I want to have a date with Superman

Harley said in a complicated tone: "When will it be executed?"

"five minutes later."

"I asked you to tell him before, right? I will meet him after he dies.

Go ahead and tell him that I will find him in ten minutes. " Harley said.

The prosecutor swallowed and said solemnly: "Mr. Quinn wants to see you alive. He seems to be a little afraid of ghosts."

Harley said speechlessly: "He is the ghost, I am the living person."

"Well, he heard the rumors that you used black magic to punish your enemies, and he was afraid that he would be dragged into hell by black magic.

He is anxious to see you, and maybe he also wants you to stop torturing his soul with black magic. "The prosecutor groaned.

Harley sighed, "Does he still want to go to heaven? Tell him clearly that he will go to hell 100%, and I will pull him up from hell to speak, instead of using magic to curse him to hell."

“There was a pastor on site to see him off and said that the Lord would forgive him,” the prosecutor said.

"Let that priest who talks lies go away -" Harry just cursed, something moved in his heart, and he immediately said: "Forget it, the priest lied to comfort the prisoners and let them not get too excited, because they can easily become violent when they get excited.

You tell my grandpa that in ten minutes, I will go to heaven to find him in person. "

The prosecutor gave a few instructions to the people around him but did not hang up the phone.

"Congressman Quinn, can you really not atone for your sins by confessing to a priest?" He hesitated.

“Of course confession can atone for sins, but confession is a very high-tech job that ordinary people cannot do.

For ordinary people, practicing more good deeds and doing fewer evil deeds is the simplest and most secure method of salvation. " Harley said.

"Isn't confession just about telling one's faults? What skills are needed?" the prosecutor asked.

"You are a prosecutor who studies law, so I will use the law as an example. If a person abides by the law, must he be a good person?"

“Good people take high moral standards as their standard. Only those with high moral standards are considered good people, and the law is only the bottom line of morality.

Just obeying the law is far from being a good person. "The black prosecutor said.

"So, heaven is prepared for good people. Telling all your crimes is just to distinguish right from wrong under God's teachings, barely reaching the minimum standard of God's believers, and it is extremely far away from the sublimation of thoughts." Harley said.

At this time, a panting young prosecutor interjected in the communication video camera, "Sir, Mr. Quinn scolded you for fooling him, saying that you are a little brat who plays with black magic, and you can't go to heaven at all."

"Idiot, what are you talking about?" the black prosecutor angrily scolded his younger brother.

"Sorry, Mr. Congressman, sorry."

"Your Excellency, wait a minute. I'll go talk to the old gentleman in person." The black prosecutor hung up the phone.

A moment later, he called again, "Sir, the death penalty has been suspended because your grandfather is too excited."

"What is he excited about?"

"I told him that you really have a way in heaven. To enhance my persuasiveness, I also told him that you once had a card that could help sinners ascend to heaven.

Then he gets excited, yells and struggles, asking you to give him the card.

As you said, death when one is emotionally agitated can easily lead to violent behavior, so I have suspended death and punishment. "The prosecutor said sarcastically.

"My card has been used." Harley said.

"I also told him. He was not very excited at first, but he became irritable and ferocious after hearing that you would rather give the card to the dog than to him. That makes me scared when I see you."

"How did you know I gave the card to the dog?" Harley asked curiously.

She also planned to use the invalid card to defraud a few more unlucky people, but she didn't expect that even the prosecutor from the state prosecutor's office knew about it.

"What I heard from Washington, a lot of people know."

Harry secretly scolded the angel in heaven for his big mouth, and then said: "Find a bottle of brandy for Kasapa and let him get drunk before he goes on the road."

"Can a tranquilizer be used?"

"Tranquilizers can only calm the body, and strong alcohol makes his soul tipsy," Harley said.

"Oh, that's it."

Two hours later, Hallie received an email, an official document, from Oklahoma, asking her opinion on the disposal of Kasapa's body.

Harley asked her brother to leave Gotham overnight to help her collect the old man's body.

Then she fulfilled her promise and prepared the most advanced Kryptonian radar and the Zaulie Feather that was not used last time.

Well, last time I planned to summon the Pharaoh and turn him into a toilet.

Today, Harley decided to give the old man a chance to escape from hell - inheriting the legacy from his father and being reincarnated into a good radar that works hard, which can be regarded as repaying his upbringing (?).

"Nine Hells, listen to my call. I am the God King Quin, the Powerful Man of the Universe, and a good friend of Little Black Bean. I can enjoy the sacrifice and call this undead soul!"

After slitting the black cat's throat, Harley dropped Old Kasapa's favorite shotgun in the center of the summoning ceremony.

"Whoosh whoosh" The dark wind rises from the ground, bursts of black smoke emerge from the ground, turning into slender black snakes, surrounding the black cat, sucking it into a mummy, then hovering over the shotgun, and slowing down after a moment Slowly retreating into the ground.

Nothing happened.

"Could it be that the old man really couldn't bear the stimulation, and he was filled with resentment, unwillingness, and twisted soul, and eventually turned into an evil spirit? He didn't go to heaven or hell at the moment, and he was still wandering in the world?" Harley was stunned.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Zaulie's number.

Well, a few months ago, Boss Zha asked her for a mobile phone.

