Chapter 333

Harleen Quinzel becoming Harley Quinn is definitely not just because of the Joker's bewitchment; her own obsession and desire to conquer the Joker's extremely crazy and chaotic thinking logic, which has no rules and doesn't follow common sense, is the biggest root cause.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you!

Don't look at Harleen Quinzel as if she is very normal now; in fact, she is already standing on the edge of a cliff, swaying. If the wind blows, she might fall down.

"I just modified his memory to reduce his unnecessary fear and trouble."

Su Quan smiled and slowly lifted his hand towards Harleen Quinzel's face. Harleen Quinzel hesitated but didn't dodge.

Rubbing her cheek with his fingertips, Su Quan smiled and said something inexplicable.

"Promise me, don't let your twin ponytails become someone else's reins."

A question mark slowly appeared on Harleen Quinzel's face. If she remembered correctly, her hair was currently coiled up, not in ponytails, but she still nodded and agreed readily.

"Okay, I promise you."

Mentally ill patients have broad thinking, and retarded children have more joy.

Harleen Quinzel had long been accustomed to the patients' wild thinking in Arkham Asylum; suddenly coming out with an unrelated sentence was too normal.

If you take it seriously, you lose.

To cure them, you have to understand them; to understand them, you have to make your own thinking the same as theirs.

The point is whether you withdraw or sink in the end.

"I noticed."

Harleen Quinzel looked at Su Quan and suddenly said.

Immediately after, she said to herself: "The Joker became different after making the wish. There was no more of that chaos and madness in his eyes, but calmness! Extreme calmness!"

"The Joker also stopped laughing."

Harleen Quinzel held Su Quan's hand with burning eyes: "That wish, you gave him Dionesium, letting him never die, and the price was that you cured him, you took away the root of his chaos, right?"

"I let him realize his wish, and he should also realize mine. A Joker who is no longer crazy, a Joker who is calm to the extreme—aren't you curious about what he will do?"

Su Quan spoke with a smile, not surprised that Harleen Quinzel possessed such keen observation skills.

"No, I'm not curious at all!"

"No matter how incredible or unconventional things a Joker who is calm to the extreme does, the logic behind them is normal; that is not pure chaos!"

Harleen Quinzel shook her head disdainfully, a light of eagerness shining in her eyes.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak: "Can I make a wish to you?"

"Can I go to your house?" Su Quan asked in return.

Harleen Quinzel nodded repeatedly: "Of course you can. I'm very curious about you and have many questions I want to ask you."

Su Quan smiled gently, put his arm around her, and nodded slightly.

Whoosh—

The next moment, the two had already appeared in a room that was somewhat messy but full of life.

"This is my house!"