I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 309 Bruce's Shock
Find the button, and the subway station is no longer attractive to Harry.

When she led a group of people back to the RV, she saw Baiteman sitting in the back seat.

I don't know how he ran, so quietly, he arrived at the parking lot one step ahead of them.

"Why are you interested in this case?" Harry asked puzzled.

"I've been investigating her case."

Baiteman said in a low and hoarse voice.

Ivy glanced at Professor Dalton, and asked Gordon in a low voice, "Do you know who this 'bat-hooded man' is?"

Gordon's eyes flickered slightly, he shook his head and said, "I don't know him at all."

"Really?" Ivy didn't believe it.

"What did I lie to you about?"

"I've been investigating this case." Harry asked in surprise, "Before the murder happened, did you have contact with Christine?"

"She posted a post asking for help on the 'Puppy Video Network' superhero Batman section."

Baiteman's voice was still low and hoarse, just like the sound made by slippers rubbing slowly on the concrete floor in a quiet midnight.

Suspiciously, Harley took out her phone and opened the "Puppy Video" software. There were tens of thousands of messages in the Betterman community. After trying several keywords in a row, she found a short comment with few replies.

"Bateman, I'm a loan officer at the National Bank of the United States. I was cursed by a gypsy old woman for refusing to extend the payment for the third time. What should I do?"

This is a comment made by a random number account.

"Cursed, go to church! Gotham Cathedral, the armored nun Harley Quinn, even the devil is afraid of her."

The first comment is from "I'm Batterman 666".

Harry nodded slightly, this person has a very flexible mind.

"Bateman can't even beat the gangster who robs the bank - I saw it with my own eyes, he was beaten until the corner of his mouth bleeds - can you help you deal with the black witch?"

The second comment, from "I love ripping out Man's big pecs".

"Go to the Wonder Woman community, she seems to be magical and often 'Bilibili' flashes."

The third comment is from "I Bet Batterman is Gay".

"Tell me about the specific situation."

The fourth comment is from "Bateman himself is here".

Under the comments on the fourth floor, the host really replied: I was in charge of reviewing and issuing micro-loans at the bank. At that time, the old lady had already postponed the repayment twice, and she wanted to postpone it for the third time. She didn’t want to lose herself. s home.

I sympathized with her, but I still turned her down.

Then she suddenly knelt down on me and I was startled and called for security.
She felt humiliated, or I humiliated her.

I swear, I have no intention of insulting her.

That night, when I went to pick up the car from the garage, she attacked me.

She was extremely strong, and she knocked me to the ground even though she looked old and aged in her 70s.

I thought she was going to kill me, but she just unbuttoned my cuff, said a strange spell, and slipped the button back into my palm.

He also told me that soon, I would go to beg her, just like she once knelt on the ground begging me.

After that, I always felt that there was something invisible, staring at me with malicious eyes.

Are you really Bateman?what should I do?
Except for the reply from the host, only four people commented in total, which shows how cool this post is.

But such a cool post was actually found by Betterman.

The eighth achievement is 'the deity of Baiteman is here'.

Then, with administrator privileges, Halle opens all the dynamics of 'Bateman himself is here'.
There are thousands of them densely packed.

Take a closer look.
"Bateman's not a Gay, I'm sure."

"I think it's not that Bertman can't beat those punks, he just doesn't want to hurt them."

"Bateman has absolutely no shoulder pads, his shoulders are just so broad and right-angled."

"Bateman didn't try to imitate Ripman or Wonder Woman, he just did what he thought was right and had nothing to do with other drag heroes."

"Bateman himself is here" liked the post of "Gotham Lieutenant" that "Bateman's figure is better than Tearman".

"Bateman is here" has collected the "Wonder Woman Is My Wife" Sexy Photos of Wonder Woman".

Harry turned off the phone and looked at Batterman opposite him with a strange expression.

Baiteman's expression remained unchanged, and his tone remained the same: "My agent found out about the post. Later, I went to the National Bank to search for 'Kneeling Gypsy Old Lady', and it was easy to target Miss Christine."

"Since you already knew, why didn't you help her?" Professor Dalton said excitedly.

"I was investigating the case when the accident happened," Batterman sighed.

"Your fiancée hasn't told you about her situation?" Harry asked.

"I thought she was too tired from work, stressed, and had hallucinations." Dalton pulled his hair and said angrily.

"Is it still possible to save the person?" Baiteman asked.

Dalton immediately looked at Harry expectantly, pleading eyes flickering in his eyes.

Harry thought about it: "Theoretically, it is almost impossible for a soul that falls into hell to return to the human world.

But Christine's death was not normal.

Falling into hell is not doing evil things in line with God's teachings
Well, maybe she did, but at least this time, she was sent to Hell by the Dark Arts. "

"Hmm." Baiteman sat upright, nodded slightly, contemplating.

"Both go to hell, what's the difference?" Gordon asked puzzled.

Batterman breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Harry out of the corner of his eye, pretending to be listening carefully.

Harry said: "Going to hell can be equated to going to prison.

It is God's arrangement for normal people to go to hell. If they want to catch people, it is against God's will.

Well, illegal behavior.

Christine went to hell because of the effect of black magic. If you want to get someone, you just need to get rid of the demon behind the black magic. "

"Bateman, do you understand?" Harry smiled.

"Yeah." Baiteman sat calmly and nodded slightly, "You made it very clear."