Perhaps because Harry had spent a lot of phone money these days, Zaulie was short on manpower, so this time he just muttered a few words and directly helped her check.

"It's strange. He was supposed to go to hell to report, but there is no trace of him in hell, and there is no evil spirit of his in the world." Zaulie said doubtfully: "He and that one... you asked me to check some time ago."

"Pharaoh?" Harley asked in shock, "Isn't he also alive and immortal?"

"Yes, he is very similar to the Pharaoh. He is obviously dead, but he is nowhere to be seen, showing a strange state of neither life nor death.

Pharaoh did not believe in Christ, but your grandfather was an old-fashioned Christian.

Therefore, the Golden Hall has more detailed information about him.

He originally left the human world, preparing to enter the shadow realm, and then fell into hell.

However, the moment he passed through the barrier between the human world and the shadow world, he was abducted by a strange force and disappeared without a trace. "Zhaulie said.

Harley murmured: "The Pharaoh's case has been solved, and a supreme being took action.

However, I can understand the kidnapping of the Pharaoh, but Kasapa is just an ordinary person."

"Could it be that I am the target of the supreme being? After more than ten years of wandering around the world, a 'smart man' finally wants to threaten me with my relatives?"

Harley was startled, her face looked ugly at first, then quickly turned weird, and she was vaguely looking forward to it.

——If it threatens her with relatives, it means that its intelligence and force are not even as good as the Demon King of Hell.

She doesn't have to be too afraid of a stupid and weak enemy, right?

"Besides being your acquaintances, what else do Kasapa and the Pharaoh have in common?" Zaulie said: "If the Supreme Being wants to deal with you, just stab it to death with one finger. There is no need to go to such trouble."

Harley put aside the messy thoughts, thought rationally for a moment, and asked: "If there is a supreme being who wants to destroy a single universe in the Ten Thousand Sky Instruments, will Heaven take action to stop it?"

"Why do you say that?" Zaulie said in shock.

"Before Dr. Manhattan disappeared, he saw a blind spot in the future."

Harley repeated Dr. Manhattan's warning that day, "He seemed to have foreseen a cosmic crisis related to the Pharaoh.

Now the Pharaoh was captured by a certain supreme being, which just verified his conjecture. "

Zaulie recalled her previous words and frowned: "Dr. Manhattan only said not to let the Pharaoh fall into the hands of the US government. He was only worried about the government's research, which would cause damage to the universe, not a certain person." Big conspiracy.”

Harry shook his head and said: "Manhattan made such a guess after seeing a blind spot, and the blind spot is the section of time that he cannot see through.

If you can't see through it, just make random guesses.

The wrong and omitted information not only deceived me, but also misled me.

If I had known that the person targeting the Pharaoh was a supreme being, there would have been nothing I could have done to kill him. "

Zaulie was silent for a long time and said: "Under normal circumstances, heaven will not directly interfere with the actions of other supreme beings, but heaven will never allow any harm to the earth or the universe."

Harry said with a dull face: "Don't say this official nonsense in front of me. Let's be direct, do you care or don't care?"

Zaulie whispered: "Even if the multiverse is torn apart, Silver City will not interfere. This is a 'national policy'.

The enemy of heaven is only hell.

In other words, the purpose of heaven's existence is not to protect, but as the opposite of corruption, evil, and darkness, to become the symbol and ultimate destination of greatness, kindness, and light. "

"In other words, you only deal with matters of faith and don't act as cosmic police?" Harley said.

Zaulie nodded slightly, then shook his head, "Besides Silver City, there are also special beings that represent God's will but do not represent Silver City's attitude, such as strangers and ghosts.

They are sure to protect the planet, no matter what dangers they face.

And they can borrow God's power without limit.

Therefore, whatever God wants to achieve, they can do it.

I say this, do you understand? "

"Well, you directly said that God wants to be a low-key mastermind behind the scenes and only interferes in the human world through white gloves. I understood it immediately." Harley said.

Zaulie hung up the video call with a dark face.

After staying in the meditation room and thinking about it all night, Harley decided that if the sky fell on her back, she would never be a hero who silently bore all the troubles and troubles.

She flew to Washington and met the horse gang leader in person at the White House.

"What? A multiverse-level crisis?"

The horse gang leader spit out the coffee in his mouth, "Harry, you want to write a novel again?"

"I'm not kidding."

With a serious look on her face, Harley told Dr. Manhattan's warning, Pharaoh's death from an 'acute inflammation' attack, and Archangel Zauliel's report to her about the abnormality in Pharaoh's soul.

The horse gang leader looked at her with a complicated expression, "Do you have the power of Dr. Manhattan?"

"With the same piece of fat pork, some people will be taller and stronger and more energetic after eating it, while others will develop high blood pressure and become sickly and fat.

Unfortunately, I, who have long since converted to God, cannot digest the power of Manhattan. " Harley sighed.

"Where did the undigested power go?"

The caravan leader looked curious, with a strange desire.

Harley's mouth twitched, "Excluded from the body and evaporated into the universe. Mr. President, the focus is on the upcoming crisis!"

The caravan leader straightened his expression and asked, "About when?"

"A few years, more than ten years, not sure." Harley guessed.

If she hadn't killed him, Pharaoh would have died of natural causes, at least twenty years later

"How about you keep this issue and discuss it with the next president?" the caravan leader asked.