It's a lot more expensive to save you than it is to hire a prostitute, Harley, you understand me, don't you?
Although she killed the prostitute afterwards, she was really sad at the time.Many, many such things were used as bait, thrown out of the window, abandoned, beaten, but Harley Quinn was still obsessed with her Mr.
J, supporting him, following him, and loving him madly.Brant didn't understand this twisted love at all, he just felt that his brain was stuffed with emotional waste and his headache was terrible.His father turned out to be a scumbag so clearly?
Brant suddenly felt that in the face of Harley Harleyn, he was not so reasonable, but he was weak-hearted or should he make amends?
Thinking like this, the tentacles of consciousness suddenly became gentle, gently combing the nerve nodules, gently smoothing the shadows and folds, and even gently pinching and exploding the mental waste belonging to the clown.The rough process will be painful, and if you are gentle, it will be very comfortable.So comfortable that Harley Quinn couldn't help but close her eyes and fell asleep.Brandt: Alan moved over lightly: How's Quinn?
Brandt said honestly: I slept soundly.Alan: I asked him about his mental condition!
Brant said: It's a lot better than I thought it would be.Can you heal him?
Allen's voice was louder for a moment, and he immediately controlled the volume and lowered it again: Is that what you mean?
Emmm Brandt said tangledly: The root of all her madness is because of her love for the Joker, I can solve all her mental problems, but as long as she still loves the Joker, she will definitely turn herself into a Harley Quinn again.Alan frowned: That's no solution?
Brandt weighed in on his suggestion: Maybe try to make her fall in love with someone else?
Alan said: Okay, that's no solution.Making Harley Quinn fall in love with someone else is no worse than making the Joker a good citizen, and things are at an impasse for a while.Fortunately, Harley Quinn is asleep, at least safely for now, and when Dr.
Leland comes out and intervenes in Harley Harleyn, the crisis will be resolved.What's more, after Brant combed her brain, Harley Quinn probably won't be so crazy in the short term.Of course, the premise is that as long as the clown doesn't behave and doesn't irritate her.Several people stood outside the door, and when Dr.
Ryland got rid of the two-faced man and hurried over, he barely left the third floor with peace of mind.Back in the elevator room, several people who were physically and mentally exhausted couldn't help but feel a little depressed.After a few small talks, Alan suddenly remembered something.When you're on vacation for two days, can you help me take a trip to Wayne Manor?
Brantage said: I still have time off?
Alan said: You are focusing on the wrong point!
Brant said: Okay, what do you want me to do?
Alan said: First the Riddler, then the Harley Quinn and their collective riot, and the repair cost of Arkham alone will require a lot of money, so Brant thoughtfully continued: So you need your patron to provide dollars?
Allen said: To be precise, the patron of Batman.Brant said cheerfully: No problem, just give me the address.Alan added with a sigh: Mr.
Wayne recently had a cooperation project with Stark Industries, and he went to New York ahead of schedule, you find Alfred Butler, remember to report my name.Brandt's mind was dazed, and he grabbed Allen suddenly: What did you say?
Alan was also confused: What?
Brandt spoke to Allen, but his eyes turned to Omir: New York, you say?
Looking for Stark?
Brandt suddenly found that the fusion of the universe seemed to be coming much faster than he imagined.Chapter 52 Fifty-two Psychosis If Arkham's world has been fused like Stark's world, then the problem of Omir's rejection reaction will be solved at once.We had to go to Seattle.Brant said.Alan said: Seattle?
That's not close, do you want to take a leave of absence, what about Wayne?
Brandt said, "I can go and help the dean get funding first, and then I can go to Seattle."
I have something very important and I have to leave immediately, what is the process of asking for leave, can I just go directly to the dean?
