章節 28: CHAPTER 28
A week after I created 'The Architect,' I finally got my first job. It was a boring as hell one Buh it was one of the few things I signed up for. The job was from a university student with issues on how to go about a school project. He paid the amount I requested for the job then ran his ideas by me and I helped him pick the easiest one he could make among his list and actually understand the process as I explain step by step.
After a few tries following my instructions, he was able to build an electricity glove. I don't know why a student would want to build an electricity glove as a project but it was none of my concern. That was the most mellow creation on the list, it was either that or a plasma cannon.
I don't know if he was a supervillain aspirant but that kid must have a screw loose upstairs, who the fuck makes weapons as a school project. Well, with the success of his project I got my first review and it was the first step to building the site.
Most people would think I am a nerd regarding how smart I was when it came to anything relating to mathematics or physics, anything that would make the average man think critically came easy to me so long I put in the effort to learn. So, super smart, yeah, genius maybe. I have a tendency to understand things faster than most people, kind of like a quick learner of some sort.
The incident regarding the crooks from the other day just reminded me of how rotten this verse is. I have been turning the other way and ignoring it as I just pass by going about my daily life without involving myself and staying clear from such, yes my previous world was filled with rotten people but it is the norm around here. I have been trying not to involve myself in such incidents but it seems like sometimes I would have no choice but to.
Getting involved with the crazies of this world would just attract more crazies, if only the heros had a more proficient punishment for those scumbags better than just throwing them in Iron Heights, I'm sure the crime rate would have depreciated drastically, not fully but to a noticeable degree. They see being put in jail as a normal thing and sometimes they go there to make friends with other top villains.
When they escape or get out after serving their time, they'll have a meet and cook up a plan on how to fuck up the city next time or how to deal with the speedsters, then fuck up the city.
But honestly I think these villians are just too dumb and fixated on one city, if they want to to steal and run around a city like they fucking own it why not go to a city without heroes present or would take a while before the heroes get to them.
No, they prefer the thrill of trying to outsmart heroes and causing chaos in a major city with heroes as its guardian angels, yet they'll eventually get caught and arrested, get released then repeat the same mad cycle over and over again.
I wonder if heroes ever gets tired and just say fuck it, then take days off from their hero duties, just kick back and relax while the city burn. But most would say 'evil never sleeps' and keep working themselves to the bone trying to make a difference in a city that doesn't want to be saved.
But personally I think the villains should have the win for a change, and I don't mean those temporary wins where the heroes come back and claim the city after a few days of planning but like after three months or so.
There should be a shift in control every once in a while, but then again these psychopaths would just burn the city to the ground. Sometimes I wonder what these villains actually want, give them the city they would turn it into a wasteland, don't give them the city and they'll start causing chaos and breaking into banks just to get the attention of the heroes.
The other day I was relaxing on a bench at the park as I tried to take in the peace of mind which came along with the natural scenery when I noticed a kid playing catch with his dad. Each time the dad tossed the ball over to the kid, it felt like I could calculate the speed at which the ball moved through the air. The impact of the ball against the baseball gloves too was something else, it was like these calculations were trying to surface as they lingered at the back of my mind. The speed of the ball as it traveled through the air, and the momentum of the ball when it is released along with its inertia after impact.
Considering my powers are indeed vector related, I have been doing research on them and wanting to see how I could utilize them to their full potential. That way I would know exactly what I was capable of and what I was not. But for now I can only change the vector of whatever I was in contact with.
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Wally stood in front of Barry's crime board over at the CCPD, his crime lab. The crimes he was trying to connect the dots with, were the ones the police had no lead on.
"What are you doing here?" Barry asked Wally as he walked in with a cup of coffee in his hand.
"Nothing, just figured I'd stop by to deliver the forensic reports of the data you had Star Labs analyze." He scratched the back of his head trying his best not to make his true intention for coming too obvious.
"You know you're a terrible liar right?" Barry said as he took a seat by his desk and took a little sip from his cup of coffee.
"Okay you've got me, these crimes are the ones the police are still not able to trace back to anyone right?" He asked his mentor as he tried to make sense of how the police have been getting to a few crime scenes and not getting any solid proof of the culprits involved.