This time he really understood.

"How to deal with that demon?" Gordon asked.

"Carlisle, what do you think?" Harry asked his number one brother.

"It's hard to do, I only sense the power of hell on the button, but since you said it still has the aura of rules hidden on it, you must be right.

According to the rules, only the Grand Duke of Demons is eligible to contact.

Therefore, we must at least 'convince' a duke-level demon before we can save Miss Christine."

Speaking of this, the priest shook his head and sighed: "After the incident of Little Black Bean, the existing dukes in hell are almost all the people of the three major demon kings.

And Harley, you are the biggest enemy of the Three Demon Kings. "

"Hmm." Baiteman rubbed his chin in deep thought, but his heart was filled with doubts.

"What is the little black bean incident, and why are the three demon kings your enemy?" Gordon asked blankly.

"Carlisle, you explain to them." Harry said lightly.

Then the priest began to tell a few people the mythical story of "creating the world", and the protagonist of the story was actually their acquaintance.

After listening to the story, Gordon looked dazed, while Batterman was suspicious.

In silence, the caravan had already returned to the Quinn Manor.

Angela stood at the door to meet them.

'Fatty' Angela from the Abbey Orphanage, the one who slept in the bed next to Harley's.

After leaving the orphanage at the age of 18, she spent two years in the society. After her belly was bloated and her wallet was emptied, she didn't want her child to go back to her old way, so she came to Halle's house with a shy face.

Seeing his old friend with a big belly and a luggage bag squatting pitifully at the door of his house eating a hamburger, Harley scolded her before letting her into the house.

Well, scolding her for being fooled by a man; scolding her for being stupid, I persuaded her to learn a skill back then so that she would not starve to death after leaving the monastery, and now it really came true.

In the end, she scolded her for being bitten by a dog. She obviously had a friend with the mayor, but she got confused like this.

Let her raise the baby with peace of mind first, and give birth to the baby. Harley then sent her to a technical school for two years of training. She still couldn't find a job, so she had no choice but to become the front yard housekeeper of Quinn Manor. With a million annual salary, she was in the yard every day. Nap, it's not challenging!

Well, she doesn't have as much authority and responsibilities as Ah Fu, she only needs to manage the reception work of the manor.

She doesn't need to worry about the lives of the girls in the backyard.

"Harry, the deputy director of the technology department of the Quinn Building is here, saying that the company's main server has failed again." Angela came over and whispered to Harry.

"Let him wait, I'm busy right now."

After ordering the butler, Harry led a few people into the meditation room in the backyard.

Only Baiteman was curious and followed into the meditation room, while the others were waiting in the living room.

"Miss Quinn—"

"Okay, it's just the two of us here." Harry interrupted him directly, "Also, can you stop pretending to be deep with a low, hoarse voice like a voice changer?"

Bruce removes the voice changer from his chin and shows her his hand.

"It was a very serious and prudent thing for me to put on the uniform and become a Betterman. Can you show me some respect?" He said helplessly.

"I don't respect you?" Harry was puzzled. "Could it be that when you got home and were with Ah Fu, you were like 'Mr. Pennyworth', so low and hoarse, and tried to stand in the shadows like this?"

"When I put on the uniform. Yeah." Bruce said seriously.

"There's something wrong with you!"

"Bateman can hide and observe others in secret, so it may not be that no one is observing him in secret.

I had to separate Bruce and Batterman completely. " Bruce said.

"Okay, you go on 'Miss Quinn', go on hoarse and low"

Harry patted his chalk-smeared hands and stood up.

In the time it takes to speak, she has already drawn the magic circle.

"Will the devil answer you?"

Bruce actually put the voice changer back on, and his voice was hoarse and low again.

"Whether it can be negotiated, I'm not sure. But with my reputation, no demon will refuse to communicate."

Harry casually threw the button into the center of the magic circle, spiritual power poured out, and the surface of the magic circle glowed dark red.

"In the name of Harley Quinn, the demon opposite appears quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, Bruce was still slandering in his heart, what kind of spell was this, and there was an exclamation from the opposite side: "Satan, it's the witch Harley!
Damn it, why did I get targeted by the witch? I obviously didn't provoke that evil star! "

In the rough and gloomy voice, there was still some anxiety.

Bruce's expression was distorted, who is the "devil"!

"Grandma called you several times, get out!" Harry shouted.

"My lord witch, what do you want?" the demon asked flatteringly.

grown ups?

Bruce was at a loss.

He had heard the fairy tales with Harley as the main character before, and wanted to take this opportunity to explore her background and collect the latest information about her strength, so as to improve the "anti-Harry plan" formulated in the early years.

But now, all the demons call her 'adult'.

"Boy, I have already remembered your aura. Now, come out honestly, or you will die sooner or later!" Harley threatened loudly.

"Don't, Mrs. Witch calm down!"

Black mist gushes out from the center of the magic circle and rolls on the ground, revealing a giant three-meter-tall monster.

The demon's muscles were knotted all over, like a giant spirit god in front of him, with dense magic patterns on his body, and strands of green flames were lit.

The appearance of human beings and the huge curved horns on the forehead all prove its noble status.

Just the threatening and terrifying aura emanating from it made Bruce feel depressed and his body trembled slightly.

"Little Asham, I have seen the Witch."

But facing the "short" Harley, the muscular demon bowed his head respectfully.

(End of this chapter)