At three o'clock in the morning, the pharmaceutical factory under the name of Copote.

The vines knotted in the reinforced concrete writhed like pythons clinging to the branches of trees, deadly and dangerous.

Roy was covered in the vines, his limbs bound and unable to move.

Not far from him, Barbara wasn't much better. She was also covered in rattan whips, unable to move.

The culprit for such a situation, needless to say, is naturally only Poison Ivy Girl.

This is not what was planned at the beginning. Roy has no interest in stopping the Pigs, Pigs, Island huhuao.om Novels, and is only here tonight to ask for clues about the Bandage Man, and to warn her not to harm the innocent workers and night watchmen in the factory. But it was clear that poison ivy had no intention of talking peacefully.

Like an empress among the flowers, she stepped proudly on the alloy floor covered with various greenery, and came to Roy.

"Poison ivy, I don't want to fight you. Listen to me......"

But before he could finish speaking, the poison ivy girl let out a strange laugh and crawled up like a poisonous snake, and pressed her bright red lips without saying anything.

Pheromone secretions, volatile substances released by poison ivy's lips, can affect the opposite sex through the sense of smell. Although this compound is only effective for men, it is much more mind-controlling than the plant spores released through gases.

Her lips were soft and warm. Roy could feel a whirlpool gushing out of the depths of his mind, surging wildly, his consciousness seemed to be falling towards the green thorn bushes, and every cell in his body was tricking him to give up resistance and walk into the **.

It's just too easy to give up.

Poison ivy looked at him with a smile. It's like an artist looking at a masterpiece of his own.

But what happened next was unexpected.

Roy's right arm erupted with force, tearing off the vines that were wrapped around his arm. Caught off guard, he choked the poison ivy woman's throat.

"What? How could you ......" she screamed in surprise and couldn't make a sound. She was suffocated by the vigorous pinching of her throat, and she couldn't even squeeze out a word.

Roy said: "I don't want to fight you today, that's the truth." But do you think I'm going to come to you unprepared? ”

Roy, of course, knew about Poison Ivy's troublesome abilities, so he had applied a chemical antidote to Poison Ivy's pheromone secretions on his lips beforehand. Fortunately, he made this preparation, and the impact of poison ivy's mental manipulation just now was neutralized in only a moment.

It's just a side effect of a little headache, but it doesn't affect much.

"Get your plants down, green vine!" Roy commanded.

Roy's immense strength crushed the poison ivy's snow-white neck, and her beautiful face changed color from pain. On the contrary, she still had no intention of compromising, but squeezed out a reluctant smile.

"Boom!"

A dull loud noise. A giant vine, many times thicker than all the other vines, burst through the ground with an astonishing penetrating force, and after a violent churn inside the factory tossed everything into chaos, it stabbed the roof headlong as if it were about to flip it over.

The vine that bound Roy suddenly loosened, and the ground under his feet also sinked, and Roy's hand involuntarily loosened, and one stumbled to the ground. A pile of boulders fell with a clatter, and Roy reacted quickly and rolled on the spot. Escaped the fate of being smashed into a meatloaf.

Rising from the rubble and dust, there was no trace of Poison Ivy in sight, but that wasn't his concern anymore.

"Bat Girl!"

He shouted, digging through the rubble with his bare hands.

A small stone moved. Then he was kicked to the side with a "boom". Barbara, who was covered in many places, kicked the boulder with both feet and crawled out, panting, "I'm fine...... I'm fine......"

Although Barbara was covered in color, fortunately, the injuries were not very serious. After a simple bandage, it will not be a big deal.

In the colony, she was still cleaning the wound on her arm. Roy couldn't wait to tell her about his new discovery.

"I've been in contact with the Burgen Street mill, the Langsford Paper Mill and the Sandy Pharmaceuticals that have been attacked so far, and all three have admitted to being threatened with threatening letters from an eco-terrorist group." He said. Handing the phone screen to Barbara, "The heads of all three families have agreed to share these letters with us so that their threats can be dealt with as soon as possible. Look. ”

Roy released letters on the screen, all printed, as if to prevent the handwriting from leaking. Barbara bit the bandage in her mouth, her blue eyes carefully scanning the screen.

There are three photographs, each of which contains a similar letter. Roy stayed for about a minute at each photo, and when he was done, he asked, "How's it going?" ”

Barbara let go, bandaged the scratches on her arm, and said, "It looks ...... What's weird, the style of the three seals is quite similar. ”

"It's not similar, it's exactly the same." Roy said, "I've done research on the characteristics of different people's written language. Interestingly, I noticed that men and women often express themselves differently in written language, and that different people tend to use a particular category of expressions in certain contexts. Therefore, I am very confident that these three letters were written by the same person. This so-called 'eco-terrorist organization' is likely to be disguised by a person at all. ”

"You think it's Poison Ivy?" She asked.

"I don't just think so." Roy smiled slightly, "Pay attention to the three letters, the most obvious commonality. ”

Barbara frowned and looked at it for a moment, and suddenly said, "'After all, nature is always the winner'?" ”

Roy nodded: "Yes, this sentence appeared in all three letters, doesn't this still make you relate?" ”

As an important element of detectives, one cannot believe in coincidences in the first place. "Nature is always a winner", they all know this is the motto of Poison Ivy.

"Well, (ukanshu.com) now we're sure that the writer is a poison ivy woman," Barbara asked, "and does that help in catching her?" ”

"That's another good question, Xiaoba." Roy approved, and called up another message to show her on the phone screen.

"All three of these factories have been attacked by Poison Ivy and it looks like she's done with her mission," he said. But if you think about it, there's a potential final target -- and that's it. ”

Barbara skimmed through the information and wondered, "But this is a public relations company." ”

"Exactly." "But when the three companies that have been attacked were arraigned by the court, this public relations company played a pivotal role, and it was many times." It's easy to wonder if the company might have some kind of entanglement with the Copote group. To test the idea, I likewise contacted the company and they gave me this. ”

As he spoke, he showed Barbara the fourth photo he had just received.

The fourth threatening letter, signed by the same "eco-terrorist organization". (To be continued.) )