I want to have a date with Superman

Once she found the button, the subway station no longer appealed to Harley.

When she led the group back to the RV, she saw Bateman sitting upright in the back seat.

I don’t know how he ran away so quietly and reached the parking lot before them.

"Why are you interested in this case?" Harley asked confused.

"I've been investigating her case."

Bateman said in a low and hoarse voice.

Ivy glanced at Professor Dalton and asked Gordon in a low voice, "Do you know who this 'bat-hooded man' is?"

Gordon's eyes flashed slightly, he shook his head and said, "I don't know him at all."

"Really?" Ivy didn't believe it.

"What did I lie to you for?"

"Have been investigating this case" Harley said in surprise: "Have you had any contact with Kristen before the murder?"

"She posted a request for help on the Superhero Bateman section of the 'Puppy Video Network'."

Bateman's voice was still low and hoarse, just like the sound of slippers slowly rubbing on the cement floor in the quiet midnight.

Suspicious, Harley took out her mobile phone and opened the "Puppy Video" software. There were tens of thousands of messages in the Bateman community. After trying several keywords in a row, she found a short comment with only a few replies.

"Baitman, I am a loan officer at the American National Bank. I was cursed by an old gypsy woman because she refused to extend her loan payment for the third time. What should I do?"

This is a comment posted by a random number account.

"Cursed, go to church! Gotham Cathedral, Armored Sister Harley Quinn, even the devil is afraid of her."

The first comment is from "I am Batman 666".

Harley nodded slightly, this person has a very flexible mind.

"Baitman couldn't even defeat the gangster who robbed the bank - I saw with my own eyes that he was beaten until the corner of his mouth bled - can he help you deal with the black witch?"

The second comment was from "I love tearing up Man's big boobs."

"Go to the Wonder Woman community. She seems to have magic and often flashes her beeps."

The third comment comes from "I bet Bateman is a Gai Lao".

"Tell me the specific situation."

The fourth comment is from "Baitman is here".

Under the comments on the fourth floor, the poster actually replied: I was responsible for reviewing the issuance of micro loans at the bank. At that time, the old woman had already postponed the repayment twice, and she wanted to postpone it for a third time. She didn’t want to lose the place where she had lived for decades. s home.

I felt sorry for her, but I still rejected her.

Then she suddenly knelt down to me. I was shocked and called security.

She felt humiliated, or I had humiliated her.

I swear I had no intention of insulting her.

That night, when I went to the garage to pick up my car, she attacked me.

She was extremely strong, even though she was in her seventies, she knocked me to the ground.

I thought she was going to kill me, but she just grabbed the button on my cuff, recited a strange spell, and stuffed the button back into my hand.

She also told me that soon I would beg her, just like she had begged me on her knees.

After that, I always felt like there was something invisible staring at me with malicious eyes.

Are you really Bateman? what do I do?

In addition to the original poster's reply, there were only four comments in total, which shows how cool this post is.

But such a cool post was actually found by Bateman.

The eighth achievement is 'Baitman's true self is here'.

Then Harley used administrator rights to open all the activities of ‘Baitman I am here’.

Thousands of them densely packed.

Take a closer look.

"Baitman is not Gai Lao, I'm sure."

"I think it's not that Bateman can't defeat those gangsters, he just doesn't want to hurt them."

"Baitman has absolutely no shoulder pads. His shoulders are just so broad and right-angled."

"Batman had no intention of imitating Rip Man or Wonder Woman, he just did what he thought was right and had nothing to do with other drag heroes."

"Batman is here" liked "Gotham Ensign"'s post about "Batman's body is better than Ripman's".

"Batman Is Here" collects "Wonder Woman is my wife" sexy photos of Wonder Woman.

Harley closed the phone and looked at Bateman opposite with a strange expression.

Bateman's expression remained unchanged and his tone remained the same: "My agent discovered the post. Later I went to the National Bank to search for the 'Kneeling Gypsy Old Lady', and it was easy to locate Miss Christine."

"Since you knew it a long time ago, why didn't you help her?" Professor Dalton said excitedly.

"I was investigating the case and the accident happened," Bateman sighed.

"Your fiancée hasn't told you about her situation?" Harley asked.

"I thought she was too tired from work, under great pressure, and had hallucinations." Dalton said angrily, pulling his hair.

"Can we still save people?" Bateman asked.

Dalton immediately looked at Harley expectantly, with a pleading look in his eyes.

Harley thought deeply: "Theoretically, it is almost impossible for a soul that falls into hell to return to the human world.

But Christine's death was not normal.

Falling into hell does not mean doing evil things that are in line with God’s teachings.

Well, maybe she did, but at least this time, she was sent to hell by dark magic. "

"Yes." Bateman sat calmly, nodded slightly, and thought deeply.

"They both go to hell, what's the difference?" Gordon asked confused.

Bateman breathed a sigh of relief quietly and glanced at Harley from the corner of his eye, as if listening carefully.

Harley said: “You can think of going to hell as going to prison.

When normal people go to hell, it is God's arrangement. If you want to rip people off, you are violating God's will.

Well, illegal behavior.

Christine went to hell because of the effect of black magic. If you want to get people, you only need to get rid of the devil behind the black magic. "

"Baitman, do you understand?" Harley smiled.

"Yes." Bateman sat calmly and nodded slightly, "You made it very clear."

This time he really understood.

"How to deal with that demon?" Gordon asked.

