiva—and the mysterious woman Wu Shan when he fought the Scarecrow that day.

"If you do find your mother here...what are you going to do, Cassandra?"

Under the cover of the loud and roaring music on the dance floor, Jacques lowered his voice and approached Cassandra's ear and asked.After all, strictly speaking, there is no evidence to prove that Ms. Siva is related to the recent crimes in Gotham. In fact, there is no reason for them to conflict with Siwa.

Cassandra pursed her lips and could see the complex emotions in her eyes.

"I, I will first confirm the purpose of her coming to Gotham, and then find a way to get her out of here. This woman is the most dangerous killer in the world. Her arrival itself will bring disaster to Gotham sooner or later."

Jacques looked at Cassandra and frowned, but finally decided not to interfere with her family affairs, just nodded.

While they were talking, they had passed through the crowded dance floor and came to the luxuriously decorated bar.Under the orange light, several waiters in bartender uniforms can be seen greeting guests.

After sitting down at the bar, Cassandra leaned close to Jacques' ear, while her eyes wandered back and forth on the dance floor.

"I have an informant here. According to the information he provided, a woman with an oriental face came to the Iceberg Club a week ago to apply for a waiter."

"When he was collecting information for me, he happened to meet my mother, so he recognized it right away—that oriental woman, her appearance is exactly the same as my mother, Ms. Shiva!"

(End of this chapter)