The Death Knell

"Beautiful! Click, click, click."

"whee!"

"More beautiful! Kakaka"

"Ha ha!"

Harley's cell phone also comes with a continuous shooting mode. When Su Ming found her, the little jelly bean was riding on the bone dragon hanging from the ceiling of the Dark Zhenglian headquarters, allowing Tracy to take pictures like crazy.

The little bartender was originally Harley's fan girl, and now she was able to take photos of her idol. Not to mention how excited she was. Even her coma caused by vomiting seemed not worth mentioning. She just kept boasting about Harley's beauty, and then Just press the shutter like crazy.

There was an electronic simulated shutter sound coming from the phone, which was quite similar.

The dark environment, the ghostly bone dragon, and the flickering fireflies all give the photos a very Gothic feel.

In this way, Harley's skin is so white, she really looks a bit like a vampire.

"It's strange, where are all the people today?" Diana walked out of the elevator speechlessly, looking around her dark Zhenglian venue: "And how did Harley get in? She shouldn't be able to use this elevator, right? Authentication electronic lock.”

Su Ming didn't answer this question. Not to mention an elevator door in the Hall of Justice, even the elevator in the Batcave couldn't stop Harley.

"It's normal for the man-bat to not recover from the sequelae of vomiting, but I thought the dead people would be there. Others may have gone home to sleep." Deathstroke folded his arms and leaned on the guardrail of the stairs, looking at the sky. The swinging jelly bean: "But it doesn't matter. In fact, only Zatanna and Constantine of the Justice League Dark can participate in this level of events, and no one else can use them."

"I thought you would take Bobo with you."

Diana looked at Harley's dress and thought it was very beautiful. She also had a very high-end evening dress, but because her shoulders were too broad and her arms were full of muscles, she would definitely not look as good-looking as Harley in a skirt.

"The orangutan has other things to do, just like Batman has other tasks." Su Ming saw that Harley had noticed her and was ogling her with her big eyes. She also deliberately lifted up her skirt to show her I looked at the stockings and suspenders, so I shook my head speechlessly.

"Ahem! Stop playing with Harley, it's time for us to set off!" Diana naturally noticed Harley's frivolous movements, and her face suddenly turned green.

"Here we come." Tangdou jumped off the faucet, performed a triple front somersault and a 720-degree turn, and landed firmly on the ground. Even though she was wearing high heels, the completion of the movement was not affected at all, and she said happily. He affirmed: "My body flexibility is still so good, Zeiss can't compare with me, hee hee!"

However, she did not go up the stairs to get close to the three of them immediately. Instead, she walked to Tracy first and looked at the photos with the girl.

The memory card on her phone was almost full. Who knows how many photos the bartender took of her in total, but looking at Tracy's drunken and excited expression, she was probably very satisfied.

"Harry, can you add my email address and send me a copy after you select the photos?" The bartender returned the phone to the original owner and clasped his hands expectantly.

"Oh, of course, honey." Hallie hugged Tracey and kissed her on both cheeks, leaving two red marks and laughed: "Haha! Thank you for taking the photo for me, yours The level of photography is to my liking. Next time you come to New York as a guest, I’ll treat you to a cake.”

The fan was kissed twice by his idol and was so excited that he couldn't speak. He just nodded with his face flushed. Little did he know that Harley had left her where she was and jumped into the arms of Deathstroke:

"Where do we go next?"

"Go to a place where you can show your professionalism." Su Ming looked at the sleepwalking Superwoman beside him, gave up the idea of ​​teleportation, and took off his cloak: "Let's talk on the way, you think of a solution first Remove the psychological suggestion and hypnotic effect that Zeiss exerted on Kara."

"As good as her three-legged cat? Hehe, give me a bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes as narcotics, and then it only takes three minutes."

Little Sugar Bean is very confident. After all, she has achieved enlightenment in Arkham Sanatorium many times. Her old classmates have no such experience, and they are no match for her professionally. As long as she can guess the keywords of hypnosis, it will be easy.

In fact, there is no need to guess. When we met before, Supergirl's hypnotic keywords were clearly visible in the thought bubble above Zeiss' head.

That Xiao Bichi still thinks that there is a backdoor in Supergirl's brain. In the future, she can use hypnosis to control Supergirl to do things for her after joining the Zhenglian. But how can this be hidden from Slade? No, it's already Arrange to unhypnotize yourself.

The destination this time is Metropolis, but instead of going to Superman's home, the place we want to go is Ellsworth Memorial Hospital.

It may sound confusing, and you don't know where that place is. In fact, Su Ming has not studied it in depth, as long as you know that it is a mental hospital.

Just like Gotham has Arkham Asylum, what city doesn't have a mental hospital? You must know that the United States is a country that mass-produces serial killers, and mental illness is a serious social problem here.

Superman's abilities are very strong. Many people think that he is almost omnipotent, but Su Ming can easily pick out a flaw, that is - Superman cannot cure other people's mental illness.

Professional things should still be done by professionals. Superman may have a heart of gold, but he can't make others have a heart of gold. This is the multi-dimensional DC universe, and the original attributes of human beings are all dark.

"I've heard of this hospital, but I've never been here before." Harley got a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from somewhere and put them on her little nose. She seemed to be in the mood: "It's just, I still think Arkham is the best. Alas, I just couldn’t find a suitable job after I graduated from the best workplace.”

As she spoke, she became emotional, probably remembering the good times when she was a patient in Arkham.

At that time, many patients regarded her as a guiding light, but she liked those guinea pigs so much. The most vulnerable side of human beings was exposed in front of her eyes, and she could be touched at will, even if she was just an ordinary person who was framed by the rich when she was admitted to the hospital. Poor guy, but Harley can turn him into an out-and-out perverted murderer just by chatting with him once or twice.

There is no need for hypnosis or drugs. She just helps others figure out some truths - such as the freedom and carpe diem she originally realized.

"Then let's go in and have fun today, meet someone, and then you may need to give him some treatment." Su Ming raised his mask, the red goggles lit up, and he said in a hoarse voice: "But you have solved Kara's situation. What?"

"Of course, dear, a super woman should have been treated by a super psychiatrist like me a long time ago. If you don't believe me, just look back."

Harley raised her chin proudly, puffed out her chest, and sounded proud.

So Su Ming turned his head and looked slightly, and saw Kara sitting cross-legged at the back of the flying carpet. Now she had a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. Her eyes were full of penetrating eyes that could see through the darkness in the world. When Deathstroke looked at her, his eyes no longer dodge. He even flipped his hair with the hand holding the cigarette and gave her a wink.

Deathstroke suddenly felt that something was wrong all over his body:

"Fake, what on earth did you do to her? This has changed too much."