"Yeah, the jobs were done with precision and seemed to have only been executed after delicate planning. There's no evidence left behind which matches the signature of any criminal we have encountered and they always made sure to leave the scene before the cops arrived or even before the alarm goes off, it's like they just vanish into thin air." He tried not to make it too big of a deal so the young speedster won't start chasing a trail that might put him in danger.
"That means there's a new player in town." Wally said with a small smile creeping on his face as he wanted to crack the case faster than his mentor would.
"I know that face, please do not do anything rash until we have identified the people behind these operations." He knew the young blood would want to be the first to catch these criminals.
"I promise I won't do anything that would put me in danger, most of all I wouldn't run in blind if I get a clue concerning the culprits." He tried convincing his mentor so he would share more information concerning that case with him.
"Okay, but for now there's no lead." Barry sighed as he took another sip.
"What do you mean there's no lead?" With a confused look on his face, Wally turned his attention from the board unto Barry.
"I mean they don't have a pattern as to how they operate or what they steal, all we know is that they only steal high value items and a few months back they stole an experimental project Ivo Laboratories were working on. The police were almost onto them but they had an escape plan for that scenario, as the police got to the scene they all dispersed into different directions and disappeared during the chase."
"What would they want with an experimental project?" Wally asked as he mused at the thought of it.
"Like I said, I don't know. So just let it go and when they show up again, we'll be ready for them." He took another sip from his coffee as his expression suddenly became more serious than it was earlier.
"This must be a major headache for the cops, whoever it might be that's behind these operations need to be stopped before they successfully steal something extremely dangerous and could hurt a lot of people." With a worried look on his face, Wally took a seat opposite Barry, for the first time in a while their speed wasn't enough to catch these criminals or the one behind it all.
章節 29: CHAPTER 29
The past few days had been uneventful for me, I just continued my normal day life in a repeating sequence. If I wasn't at home lazing on the couch and watching TV, I would be at the study watching educational internet videos and reading books I had purchased or borrowed from the City's library or I would be at school attending lectures. The year would be ending in a month's time and we already wrote our midterms. It was only logical I came out top of the class at midterms and now exams weren't too far behind.
Sometimes I go to the gym and get some workouts in, other times I would be at work, I meant my job as a bartender not the other two which made me seem like a freelancer. Word about my app had been spreading slowly and I have been getting clients but business was as slow as could be.
The other day a man asked me for help on how he could successfully steal a customized diamond ring from a jewelry store so he could propose to his girlfriend. Of course I had to take his mind off that route because if that ring was seen on her finger by chance, she would be tagged as the thief and arrested for a crime she knew nothing about.
Then I gave him better advice, a route which wouldn't be so obvious to the public eye. It was to steal another diamond ring of high quality but it could be found at a few other jewelry stores.
I had him scout the store to be robbed and provided him with a foolproof plan which he executed without issues. The positive reviews kept growing and more people in need of my assistance kept pouring in.
I even had a client who was a cop and was stumped in the middle of a case where he had hit a deadend. He worked for the CCPD and if he successfully solved that case he would be promoted to detective. It was an easy job which just needed him to be at the right place and at the right time, he caught the person involved in the case before they could get their next victim then locked him behind bars and now he had been promoted to detective. Another sweet review to rail in the potential clients.
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It seemed just like any other day in the streets of Central City, Gary had me cleaning the tables in wait for the evening rush. It was the last day of the working week, a friday, and that was the particular day of the week when the everyday working men who worked a nine to five job came in to drink away the week's fatigue as they awaited the relaxing weekend.
Why do I still work at Gary's pub you might ask, considering I get a nice amount of bread as Ghost and also my website 'The Architect.' Well that is because if shit ever went down and somehow the authorities traced it back to me, then my bartending job would be my alias. No one would actually suspect everyone's favorite bartender to be a criminal mastermind who just happened to juggle multiple jobs.
As the architect, my jobs are legal because I'm just helping people out with problematic issues where they need my intellect for a suitable solution and not getting into any illegal activities. Even if I helped a villian on a plan to steal priceless jewelry there's no way they could tag me on it, I'm like a consultant for all. The chats were private after all, and I always made sure to reverse track the IP from the client just in case.
It was after hours and the evening rush had started pouring in, as they took their seats they each placed an order for the kind of drinks they wanted for the night. Cooking up cocktails was fun for me and my mixtures had Gary happy with me. I could mix up a cocktail that'll knock out a man after three to four shots and that meant saving money while earning more money for Gary.