Brant said quickly and urgently, and it really looked like he couldn't wait, and Alan couldn't, so he had to lead him to the dean's office.Knocking on the office door, the dean was still hunched behind his desk, holding his pocket watch and talking to himself.This time they stayed a little longer, and Brant looked around.This is a large office, but the curtains are closed, the floor tiles are dark, the walls are covered with dark wallpaper, and even the objects are in dark tones, giving people a sense of oppressive discomfort.Alan had said three or four things about asking for leave, and the dean finally slowly pulled himself out of his pocket watch and looked at them.Alan, who is this?
The dean's voice was hoarse and gruff, and he asked the tall Norseman behind Brandt.Alan said: It's Brant's friend.The dean nodded, noncommittal, and turned to Brant: "Are you looking for me?""
I'd like to take a long vacation and go to Seattle, and if I can, I'd better be able to go now," Brant said.The dean looked Brant up and down, and in those cold and numb blue eyes, he could still vaguely see some kindness and wisdom that had been there.He didn't say whether it was okay or not, but said firmly: You must not have come out to work before.Brandt was not convinced: Wrong, I went to the playground a part-time job the other day.The dean nodded, but said, "I definitely didn't get paid."
Brant choked and asked curiously: How do you know?
The dean sighed: On the third day of employment, I have to take a long vacation, and the return date is uncertain, so I don't look like a person who has worked.The dean looked good today, he carefully put the pocket watch into the inner pocket of his jacket, touched a pair of glasses from the table and put them on, and looked seriously at the new employee of Arkham.I agreed to the leave.The dean said: But the matter of funding, Alan should have mentioned it to you, right?
Brant said: Before I leave, I will make a trip to Wayne Manor.But he kept having a question: Why don't you make a phone call, isn't it much easier and faster than I can make a trip?
The dean looked at him and just said, "I don't have a phone."
Brandt said: But no.The dean tore off a page of notes, wrote down a string of numbers, and stamped a stamp on it, and then handed it over: just let Mr.
Wayne knock the card down.The dean said as he took out his pocket watch again, and it was a send-off.Brandt took the note and walked out of the office, still full of doubts?
Alan closed the door for the dean, looked back at him, and couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking?"
Brant shook the sticky note in his hand: It's a little weird.Alan sighed: It's not surprising, the dean was led away by a phone call in the first place, and Mad Dog had the opportunity to kill his wife and daughter, he has always blamed himself, and he began to hate the phone that led him away.Every time we apply for funding, we send someone over, and this time I have to leave just in time, so I will run more.I see.But Brant still felt a little strange: the dean was in a good mood today?
Alan knew what Brant was talking about, because he felt the same way: I don't know, but it doesn't feel like he's usual.Brant also said: The mental state is also different, there is no feeling of being too closed, he looks like an ordinary person who is slightly depressed and pessimistic.There was something unbelievable on his face: he even joked with me.When Omir heard this, he realized that, according to their meaning, the gloomy old man in the office was already in a state of being so good that people were puzzled.So what does he usually look like?
Brant and Alan didn't come up with a reason, so they had to attribute it to Dean Arkham who was in a particularly good mood today, and then skipped the matter.Brandt came empty-handed, and he also walked empty-handed, and there was nothing to pack, so he took only one Omir with him, and walked out of the castle gate lightly.Alan helped him open the door, and after sending him out, he closed the door and locked it again, and Brant finally saw the outside of the madhouse.Arkham was built on a low peak.The mountain peak was artificially flattened, and about a dozen meters above the ground, this huge castle was built.Outside the castle's gates, there is a long staircase that winds its way to the ground.The two walked up the stairs to the end, where the guards on duty opened the heavy iron fence and let them go.After walking far away, Brant looked back with a feeling and the whole picture of this huge and gloomy castle was revealed to him.It's spectacular.Bun Brant sighed.It's the most gorgeous place I've ever seen.Bun Omir echoed.Then the two buns called a taxi with the little money left, and galloped all the way to Wayne Manor.With nearly 500 acres of land, a flat lawn as far as the eye can see, a sprawling Gothic-style building, and intricate carvings and frescoes followed by a well-dressed butler, Brant marveled at the intricate interior of the huge estate.It's spectacular.Bun Brant sighed again.It's the most gorgeous place I've ever seen.Bun Omir echoed again.Alfred, who was walking in front, said: "Four generations of Wayne have lived here, and what you see now is what it looks like after Lord Bruce rebuilt it sixteen years ago.Reconstruction?
