I'm dying every day [Comprehensive British and American]

Harleen Quetzel?

— Harley Quinn?Harley Quinn!

Bernice is overjoyed!

Harleen Quizell hasn't turned into Harley Quinn yet!That said, the Joker will soon be breaking out of prison with her help!As long as she sneaks out while taking advantage of the chaos...

Thinking of this, Bernice couldn't help smiling all over her face, and approached enthusiastically: "Dr. Quizell, just call me Bernice—I have to say that I am very happy to meet you."

Seeing her suddenly striding close to the female doctor, the guard on the side subconsciously gripped the handle of the gun and stared at her, for fear that she would make hurtful actions.

Bernice noticed the warning gaze, raised her handcuffed hands, shook them symbolically, and said to him, "Dude, relax, I can't do anything now."

Although Harleen was surprised by Bernice's inexplicable enthusiasm, she seemed to have never met a patient who was so happy to see her, but she immediately restrained her expression and showed a professional attitude: "Please sit down, today we are just Let's chat."

After Bernice sat down, Harleen gave a friendly smile. Coupled with her outstanding appearance, it was easy to put people's guard down. She asked, "Are you still used to it these days?"

After a few days with the clown, Bernice had almost forgotten what it was like to talk to a normal person, thankfully Harleen Quetzel showed up just in time, she was a normal person, at least for now.

"It's okay, but the food here is too bad." Boni complained unceremoniously, "The bread is as hard as a rock, and the chicken is boiled and has no taste at all..." She paused, and seemed to He casually continued, "I still live opposite the clown, I really don't know what's wrong..."

"The clown?" Harleen immediately grasped the word, and a gleam that was hidden very deeply flashed in her eyes, "Do you know him?"

"Probably." Bernice leaned back in the chair and said casually.

"He..." Harleen seemed to want to continue asking, but she realized that she had lost her composure. She raised her black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and quickly changed the subject, "Did you grow up in Gotham?"

"No, but I grew up listening to Gotham stories." ——In the comics, Bernice added in her heart, and then asked tentatively, "Doctor, isn't my data listed in the file Yet?"

The female doctor's expression froze, and was replaced by an impeccable smile in the next second: "I'm just trying to get to know you better."

In the following conversation, Bernice always mentioned the clown intentionally or unintentionally, but she didn't know whether it was Harleen who covered it up well, or she hadn't fallen in love with clowns at all, and she couldn't tell anything from Harleen's expression at all.

Bernice was a little disappointed. If she didn't know how the two of them were going, she couldn't speculate on the approximate date of the clown's escape, and she couldn't make preparations in advance.

When the conversation was about the same, she changed the topic and said seriously: "Dr. Quizell, I have a very serious question."

Harleen lifted a handful of hair from her ear and tucked it behind her ear, and listened intently. Her blue eyes behind the lens were shining with sincerity and friendliness: "What is it?"

Oh god, she's so cute, Bernice couldn't help but cry out inwardly.

"Actually, it's like this—" Bernice sat down, her tone serious as if she was talking about something important, "Do you think I'm like a mental patient?"

This question was obviously not in Harleen's budget, and she was obviously taken aback.

According to the previous conversation, Harleen silently gave her patient a preliminary mental assessment. She believed that if Bernice wasn't a criminal with a high IQ who was very good at acting, then she would be fine. Too much is a bit too talkative.

Harleen immediately remembered that she had asked Arkham for Bernice's file before she came in, but was rejected, so she didn't know anything about Bernice, and could only learn something about her from the chat. Basic information.

Inaccessible medical records and criminal records, a person in good mental condition imprisoned in Arkham must have concealed some facts, and these facts are not known to the person concerned.

Harleen immediately thought that Bernice must have offended someone who should not be offended.

Seeing that Harleen remained silent, Bernice became anxious. She blinked her eyes vigorously to make herself look innocent: "Oh doctor, please believe me, look at my sincere eyes...they arrested the wrong person!"

This question is very embarrassing. Harleen is just a psychiatrist and not the person in charge of Arkham. She can't help much with this question. report his mental state to the higher-ups."

Hearing Ha Lin's assurance, Bernice felt relieved and continued, "Actually, I have another request."

"As long as it is within my ability, I will try my best to help you."

Bernice leaned forward, her voice soft, as if she was sharing some secret: "Can you get me a pack of cigarettes?"

The female doctor was stunned and repeated: "Smoke?"

"Yes." Bernice said sadly, "I'm about to be tortured to death by smoking addiction!"

"However, this is against the rules." Harleen showed a embarrassed look, "This is a non-smoking room."

Harleen hesitated. It is forbidden for a doctor to bring something to a patient in private, but it is not a difficult thing to do. Considering the patient's psychological condition, smoking can relax her and help the treatment. Then it is not impossible to make an exception once.

So, she nodded and said with some helplessness: "Okay, I promise you."

"You are such a good person!" Bernice said from the bottom of her heart, if she hadn't been handcuffed, she would have stepped forward to give Harleen a hug.Then she approached Harleen mysteriously, stared into her eyes and said very seriously: "Then I will also give you a word, cherish life, stay away from scum, especially those in Arkham - no, I am not Say me."

"……thanks?"

For no reason, Harleen felt that this sentence seemed to imply something, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was thinking too much. How could Bernice know?

……

Bernice's first psychotherapy session ended in a friendly atmosphere, and she couldn't help but look forward to her next meeting with Harleen.

She returned to her cell under the escort of the guards, and when she heard the clown's voice, she missed the beautiful female doctor very much.Dealing with clowns is really tiring. No wonder the guards are only guarding outside the entrance of this area. Arkham is thinking about their mental condition and does not allow them any chance of contacting clowns.

