LRAB Chapter 58: No Need to Wait Anymore
Chapter 58: No Need to Wait Anymore
Upon learning that his older brother was going to Gotham for three days, Clark was so envious that he skipped a meal.
He really wanted to go there.
After all, he had never even been to a metropolis since he was a child, and he longed to experience the outside world.
Moreover, Clark felt that he might not feel comfortable being alone in the bedroom all of a sudden.
Rachel, on the other hand, seemed completely unconcerned.
She doesn't like joining in the fun; she prefers to watch the recently aired Powerpuff Girls while complaining about how stupid the show is.
Of course, it would be even better if Ms. Martha would agree to let her keep a crow.
She now feels that crows perfectly match her temperament.
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Gotham.
The birthplace of a group of geniuses.
A place truly blessed with outstanding people and beautiful scenery.
Following the high school football team, led by Walter, the group first arrived in Metropolis and took the monorail to Gotham.
By the time we arrived in the central district, it was already past 11 a.m.
After breaking away from the crowd, Lucas did not rush to contact Slade.
It's still early.
He looked around with great interest at this city that had produced many talented people and had a simple and honest folk culture.
What's that saying again? "Gotham's a big stage, so come and do whatever you need!"
Despite being known as the city of sin.
But the level of prosperity here actually exceeded Lucas's expectations.
At least that's the case in the central urban area.
Look around.
The commercial buildings and office buildings line the street, their glass windows gleaming, displaying a dazzling array of luxury goods, high-end clothing, and jewelry.
The wide main road was bustling with traffic, and all kinds of luxury cars could be seen passing by from time to time, comparable to the CBD area of a first-tier city in my previous life.
The most eye-catching building is the Wayne Building, which stands in the very center of the entire block.
The real skyscraper has a full 78 floors and soars into the clouds.
Lucas withdrew his gaze and marked the place in the Abyss World.
Next time, he can instantly travel to Midtown Gotham City through the dimensional portal of the Abyss.
He then approached Wayne Tower discreetly.
The building has a high level of security, with 360-degree cameras and thermal imaging everywhere, and security personnel patrolling 24 hours a day.
Of course, it is well known that security at Wayne Tower is virtually nonexistent.
Lucas was about to turn and leave when a sudden screech of brakes rang out.
A black luxury car came to a smooth stop in front of Wayne Tower.
Wayne Group board member Molly and COO Sid Bondeslow got out of the car one after the other.
The two walked into the building side by side, their steps relaxed.
Molly said in a low voice, "That kid Wayne is still investigating everywhere. If we let him continue like this, he'll get in the way sooner or later."
Sid's expression was grim: "Power should be in our hands anyway. We don't need to pay attention to the dissenting voices from the lower levels. Those at the top don't want any unnecessary trouble either. Let's proceed according to plan."
The two exchanged a glance, their smiles subtle, and walked through the lobby toward the elevator, gradually disappearing from Lucas's sight.
Lucas's expression was puzzling. With the help of his [Super Hearing], he naturally heard the conversation between the two.
It seems the Wayne Group is in a real mess right now.
After wandering around for a while longer without encountering any of the characters he remembered, Lucas immediately headed to the place where he had arranged to meet Slade.
In a dark alley that can't even be found on a map.
Slade had been waiting there for a long time, and when he saw Lucas coming, he immediately went to greet him.
"I thought you would at least choose a place like a coffee shop."
Lucas looked at Slade and made a joke.
"I'm used to it. Those kinds of places always give me the illusion that I'm being eavesdropped on," Slade said with a wry smile.
"Are you dressed like that because you're planning to take action too?"
Lucas pointed to Deathstroke, who was completely covered in combat gear, and asked in confusion.
"If possible, I hope my contribution can be greater."
Slade replied immediately.
Now, whenever he closes his eyes, fragments of past scenes keep flashing before his eyes, making him feel that simply leading the way is not enough; it would be safer to be in the same boat.
"I'm not giving you any money," Lucas warned. He was short of cash.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in money."
Slade resolutely blocked the railway.
Lucas looked Deathstroke up and down suspiciously, feeling that the statement was not very credible.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, not revealing his true intentions, and spoke calmly:
"Fine, whatever you want."
Slade opened his mouth: "I just got a lead. Tonight at six o'clock, Sal Maronny will be hosting a banquet at his private estate, inviting Gotham City's current police chief, Gillian Loeb."
He went to great lengths to obtain this intelligence.
"So, what are your plans for the future?"
Seeing Lucas nod, Slade rubbed his mask with interest, waiting for Lucas to speak.
"The first step is to wait until 6 PM."
"The second step is to go to Sal Maroni's private estate."
"The third step is to get him to pay."
"..." Slade paused noticeably for a moment, then said, "A really good plan, very simple and straightforward."
As he spoke, he glanced at the watch on his tactical wrist: "It's a little past four in the afternoon. If possible, we should head over there earlier. Based on my experience, plans can never keep up with changes, and there will always be some unexpected situations that arise."
"Sure," Lucas said without objection.
Arriving early also makes it easier to check the security situation there.
Although he might not need to do this.
However, Lucas always believed that being cautious was never a bad thing.
Slade immediately stopped talking and started the black SUV parked on the side of the road.
With a deep groan from the heavy engine, the car quickly drove out of the bustling central district and sped towards the chaotic eastern district.
Lucas sat in the passenger seat, quietly watching the terrain outside the window rise higher and higher.
Compared to Midtown, the moment you enter the East District, you are immediately struck by its obvious dirtiness, disorder, and poor conditions.
High-rise buildings and ruins are crammed together with low-rise shacks, and homeless people can be seen everywhere, as well as some young people who are too drunk and look like walking corpses. In the dark alleys further away, shrill screams can be heard from time to time.
The off-road vehicle showed no signs of stopping and continued its journey.
Salmamani's private estate is situated halfway up a mountain in the suburbs, occupying a hillside terrace with excellent views.
Slade's gaze was calm and sharp. After a moment, he gently turned the steering wheel, slowed down slowly, and parked the SUV in a dark corner of the mountain road, turning off the engine completely.
"The car can only go this far; it will be spotted if it goes any further."
Slade spoke in a low voice, his gaze passing through the windshield to the outline of the manor hidden higher up among the green trees and mist.
There, high walls and fences stand tall, and armed gang members and cameras can be seen patrolling back and forth in the light and shadow. The imposing defensive atmosphere is overwhelming, and no unfamiliar vehicle is allowed to approach rashly.
Lucas did not respond to Slade, but instead slowly scanned the entire manor.
A moment later, he looked at Slade: "Let's get started, Sal Maroni is inside now."