It was another rainy night. On the road full of water, the lights and shadows of the car passing by flashed. Gordon walked down the stairs in his rain boots and shook hands with Schiller who was walking upwards. He said in an exaggerated tone: "Thank God, Professor, you came in time!"

"Let's talk about it later when we go in."

Gordon pushed open the police station door, and before he could take Shiller to the office, a small police officer walked over and said, "Boss, the interrogation room on the second floor is full. The drunkard and scarred face fight, and three people pulled them away. The black man with a band tattoo was even more crazy. We don't have enough staff and can't stand so many prisoners..."

Gordon sighed and said, "I will catch someone later. There is no need to interrogate me. Just lock me up first."

Gordon took Schiller up the stairs. He walked in front, his pace was fast and he said without looking back: "These people have been crazy recently. Today, Gotham's crime rate has increased by 12 times, and the interrogation room and the cell can no longer be occupied."

"I don't know what's wrong. Everyone is very angry." After Gordon walked to the corridor, he pointed to the end of the corridor and said, "The two people locked in the interrogation room fought because of a pack of cigarettes, and there was also a couple in the room on the left. The couple quarreled and quarreled..."

"I thought this was Gotham's daily routine," Schiller also quickly walked up the stairs and stood behind Gordon.

"It was indeed like this before, but since the logistics system started to operate, there were few such idle people, and they didn't expect it to appear again."

He sighed and said, "But as expected, the water accumulation on the roads in the city is too serious, and logistics operations have basically stagnated. Everyone is idle at home."

"But you still feel that it's abnormal, right? Otherwise you wouldn't have come to me."

"Yes, even if Gotham was so bad before, so many mentally ill people shouldn't have appeared overnight."

"Now, in the office on the third floor, there are two people twitching all over, one foams at the mouth, and the other has already started talking nonsense."

"Our police officers tested them for alcohol and medication, but showed no problems and they just suddenly became ill."

Gordon stood at the door of the office, put his hands on his hips and said to Schiller: "If the kid named Copper last time had an illness, I wouldn't have been able to tell it, but their symptoms were very similar, so I have to ask you to come and see what's going on?"

Schiller frowned, and he pushed open the office door and saw several people curled up in the corner of the wall, like Coppert at the time, twitching all over, and muttering to himself.

Schiller shook his head and said, "I had expected it, and this is the sequelae of getting wet."

Gordon didn't hear what he said clearly. Just as he was about to ask again, Schiller interrupted him and said, "Don't worry about that much, transfer them to Arkham, as you expected, this is not normal, I need further examination."

When Schiller came to the office of Arkham Mental Hospital, it started to rain heavily outside the window, and the rain was less than 4 hours before the last time.

Schiller walked to the window and watched the raindrops slapped on the guardrail outside the glass, reflecting a faint luster. He silently calculated in his mind that thunderstorms began to become more and more frequent, from two days two weeks ago to once a day, and today there have been three heavy rains.

He walked out of the office and knocked on the door of the next ward. Batman's voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Schiller walked in and saw him and Copper standing on both sides of the table, with this map of Gotham City on the table. After Schiller entered, he said directly: "It seems that the plan really disgusted them."

Copper smiled gloomyly, Batman's mouth twitched, and he said, "You gave me a new understanding of the despicable level of human tactical plans."

"If you don't use this method, even if you catch their tails, they will only hide deeper and deeper, and will not jump out on their own initiative."

Batman sighed, his thoughts returning to a few days ago.

Evans, Batman and Copper speculated that the Owl Court used to monitor the living hell, which was the well, but this was still just a guess and needed to be further verified.

Batman planned to sneak into the Living Hell himself to investigate, but Copper refused him. He felt that Living Hell was his territory and Batman had no need to intervene.

Batman adhered to his usual skepticism. He did not trust Copper and planned to do it himself.

The two were in a stalemate. Finally, under Evans' mediation, the two acted separately. Coppert investigated the North District and Batman investigated the South District. The two did their own things and did not interfere with each other.

During the Living Hell Reform, a total of 6 wells in the South and North areas were all filled. However, this filling did not block the well from bottom to top. In order not to destroy the groundwater structure, only a bracket was placed about three meters on the surface and poured it into the ground. The part below three meters was still still a well.

Batman found a sewer entrance step by step, and then planned to create a passage from the underground to the bottom of the well.

However, Copper, a non-professional wild path, had a wider range of ideas. He still found tires, red trucks, rockets and others, formed a team, intending to use special methods to investigate.

