The villain family business [Comprehensive British and American]

Just like what each other thought during the correspondence, these two young people who share a lot of common hobbies hit it off right away, wishing they could find a passer-by right away, or a locked gate with a high security guard, and exchange ideas each other's skills.

It's a pity that after learning that the man in a suit next to him sipping coffee is the FBI, and that Neil is being supervised by the other party, they had no choice but to look at each other, and gave up this extremely unsafe impulse very tacitly.

It's just that Wilson still has a lot of doubts, "I remember that you have one month and two months left in your sentence, how did you end up in this situation?" He slavishly snarled in Peter's direction, but Mr. Detective seemed like He looked over with a smile on his face as if there were eyes in his ears, and corrected with some pleasure: "To be precise, it is four years and 55 days."

Neil's expression was horrible, "You actually remembered the days for me!"

"Wait, why are there four more years?" Wilson, who didn't care about WX-79's request for information, really didn't know much about his pen pal's current situation, "I remember the last communication, and you said how many more? You'll be free in just a month, and you want to find your girlfriend to celebrate and propose?"

"Unfortunately, shortly after Mr. Caffrey boasted, Miss Kate simply dumped him. As a result, the famous fraudster escaped from prison regardless, and won four more for himself. The sentence of one year is gratifying."

"Hey! Peter!" Neil yelled in dissatisfaction. Peter just shrugged and picked up the coffee cup again.

Wilson looked Neil up and down, and said with emotion: "No wonder you didn't reply to the letters I wrote later. It turns out that you were hurt by being abandoned."

Although a large part of Wilson's analysis is true, Neil still couldn't help retorting, "I'm just busy escaping from prison and don't have time. Don't talk about me, what's the matter with you? Why did you join the Black Spot?"

"If I speak badly, will your family come and handcuff me?"

Neil got goosebumps from Wilson's description, but Peter asked him to pause for a while, then slowly took out a pure black pen from his jacket pocket, put it on the table, pressed the cap, and spread his hands Ask him to continue.

Without even thinking about it, Wilson knew it was a voice recorder, and Peter had just switched it on.His appetite lost for a moment, and he lost interest completely, "Is your agent always like this?"

"No, he has actually changed a lot."

Peter turned off the switch of the recording pen, raised his eyebrows, "Indeed, like before, I would handcuff you to the police station immediately, instead of sitting in the coffee shop with the air conditioner on and listening to your explanation?" Put your mouth on it and turn on the recording switch again.

Neil twitched the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes fiercely, but he had to admit that under his own influence, Peter did know how to adapt a lot.

"Okay." Wilson sighed, and talked about how he was unlucky to meet the black spot at the themed banquet, and then he talked about how he found the opponent's lair by following the clues.He also emphasized that he just wanted to make trouble in tomorrow's action to relieve the hatred in his heart, but he never mentioned his past and his secret real purpose.

Neil didn't believe this at all, and Peter didn't necessarily believe it, so he just shook the recorder, half threatening and half teasing, "I hope what you said is the truth, otherwise this recorder won't be Just my collection."

Wilson looked away anxiously, and the look he gave Neil fully expressed his resentment.

Neil had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, returning with a look of innocence.

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The members of the white-collar crime investigation team came to Gotham one after another. After receiving the third call in a row, Agent Peter had to cough lightly, and interrupted the lively conversation between the two with the disgusted eyes of his consultant. , anxious to discuss the arrest plan with the team, and worried that Neil would be alone with the young man in front of him who seemed to be not a good citizen, so Peter had no choice but to make a bad move.

After seeing off Peter and Neil who were in a hurry, Wilson also left the coffee shop.In fact, he wanted to enjoy the scenery of Gotham while it was still dark, but time was running out, and tomorrow was the day of action. In order not to make mistakes and missed his target Klein, he had no choice but to give up enjoying himself and rush back to the city early. Home to discuss various details of the operation with WX-79.

