Sigam Mechanical Company.
A company focused on ultra-modern technology.
Its flagship product was a mechanical mousetrap: steel-jawed robots deployed into New York's sewers to solve the rat problem.
For that, the boss had manufactured an entire warehouse's worth, then used them to rob banks. God, an army of robots that could bite open vault doors and fire lasers, used for robbery...
This was no longer a matter of style.
Maybe he was simply indulging his hobby as a mad scientist.
Even now, Miao Mu could not understand how those mad scientists thought, just like Croc-Man was always saying.
Dr. Milo in the Arkham shelter had wanted to put him on an operating table and slice him up more than once.
"Leonardo, are you sure the Foot Ninjas are here?"
Miao Mu walked through the sewers, looking up at Leonardo ahead of him, who was tapping the walls with the hilt of his sword as he scouted the way forward.
"I'm sure."
Leonardo was very certain. A proper turtle like him was trustworthy when he spoke; he would never play mind games.
"Aw, come on, let me do it!"
Raphael rolled up his sleeves—if he had sleeves—and charged to the front, using the handles of his twin sai to tap the wall.
They were looking for several hollow bricks, because they knew of a small passage that led directly to the company's production warehouse.
"Found it!"
Leonardo raised a hand to stop those behind him, then said quietly, "There may be traps inside. Be careful!"
With that, Leonardo smashed open the brick and reached inside to press something. With a clang, the wall split apart.
It revealed a broad metal-paved passage, like a garage, with a rolling shutter door inside, as well as... surveillance cameras!
Whoosh!
Raphael drove his sai straight