"Bruce, there is something I need to tell you." Tim stroked the coffin of the Angel of Death and said, "It's about Zsasz."
"Didn't he attack my school, Gotham Heights High School? He was captured by the Cheshire Cat you sent out."
Tim said: "Although Zas said that there was no one behind him, and I verified that he was not lying. But I never believe in coincidences.
There are so many high schools in Gotham City, why did they choose my school? Whether in terms of the means and time of the crime, Zsasz's behavior this time was very different from his past.
There must be someone controlling him from behind, Two-Face? Riddler? I can’t figure it out for now.”
He stood up. "But whoever he is, he may have some ideas about my true identity..."
But Tim quickly shook his head in boredom: "Forget it, this is all my guess. I don't have any evidence to prove it, so let's not talk about this."
"Bruce, what about you, what did you want to say before?"
Chen Tao frowned.
Indeed. According to the comics, Zsasz should have attacked a girls' school, not the high school that Robin attended.
What caused the change in the plot
Damn, it can’t be me again.
There was too little information to figure out anything, so Chen Tao chose not to think about it anymore.
He said, "We'll talk about this later. Now, I need you to accompany me to the Petite Saint-Prince district."
(The district is a neighborhood in Gotham)
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This is the newly opened "Super Baby" restaurant in Gotham City. Due to the strange dinosaur incident two days ago, the owner thoughtfully launched the "Magical Dinosaur Delicious Set Meal", which was very popular for a while.
"OK, one Harley Quinn burger, one Black Canary salad, and one Jesse Quick's severed calf combo..."
A maid dressed as Harley Quinn brought several meal sets to the table, but a dishonest guy put his hand towards her butt.
“… Be careful or your hand will be crippled, Fatty.”
"Hey, you should show some respect to the ladies."
Two policemen sitting on the window sill said, "We may not be able to control the big green dinosaur, but we can certainly control you."
"ha!"
It's a shame that in Gotham, the more the police don't want someone to do something, the more they do the opposite.
That dirty hand still reached out.
The younger of the two policemen became a little angry.
"Boris, I can't stand it anymore, I..."
Bang!
The man with the dishonest hand screamed loudly and was picked up by the tavern waitress with one hand. He was thrown to the ground and his arm was broken with a crack.
The maid dressed as Harley Quinn brushed off the non-existent dust on her hands.
"So, what else can I do for you, pretty boys?"
"Shit, she broke my arm! She fucking broke my arm—"
Squeak—
A few hours later, it was time to get off work.
Harley Quinn left the restaurant while doing a Scrabble puzzle on the newspaper, but did not go home.
She took the subway to an apartment in downtown Gotham.
Knock knock knock!
She went up the steps and knocked three times at the door.
"oh!"
Harley looked up and saw a leaf popping out from under the door.
"Others will find out if we do this." She immediately stretched out her pale and tender little hands and pulled off the green leaves.
No one responded.
So she took out her key and creaked the door open.
It's not very obvious from the outside, but once you open the door, the room is almost entirely filled with plants.
The lush green ivy almost covered the entire room, and the winding tree trunks made one almost think that this was some kind of tropical rain forest in East Africa.
Harley put her hands on her hips.
“That’s enough!”
Rustle, rustle, rustle…
With subtle sounds, the plants finally slowly retreated, revealing the true face of the person in the room.
Maybe plants.
"Goose goose goose goose goose goose goose!"
A giant carnivorous plant appeared in the center of the room, emitting a creepy laugh.
"Harley, you're here! Ivy asked me to tell you that this will be your home from now on!"
"Of course, there's no electricity, no water, and no gas here, because Ivy hasn't paid the rent for more than half a year!"
"… "
Seeing that Harley didn't speak, the giant Piranha plant immediately replied: "Aha, I know what you want to ask, let me answer you."
"Stop. Let me ask you something. And, Frank, could you please stop with all those exaggerated body language?"
A giant piranha plant meal.
"Oh. Harry, I thought you would like these."
"First, I broke up with the Joker a long time ago, and second, I've turned over a new leaf and found a job as a waitress at a damn restaurant called Super Baby."
"Third, I am sane now, not crazy at all, and my name is Harleen Quinzel, not Harley Quinn!"
Harley squeezed her face hard, revealing a forced and twisted smile, then reached out her hand and suddenly straightened the corners of her mouth that were raised high, and then her face returned to normal, with no trace of the crazy Harley Quinn of the past.
"Fourth, I was cured, and the doctors in Arkham awarded me a bunch of random awards. In short, I was not released together with Xiao Hong. If I hadn't been really broke, I would have..."
"Oh, damn, let's not talk about this, it's weird."
Harry looked at the mess around him and said, "Didn't Xiaohong tell me before that he hired a little boy from the neighborhood to help him clean the room and water the plants? Why is there..."
"vomit!"
Frank vomited up a skeleton in front of Harley, with a leather, indigestible backpack on its back.
"Thank you so much, God, what on earth are you doing..."
"I can't help it, Harry."
Frank the Piranha said aggrievedly: "A week after Ivy left, this little bastard was still diligent in cleaning the room, but he started stealing things a month later, so..."
"Shit, you're in big trouble, don't his parents have—"
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
The other two skeletons were vomited out. Judging from their attire, they were a man and a woman. Harley could guess their identities without even looking.
"Damn it Frank, if the landlord knew..."
"vomit!"
A skeleton leaning on a crutch was vomited out. This skeleton was relatively new and there were still two pieces of undigested rotten meat on it.
Frank spat out another gun: "You can't blame me for this. The parents of that little bastard are out-and-out gangsters. They came to our door with guns. They don't look like good people at all."
"The landlord had already taken back the house and took away many of the plants that Ivy and I had grown. This was fine, but he actually wanted to make flour in this room, so I had no choice but to do it..."
"… "
Harry was speechless.
"Okay." She was a little tired: "Anyway, I'm just an ordinary person now, so I can only live here. There shouldn't be any trouble now..."
Knock knock knock.
There was a knock on the door.
Harley heard someone outside shout, "Open the door! Batman!"
“…Is that annoying?”