Walking slowly across the street, he walked a few tens of meters to where he parked his car. Thinking of Neil and his family's federal agents who hadn't planned, Wilson felt more and more that the previously designated plan needed to be polished, at least when he evacuated. How to get past the FBI's eyeliner, how to carry Jonathan Klein well, and when is the safest time to get rid of the black spot have all become the key points that they need to study again.

Thinking of this, Wilson couldn't help but speed up again, walking faster.

There are many forks in this block, and there are no fewer than three in the distance from the coffee shop to the parking lot.At the last fork in front of the parking lot, two youths with green faces were striding towards the exit.

The shorter man has light brown half-length hair and a slightly chubby figure. He sighed exaggeratedly, and his face was imaginative, "Hey, Matt, don't you think this place is amazing? Gotham has the highest crime rate in the United States." If it stays high, there must be a lot of defense lawyers here, and we will soon make a lot of money and have our own studio!"

"But I still think New York is more suitable for us, Fergie." The taller young man was wearing sunglasses, and the black blind man in his hand protruding from time to time showed that the owner of the pair of sunglasses was not trying to be cool, nor was it hindered by anything Too much sunlight.

"Two completely different styles, but it's not easy to put down roots in New York, you gotta give me a reason to take a risk, buddy?"

"Maybe it's because the Hudson River is so beautiful?" Matt laughed softly, but after his friend Fergie suspected "if you can enjoy the beautiful scenery", he hid his real concerns.

Gotham will indeed bring them better development, but defending the guilty and letting the perpetrators go unpunished has never been the life he wants, nor is it why he became a lawyer.The eyes under the sunglasses are empty and dull, but Matt's expression is vivid and warm, "Believe me, even in the metropolis of New York, we can have our own studio."

"Of course, of course." Fergie rubbed her hair and complained with a sigh, "That commercial house in Hell's Kitchen, thinking about your expression at that time, I should have guessed that you were satisfied there... Oh Matt, be careful! "

Foggy was half a step behind Matt, and seeing the young man in gray walking past the intersection with sharp eyes, he hurriedly called out to remind his friend.However, earlier than his reminder, Matt raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned slightly in a flexible figure that was difficult for ordinary people to do, and took half a step sideways, avoiding the collision that should have occurred.

"The reminder is quite timely." Matt raised his eyebrows, and with just one sentence, he prevented his friend from having doubts in advance. Unfortunately, the other protagonist of the incident was not so easy to fool.

Wilson looked at the young man in front of him. He walked very fast before, but it was extremely easy to avoid someone coming out of the corner. However, when he was about to avoid it, he was keenly aware of the subconscious avoidance of the approaching person.The texture wrapped under the suit is full of strength. In the inconspicuous arc, Wilson is almost sure that even if the opponent has not received professional training, he is far inferior to him, and he must have a fighting level and reflexes that are far beyond ordinary people!

Wanting to try the opponent, Wilson temporarily changed his mind, and the result was just as he expected.Looking at the back figure that was moving away from him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Blind?"

Recalling the other party's movements that were more precise than a discerning person, he shook his head and quickly rejected himself.

But this was just an episode. Wilson didn't even know the name of the other party, so he quickly put the matter down.

And by the time he got into the car and drove away from most of the commercial district, the sky had completely darkened.

The road conditions are getting worse and worse. As long as he passes through the last bit of the business district, Wilson will be able to see a vast suburb. After driving for less than half an hour, he will arrive at the manor he bought.

Thinking of this, he refueled and planned to rush home before eight o'clock.

However, at this moment, a "bang" sound of a heavy object hitting suddenly sounded, and at the same time, the car body slid out violently, the roof of the car seemed to be hit hard, and the entire sag down!

He hurriedly stopped the car, got out to look at the roof of the car, and then saw a man wearing a pointed ear helmet and wearing black armor smashed into the roof of his car!

The black cloak covered his body in a mess, and the blood dripping from his abdomen dyed the armor even blacker. Wilson folded his arms around his chest, looked at the down-and-out dark knight, and raised his eyebrows, "Batman?"