It's a pity that she failed to pry something out of Harleen's mouth, and the day of jailbreak seems to be far away.

"You're finally back." The clown welcomed her back with warm applause. He grinned and showed his big shiny silver teeth, "I was so bored when you were away, so bored that I wanted to find something to do—"

"Forget it, I'm not your dear Batman." Bernice resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said.

"Sweetheart, you really understand me." The clown who had been exposed did not feel uncomfortable in the slightest. A deep laugh rose and fell in his throat, and Bernice felt goosebumps all over her body.

Bernice thought about it, but still didn't tell him about her meeting with Harleen.

That night, Bernice had a strange dream.

"Bernice, what's wrong with you?"

"You can stay in the academy during this time, this will always be your home."

"Eric, he didn't mean it, he just... isn't very good at expressing himself."

Some extremely broken fragments appeared in her mind out of thin air, she couldn't see the speaker's face clearly, his figure seemed to be blurred by a mosaic, only a familiar and unfamiliar gentle male voice kept overlapping, in her ear say.

It seemed to be a dream, but it didn't seem to be. If it was a dream, it was impossible for Bernice to remember all these details so clearly.

Who is Eric?

Before Bernice had time to think, she woke up.

Normally, she is the kind of person who can sleep until dawn, and rarely wakes up in the middle of the night. This time she woke up suddenly because she noticed something strange.

——A dull pain in the lower abdomen, accompanied by a sticky feeling, Bernice is all too familiar with it.

She lifted the quilt expressionlessly, and a pool of red melted on the sheet.

Bernice's face was ashen.

In the next second, she screamed: "Little Gangya!!! It's a big deal!!!"

Although Bernice knew that the other party's stomach probably had no intentions, a compliment from a handsome guy could still make people's hearts go wild.

She couldn't help but carefully looked at Bruce Wayne's face. The charm of this man in his 30s didn't disappear because of his age. Instead, it was like red wine that got more mellow the longer it was stored. No one could refuse this With a calm charm, those blue eyes seem to be a vortex that will draw people into it... No, if you look at it any further, she will be bewitched by beauty.

what?Mature men are the deadliest?

Give some backbone!He wants to take you back to Arkham!

After thinking for a while, Bernice replied, "My house is not far away, just around here."

……

When Bruce, in a suit, followed Bernice to the downstairs of Mrs. David's house with a twelve-roll package of toilet paper that was seriously out of style, it was the place where he saw Bernice saying goodbye to the woman.

Under the premise of knowing that the other party is Batman, Bernice is of course not stupid enough to take Bruce home, and she is also very sure that if she refuses his help, he will follow her quietly in eight or nine out of ten, so He simply pretended not to know anything, making him think that Mrs. David had something to do with her.

Bernice doesn't think this trick can fool Batman for how long, and fight with Batman?Forget about her goldfish.

"Here we are." Bernice paused, and was about to ask Bruce to put down the toilet paper, but suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Huh?" Bruce said cautiously without saying a word.

"My husky is lost, can you ask Batman to help find it?"

Bruce: "..." There are so many slots that I don't know where to start.

Mrs. David has a husky named Rocket, which is said to be named so because he rushes out at a speed like a rocket.

Usually, Mrs. David would let Rocket go out to play by himself, and he would go home by himself very smartly, but he hadn't come back for three days since he left home last time, which made Mrs. David very worried.

Who else knows the city of Gotham better than Batman?Let him pay more attention when he is patrolling at night, it should not be difficult for him to find a husky.

"Stop pretending, I know you have a good relationship with Batman." Bernice said with an expression of "I understand", "Wayne X Batman is a popular label on FF and AO3." Of course the most popular is super bat.

Bruce was rarely speechless, but facing this woman twice, both times he was blocked by the other party's magical speech and didn't know how to react.

"That kind of thing can't be taken for granted." Bruce, who had been wondering what the hell "Wayne x Batman" was, only remembered to clarify for himself after a long while.

Of course I know it's not real, isn't it just a narcissus?

Bernice added in her heart, and before Bruce agreed, she immediately said: "It's a gray-and-white husky, a boy, wearing a green collar." She freed her hand to gesture again, "Probably this— - what a big one."

Bruce corrected her helplessly: "Batman is a vigilante." Not an animal volunteer.

"Huh?" Bernice blinked innocently, "Isn't it your duty to help beautiful ladies?"

The man frowned indistinctly, this sentence sounded like he was speaking to Batman.

Is he suspicious?

Seeing the suspicion flashing across his face, Bernice realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, and hurriedly said, "I'm going up, waiting for your good news! Say hello to my good neighbor in Gotham!" After finishing speaking, Just grabbed the toilet paper in his hand and slipped into the apartment at the speed of the wind.

Bruce: "..."

After watching Bernice up the stairs, Bruce stood on the street for a while, and only returned to his car when passers-by started pointing at him and exclaiming, "Is that Mr. Wayne?" .

He contacted Ah Fu, and as soon as he connected, he said: "Help me investigate the next person, she lives in..."

"Okay." Ah Fu's voice came, and his actions quickly produced results, "There is only one person living in that unit, and her name is Dolores David." After a pause, his tone changed Be cautious, "Her daughter was killed in a robbery planned by a clown, and her husband committed suicide not long after."

Bruce pursed his lips, and said again: "Did she get living support?"

He set up a foundation to help victims of similar incidents.Batman can't help everyone, and he can only try to make up for them like this.

"Yes, but she rejected them all."