Chapter 343

He felt that the Joker had bewitched Harley Quinn into seeking death. As for the purpose, it must be to provoke him, or it was very likely just a simple greeting to tell him that he had arrived!

The Joker was capable of such things, and he had done it more than once!

Harley Quinn's death made Batman feel regretful, self-reproachful, and also angry.

It was he who killed Harley Quinn!

Although it was an unexpected accident, and although it was not his intention, Harley Quinn had indeed been killed by his Batarang.

Accidental killing?

Perhaps.

But he knew that he could have actually used other methods or attacked other locations to capture Harley Quinn!

It was just that to save time and be more efficient, he chose a position that ten out of ten people would choose to dodge.

What he never expected was that Harley Quinn was the eleventh person out of ten!

The sound of an ambulance came from outside the window, getting closer. Batman paused, took a deep look at Harley Quinn's corpse, then quickly walked toward Barbara Gordon, picked her up, and jumped out the window.

"Shoo—"

The rope swung. Batman grabbed the grapple gun with one hand and held Barbara Gordon with the other, arriving in front of the ambulance and handing her to the doctors.

Afterward, Batman retracted the rope and flew up again, preparing to come back and dispose of Harley Quinn's corpse.

But—Harley Quinn's corpse was gone!

He could be certain that Harley Quinn was already dead, which meant someone had been here the whole time and had taken Harley Quinn's corpse during the gap while he was down there.

Who was this person?

The Joker?

Why take Harley Quinn's corpse? Could there be some secret on the corpse?

Batman analyzed while quickly searching the vicinity, but unfortunately, he didn't find anything unusual.

Helpless, he could only transmit the news back to the Batcave, letting the other Batman investigate the situation here, while he himself went to Arkham Asylum to find the Joker.

Although he felt that the Joker was definitely no longer at Arkham Asylum, the Joker was capable of anything and could not be judged by common sense.

On a rooftop under the night sky, two figures appeared silently.

Looking into the distance, a huge bat gradually moved away and disappeared into the dim buildings.

White sports heels stepped on the edge of the roof. Harley Quinn, who had originally died from a Batarang piercing her throat, now had no wounds on her neck, not even a mark.

Her beautiful neck was fair and smooth, very charming!

"Did the big bat go to find the Joker? That direction—is it Arkham Asylum? But the Joker isn't there anymore."

Su Quan laughed: "You just told him a moment ago that the Joker was locked up in Arkham Asylum."

Harley Quinn said solemnly: "I lied to him. Who knew he was so simple-minded that he actually believed it. Tee-hee, did you see his expression when I died? It was so funny, he looked like a dazed goose!"

Su Quan chuckled. Not to mention Batman, even he hadn't expected Harley Quinn to be so capable of courting death!

Yes, with the Dionysium factor, she indeed couldn't die.

But it would hurt—

PS: My condition today is very wrong. I've had a rapid heartbeat, palpitations, and cold sweats. I'm a bit scared, so I'll only update three chapters today. I'll sleep early today and adjust my schedule.