These people are different from the rich and willful people like Batman. After all, they don’t have that set of solid equipment and don’t even have a night vision device. It is not realistic to find out the original structure of the living hell in the complex sewer, but there are also wild ways to do it.

This starts with the old drug dealers who provided them with maps.

What Gotham lacks the most is all kinds of geniuses who have gone wrong, and the best among them are these drug dealers like gophers.

In Gotham, there are indeed no police officers who stop you from selling these contraband, but the biggest danger comes from your peers.

This kind of thing must be stored and transported, and once the storage location and transportation route are discovered by other gangs, you should wait for valuable goods to disappear.

In order to avoid this, most drug dealers who are active in the Living Hell have their own transportation routes.

The same is true for this old drug dealer. He joined forces with several other big-time leaders to control most of the underground passages within the Living Hell.

They did not go to the ground at all, but transported goods directly through the underground passage, so that they could avoid being discovered by the gangsters living in hell and reduce the probability of themselves being robbed.

When the Living Hell was reformed, most of the underground passages were destroyed by foundation brackets, but there were still several useful ones. Copper got these information and then found the secret at the bottom of the well faster than Batman.

They speculated that among the five wells in the North District, three of them connected a secret room at the bottom, and the rooms were also connected to each other and led to a larger conference room.

When Copper found out about this, he did not enter rashly, but notified Batman.

Batman, who was better at sneaking in, touched the periphery of these rooms. After investigation, he found that unlike the huge conference room he had discovered before, there were traces of people moving here recently.

Batman thought that what they expected was indeed good. If the Owl had really been operating here for decades, they would never have given up Gotham's territory completely. Even if they were urgently transferred due to some accidents, they would definitely leave guards in other strongholds.

After several days of squatting, Batman discovered that the underground of Living Hell seemed to have become a new stronghold for members of the Owl Court.

Based on the principle of information exchange between Gotham members, Batman told Schiller briefly, but Schiller, as if he had prepared himself, came up with a very speechless but perhaps extremely effective solution.

As Schiller said, it is not difficult to catch the tail of the owl court, and it is not difficult to even attack their strongholds. But if they cannot succeed in one go, they will definitely escape and hide deeper, and such a hide-in game will never end.

So there must be a plan to force them out, let them show their bigger footsteps, and create a chance to succeed.

The specific plan is like this, Schiller speculates that even if the owl courts are hidden underground, they must rely on energy to light and communicate.

So where does this energy come from?

Although it is not ruled out that they have independent energy facilities themselves, Schiller knows about the Owl Court, they are like tumors growing on normal tissues. The more likely method they are to mix in their own people during the transformation of the Living Hell, and then pull a line from the Living Hell's energy system to power themselves.

So Schiller asked Gordon to find Xiao Shutou, and then asked Copper to take Xiao Shutou to walk around the living hell twice.

Sure enough, Xiao Shutou soon discovered that a power line was heading for the wrong direction. Following the line, Coppert found the energy pipeline at the Owl Court stronghold.

In addition to power supply, there are other pipes, and the ground is hidden and unattended.

And Schiller's ultimate plan is to throw shit.

Connect the Living Hell sewage treatment pipeline and the Owl Court’s energy supply pipeline, and the entire Living Hell sewage system will connect to the Owl Court’s pipeline.

There is no need to say much about the consequences. In Gotham, there is no place with a higher population density than the Living Hell area, and the ability to make shit here is naturally top-notch.

"Those excrements flooded their strongholds and turned it into a huge biogas pool."

Batman couldn't hold back his tone, he said: "And judging from the scene, some people were unable to run away in time when they were falling..."

Batman was silent for a moment, as if he was suppressing the nausea caused by his imagination. After that, Batman still said quite pertinently: "Although it is disgusting, it is effective."

"You said before that they have trained many killers. If I break in alone, I'm not sure I can beat them all."

"Even if I can beat them, once they hold me back and release the killer, the residents of the living hell will suffer."

"Living Hell is Gotham, the most densely populated place. No matter what the Owl Court makes, it will cause a lot of casualties. For this reason, we have to force them out of there. Although they use it... they will definitely not care about killing when they run away."

Schiller looked at Batman, his mouth still turned downward, looking deep and serious.

Schiller thought that perhaps this was Batman's uniqueness among superheroes. Although personal heroism is still inevitable, he is willing to trade his own regression for tactical victory, rather than having to be reckless and show his strength.
Chapter completed!