I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 29

2021-06-23

Chapter 29 Harley in Action

Harley kicked thirteen feet and her ankles were sore, so she soundproofed the inner room The oak door kicked open.

Teresa old woman also dragged a table against the door.

She managed to squeeze into the inner room, and the old woman slipped into the bathroom like a loach.

More importantly, there was actually a cordless phone in the bedroom. hand.

Harry flustered and exasperated, smashing the bathroom glass door with a swing of a baseball bat.

"Hey, no matter what you come to do or plan to do, now you are finished." The eggplant of the sky, huddled in the empty bathtub, smugly waved the Wireless Electronics word in Harry's hand.

"Hello, Mother Teresa? It's so late, what's the matter?" a night guard asked loudly on the other end of the phone.

In the eyes of Harley wanting to eat people, the old woman shouted: "Bring someone to save me, someone rebels!"

"pa!" Harley calmly face, took away the phone.

“pa pa pa pa pa” Harley gave her a bunch of mouths.

"You dare to hit me?!" The old woman was dazed for a while, wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and poked Harry with cold and terrifying eyes, "Little Splasher, you are doomed, I swear, You're dead!"

Accidents happen frequently, time is urgent, Harley didn't want to talk, so she let her howl and curse in the bathroom, each minding their own business and went back to the office to make a phone call.

"Hey, Jessica, it's me, Halle, don't talk, you listen to me, St. John's monastery is a hell."

Harry's small mouth is like a machine gun, Tututu, speaking very fast, very concisely said the matter here.

"Find a way, help me."

"Hey Harvey, it's me, Halle. Don't call 'Jesus', I know it's late, but the situation It's special"

repeating what she had said to Jessica before, she asked, "What do you think I should do?"

Harvey didn't answer right away on the other end of the phone. Instead, he turned on the light, walked around the bedroom a few times, and then said solemnly: "This incident has a huge impact, you may not know that Mother Teresa and Marvin Archbishop are siblings.

Marvin Archbishop is not the bishop of a certain community, but the patriarch of the entire Gotham, the entire state of New York."

"The Crusaders of the Holy Land and the Tongue of Fire, do you understand?" Harry stretched out his left hand Put it in your pocket and hold the big cross.

She cares more about organizations with extraordinary powers than the mortal Archbishop.

"The Crusaders of the Holy Land are a church organization, right? Their headquarters seems to be in Europe, England? I haven't been in contact with them, and I don't know much about them. It's the first time I've heard of Fire Tongue." Harvey · Dante Road.

Have never even heard of the Tongue of Fire, and certainly don't understand the extraordinary Great Cross.

"Harvey, you're my personal lawyer, now, it's your turn to advise me," said Harley.

In the United States, personal lawyers are sometimes more reliable than friends.

In addition to having a relatively high degree of credit - very few private lawyers betray their employers, they also know the laws of the United States best and know how to help employers avoid and solve troubles.

"Did you kill someone?" Harvey asked.

"Should not."

"Should. I get it, you didn't overdefend, manslaughter, manslaughter, that's fine." Harvey relaxed.

"Have you called the police?" he asked again.

"Of course not."

"Good!" Harvey complimented again.

“The police are untrustworthy! You have to make sure now that the evidence in your favor is in your hands before the police arrive, preferably to me immediately,” he said.

“What evidence do I need?” Harry asked.

"It is nothing more than personal evidence, such as witnesses, you must ensure that your legal actions are seen by others, and your illegal actions are not seen.

Photos, videos, The recordings are all high-quality evidence, clothing, blood, essence, weapons, also need to be collected."

"He raped, attempted rape, no spirit!" Harry said with a dark face.

"That's not the point." Harvey frowned on the other end of the phone, "Now, my phone has the recording function turned on. Since you controlled the situation with your bravery, are you sure?"

"This is not the point." p>

His tone was a little awkward.

"Sure, what do I lie about at a time like this? But there's an accident.

I was going to get off the phone quickly and go downstairs to take control of the situation, so I One night.

Can't do that now, maybe I'll have to stick around for help," said Harry.

"wu" Harvey frowned: "Since you have temporarily controlled them, hurry up and do something smart about the evidence. Can you understand what I mean?"

" I probably understand." Harry's eyes lit up, seeing a glimmer of victory.

The annual fee of three thousand dollars is not in vain.

"Harvey, can you come over right away? Don't let those cops hurt me," Harry said.

"It's too far, and it'll be dawn by the time I get there. Also, I don't have connections in Jersey City, so if the cops are really daring enough to hurt you, I wouldn't mind wasting an extra bullet. ' said Harvey helplessly.

"Then what should I do?" Harry asked anxiously.

Harvey pondered for a moment, then said, "Do you have any police officers you trust? Or, which of your friends can influence the top of the police department?"

"I don't quite understand. ." Harry said.

"If the Gotham Police Department is involved in this case, even if no one is there for a while, the Jersey City police will have several points of scruples - the monastery thing is no longer something they can cover up.

