The Death Knell

Su Ming didn't even make much movement, he just turned to the side, and the black shadow fell to the ground, motionless.

At the same time, Harley on the bed showed a disappointed expression, as if her prank had failed, and even her twin ponytails were drooped.

"Where did the body come from?"

Su Ming used his feet to pick apart the corpses in the body bags, and picked through the mountain-like pile of mobile hard drives. Harry must have seen these things, and there were some small notes posted on them, saying something like 'Chop Knife Hilarious Collection', Or 'A Collection of Head Changing Jokes', or something like that which makes people scratch their heads.

As soon as he returned to this room, Strangler told him that besides him and Harley, there was a decayed corpse inside the room.

After coming out to talk to Harley and observing and testing at close range, it was determined that Harley was real, not a shape-shifter, or another Harley impersonation. Then the reason why she hid the body could only be testing.

Hiding a corpse in a cabinet is difficult to scare Su Ming, but it is a good method for other death knells.

After all, there are many Deathstrokes in the main world, and those from Dark Diversity are basically enemies. Harley can't tell which ones are genuine based on their appearance, because it's too easy for Deathstroke to deceive people.

But Su Ming has several unique skills that other death knells don't have.

The first is the poison immunity provided by strangulation.

The lollipop that Harley ate before and the one that he stuffed into his mouth later contained the poison of Poison Ivy. Harley should have taken the antidote in advance, and if it was another Deathstroke who wanted to impersonate Su Ming, , Even if he doesn't die after eating Harley's candy, he should have lost his fighting ability.

The second point is also the sensitive sense of smell brought about by strangulation.

Even though he didn't see the body, Hangzhao could smell that the tightly wrapped body was in the shoe cabinet, and the body would fall out as soon as he opened the door.

And if there is a fake death knell that passes the first level, in front of the shoe cabinet, because of the ghost in his heart and the sudden incident, he will definitely react irritably to the black shadow that appears, such as taking out a weapon or gun, or even directly confronting the person. Corpse moves.

A warrior's reaction speed sometimes exposes himself. Deathstroke's subconscious reactions are often faster than his brain. Once Deathstroke gets his hands on the body, the fake is revealed, and Harley can immediately escape through the window next to the bed, or implement some counter plan.

Harley was never stupid, she just loved to laugh.

Harley, who had confirmed Su Ming's identity, didn't show much joy. Instead, she was a little disappointed, because the real thing wasn't fun.

She turned over and lay on the bed, squeezed the two lumps into a flat shape, and supported her head with her hands to introduce the two of them.

"As you can see, this is the person who sold the mobile hard drive, and now it is a corpse. The corpse, this is Deathstroke, the best mercenary in the world."

Su Ming shrugged noncommittally, returned to the big bed with the few hard drives he picked out, and plugged in the computer.

"Did you die at work? I like such dedicated people."

Harley lay down behind him, as if she was going to relive these comedy moments together, with her little head right next to his face: "Why don't you ask me why I killed him?"

Su Ming clicked on a video, looked at the beginning of another story, and responded casually: "You killed him, which means you think he deserves to die. This reason is enough for me."

"Oh, these words are so touching, ah!" She crossed her hands in front of her chest and twisted them shyly, then immediately grabbed his head and kissed him on the mouth: "You are so kind, Sweetie, the person in the yellow and black uniform is really like a little bee, his mouth is so sweet, gurgling."

"Black and yellow uniforms? I will help you tell Black Bolt and Black Adam the next time you see them."

Su Ming pushed the red and blue head away, and Harley blocked him from watching the video. Although he didn't mind being intimate with her, it wasn't now.

When you have just returned to DC, you need to understand the overall situation. Time is precious, and the things that superheroes like Barry learn are often not dark enough. It is more appropriate to understand the current situation of society from the side with a smart person like Harley. Her crazy words are crazy. The words are sometimes mixed with some valuable suggestions.

"Bah! A black-skinned idiot and an arrogant maniac. Just thinking about it makes me doze off. It's so boring." Harley got up and jumped away. She stepped on the ground with bare feet to drag the body bag, and suddenly laughed again. : "Please pause and wait for me to watch together. I have to feed the body to the cat and prepare some popcorn for us."

Su Ming pressed the bridge of her nose with a headache. Harley was smart and beautiful, but she was too talkative. If she didn't agree to her, she would probably pester her endlessly.

"Okay, timeout, hurry up."

Harley dragged the body bag towards the door and said with a smile: "Come right away. Do you want to eat apple pie? I can order it from the neighbor downstairs. No? Where's the pineapple pie? Neither? Human pie?" ..."

"Harley?"

Su Ming sighed and looked at her helplessly.

Harley stuck out her tongue and continued dragging the body with a bad smile on her face: "Just kidding, haha, because even Killer Crocodile knows that people have to be eaten alive, and the pie will be chewy! ... Is this joke funny? Oh, not interested? Well, just wait for me."

Su Ming looked thoughtful as the door swung open and Harley dragged the body to the 'Cat Paradise' upstairs.

The earth is now full of chaos and madness, and even Harley seems to be a little affected, but this is a bit crazy for Dr. Harleen Quinzel, but for Harley Quinn, this is a bit crazy It's just right.

Just like when she's drunk enough, her brain works best in this state. Even if she stays in this state, she may still hear the "mysterious voice" from outside the fourth wall, which becomes the plot of the plot. Transparent level super plug-in.

About three minutes later, Harley came back with a bag of microwave popcorn. Her feet were still stained with blood, like rotten plum blossoms falling on the white snow.

She first went to the bathroom, crossed her long legs, put her feet under the faucet and took a shower. Perhaps because the water was colder at night, her toes were cutely curled together, which made it difficult to wash away the sticky plasma.

But for someone like her who often soaked her feet in blood, this was nothing. She quickly ran back to the bed, stuffed her feet under the sheets, and put the popcorn between the two of them.

She reached out and unplugged the earphones, letting the sound pass through, with an expectant expression on her face, her big eyes shining in the dark: "Let's begin, hehe, wonderful comedy night, Common!"

"Didn't you watch it again?" Su Ming not only clicked play, but also pressed fast forward.

Harley put the popcorn in her mouth while staring at the screen. She raised her hand to press pause and then pointed at the screen and said with a bulging mouth like a squirrel:

"Previously, this person injected Luthor's potion and then crushed the enemy's head. It was a method of venting emotions. But looking at this scene, he used the blood of the deceased to draw two traces of tears on his face after killing the person. vertical line, which illustrates his confusion about his own position. Simply put, this is the conflict between the 'id' and the distorted 'superego'. It is such a classic comedy that I will never tire of watching it. Haha, cough cough..."

She was giving Su Ming some knowledge with a proud look on her face, but she choked on the popcorn.