[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

In the end, Gordon also failed to have a serious conversation with Joanna.It was the first time in his life that he met a girl with such a high sense of defense. No, it can't be defined only by the heart of defense. That girl is simply paranoid about being persecuted.No matter how he explained it, it didn't matter whether it was the alarm number or if Joanna called the police station and he answered it in person to prove his identity.In short, Joanna just didn't follow the routine, and repeatedly called him a liar on the phone.

The point is that after scolding, Joanna still despises his tricks from the perspective of technology and strategy.In a word, it just didn't make him feel better.

Gordon lost his temper from the torture, put down the phone, and recuperated in his office chair.He moved from the insurance company to the stairwell with Batman, and from the stairwell to the Gotham police station where people come and go.But no matter where it was, or whose phone it was on, the conversation with Joanna eventually fell through.

A young man who followed Gordon on the case pushed open the door and carefully put the coffee on Gordon's desk: "That Rickman still doesn't cooperate?"

Gordon raised his eyelids, glanced at the young police officer, then sat up and took a cup of coffee: "The insurance company shouldn't have called in the first place. Who would have thought that Rickman would be so defensive."

"Is it necessary to find her? The clown has been fighting Batman in Gotham all the time. Could he take the clown girl out of Gotham to find an irrelevant girl?"

Gordon lowered his eyes and was silent for a while before saying, "It's unlikely."

"Then why..."

"I didn't do this out of consideration for Rickman's safety. Harleen Quizell chose Rickman as the beneficiary of the insurance, at least it shows that the relationship between the two of them is really good. Regardless of the clown's decision to Harleen Quizell What's in the mind, the subconscious stuff can't be erased. If we can know what kind of person Harleen Quizell is, it will be very helpful for us to arrest the clown."

The police officer still looked like "I don't quite understand": "But, Harleen Quizell doesn't only have Rickman as a friend?"

"People who are close can often see each other's heart better. Besides..." Gordon was quiet for a while, "This Rickman is acting so strangely, whether she is involved or not, it is still uncertain."

"what do you mean?"

"Anyway, it would be great if she would help us."

Joanna, who is far away in Washington, is still struggling with how to save her fitness coach.But it didn't take long before she discovered a new problem.

Steve Rogers ignored her.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say "ignore", but Joanna does clearly feel that the connection between Steve and her is not as close as it used to be.She sent a message to Steve several times, but Steve didn't reply in time, and usually replied with an excuse like "I was busy at the time" after half a day or a day.Joanna never talked to Steve about any important matters, and usually after half a day, her desire to confide in them faded away.Facing Steve's explanatory text message, Joanna was not in the mood to continue chatting.

Back and forth... Joanna understood that Steve was deliberately alienating her.

The adult world is actually very simple.If you don't agree, it means you refuse; if you don't reply in time, you just don't want to contact again.

Joanna understood the truth, but dreaded the answer.Holding her phone in her hand, she stared at Steve's profile picture on Facebook with a little disappointment.

She didn't know what was going on in Steve's mind, why did he suddenly start to distance herself at such a critical moment?It's like she doesn't understand why Superman, who has a sense of justice, would rather move the plane than teach her to fight.

Joanna felt that after she came to Washington, everything was terrible.Life didn't gradually get better as Coulson described to her, but got worse.She needs a tree hole, a catharsis.

Joanna thought of Harry again, and she called Harry again with a slightly uneasy mood.The emotionless mechanical voice on the other end of the phone reminded her that she had dialed an empty number.Joanna dropped the phone, feeling the world around her cluttered into a messy dump.Things may be good things, but they are all placed in weird positions. She feels that her brain capacity is not enough to deal with these weird things.

Because of being troubled by these unclear things, Joanna's work status can be called terrible.On the one hand, the leaders of S.H.I.E.L.D. were quite relieved by her shocking appearance of major media at the press conference some time ago.On the other hand, many people in the public relations department and the special operations department silently recorded Joanna in their own notebooks.In such a working environment with high expectations from leaders and co-workers holding back bad ideas, Joanna finally broke out at the morning meeting on Wednesday.

The fuse of the incident was that the publicity plan she submitted was rejected.This kind of thing is not a big deal at all. Before the meeting, Joanna was also ready to overhaul the plan.But what is unacceptable is that the reason for vetoing the plan is: Joanna's recent behavior has been poor, and it is not suitable to form a team to implement the new plan at this juncture.

