The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 221 Return of the first chapter
It is not accurate to use the word still, but at the moment, I don't know what other words can be used instead.

In short, this street is still on the side of 22nd Street, and there are still no signposts, no light posts, no names, and still no one to visit.Therefore, even if an unremarkable hospital suddenly appeared in this alley, no one would find it so abrupt.

Quinn opened her eyes. Originally, she was still in a sweet sleep, but she woke up instantly.

Because, she smelled a smell, a familiar but unique smell, they summoned herself in the air.

So, Quinn stood up suddenly, opened the curtains of his room, and outside the window was a wall and two trash cans stacked side by side. A wild cat was startled by this sudden behavior, and immediately jumped off the window sill and got into it. In the dark.

In fact, the scene that Quinn saw was no different from seeing nothing, but...she seemed extremely happy because she knew...she finally came back.

"Are we there?" Hannibal's voice came from outside the door.

Under normal circumstances, Ziliang was the first to yell about this matter, but this time, for some reason, he didn't make a sound.

Harley Quinn didn't care, but walked to the dressing table first, and put on some makeup for herself. Although the makeup was still weird, she did it with care.

Then Quinn pushed open the door
"Hi, babies, good morning everyone!" She greeted uncharacteristically, and immediately after, he saw that in Ziliang's office, everyone was seated, even the jigsaw came.Everyone was looking at him meaningfully, while Ziliang was smoking a cigarette bitterly and bitterly.

Ziliang was puzzled, why did Compass come to Gotham again? Doesn't it know that as long as Harley Quinn meets that man, she will definitely leave this hospital without hesitation?
"Um, look at you, you just need to smell it to know where this place is?" Ziliang asked.

"Of course. This smell cannot be imitated by any city. Also, you don't look so happy."

"How can you be happy?" Ziliang muttered, "If I'm not wrong, you're going to find your little pudding."

Quinn was inexplicably stunned for a moment: "Of course, is there anything else I want to do?" She responded, as if being asked a question that was too stupid to be stupid.

"And what if you find it?"

"With him, of course?" Quinn said with a smile, and then seemed to be caught in some kind of dirty fantasy of happiness.

"That means... are you leaving us?" It was Shirley who said this. Although she was very young, to be honest, she and Quinn had a very good relationship on weekdays. After all, Hanni Ba just cats in the kitchen when he has nothing to do, and Ziliang's office, no one wants to stay in it when he is free.

Quinn showed an indescribable expression, and she hugged Shirley thousands of times.

"Honey, I'm also very reluctant to part with you, but... just like fish want to return to the flood season, birds want to return to their hometown, people always have a place they must go back to, and that place is their destination." Quinn said.

"But."

"No but." Quinn interrupted the other party with a smile: "I will look for him. The reason why I am here is to look for him. I have never been confused about this, so... I will take a step first, oh , I will go to say goodbye to Old Joey, then I will go first."

As she said that, Quinn straightened up, her expression was still immersed in sadness one second, and the next second, she was as excited as if she had won the lottery.

"If you are not in a hurry, you can travel here. Gotham City is still very good." She waved her hands and walked out of the hospital.

Everyone watched her enchanting figure disappear from sight.
"Don't you want to find a way to stop her?" Hannibal said lightly.

"How to stop? Kill her on the spot." Ziliang smoked and said, "But since Luopan brought her here, that is to say, Luopan thinks she should come back, maybe it's an evolution, maybe it's a choice, anyway this time , none of us can help her, everything... depends on her."

The streets of Gotham have always been like this, except for those parts that were rebuilt after being bombed, they are all old and terribly old.

Quinn walked out of the alley, and then walked into a convenience store.

"Don't worry, I won't kill people today." When she passed by the cashier, she greeted casually, then went straight to the container, took a fruit knife and a lollipop and opened the package on the spot in the mouth.

"I wish you good health." When she walked out of the convenience store, she greeted the cashier again.

However, when she was about to open the door and leave.
"Miss Er, you haven't paid yet." The convenience store clerk said suddenly.

Harley Quinn's hand was frozen on the doorknob. She turned her head to that person in a daze.

"Pay?" She asked in confusion, as if she had heard it wrong.

"Yes, it's 8 cents, cash or credit card?"

Quinn hesitated for a moment, and walked to the cashier: "Sorry, I don't have any money."

"No money?" The clerk was stunned: "Then you...then you can't take those things out."

"Yes, my mother taught me when I was a child that you need money to buy things. But are you new to this city? You don't know me?" She asked again like a reminder, and at the same time, she still didn't forget to shake Shaking his heterochromatic double ponytails, he showed a smile that he thought was charming.

"I'm sorry, I've lived in Gotham for 20 years, and, in normal times, I would really like to get to know you, even in a very deep way, but now I'm working for eight cents, if you don't pay, Just put those things back on the shelf." The clerk said mockingly.

Obviously, he didn't know what he was messing with.

About 3 minutes later, Quinn walked out of the convenience store with a lollipop in her mouth. Looking at the buildings on the street, she was a little puzzled. A person who has lived in Gotham City for 20 years actually asked herself to pay?
In the past, they always took the initiative to pay their own money.

When Quinn walked to the corner of the street, there seemed to be an alarm sounding in the convenience store behind him. It should be the alarm that the passer-by who just passed by entered the store to buy something.

Quinn didn't pay much attention. While waiting for the red light, she picked up a newspaper on the bench by the side of the road and wiped the blood off the blade.

"Could it be that this Gotham is not the same as my own Gotham?"

(End of this chapter)