Chapter 19 Rental Issues

"Bruce, there is something I need to tell you." Tim stroked the coffin of the Angel of Death and said, "It's about Zsasz."

"Didn't he attack my school, Gotham Heights High School? School? He was caught by the Cheshire Cat you sent out. "

Tim said: "Although Zsasz said that there was no one behind him, and I verified that he was not lying. But I never believe in coincidences.

There are so many high schools in Gotham City, why did he choose my school? Whether in terms of the means and time of the crime, Zsasz's behavior this time is very different from his past.

There must be someone controlling him behind the scenes, Two-Face? Riddler? I can't find out for the time being. "

He stood up: "But no matter who he is, he may have some guesses about my true identity..."

But Tim quickly shook his head in boredom: "Forget it, all this is my guess. I don't have any evidence to prove it, let's not talk about this."

"Bruce, what about you, what did you want to say before?"

Chen Tao frowned.

Indeed. According to the comics, Zsasz should have attacked a girls' school, not the high school where Robin attended.

What caused the change in the plot?

Damn, it won't be me again.

There was too little information to think of anything, so Chen Tao chose not to think about it.

He said, "Let's talk about this later. Now, I need you to accompany me to the Petit Saint-Prince district."

(The district is a neighborhood in Gotham)

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This is the newly opened "Super Baby" restaurant in Gotham City. Due to the strange dinosaur incident two days ago, the owner thoughtfully launched the "Magical Dinosaur Delicious Set Meal", which was very popular for a while.

"OK, one of your Harley Quinn burgers, one Black Canary salad, one Jesse Quick's broken calf set meal..."

A maid dressed as Harley Quinn brought several sets of sets to the table, but a dishonest guy stretched out his hand to her butt.

"... Be careful that your hand gets broken, Fatty."

"Hey, you should be more respectful to ladies."

The two policemen sitting on the eaves of the window said, "We may not be able to control the big green dinosaur, but we can definitely control you."

"Ha!"

It's a pity that in Gotham, the more the police don't want some people to do something, the more they do the opposite.

The dirty hand still stretched out.

The younger of the two policemen got a little angry.

"Boris, I can't stand it, I..."

Bang!

The man with the dishonest hand screamed loudly, and was actually picked up by the barmaid with one hand, thrown to the ground, and his arm was broken with a crack.

The maid dressed as Harley Quinn patted the non-existent dust on her hands.

"So, is there anything else I can do for you, handsome guys?"

"Damn, she broke my hand! She fucking broke my hand--"

Squeak--

A few hours later, it was time to get off work.

Harley Quinn left the restaurant while doing a Scrabble puzzle in the newspaper, but she did not go home.

She took the subway to an apartment in downtown Gotham.

Knock, knock, knock!

She climbed the stairs and knocked three times at the door.

"Oh!"

Harley looked up and saw a leaf coming out of the crack in the door.

"Others will find out." She immediately stretched out her pale and tender little hand and pulled off the green leaf.

No one responded.

So she took out the key and opened the door with a creak.

It was not obvious from the outside, but once the door was opened, the room was almost full of plants.

The green creepers almost covered the entire room, and the winding trunks made people almost think that this was some kind of tropical rainforest in East Africa.

Harley put her hands on her waist.

"Enough!"

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

With the dense sound, the plants finally slowly retreated, revealing the true face of the person in the room.

Maybe it was a plant.

"Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose!"

A giant Piranha plant appeared in the center of the room, making a creepy laugh.

"Harley, you're here! Ivy asked me to tell you that this will be your home from now on!"

"Of course, there is no electricity, no water, and no gas here, because Ivy hasn't paid the rent for more than half a year!"

"..."

Seeing that Harley didn't speak, the giant Piranha plant immediately replied: "Aha, I know what you want to ask, let me answer you."

"Stop. Let me ask. And, Frank, can you stop these exaggerated body movements?"

The giant Piranha plant paused.

"Oh. Harley, I thought you would like these."

"First, I broke up with the Joker a long time ago. Second, I have reformed and found a job as a waitress in a damn restaurant called Super Baby."

"Third, I am sane now, not crazy at all, and my name is Harleen Quinzel, not Harley Quinn!"

Harley squeezed her face hard, showing a twisted smile, then stretched out her hand and flattened the corners of her mouth that were raised high, and then her face returned to normal, and there was no trace of the crazy Harley Quinn in the past.

"Fourth, I was cured, and the doctors in Arkham gave me a bunch of random awards. In short, I was not released with Xiao Hong. If I hadn't been really broke, I would have..."

"Oh, damn, let's not talk about this, it's weird."

Harry looked at the mess around and said, "Didn't Xiao Hong tell me before that he hired a little boy from the neighborhood to help him clean the room and water the plants, why is there..."

"Ugh!"

Frank vomited a skeleton in front of Harley, and the skeleton was carrying a leather backpack that couldn't be digested.

"What a gift, God, what on earth are you doing..."

"I can't help it, Harley."

Frank the Piranha said aggrievedly: "A week after Ivy left, this little bastard was still diligent in cleaning the room, but he started stealing things a month later, so..."

"Damn it, you're in big trouble, don't his parents have--"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

The other two skeletons were vomited out. Judging from their clothes, they were a man and a woman, and Harley could guess their identities without seeing them.

"Damn Frank, if the landlord knew..."

"Ugh!"

A skeleton with a cane was vomited out. This skeleton was relatively new, and there were two pieces of undigested rotten meat on it.

Frank spit out another gun: "It's not my fault. The parents of that little bastard are out-and-out gangsters. They came to our door with guns. They don't look like good people at all."

"The landlord had already taken back the house and took many plants that Ivy and I planted. This was nothing, but he actually wanted to make flour in this room, so I had to do it reluctantly..."

"..."

Harley was speechless.

"Okay." She was a little tired: "Anyway, I'm just an ordinary person now, so I can only live here. There shouldn't be any hell now..."

Knock knock knock.

The door was knocked.

Harley heard someone outside shouting: "Open the door! Batman!"

"... Are you annoyed?"