Meiman: I was a policeman in Gotham

Chapter 131 The clown acts bravely?how could i have such a dream
If you ask Qin Su which opposite sex he likes the most, it must be Ai Wei, after all, he can only be sexually interested in Ai Wei now.

But if you ask which woman Qin Su spends the longest time with, it must be Harley Quinn, the landlady.

Qin Su moved out from Gordon's house. Harley lived on the fourth floor, and he lived on the fifth floor of the apartment. The two of them saw each other without looking up. Harley, who walks fifteen dogs alone.

Not only in life, Qin Su also often comes into contact with Harley at work, especially in fights. Harley is the kindness derived from the Tiger Talisman, but this kindness is only for animals. In addition, she acts very impulsively and easily Having conflicts with others, Qin Su has participated in mediating disputes between her and passers-by more than once.

The dispute mediation here refers to telling Harley not to beat people to death. Anyway, what she beats is scum, and Qin Su doesn't mind turning a blind eye.

Back at the apartment at night, Qin Su knocked on Halle's door with a strawberry parfait.

"Who?"

Harry pushed open a crack in the door with his shoulders, the light pink pajamas clinging to his body, the sling on his right shoulder slipped down so that his breasts were half exposed.

Qin Su looked down, and as expected, he saw the white thighs and a thick and long baseball bat.

"If you look at it again, I'll hit you." Harry's eyes showed a fierce look.

Qin Su raised the strawberry parfait in his hand, so that Harry could see, "I brought you a dessert."

Harry's eyes lit up, and he dropped the baseball bat with his backhand, holding Buffy in his arms and chewing on it.

Qin Su blushed for a while: "So impatient, did you not eat, Harley?"

Harley raised her head abruptly, and stared at Qin Su with resentful eyes: "Isn't it because you meddle in other people's business all day long, so that the cuties have no meat to eat, and I use all the food expenses Harleen left me to buy?" Dog food."

"Friendly reminder, feeding dogs with human flesh is against the law." Qin Su knew the source of Harley's dog food.

Harley proposed a compromise plan: "Then you put me in Arkham, where I happen to be in charge, and my little cutie will be handed over to you."

Qin Su looked at the more than a dozen ferocious dogs behind Harley, and didn't know how they matched "cute".

"Where's Ha Lin, hasn't she sent you money recently?" Qin Su turned the topic to Ha Lin.

Unexpectedly, Hali was very vigilant, and saw through Qin Su's intentions at a glance: "You want to find Ha Lin, so you came here at night to find out the news."

Harley has always been acting silly. She is not so much Harleen's sister, she is more like a pet raised by Harleen, but in fact, the Tiger Talisman will not have any tendencies, good and evil are equal Existence, there is no distinction between strong and weak, Harley's stupidity is just that she doesn't think too much, her IQ is at the same level as Harleen.

Those who regarded Harry as a fool were all beaten into fools by her with a baseball bat.

Wiping the ice cream off the corner of her mouth with her finger, Harry stuck out her pink tongue, licked each finger clean, and then took out half of the Tiger Charm from the ditch.

"I know why you come to chat with me every day. You want this stone, why don't you just grab it?"

Harley seldom speaks so clearly. Qin Su doesn't think this is a good thing, which means that Harley is getting closer to the complete Harley Quinn.

"When the Tiger Talisman is fully restored, both you and Harleen will disappear. I have made an agreement with Harleen that we will not force you to become one." Unlike the Holy Lord, Qin Su kept his promise.

"Unless we take the initiative to hand over the spell? You don't think you can buy me with a strawberry parfait, do you?" Harry tore off the spell from his neck and threw it at Qin Su.

Qin Su caught the talisman with a little warmth on it, and his expression became serious. There is no free lunch, and there is no free talisman.

"What do you want me to do?"

Harley hugged a golden retriever, pressed the dog's head and rubbed it for a while, her chest rose and fell, and she said carelessly: "I've already said it, do I have to repeat it?
Send me to Arkham and help me take care of the cuties. "

After Qin Su left, Harley hummed a ditty: "Little cutie doesn't do things cleanly, and I have to help clean up the mess. There's no way, who made me Harley Quinn."

……

Tonight is a rainy night, and like so many nights in Gotham, people die.

Harleen fled into a bar, her eyes blurred, her steps light as if on some legal drug, her twin tails swaying side to side as she wobbled.

But Harleen never took drugs, she didn't need hallucinations to comfort her mind, and hallucinations couldn't help her, she was hunted down.

Harleen made a mistake, she didn't kill Dr. Hugo, and Hugo was a very vengeful person, he found some of his patients, gave them spiritual hints, and controlled them to hunt down and kill Harlene, some of them It's also very difficult for Batman.

"A Moroccan cocktail."

Harleen covered her painful head, her body weight was pressed on the bar, and the bloodstains on her chest reflected strange colors under the colorful lights.

It wasn't Harlem's blood, and Harlem wasn't hurt.

The bartender pushed a cocktail in front of Harleen, and she drank it down in one gulp. Alcohol can paralyze her nerves and suppress her influence.

"Hey, have you heard that the double-faced man has been rehabilitated and became a prosecutor again."

"Nonsense, what kind of bullshit gossip is that, I just saw the double-faced man fighting with Muddy Face a few days ago, good guy, that's called a fierce fight."

"I also heard that the black mask has been resurrected again, but his mask has turned white, which may be related to his death once..."

This is the villain's favorite bar, and he can always hear all kinds of news, but this is not the reason for Harleen to come here.

The clown gang used to manage this bar. Harleen turned around and watched the dancers above wear less clothes one by one under the urging of the men.

In Harleen's eyes, the dancer turned into her face, and the man sitting below turned into a clown. It was a hearty dance, and it was also the time when they were most loving.

But that was all Harleen's wishful thinking. The real memory is that even though she showed her body to the Joker without reservation, the Joker still frowned, thinking about his next trick against Batman.

How could she not notice, the clown never had a place for her in his heart, but why did the clown put the knife into his chest at that time.

The one who killed the clown was himself. He grabbed the blade in Harleen's hand and stabbed it into his heart, just to expose the fact that Harleen was already crazy.

Just as Harleen was immersed in the memories, the dancer on the stage suddenly fell down, and boos were heard from the audience.

"I don't spend money to watch this kind of disappointing performance!"

A drunk smashed the wine bottle and stabbed the dancer in the neck, but was stopped by a palm.

The blood stained the white gloves, and the man in the purple suit didn't care, bending down to pick up the broken glass on the ground.

"It's not good to throw glass bottles, it's easy to hurt others."

Harleen's eyes widened. She felt that she was crazy, or that the world was crazy.

The drunk man looked at the man's face, and his drunkenness dissipated in an instant: "You...it's you...how could you...a thing!"

Pinch the drunk man's mouth open, and stuff the broken glass he picked up into his mouth piece by piece.

"Trash goes in the trash."

Said the clown.

　Thank you for the reward of [Ants that Walk Thousands of Miles], and thank you for your support.

　　I'm going home tomorrow, laying the groundwork for the plot and preparing to end this volume

　　
　
(End of this chapter)