Quinn opened his eyes......

"Well, that's it again." Quinn thought, and then chuckled, she didn't expect that Batman to really kill himself, didn't he never kill people.

But it's because what I've done seems to have gone too far, but it doesn't matter, as long as I do it again, as long as I'm still in the city, as long as I can still see the little pudding, then it doesn't matter if I come a few more times.

So Quinn turned his head, ready to say hello to the salesperson.

But......

"Huh?"

That's when she realized something was wrong...... Instead of pushing his head, his mind pulled out a sharp pain in his neck.

The pain brought Quinn to his senses.

She was surprised to find that she was not standing in the familiar convenience store at the moment, and there was no salesperson beside her.

Now, in front of her was a somewhat rudimentary ceiling and some signs of mold in the corners......

"Where am I?" This was the first question that popped up in Quinn's mind, and then, she sat up with difficulty, and the pain in her neck made her subconsciously touch her body.

Then she felt for a tightly wrapped bandage.

"Turns out, I'm not dead...... Quinn said quietly.

She began to look around, what appeared to be an old dwelling, with little furniture around it, only a table and a bed. On the wall next to the bed, there was a nail that had been driven into the wall, and now, on it, hung an infusion bottle, the liquid in it was slowly dripping, and the other end, connected to the back of his hand.

That's when ...... The door to the room was pushed open, and a man walked in.

Quinn was stunned for a moment, because she knew the man.

He's the mercenary who is quite skilled..... Call...... What's it called?

"Hey, you're awake." When the man saw Quinn sit up, he said, "Oh yes, my name is Floyd, and you never asked my name...... So ......"

Quinn ignored his self-introduction, instead looking at the infusion bottle above his head and cast a questioning look.

"Ah, you say this, I turned out the antibiotics from you, how can you have these things on you?"

Quinn didn't answer, still looking at each other calmly.

"Hmm...... Well, I just wanted to say that on the battlefield, this simple use of potions is a must-have skill, so you don't have to worry, and the bandage on your neck, which I also bandaged for you. Floyd said with a shrug.

"How did I get here?" Quinn asked.

"Ah...... That's right, I left the rooftop at first, but when I saw that you didn't come down, I felt a little uneasy, so I turned back again, and then as soon as I got to the rooftop, I saw a madman choking you by the neck, and I killed the madman and rescued you by the way. ”

Floyd said, and finally showed a faint smile, waiting for the other party's thanks.

However, to his complete surprise, Quinn seemed to be dazed, frightened, and with an expression of obvious disbelief after hearing these words.

"You say..... You killed that madman? She asked, a little confused.

"Uh..... yes, he's going to kill you, you should be able to remember, but I'm good to be there in time......"

"Bastard!"

Quinn stood up abruptly and roared angrily, and at the same time, she removed the needle from her hand: "...... Are there any newspapers? ”

"What...... What the? Freud was also confused, he wondered how he could say that he had saved the woman's life, and how he felt as if she was particularly angry.

Quinn, of course, was angry: "Newspaper! Newspapers these days, damn it, how long have I been unconscious! She exclaimed.

"Report ...... Newspaper. Oh, and here are a few copies. Freud inexplicably hurriedly responded: "And ...... You've been in a coma for over a week. ”

Quinn snatched the newspaper from the other party and flipped through it.

As she expected, the newspapers these days, almost all of them are occupied by the same coverage.

The police station was attacked, the bank was robbed, the riot, the explosion on the top floor of the Wayne Building, and the arrest warrant for the super-criminal 'Harley Quinn'.

And in addition to these, these two days finally have a new title.

For example, the riots were finally suppressed; The police station began to be rebuilt; The emotions of the residents were soothed, etc.

All right...... It seems that everything does not seem to be developing as they think, people are slowly returning to normal after a short period of madness, and the most important thing is that if Batman dies, then, many weirdos should not appear, and that 'Joker' is naturally included.

Quinn hung his head helplessly: "Kill me." She said weakly.

"Huh?"

"Kill me, stop talking nonsense, forget it, give me a gun, I'll do it myself." Quinn said, and then went to the other man's waist to match the gun.

"What stupid are you talking about, are you crazy?" Freud was completely stupid, and he wondered if the woman had a broken brain due to lack of oxygen to her brain.

And Quinn shouted angrily: "You are such a messy shit, I will never hire you again when I come back next time, no, I will still hire you, and then kick your balls when I see you for the first time!" ”

In this way, Floyd was inexplicably scolded, and at the same time helplessly resisted Quinn, so as to prevent her from really pulling out a gun and destroying herself.

However, suddenly...... Quinn's afterglow seemed to be seeing something.

She calmed down for a moment, and then, shaking off Floyd, bent down and picked up a newspaper from the ground.

In that newspaper, in a very small corner, there was such a report.

"The Strange Man in Black"

There is also a line of small print underneath

"Several robbers were beaten and maimed"

At the end of the report, there is also a close-up photo of a man with a bruised nose and swollen face who has been beaten.

Quinn smiled as he looked at the man, and at the black, bat-shaped piece of iron scattered around the corner of the photo.