Brant asks: Is it aging?
Alfred said: It is a pity that it collapsed, someone attacked the manor, blew up the more period buildings, and although the lord tried his best to repair it, it still lost some of its original flavor.Brandt said: That's a shame.Here it is, two gentlemen.They rounded a corner and came to a large hall, where Alfred ushered them into the sofa and brought two cups of black tea: I will call the master first to give a brief description of the situation, and the two gentlemen may have some refreshments first.As he spoke, he exited the parlor and called the master.The phone was connected, and on the other end of the receiver, Bruce's voice was shocked.Ford?!
A hoarse and deep voice, as soon as you hear it, you know that it comes from a voice changer.Alfred said: You look surprised?
Bruce's voice was urgent: Where are you?
Did you come here too?
Alfred's voice was clearly calm: "Looks like you're in trouble again."
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Of course there was trouble.Hunting down the Riddler in Gotham, I don't know what key point I poked, and I suddenly traveled through time and space, and came to a completely strange universe where there was no Gotham and no existence of my own.This can be considered a big problem.Batman is not afraid of trouble, but he is afraid that Gotham without his own town will be messed up, afraid that Inspector Gordon will encounter unsolvable problems, and even more afraid that Tim and Ah Fu, the two most important people he is still in Gotham, will be attacked by the criminals in retaliation.Jason's thing, it really can't be seen again.Bruce really, can't stand it again, such a blow.Therefore, when he receives a call from that familiar number, he will be both surprised and suspicious.However, these doubts naturally disappeared after hearing Ah Fu's voice to make sure that everything was safe.Alfred didn't know that his master was thinking so much, and he answered Bruce's previous question: I'm not going anywhere, I'm entertaining two guests at Wayne Manor.Bruce also calmed down: What guest?
Alfred said: One of Arkham's psychiatrists, with a letter from Dean Arkham, has come to ask you for funding.He teased narrowly: After all, everyone knows that you are the patron of the famous Batman.Bruce asks: What happened to Arkham?
Alfred said: It seems that the Riddler escaped from prison again, plus Harley Quinn organized a riot and blew up a lot of places.The butler's words made Bruce frown immediately.He asked: The Riddler?
Jailbreak again?
I remember disappearing without catching him?
Alfred said: What are you talking about?
Master Tim helped you get the Riddler back to Arkham, and you didn't disappear, but left early to attend a meeting with Stark Industries in New York.Bruce's brow furrowed even tighter: What are you talking about again?
The two finally realized that the chicken and duck between them were talking to each other.Bruce took a deep breath and told his butler what had happened to him these days, and after learning the information from Ah Fu's side, he had a guess of cosmic fusion.Bruce said: You are the person I trust the most, Ah Fu.Yes, I believe in you unconditionally, sir.Ah Fu sighed: Don't worry, in the current state, you don't have to go to Arkham to live permanently.Bruce said: I'm not crazy.Alfred laughed: Of course I knew, it was just a joke.Bruce said: Since you remember, I'm going to New York, I'll go there to see, as for Arkham's maintenance funds, I remember that you have the right to deal with the funds below 10 million?
Alfred said: You remember correctly.Bruce said, "Very well, you go and deal with them, and after that, let's talk about the difference between each other's memory points."
Okay, sir.Alfred responded, then hung up.He returned to the parlor and promised to pay for the repairs by tonight.Brandt thanked him and hurried away with Omir.Just five minutes later, Alfred, who had packed up the tea set, ushered in the two gentlemen who had gone and returned.Is there anything I need help with?
Alfred asked elegantly.Brant coughed lightly twice: Well, we're going to Seattle.Alfred nodded, indicating that he was listening.Brandt went on with difficulty: "And then we're now, penniless.Alfred: Poof.