Batman blocked Killer Croc's second lunge with one hand and precisely caught the ledger Chen Mo had just pulled back with the other.
The instant the ledger reached his hand, he saw the code inside its cover and confirmed that it was indeed one of the core indexes for Black Mask's transport network, from the same batch as the one in the transport truck earlier.
Killer Croc cared nothing about the ledger. He only had eyes for Batman's neck.
A massive claw swept toward him. Batman ducked beneath it and drove a miniature stun gun under Killer Croc's ribs with his other hand.
Electricity erupted. Killer Croc's muscles spasmed for an instant before he grabbed Batman's arm and slammed him toward the floor.
Chen Mo swung in from the side and kicked Killer Croc's wrist.
An ordinary person's wrist would have snapped. Killer Croc merely loosened his grip a little.
Batman used that half second to flip free. Chen Mo landed beside him and lowered his voice. "Friendly reminder: this green gentleman's defenses are thicker than my wallet... my skin."
An emergency retraction of one thin wallet.
Batman tucked the ledger into a hidden compartment in his belt, his voice as cold as the dry ice that had just been setting the mood. "Hold them off. The hostages aren't all clear yet."
Chen Mo glanced toward the corner.
He had already rescued half the first group of hostages, but several people were still locked in the iron cage behind the long table.
More troublesome still, a row of black document cases sat beside the cage, with red lights connected to them. They clearly weren't ordinary safes.
"You get the document cases. I'll save the hostages." No sooner had Chen Mo said it than he corrected himself. "No, you save the