Gotham Diamond District, Zeus Securities.
Cheshire sat in front of Lynn with her legs crossed as well, a glimpse of snowy skin beneath her skirt facing his eyes directly.
"What would I keep them around for? I don't have that much free time."
Lynn leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly narrowed in contentment. He raised his right hand and pointed at the sky, then spoke slowly.
"Everything in Gotham is just small-time squabbling. The real big deal right now is up there."
Cheshire understood instantly. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and a thoughtful look appeared on her face.
"You mean... those aliens?"
Lately, the aliens up in the sky had caused such a stir that everyone in the United States knew about them.
Compared to those aliens, what happened in Gotham really was just small-time squabbling.
"But doesn't Metropolis have Superman? Why not leave those aliens to them? We're just weak, pitiful, helpless assassins."
Cheshire pouted as she spoke. She reached out with a fair hand and picked up a copy of Playboy magazine from the desk. Flipping through it, she asked with apparent casualness, "There's something I wanted to ask you. What organization does our Bat Gang actually belong to?"
"Take a guess?" Lynn answered, raising an eyebrow and gazing at Cheshire with clear eyes.
He held out his right hand, and Rolisa beside him brought her head over on her own, letting him stroke her soft, long hair.
"The United States government?" After pondering for a while, Cheshire ventured, "Or the Justice League? Or some other military organization?"
"Of course not." Lynn shook his head. "Harley and I founded the Bat Gang. It has nothing to do with those organizations. It only takes orders from us."
"Then... what about the League of Assassins? How are you planning