Youji skims and shuffles the paperwork. Keywords include WayneTech, biochemical, weapons, biochemical weapons...
Oh, there's a name he wasn't expecting to see. Hachiko Mitsunaga.
"Looks like Kritiker's been sending other people to do my job," he said idly, expecting Omi to be too task-oriented to notice his droll lament. He read a little further down, because it couldn't hurt, and nudged Omi's shoulder.
"Listen to this," he said. "It's a print-out of an email from a mark I was supposed to start investigating. She says she found a lancinocaligan supplier... that might be what's causing the small veins in the lungs rupturing."
He tapped into Robin's line, and repeated it in English. There was shouting, snappy and teenaged, and he frowned, taking a moment to translate out the anger to Omi.
"So, maybe instead of rupturing blood vessels, Wayne was trying to fund the development of..." Youji did not speak medical English, but he gave it a shot. "Medicinal therapies for things like, I don't know, breathing issues."
And taking that research, those prototypes, those studies, and edging them just a little bit further forward...
"The only difference between a life-saving dose and a life-ending one is size, after all."
"What?" Omi asks with hushed alarm. Several things occur to him on the Bombay side of his brain in that moment:
1. Youji had been given a secret mission, one he hadn't been told about. 2. The secret mission involved investigating a mark now showing up here. 3. Supposed to start investigating meant that something had happened and the plans had changed. 4. Somehow, somewhere between that change of plan and now, Weiss had received a mission targeting Bruce Wayne. 5. Last he checked, 2 + 2 still equaled 4.
It could be an innocent explanation. Perhaps the lead they thought they had proved a dead end before it even started. But if that were true then why is she in the file folder.
He takes in the information about the prototypes, or what Youji is able to translate of it, and notes it for later, but his attention right now is laser-focused on this printed email and the new information about Kritiker's abandoned reconnaissance.
no subject
Oh, there's a name he wasn't expecting to see. Hachiko Mitsunaga.
"Looks like Kritiker's been sending other people to do my job," he said idly, expecting Omi to be too task-oriented to notice his droll lament. He read a little further down, because it couldn't hurt, and nudged Omi's shoulder.
"Listen to this," he said. "It's a print-out of an email from a mark I was supposed to start investigating. She says she found a lancinocaligan supplier... that might be what's causing the small veins in the lungs rupturing."
He tapped into Robin's line, and repeated it in English. There was shouting, snappy and teenaged, and he frowned, taking a moment to translate out the anger to Omi.
"So, maybe instead of rupturing blood vessels, Wayne was trying to fund the development of..." Youji did not speak medical English, but he gave it a shot. "Medicinal therapies for things like, I don't know, breathing issues."
And taking that research, those prototypes, those studies, and edging them just a little bit further forward...
"The only difference between a life-saving dose and a life-ending one is size, after all."
no subject
1. Youji had been given a secret mission, one he hadn't been told about.
2. The secret mission involved investigating a mark now showing up here.
3. Supposed to start investigating meant that something had happened and the plans had changed.
4. Somehow, somewhere between that change of plan and now, Weiss had received a mission targeting Bruce Wayne.
5. Last he checked, 2 + 2 still equaled 4.
It could be an innocent explanation. Perhaps the lead they thought they had proved a dead end before it even started. But if that were true then why is she in the file folder.
He takes in the information about the prototypes, or what Youji is able to translate of it, and notes it for later, but his attention right now is laser-focused on this printed email and the new information about Kritiker's abandoned reconnaissance.
"What do you know about her? Who is she?"