Jonathan shifted his gaze away from the test tube, looked up at the string of data on the screen, and said, "No chance. This is a toxin that accelerates cellular aging. Poisoning wouldn't cause full-body swelling, and once someone is poisoned, the damage is irreversible. With current medical methods for ordinary people, they can't be saved."
"But this doesn't match any known chemical formula. I need to run another test. Give me five minutes."
Schiller and Pamela stood behind Jonathan. Pamela asked quietly, "Professor, when did you get a sample of this toxin?"
"When Talia held out her hand beside my head to show off." Schiller stared at the reaction inside the test tube and said, "I guessed her nails were poisoned, so Gray Mist took the opportunity to preserve part of the coating from her nails."
"So that's why you let her go so easily?"
"I told you, I don't care about her private affairs with Bruce. But I'm investigating a case Cobblepot hired me for, one involving a certain toxin. She's one of the suspects."
Pamela nodded and said with something like a sigh, "Honestly, Professor, your reputation at Gotham University is enough to make children stop crying at night. I thought you'd be the kind of person who was easily angered."
"I rarely feel genuinely angry about anything." Schiller replied as if making casual conversation. "Most of the time, I only appear angry because anger can be intimidating, and that makes teaching easier."
Schiller turned to glance at Pamela and said, "If you treat everything with indifference, people will think you don't care, and then they'll keep pushing further. You could learn how to perform anger to show that you take something seriously."
Pamela pressed her lips together, clearly considering whether she ought to do something. She