"Carlisle, what do you think?" Harley asked her number one brother.

"It's difficult to handle. I only feel the power of hell on the button, but since you said it still has the aura of rules hidden on it, that's definitely true.

According to the rules, only the Demon Archduke is eligible to contact.

Therefore, we must at least 'persuade' a Duke-level demon to rescue Miss Christine."

Having said this, the priest shook his head and sighed: "After the Little Black Bean incident, almost all the existing dukes in hell are from the three demon kings.

And Harley, you are precisely the biggest enemy of the three demon kings. "

"Hmm" Bateman rubbed his chin thoughtfully, but his mind was full of questions.

"What is the Little Black Bean Incident? Why are the Three Demon Kings your enemies?" Gordon said blankly.

"Carlisle, explain to them." Harry said calmly.

Then the priest began to tell a few people a "ground-breaking" mythical story, and the protagonist of the story turned out to be an acquaintance of theirs.

After hearing the story, Gordon looked dazed and Bateman looked suspicious.

In silence, the RV has returned to Quinn Manor.

Angela stood at the door to greet them.

Angela, the 'fat one' from the monastery orphanage, was the one who slept in the bed next to Harry.

After leaving the orphanage at the age of 18, she spent two years hanging out in society. After growing her belly and losing her wallet, she came to Harley's house with a shy face because she didn't want her children to follow her old path again.

Seeing her old friend with a big belly and a duffel bag squatting pitifully in front of her house, eating a hamburger, Harry scolded her before letting her in.

Well, he scolded her for being stupid and was deceived by a man; scolded her for being stupid, and then advised her to learn a skill so as not to starve to death after leaving the monastery, and now it has really come true.

Finally, she scolded her for having her brain gnawed by a dog. She obviously had a friend who was the mayor, but she ended up acting like this.

After letting her raise the baby with peace of mind and give birth to the baby, Harry sent her to a technical school for two years of training. Still unable to find a job, she had no choice but to become the front yard housekeeper of Quinn Manor. With an annual salary of one million, she was in the yard every day. Taking a nap is very unchallenging!

Well, she doesn't have as much authority and responsibilities as Ah Fu. She only needs to manage the reception work of the manor.

She doesn't need to worry about the lives of Harry and his daughters in the backyard.

"Harry, the deputy director of the technical department of Quinn Building is here and said that the company's main server is out of order again." Angela walked over and whispered to Harley.

"Let him wait, I'm very busy now."

After giving instructions to the housekeeper, Harry led several people into the backyard meditation room.

Only Bateman was curious and went into the meditation room. Everyone else was waiting in the living room.

"Miss Quinn——"

"Okay, it's just the two of us here." Harley interrupted him directly, "Also, can you stop using a low, hoarse voice like a voice changer to pretend to be deep?"

Bruce took off the voice changer from his chin and showed her his hands.

"For me to put on the uniform and become Bateman, it was originally a very serious and prudent matter. Can you show me some respect?" he said helplessly.

"I don't respect you?" Harry was puzzled. "Could it be that when you got home and were with Alfred, you were like this 'Mr. Pennyworth', so low and hoarse, and you tried to stand in the shadows like this?"

"When I put on the uniform...yes." Bruce said seriously.

"There's something wrong with you!"

"Baitman can hide in the dark and observe others, so there may not be anyone who is observing him in the dark.

I had to completely separate who Bruce and Bateman were. "Bruce said.

"Okay, you continue 'Miss Quinn', continue to be hoarse and low."

Harley clapped her chalk dust-covered hands and stood up.

While she was talking, she had already completed drawing the magic circle.

"Will the devil respond to you?"

Bruce actually put the voice changer back on, and his voice was hoarse and low again.

"I'm not sure if we can negotiate. But with my reputation, no demon will refuse to communicate."

Harley casually threw the button into the center of the magic circle, spiritual power flowed out, and a dark red light flowed on the surface of the magic circle.

"In the name of Harley Quinn, the devil from the opposite side appears quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bruce was still cursing in his mind about what kind of spell this was, when an exclamation came from the other side: "Satan is above, it's the Witch Harley!

Damn it, why am I being targeted by the witch? I obviously didn’t provoke the evil star! "

There was a bit of anxiety in the rough and gloomy voice.

Bruce's expression was twisted, who is the "devil"?

"My aunt has called you several times, why don't you get out of here!" Hallie shouted.

"Master Witch, what's the matter with you?" the demon asked flatteringly.

grown ups?

Bruce was confused.

He had heard of fairy tales with Harley as the protagonist before, and wanted to take this opportunity to explore her background and collect the latest information about her strength in order to improve the "anti-Harley plan" formulated in the early years.

But now, the devil calls her 'sir'.

"Boy, I have memorized your breath. Now, come out honestly, otherwise you will die sooner or later!" Harley threatened loudly.

"No, please calm down the witch!"

Black mist spewed out from the center of the circle and rolled on the ground, revealing a three-meter-tall giant monster.

The demon's whole body was tangled with muscles, like a giant spirit god standing in front of him, its body surface was covered with dense demonic patterns, and it also ignited wisps of green flames.

Its human appearance and the huge curved horn on its forehead all prove its noble status.

Just the overwhelming and terrifying aura emanating from it made Bruce depressed and his body trembled slightly.

"Little Asham, I have met the witch."

But facing the "short" Harley, the muscle demon bowed his head respectfully.