What bad intentions could Batman have?

"Bruce, there is something I need to mention to you." Tim said while caressing the Angel of Death's coffin: "It's about Zas."

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

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

There are so many high schools in Gotham City, why was my school chosen only? Regardless of the means of committing the crime and the time of committing the crime, Zas's behavior this time was very different from his past.

Someone must be controlling him behind the scenes, Two-Face? The Riddler? I can't find out at the moment. "

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 disinterest: "Forget it, all this is just my conjecture. I don't have any evidence to prove it, so I won't talk about it anymore."

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

Chen Tao frowned.

really. According to the comics, Zas attacked a girls' school, not the high school Robin attended.

What caused the change in the plot?

Damn it, it can’t be me again.

There was too little information and he couldn't think of anything, so Chen Tao chose not to think about it.

He said: "We will talk about this later. Now, I need you to accompany me to the Little St. Pris district."

(This district is a neighborhood in Gotham)

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This is the new "Super Baby" restaurant in Gotham City. Due to the strange dinosaur incident two days ago, the store owner thoughtfully launched the "Magic Dinosaur Delicious Set Meal", which became very popular at once.

"OK, one of your Harley Quinn burgers, one of your Black Canary Salad, and one of Jesse Quick's Broken Calf Set..."

A waitress dressed as Harley Quinn brought several set meals to the table, but a dishonest guy stretched out his hand to her butt.

"...Be careful of your hands getting crippled, Fatty."

"Hey, you should show some respect to ladies."

Two policemen sitting on the window cornice said: "We may not be able to control the big green dinosaur, but we can definitely control you."

"ha!"

It's a shame that in Gotham, the more the police don't want someone to do something, they do the exact opposite.

That stupid hand still stretched out.

The younger of the two policemen got a little angry.

"Boris, I can't bear it anymore, I..."

boom!

The man with dishonest hands screamed loudly, but the tavern maid picked him up with one hand and threw him to the ground. His arm was broken with a crunch.

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

"So, what else can I do for you, pretty boys?"

"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 playing Scrabble on the newspaper, but did not go home.

She took the subway to an apartment in downtown Gotham.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

She climbed up the steps and knocked on the door three times.

"oh!"

Harry looked up and saw a leaf emerging from the crack in the door.

"This will be discovered by others." She immediately stretched out her pale and delicate hands and pulled off the green leaves.

No one responded.

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

It's not obvious from the outside, but once you open the door, the room is almost entirely filled with plants.

The green ivy almost covers the entire room, and the vertical and horizontal winding tree trunks make people almost think that this is some kind of East African tropical rain forest.

Harley put her hands on her hips.

"enough!"

Swish, swish, swish...

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

Maybe a plant.

"Goose goose goose goose goose goose!"

A huge piranha appeared in the center of the room, letting out a creepy laugh.

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

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

"..."

Seeing that Harley was silent, the giant piranha immediately replied: "Aha, I know what you want to ask, let me answer you."

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

A giant cannibal eats a meal.

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

"First, I've broken up with the Joker a long time ago. Second, I've changed my ways and found a job as a waitress in a damn restaurant called Super Baby."

"Third, my mind is normal now, not crazy at all, and my name is Harleen Quinzel, not Harley Quinn!"

Harley squeezed her face hard, showing a forced and distorted smile, then stretched out her hand, flattened the raised corners of her mouth, and then her face returned to normal, with no trace of the crazy Harley Quinn of the past. Style.

"Fourth, I was cured, and the doctors from Arkham also awarded me a bunch of random awards. In short, I was not released together with Xiaohong. If I hadn't run out of money, I would have …”

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

Harley looked at the mess around her and said, "Didn't Xiaohong tell me before that he hired a neighbor's boy to help him clean the room and water the plants by the way? Why is there..."

"vomit!"

In front of Harley, Frank vomited up a skeleton, which was also carrying a leather, indigestible backpack.

"Thank you for your generous gift, God, what on earth are you..."

"There's nothing I can do, Harley."

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

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

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

Two other skeletons were spat out. Judging from the costumes, they were a man and a woman, and Harry could guess their identities without even looking.

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

"vomit!"

A skeleton on crutches was spit out. This skeleton was relatively new and had two pieces of undigested rotten meat on it.

Frank spit out another gun: "You can't blame me. That little bastard's parents are complete gangsters. They came to the door with guns. They don't look like good people at all."

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

"..."

Harley was speechless.

"Okay." She was a little tired: "In short, I am just an ordinary person now, so I can only live here. There shouldn't be any trouble now..."

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was a knock on the door.

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

"...you're tired of it."