"We made things clear today. If you think I have problems with my ability, I have nothing to f*ck to say, but what do you mean by poor behavior? What? Isn't it considered defamation if you say something casually inside the unit?" Joanna stared at Wilson. Zhang looked at the serious face for a while, then slowed down and asked, "Does the Special Operations Department have any complaints about me? Because last time I directly exposed the identity of their agents?"

Wilson looked away from Joanna's gaze and lowered his head slightly.As soon as Joanna saw Wilson's expression, she knew that she was right.

Admitting that another department is targeting her in front of her subordinates is tantamount to admitting that she is not doing enough to protect her.Wilson didn't like Joanna very much, but she recognized Joanna's ability and drive from the bottom of her heart.

Wilson considered it for a while, and said: "It's not entirely like this. What happened to the Gotham Police Department last time also had some influence. Someone above thinks that you are not stable enough to bear the responsibility."

"Gotham Police Station?" Joanna froze for a moment, "What Gotham Police Station?"

"The Gotham Police Department asked you to assist in the investigation... You scolded the other party on the phone, saying that the other party was a phone scam." Wilson didn't mean to accuse, but just stated the facts lightly to help Joanna sorts out her memories.

Joanna was stunned for a while: "Wait! Isn't that phone scam?!"

Wilson gave a "you just know" look.

There was a bang in Joanna's head.

Something happened to Harley!

She couldn't get through the phone, Gotham Police Department came to her, and that suspicious insurance company!As long as you have a normal mind, you should realize that something happened to Harley right now.

Joanna didn't care that she was still in the meeting, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and dialed Harley again.However, this time, what responded to her was still an emotionless mechanical voice.

Joanna was in a mess inside, and she was about to get up.John on the side quickly pressed her shoulders, and shook his head at her silently.Joan looked around. Although everyone was still in the meeting, they were sneaking glances at her from time to time.Joanna stabilized her emotions and sat quietly in her seat.In her mind, she was thinking about what she should do after the meeting.

Because she was thinking about other things, Joanna didn't notice what Wilson mentioned about Joanna's close contacts with reporters from some newspapers under the name of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Wilson can also be regarded as Joanna to save face, and did not directly follow the rumors in the bureau that Joanna molested|molested a male reporter, but his colleagues who knew this rumor knew exactly what his boss was talking about.But Joanna was fidgeting, with a look of "Hurry up and tell me, I'm going to skip work after I finish talking".

Because Joanna did not continue to plead, the morning meeting ended quickly.As soon as Wilson finished saying "the meeting was over", Joanna rushed out with a brisk walk.

Several days had passed, Joanna's mobile phone communication records could no longer tell which call was from the Gotham Police Department. Fortunately, the landline of SHIELD had a record, and it didn't take her much effort to find the person from the Gotham Police Department. Telephone.Without thinking too much, Joanna dialed the number on her mobile phone.

"Hello? James Gordon."

"Hi... hello, Sheriff Gordon. I'm Rickman, Joanna Rickman. The one you called me the other day."

Gordon paused for a moment, got up and gave the police officers outside a look to tell them to turn on the recording equipment, and then said in a calm tone, "Oh, I remember, the one who called me a liar."

"I'm sorry, Sheriff. At that time, I really didn't know that you were really from the Gotham Police Department. After all, I am not from Gotham, and I am a good citizen who abides by the law. When I receive this kind of call, I will have that reaction... I hope you can understand." Joanna said apologetically and anxiously.

Gordon was neither angry nor agitated, and was still very calm: "So Miss Rickman, what's the matter with you calling me today?"

"That..." Joanna clenched the phone cord unconsciously. The spiral phone wire was wrapped between her fingers, and she pinched it fiercely with her nails. "I have a friend in Gotham. Harleen Quizell. What I want to ask is...you called me that day because Harleen...has something happened to her?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone. During this quiet moment, Joanna felt her heart beating extremely fast.She seemed to have the illusion that she would never need Gordon to answer her questions.

She asked a terrible question, and Gordon was going to give her a terrible answer.

"Yes. I'm sorry, Miss Rickman."

Joanna felt that her knees were a little weak when she heard the words. She leaned on the edge of the table and tried to calm herself down: "Is it an accident?"

"It's a crime, Miss Rickman." Gordon still couldn't hear any emotion in his voice, "Your friend, Harleen Quizell, helped a very dangerous criminal escape from prison."

Joanna:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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Joanna: This is still a hoax!