Bruce drove his car down into the batcave. Alfred was waiting for him. "Either Cobblepot drugged Montoya himself, or someone else is using his revolutionary rhetoric. Either way, I need to find him. Let's put our drones in the air and start a search. I'll run a trace on his cell. In the meantime, we have to find out what we can do about this drug." Bruce said.
"The computer's been analyzing the chemicals from Montoya's bloodstream." Alfred noted.
"Throw that up on the monitor." Alfred did as he was told. "The residue I scanned on Montoya...is similar to the nerve agent I found at the docks. Let's see what we got."
"It's ironic that Falcone died at the hands of someone drugged with his own chemicals. Who'd have guessed that's how he'd meet his maker? Prone in his sick bed. Surrounded by police who were ordered to protect him."
"Murder at the hands of Montoya-- that's not justice."
"Whoever did this was judge, jury and executioner-- no one should act as all three. I hope he told you something before he was killed."
"Practically family, he said."
"Family? Funny, I don't recall any Sunday dinners with the mob."
"It wasn't Falcone who called the hit."
"Yes, well I suppose that makes sense. Your father, Hill and Falcone would've balanced each other out."
"The computer has pinpointed reference points on the two compounds." Bruce clicked on the docks sample of the drug. "The men at the docks were doused with the base chemicals. The reaction was messy. They were out of control." Then, he observed the Montoya sample. "This refined drug is like a weapon. It only took a small injection to strip Montoya of her moral filters. And make her act on her base impulses. Both compounds seem stable, but they're quick to fall apart. Whoever processed it knew what they were doing."
"What could the creators of such a drug possibly have in mind? Fighting your wars is one thing...but drugging others to fight for you..."
"With this drug, they can exploit anyone's baser impulses. The things they would otherwise control."
"Your drones are in position to triangulate Cobblepot's location." Bruce stood up and displayed a three-dimensional map of Gotham City to find Cobblepot's cell phone signal. One of the drones beeped loudly when it got near the Skyline Club.
"The Skyline Club? Jesus. Didn't even wait for Falcone's body to get cold, did you, Oz?"
"Going to speak with him, Bruce?"
"Bruce Wayne already tried talking with Cobblepot. It's time he met the Batman."
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Batman: Hero of Gotham
ActionAfter witnessing the death of his beloved parents in front of his face, billionaire Bruce Wayne vows himself to protecting the good people of Gotham City against evil forces that threaten the city.
