After finding that 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 without making a sound and even 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?"
"I 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 succession, she found a short comment with only a few replies.
"Baitman, I am a loan officer at the National Bank of the United States. I was cursed by an old gypsy woman because she refused to extend my 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.
"I saw with my own eyes that Bateman couldn't even defeat a gangster who robbed a bank. He was beaten until the corner of his mouth was bleeding. Can he help you deal with the black witch?"
The second comment is from "I love ripping Man's big breasts."
"Go to the Wonder Woman community. She seems to have magic and often flashes her beeps."
The third comment is from "I bet Bateman is a gay guy".
"Tell me the specific situation."
The fourth comment is from "Baitman is here".
Under the comments on the fourth floor, the original poster really 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 her decades of living.
s home.
I felt sorry for her, but I still rejected her.
Then she suddenly knelt down to me. I was shocked and called the security guard.
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 and looked very old, 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 once knelt on the ground begging me.
After that, I always felt like there was something invisible staring at me with malicious eyes.
Are you really Bateman? What should 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 definitely has no shoulder pads. His shoulders are just so broad and right-angled."
"Battman didn't want to imitate Rip Man or Wonder Woman. He just did what he thought was right and had nothing to do with other cross-dressing heroes."
"Batman is here" liked "Gotham Ensign"'s post "Batman's body is better than Ripman's".
"Batman is here" has collected the sexy photos of Wonder Woman from "Wonder Woman is my wife"
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 this 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 pulled his hair and said in frustration.
"Can we still save people?" Bateman asked.
Dalton immediately looked at Harley expectantly, with a pleading look in his eyes.
Harry thought deeply: "Theoretically, it is almost impossible for a soul that falls into hell to return to the human world.
But Christine did not die normally.
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 black magic."
"Yes." Bateman sat calmly, nodded slightly, and pondered 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 catch people, you are violating God's will.
Yeah, 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."
"Battman, do you understand?" Harley smiled.
"Yes." Bateman sat calmly and nodded gently, "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, it must be right.
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 exactly 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 was actually an acquaintance of theirs.
After hearing the story, Gordon looked dazed and Bateman looked suspicious.
In a moment of 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 Hallie's house with a shy face because she didn't want her children to go back to her old ways.
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, I scolded her for being stupid because she was deceived by a man. I scolded her for being stupid. Back then, I advised her to learn a skill so as not to starve to death after leaving the monastery. 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 training for two years but still couldn't find a job. She had no choice but to become the front yard housekeeper of Quinn Manor with an annual salary of one million, but she took a nap in the yard every day.
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.
"Harley, 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 to 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 it to her.
"For me to put on my 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. "Do you think you are like this 'Mr. Pennyworth' when you get home and are with Alfred? You are so low and hoarse, and you try 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 Bruce's identity from Bateman's identity," Bruce said.
"Okay, you continue 'Miss Quinn' and continue to be hoarse and low."
Harley clapped her hands covered in chalk dust and stood up.
While she was talking, she had already finished drawing the magic circle.
"Will the devil respond to you?"
Bruce actually put the voice changer back in, and his voice was hoarse and low again.
"I'm not sure whether 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, her spiritual power flowed out, and the surface of the magic circle glowed with dark red light.
"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 hint 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, with densely covered demon patterns on its body, and wisps of green flames ignited.
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.