Chapter 342

"Click!"

The camera's flash went off suddenly. Harley Quinn, looking triumphant, pressed the shutter repeatedly at the brown-haired girl lying in a pool of blood.

Not long after, the unconscious brown-haired girl had been photographed in countless poses under her manipulation.

A satisfied Harley Quinn helped her get dressed and even used the phone in her house to call an ambulance for her.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you fake prude. I didn't expect you to be the daughter of Commissioner Gordon of the Gotham Police Department. Are you going to catch me and hand me over to the police!"

"Barbara Gordon, right? You'd better hold on and not die. I said I'd make you break down and live the rest of your life in regret!"

Harley Quinn shook her head and said a few words, then turned toward the open window, preparing to leave.

Just then, a huge bat shadow flew in directly through the window, blocking Harley Quinn, who was about to leave.

"Hi, Batman!" Harley Quinn waved at Batman in surprise, as if a fan had met an idol, and introduced herself excitedly: "I'm Harley Quinn, so glad to see you here!"

Batman's gaze passed over Harley Quinn and saw Barbara Gordon lying in a pool of blood.

Barbara Gordon had been shot in the abdomen and her life or death was currently unknown. There shouldn't be anyone else in the room; Commissioner Gordon was either already dead or not here.

Batman withdrew his gaze and looked back at Harley Quinn.

Harley Quinn's attire, reaction, and temperament reminded him of one person.

The Joker!

Moreover, Batman knew Harley Quinn; she was an intern at Arkham Asylum, originally named Harleen Quinzel, and was the Joker's primary psychiatrist!

Obviously, she had failed.

Not only did she not cure the Joker, but she was instead influenced by him, becoming another Joker, or rather, Harley Quinn!

She had a uniquely styled gun strapped to her waist. Batman recognized this gun; it belonged to the Joker.

Did she shoot and wound Barbara Gordon? Or did she team up with the Joker, one wounding Barbara Gordon and the other kidnapping Commissioner Gordon?

"Where is he?"

Batman's deep voice rang out.

Harley Quinn blinked: "Who are you talking about?"

"The Joker!"

"The Joker is locked up in Arkham Asylum, remember? You were the one who sent him there!"

Batman shook his head and continued in a low voice: "Dr. Quinzel, you should have had a brighter future. Unfortunately, I have no choice but to arrest you."

Barbara Gordon's injuries were unknown, and Commissioner Gordon's whereabouts were unknown. Batman decided to deal with Harley Quinn first and then handle the subsequent matters.

Batman suddenly raised his hand and threw a Batarang at Harley Quinn. The Batarang's speed was not fast, and the angle was very straight; as long as Harley Quinn dodged, he would take the opportunity to rush over and knock her out.

This was a very simple and effective method of subduing someone!

However, to Batman's utter surprise, Harley Quinn didn't dodge at all; instead, she smiled and took the initiative to meet it.

"Pfft!"

The Batarang hit Harley Quinn right in the neck, and blood sprayed out instantly.

"Ah—I'm dead!" Harley Quinn shouted while spraying blood.

Then, with a thud, she fell straight to the ground and went silent.

Dead!

She—she actually died?!

Batman was completely stunned. He had thought of many possibilities, but this was the only one he hadn't!

She actually—sought death on her own?!

"Damn Joker!" Batman cursed in a low, vicious voice.