Because of this, most people had the guts to take this cocktail and make it their regular each time they had one heck of a day but usually take just one shot then continue drinking off their sorrows with whiskey or vodka. According to Gary, since I started working at the bar the demand for beer dropped a little because I opened their eyes to a whole new world of alcohol.
In my previous life I learnt a thing or two from my uncle when it came to mixing drinks, so I knew exactly which drink would hit the right spot depending on a person's mood or state of mind.
The night was lively and the bar buzzed till it was closing time. The drunk fellows carried themselves as they stumbled out of the bar and into the night, we cleaned up before closing for the night and I walked home in anticipation of spending the remaining night in my soft and cozy bed.
Not everything went as I had imagined that night. I was home and already asleep when my sweet slumber was disturbed by a few gunshots which came from the neighborhood.
"Those fuckers." I grumbled to myself as I wore something more appropriate to match the cold night. I don't need anything disturbing my serenity.
On getting to the source of the gunshots I saw a man in his early thirties with a gun robbing a younger man as everyone who saw him ran due to fear for their lives as they were minding their own business and did not want to interfere with the shakedown. I guess they couldn't call the cops because even the police were tired of that neighborhood as the petty crimes there never seemed to stop, even with their own intervention.
Sigh! "Not again." I said to myself as the incident reminded me of the previous night when I took down two miscreants and now there was another bully in urgent need of proper schooling. Normally I couldn't care less about what these people do but this was way too close to my place and I wouldn't want it to turn into a regular spot for hoodlums. I don't need anyone disturbing my peace at night, and I guess not even the heroes could be available all the time.
"Hey, let him go already, you've taken everything he had on him. What more do you want, his clothes?" I said to him as I shook my head to show the level of disappointment I had in him, not that I expected any less. Yes some hobos would steal the clothes off a man's back but after taking all his money it would be on a higher level of evil to let him walk home on that cold night in shame,regret, sadness, loss of confidence and with freezing balls.
"You've got some balls, kid. You think you are some kind of hero? Walk away before someone gets hurt, and by someone I mean you." He averted his gaze from me and continued the shakedown he was giving the man.
"Nah, I'm no hero. Neither would I want to interfere with something that has nothing to do with me. Why don't you and your people go terrorize some other neighborhood and leave this one alone, sounds good right?" I asked him despite knowing what his probable cliché answer would be but I just had to take the chance to avoid the brimming violence.
"Come on kid, you know walking around here at this hour is like you just begging to be robbed" He turned his gaze to me again then he pointed his gun at me as he gestured for me to come closer.
"Last warning man, return what you've stolen from him then walk away. No one has to get hurt tonight, I already had a long and exhausting day so all I can think about right now is my sweet bubble bath and my extremely comfy bed." I drifted away into my thoughts for a while as I thought of how I intended to spend my night.
Also what's wrong with the street robbers of this verse? None of them wears a mask when they rob people on the streets, aren't they bothered by the thought of their victim remembering their faces. Well it's none of my concern, I've already wasted enough time here already and it's time to wrap this up then go get me some me time.
"Are you deaf or something? I said hand over every penny you've got on you." He cocked his gun in an attempt to scare me.
I looked around and noticed everyone who passed by were all turning a blind eye to what was happening.
"I guess you would have to shoot me then" now I began to ask myself why I decided to interfere when I could just ignore what was happening outside.
"Oh, you are a cocky one aye?" He shot at me as the sound of the smoking gun made the streets as quiet as a graveyard.
The bullet went straight for my chest and just deflected back at him. Luckily for him the bullet missed him.
"Ugh, they never learn." Still in shock, he stood there trying to process what had happened but I used my telekinesis and flinged the gun from his hand and to a corner. The young man who was being robbed before I got there took flight as he ran like hell in the opposite direction.
"You are… " before he could finish his statement I stretched out my hand and adjusted my palm like I was about to grab the air but stopped half way, he held his neck like he was being choked and slowly rose a few centimeters off the ground.
I sighed as I slammed him against a car by the road and he passed out immediately. If that man had stayed a little longer and not ran in fear, then he could have had his money back and even more.
"Well that happened, now for the rest of my relaxing night." I rolled my arm as I massaged my right shoulder a little.
POWOO POWOO!
The sound of the incoming police vehicles permeated the air as I walked away from the crime scene.
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