He should know everything that happened here, whether it is a microwave evaporator or those hallucinogens.

"Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

A husky and low voice sounded, and the black trait cape hung to the ground, and Bruce appeared like a real nocturnal creature.

"Dr. Watson is not there in Falcone."

"Well, I understand, Watson has gone out, I'm here to find his." Detective turned back, "Bruce, someone wants to diffuse hallucinogens through a microwave evaporator."

“…”

"It's not Gotham's gangsters, they just want to make money, not destroy this place, the threat comes from outside, you need to check it out."

This time, the sound of neat footsteps came.

"I'm not familiar with this place after all, you need to find clues."

"I get it, sir."

Someone kicked open the door, and Gordon surrounded the room with his fully armed special forces, pointing his gun at the two inside.

"Paltrow?"

Bruce pressed the mechanism and quickly rose. Before the military flashlight could be scanned, the man had already left.

"Doctor Hardwick is already in the medical car." Gordon glanced at Batman who was leaving, "That machine has been confiscated, what else to do?"

"some."

"Godden." The detective smiled, and took out a handful of wrinkled documents from somewhere. No one knew when he pulled it out of Klein's office. "Are you interested in destroying Gotham's biggest gangster?"

The author has something to say: I will share with you the candy I ate in the original work.

Holmes: I was alone at that time because Watson was not with me because of the marriage. This was his only selfish act in our relationship.
Chapter completed!