Pier 32.

At three o'clock in the morning, it was already the dead of night, but the dock was very lively. A large number of police cars are parked here, uniformed officers are busy, and the noise and noise make the usually deserted pier look like it has become a tourist attraction.

"How many?" Roy stood in the warehouse at the docks and asked Director Gordon with a solemn look beside him.

Director Gordon took off his glasses tiredly, rubbed his reddened eyes, and said, "Roughly estimated, there are about ten tons of reserves."

"Oh my God." Barbara sighed.

Now, in front of them, there were one cylindrical metal jar after another. Each jar is about two meters tall, and the shell is a silvery-white metallic color, and the eerie dark green liquid inside can be seen through the long strips of glass on the shell.

Not long ago, the Gotham Police Department's special laboratory personnel had extracted the liquid in a jar for the most basic laboratory analysis, and confirmed that the liquid contained in it was the Titan venom that had caused a terrible riot in Arkham Asylum, the kind of thing that could activate ** potential and make an ordinary person unprecedentedly powerful.

And now in front of them, such a can filled with Titan venom turned out to be ten tons, and such a terrible dose would be more than enough to reproduce the hell of Arkham Asylum that night.

And the most worrying thing is not what you see in front of you. Since there is so much venom stored here, it means that someone else has obtained the Joker's Titan Poison formula. If that person is secretly producing Titan Venom and is planning something, then it can be assumed that the venom stored here is only the tip of the iceberg, and that person may have prepared a larger amount of poison and is planning something.

The thought of such a thing is simply chilling just to think about it.

"There have been reports of water quality at the wharf being contaminated by unknown chemicals." Gordon said, "After a series of investigations, the warehouse was finally found. Then they found out about the large amount of poison that was hidden by someone here, and they immediately contacted us. ”

"Our priority now is to find out where these agents are coming from, and where the remaining agents are in the city." Gordon said, laughing to himself, "That's all we have left to do." After all, the rest of our work is all over the hands of the Tiger Commandos in Arkham City. ”

After the completion of Arkham City, the mayor personally formed a "Tiger Commando" to be responsible for the security activities of Arkham City, and this team was not equipped with military-grade sophisticated equipment. With half of the city locked in quarantine and trouble-prone criminals thrown in, the Gotham Police Department has been unprecedentedly idle lately, with little work to do.

Gordon continued, "The job of finding the remaining Titan Venom can be done by my people. But I've called you here in the hope that you'll do what you're better at – finding the source. I need to know who owns these things, and who else has the recipe for Titan Venom. Can it be done? ”

"Leave it to us." Barbara said confidently and patted Roy on the shoulder, "With our detective here, this problem is all a small CASE." ”

All night, Roy and Barbara worked all night without rest. Fortunately, both of them have become accustomed to the routine of being "nocturnal creatures", and it will not have much of a proud effect if they don't fit their eyes for a day or two.

But at the end of the night, the harvest was quite fruitful.

They first started with the ownership of the land in the dock warehouse and found that the registered owner of the place was named "Sneith Jaguer", but there was no information about this person in the police database.

It's a pseudonym, which is not surprising.

But when Barbara accessed the bat computer's more comprehensive database, typing in the name revealed something more valuable. Although the identity of the pseudonym is close to zero, the bat computer details other places where the pseudonym has been used, such as the registration name of the owner of a bird club.

A good investigator only needs one part of an event to be able to deduce each of the interlocking links of the matter and thus find out the whole picture of a huge event. Coincidentally, the club with the name "Snaith Jaguer" belongs to a subsidiary of the Copote Group.

Once again, the clue points to the penguin. Now, however, Cobot himself is in the quarantined city of Arkham. If he wanted to, he wouldn't have to be quarantined in Arkham, after all, he was still legally a good citizen at the level of Gotham's "pillar". However, because the iceberg casino, which had been the result of his life's work, was unfortunately classified into the quarantine area of Arkham City, he chose to stay in his own casino.

However, Colbert's entry into Arkham City certainly didn't give up control of the rest of Gotham. He left behind his most trusted assistant to keep his organization running outside of Arkham City, acting as his agent. The agent's name is Oster Camelot.

This person is the breakthrough.

Oster Camelot is the CEO of a subsidiary of the Colbert consortium. At this time, he was on the top floor of his company.

And this "penthouse" does not refer to a comfortable place such as the president's office on the top floor, but a "penthouse" in the true sense.

Roy held Osder by the ankle in one hand and lifted him head-down and foot-to-air on the edge of the top floor.

"Dude, whatever you say!" Osd clutched hands and feet and shouted, "You're all mistaken! Do you think we should be in charge of the warehouse at Pier 32? Your message is a bit outdated. ”

"Then update it for me." Roy said coldly.

"Half a month ago, around the time of the Arkham City plan, we made a deal with the forces of the Two-Faces," he shouted, "and we divided the area including Pier 32 to the Two-Faces, so while you seem to have found out that the warehouse is ours, now it's actually owned by the Two-Faces!" You should go to them! ”

"Two-faced doesn't exist anymore!" Roy snapped, "Harvey Dent has been cured, and the dual personality of the Two-Faced is gone!" And he himself is now in the city of Arkham. ”

"Hehe, you really haven't heard the rumors, have you?" Osder sneered, "My boss is also in Arkham City now, but he is still in control of the situation outside the quarantine area at all times. Believe me, it's impossible for a single wall to stop a big man like Two-Face and my boss. And lately, there have been rumors on the road that the madman who has been cured of half of his face has recently become the same ugly on both parts of his face, and now this guy has bandages all over his face. I haven't seen him in person lately, but I wouldn't be surprised if someone told me that this two-faced madman had used sulfuric acid to self-harm himself back to that ugly bare. (To be continued.) )