And you are a Gotham native, or the Gotham Children's Rescue Center arranged it, the Gotham police are fully qualified to intervene in your case.

However, the Gotham police are more untrustworthy.

In order to prevent them from complicity and taking black money from the same employer, you have to have someone you trust, the kind that cannot be bought.” Harvey Dante said.

Harry immediately said, "Jim Gordon should be trusted."

Even if she can't remember the details of the "Batman" trilogy, the good guy of Chief Gordon Character design, she will never make a mistake.

She wasn't sure that this Gordon was Peter Gordon before, but Bruce Wayne only had one, and the Jim Gordon he had befriended must be that Jim Gordon.

"Hero cop Jim Gordon." Harvey frowned: "It seems he caught your father, right? He also earned the title of 'hero cop' by the media."

He had never heard of this person before, but the Wayne couple's case was too sensational, and Harvey had seen countless photos and introductions of the "hero detective" on TV and newspapers.

"I can only trust him." Harry said helplessly.

"Okay, you call him right away."

"I don't know his cell phone number," Harry said.

"I don't know him well either, why don't you wait and I'll call my friend at the police station?" Harvey said.

Harry moved in her heart, shook her head and said, "No, I have my own ideas."

Harry came to the dean's desk, turned off the wireless phone in her hand, and ended. Communication with Harvey's side, start dialing the Wayne Manor number.

——Bruce, at this time, you are still used as a tool person. I am very sorry, but the monastery background is too strong. You must pull a big guy to attract the attention of the other big guy.

At the same time, she stretched out her free hand, picked up the wired phone on the desk, put it aside, and reconnected to Harvey's phone.

The "dududu" mobile phone hadn't been answered yet, Harry glanced around the table, found a pencil, and pulled the small eraser off the cap.

Then, she took a knife and sliced the eraser, cautiously shoving the small piece of eraser into the gap of the landline's hang-up key.

After finishing, she put the wired phone on the desk to the phone. go back.

"Harvey, can you hear me?" she asked into the "auto hang up" phone.

"Ok." Harvey's faint voice came through the receiver.

"OK, now, just listen and don't talk on your side."

80% of monastery's phone bills this month will break the table, but that's none of her business.

"Hello?" A tired, weak voice came from the other end of the cordless phone.

Harry was startled, "Bruce? You haven't slept yet, what about Alfred?"

She was calling from the manor's living room, not Young Master's personal cell phone.

"Harry, is that you, Harry?" The Young Master on the opposite side was obviously more surprised.

"It's me, I'm in some trouble on my side"

Harry has repeated the same words twice, this time it only took half a minute to roughly explain her side Case.

"This, how is this possible" Young Master simply collapsed.

He, who has been living in the holy light of heaven, can't imagine that reality can be so dark.

Not to mention Young Master, even Harley, who has been a human being in two lifetimes and clearly understood the world, feels that what she has experienced is very magical.

"I'm not asking for your help," she said shamelessly before asking for Jim Gordon's home phone number.

As expected of Gordon's good friend, he knows both mobile phones and home landlines.

Harry called the landline first.

"Hey, this is Barbara." Soon, a gasping female voice came from the opposite side.

The voice seemed to be filled with Marilyn Monroe's saliva, sweet and sexy.

Another Barbara, which surprised Harry a little, but didn't forget the business, "I'm looking for Jim Gordon, I want to call the police, there's a big case."

Opposite Barbara seemed to cover the microphone, and her voice was faint and unintelligible: "I'm looking for you, a young woman, maybe a girl, said there was a big case."

"Hello? I'm Jim Gordon. , tell me, you're not calling the false police, are you kidding?" Gordon said with some anger.

"Is this what the police should say? Shouldn't you want me to call the false police and save one tragedy in the world?" Harry said unhappily.

"You, your voice sounds familiar."

"It's me, Harley Quinn," Harley said.

"Oh, what's the trouble with you?" Gordon said in a more serious tone.

Barabara

"I'll come over immediately, wait for me."

Before Harry's finished speaking, Gordon started getting dressed.

"Uh, are you coming over now?" Harry was stunned.

Although this was exactly what she hoped, she thought she had to talk a lot, and then the other party reluctantly

"Of course, I'm a policeman. Your situation is in critical condition. There's no delay."

She also heard the sound of Gordon putting on leather shoes, along with the complaint of the woman named Barbara.

"What should I do?" Harry was a little moved.

"Protect yourself, try to delay time, and wait for me to arrive." At the end, Gordon finally asked, with a little hesitation, "Are you kidding me?"

Harry didn't say anything, just took a few steps into the inner room and pointed the phone at the bathroom.

Old Witch's swearing and threats were passed word for word to the other side.

"Ok, I'll go right now. If anything happens, call me immediately. My phone number is—"

"I know, I'm from Bruce Wayne. Your phone number and cell phone number are coming."

"Harry, next, don't worry, don't worry, you'll be fine, I promise!" Gordon said seriously.

(end of this chapter)