In The Web Of Gotham

Subterfuge

The gaze of Sophia Falcone shifted to Peter. A smile crawls across her face as she goes and pulls the detective into a huge hug.

"It is nice to see you again, Peter. I see your career has gone to more than just a desk jockey. I appreciate that," Sophia complimented.

"Thank you Ms. Carmine," Peter replied as he returned the hug. They two of them separated and Bruce and Sophia went to an office to talk business. Peter took the opportunity to begin trying to investigate Cape Carmine. He began recording with his glasses as he covertly palmed the tracking devices. He cod see the small black bulbs in the ceiling that indicated security cameras. He clicked the red button beneath his civilian belt, activating the modulating current in his utility belt, distorting the camera feed to make him unseen by them.

"That takes care of the security system. Now to handle the personnel," Peter uttered as he climbed up the wall and onto the ceiling, maneuvering along the ceiling to try and get around to the visible security. He crawls over a door frame, slinking into the room behind a large security guard. Hopping to the ground, he carefully sneaks up behind the man.

"Alright buddy, time to take a nap!" Peter whisper shouted as he leapt up. He latches his arms around the towering man's neck. The man letting out a sudden gagging as he's tanked backwards into the room. Being tossed aside, Peter landed onto the wall. Skittering up the wall like some sort of spidery monster, leaping from the wall and tackling the guy. Toppling the man over and knocking him to the ground, winding a fist back and slamming it into the man's head. The dense thud of the man's head against the closed fist echoing through the room as the man went unconscious. He took the man's trench coat and put it over his own clothing. Shoving the unconscious man into a dark corner of the room as he walked back out, trying to pass off as just another member of the security personnel.

He adjusts a dial on the glasses, the lenses of the glasses begin to darken and haze on the outside. Obscuring his appearance at a glance. He rounds the corner, walking subtlely through the hallway to try and not draw attention to himself. Trying to simply get as close as he can to the sensitive information that was the objective for this mission. Behind the glasses, the vision has changed from normal video recording to a thermal feed. Trying to scope out any hidden areas, he spots an area under a wall that has cold air blowing from underneath. He walks casually past the wall, pretending to be on patrol like the rest of them.

Glancing over at the wall, a panel showing through the thermal vision that had a keypad. The code being revealed to Peter as a combination of the numbers 6, 4, and 2. The keypad being hidden behind a framed painting of Carmine Falcone. He looked around the halls, he was alone. Grabbing the painting of Carmine and lifting it off of the wall, revealing the small panel with the keypad.

"Hmmm...the 2 is the warmest one relative to the others. So that must be the last button in the combination. And given that three buttons are utilized in a 4 digit key code. One of these numbers must repeat," Peter mumbled, trying to deduce what the combination could possibly be.

"If two is the last, and one of the number repeats. It must be a combination of 6 and 4 before 2," Peter mumbled further. He also had to try and get into the head of Sophia Falcone and figure out how many attempts she would allow before an alarm starts getting raised.

"If the passcode is something common knowledge, then it would be a one shot to get it. If it's something that others would need to get into and it's personal knowledge, then the amount of attempts would be from 2 to 5. So I need to assume that this one attempt is my only try," Peter deduced. He then realizes that he has a tool that can potentially crack this code.

"Spider Nest," He realized as he reached into his belt and pulled out the jury rigged device. He holds the device up and starts running his thumbs along the dials, watching the numbers and symbols scroll by rapidly. Some characters clicked and held briefly before scrolling through again. Intrigued by the numbers that stuck, Peter began scrolling through slowly. Slowing the speed of the character scroll. Until 4 characters stuck in place.

6642

Peter hit the red button on his device, transmitting the code to the keypad, the pad glowed green in confirmation. The wall shifts slightly forward, giving enough room for the edge of the wall to be used as a handle for a sliding door. Probably for Sophia's strength to open it while nobody's around. He puts the painting of Carmine back up, hiding the keypad once more.

"What's behind here?" Peter whispered as he switched the thermal back to normal and uses his super strength to open the door, revealing a dark staircase heading to some subterranean layer of the facility. Travelling down the stairs, closing the door behind him. All the while recording everything to the Batcomputer. At the bottom of the staircase, there was a room that had single office phone. Plugged into the phone was a switchboard panel that had about 10 rows of buttons, with 10 buttons per row.

"Why hide a phone through this much security...?" Peter asked to himself as he looked at one of the bugging devices and gets an idea. He methodically disassembles the device and reassembled it into a phone tap. He unplugs the phone cable and fastens the  newly made phone tap around the cable and reconnects the phone. He has a suspicion about the phone, and hopes that he figured out these electronics correctly.

He backs away from the phone and sneaks up the stairs again. Opening the door and closing it behind him once again, blending back into the security personnel. Until he passes by the room where that other guard was in, throwing the man's trench coat onto the unconscious man and heading back as detective Parker. Readjusting the dial to untint the outside of the lenses. Meeting Bruce again by the entrance, as Sophia bids Mr. Wayne a goodbye.