Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

Pushing the clock back to just before Loki was escorted to the Helicarrier...

Gotham.

ACE Chemical Plant.

Since The Joker's return, it's once again the most dangerous building in Gotham.

Although the Joker itself cannot be speculated with common sense, he has not made troubles in Gotham to this day, leading Batman to play happily with him.

This has to be said to be a very unusual thing.

So that only a few people in Gotham know that the Joker has returned, but the citizens still naively think that the Joker is still locked up in Arkham Asylum.

In the dark night of thunderstorms, a woman with a red and blue ponytail came to the tallest spire in the factory. She grabbed the rusty ladder in front of her with her hands and climbed up.

Not only was the dilapidated ladder full of rust, it creaking as Harley Quinn climbed up a little bit, and even the entire ladder felt like it would break at any moment.

But Harry was not at all afraid, even though she knew that she might fall to her death in the next second, she still climbed up to the top of the tower as usual.

I saw that there was already a person standing on the edge of the fence on the top of the tower, looking at Gotham in the rainstorm below.

He held a glass of unnamed red wine in his hand, wore a purple suit and dyed weird green hair.

"You know I don't like being disturbed at this time, my sweetheart."

Before Harry reached the top of the tower, the Joker knew she was coming.

After all, the crunch was hard to ignore, and it was hard to find a third person who dared to climb the ladder.

"Yes, I know, I'm sorry, Pudding... But, I wonder if we've been too quiet lately?"

Harley climbed up and took a breath, her expression mixed with worry and frustration.

"It's been a few months since you came back, but there hasn't been a single bank robbery, no kidnapping, no massacre, no bombing, no chaos... we haven't done anything, and no one even knows you're back! "

After hearing Harry's words, the clown burst out laughing.

"I know what you're thinking, sweet little pumpkin, but you seem to have gotten one thing wrong."

"I don't do these things because I like them, I don't care about money, power, women, fame...I have no interest in these things."

Harry continued: "Yes I know, Mr. J, you are only interested in Batman in this world, and you used to go to great lengths to corrupt him, but now?"

"You're always here, looking in the direction of Wayne Mansion, have you lost interest in Batman? Actually, we can plan a kidnapping of Bruce Wayne."

The Joker frowned, preventing Harry from continuing.

"Shut up, Halle! I'm not interested in drunken playboys!"

"You're nothing like you used to be, I...I just don't know how to make you happy."

Harry bowed his head in frustration.

A wicked and crazy smile appeared on the Joker's disastrous face.

"We know what you want, Joker."

At this moment, a strange man's voice came from behind Harry.

The man was carrying a pair of bows and arrows, his face was stern, and he belonged to the existence that he knew not to be messed with at a glance.

Strangely, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, but it gave people a feeling of dull eyes.

"Fuck! Who the **** are you? When did you follow me?"

Harry turned around and cursed.

Manhattan, New York.

It's a very nice, sunny day today, and the streets are full of blond babes in miniskirts.

This made McGison, who went shopping with Barbara and Pamela, feel a lot more comfortable.

It's been three days since Rocky's appearance in Germany, and McGeeson has been following the matter for days, but no word has come out.

McGeeson knew that at this point in the plot, Loki was on the Helicarrier busy wrangling the Avengers.

I just don't know when Loki did it.

And it can't be concluded that Loki will choose to open the door at the Stark Building, because McGeeson goes to the Stark Building to observe every day, and he has not found any trace of Hawkeye or Servigo.

At such a time, McGeeson really wanted to cooperate with S.H.I.E.L.D., not for anything else but to obtain information.

McGison, who has no intelligence network, except for his own investigation, the only way to know Loki's whereabouts is to watch the news, but if the live reporter does not have time to arrive at the scene, then he will not get any information.

McGeeson could only wait for Loki to make a big move now, before all his time was given to Barbara.

Enjoy a long-lost "trip for two". (The quotation marks are used to avoid people wanting to be crooked)

Although most of the time Pamela will be cheeky, and even enthusiastically served as a tour guide for the two.

"I can understand your love of plants, but why do we have to visit all the botanical gardens in New York?"

Seeing that Pamela took Barbara's hand again and walked in the direction of the Hamilton Botanical Garden, McGison was powerless to complain.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I really can't think of anything more beautiful in the world than plants."

Pamela stopped helplessly, and she noticed that Barbara's eyes also had resistance written, but she didn't say it directly like McGison.

There is no way. As the Poison Ivy becomes stronger and stronger, Pamela feels more and more that the things that humans like are boring garbage.

Most of the female classmates of the same age are fond of various cosmetics, but in Pamela's eyes, these things are just a bunch of dirty chemical mixtures, which are disgusting.

Anyway, Pamela's skin is much smoother than other girls, even though she never uses makeup.

This makes Barbara very envious.

"Then where shall we go, McGeeson?"

Pamela turned her head and asked.

"Let's go around Chinatown."

McGison said without hesitation that there are actually only those places to play in New York. The three of them are not very interested in shopping, and they are too lazy to go shopping in the commercial street.

"You also said that Pamela only likes the Botanical Garden, and you yourself only like Chinatown."

Barbara pouted.

"No need to say anything, come with me, I'll take you to a good place."

I saw Barbara grabbed the hands of McGison and Pamela and walked in one direction.

"Is this what you mean by a good place?"

Twenty minutes later, McGison and Pamela looked at each other, frowning at the e-waste market in front of them.

Barbara nodded excitedly and said, "You don't know, this is a treasure trove. You can never imagine what treasures you can find here."

"The last time I bought a monitor here, it's the one I'm using now, and it's almost as good as brand new, but it's seventy dollars cheaper!"

Pamela: "Actually... the botanical garden is not bad, right?"

McGeeson: "I agree."