Not content with mere kidnapping and revolution, Guerro's army appears to be engaged in other illegal activities as well.
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Poisoned Powder is a mystery in Golden Abyss. This Mystery focuses on Roberto Guerro's drug-running activities, as one of the ways he intends to raise enough money to finance another revolution.
Completing the mystery will unlock a bronze trophy of the same name "Poisoned Powder".
| Item | Inventory description | Chapter |
|---|---|---|
| Measure Once, Cut Twice | From ounces to kilograms, this scale has weighed countless packages, each one bundled and sealed with care for clandestine deliveries abroad. | "Why's the Building On Fire?" |
| Cooking Poison | No 'kitchen' is complete without a veritable pressure cooker. Extremely useful in extracting key ingredients from difficult mediums. | "I'm Not Leaving Without It" |
| How to Replace Bananas | An outdated agricultural publication covering various topics such as hydroponics, irrigation, fertilization and soil composition. | |
| Storing Chemicals | Any proficient industry requires storage and containers. These vessels provide portability and transport of various liquids, both hazardous and benign. | "I'll Break Your Fingers" |
| Pour Carefully | Pouring various fluids that are both volatile and flammable requires this tool. Hydrochloric acid is not something you would want to spill on yourself. | |
| How to Blow up a Country | Vast quantities of this liquid need to be stored somewhere. Mixed with ammonia and agitated, it causes the produce to be extracted from leaves. | "He Cut a Deal" |
| Chemists Are Your Friends | A staple of every lab, these beakers have mixed a vast array of chemicals from the ordinary household variety to the more exotic and volatile kind. | "Learning the Hard Way" |
| Breathe Deep | A discarded gas mask that prevented inhalation of ammonia and sulfuric acid fumes, a by-product of the cooking process. | |
| Guerro's Account Books | Guerro's worn and tattered ledger chronicling his nefarious activities over the years. | "He Gave Them Everything" |
| Don't Bathe Here | A grimy tub, stained by many years of chemical waste collection. The remaining black residue should be treated as hazardous material. | "That Makes Three of Us" |
"Overall, it looks like Guerro's got himself quite an operation here. I hope none of this shit makes it into the states."
"A beaker for every occasion... bet you could even mix martinis in these."
"Jason Dante, I am your father... I always wanted one of these."
"Guerro didn't use this to weigh himself... doesn't go up high enough."
"Hydrochloric acid... nasty stuff."
"Guerro's account books. You've got a lot of money flowing through here."
"Yeah... I wonder what you're planning on growing, el Generale?"
"Looks like one of your men has sticky fingers, eh Guerro?"
"Alright, wait. Why would Guerro need a pressure cooker? Really?"
"Rub a dub, dub... skin cancer in a tub."
"Why keep just one barrel of a highly volatile liquid, when you can keep a warehouse full?"