"Arrest?"
Harley Quinn covered her mouth, blinked, and said to the capable Amanda, "We're even now. After the Task Force disbanded, I became a free woman. If you want to put me in your team, violent methods won't work. But if you hire me, I might reconsider."
Harley indicated that she currently had no relation to Amanda.
"That's not for you to decide."
Amanda had finished examining all the deceased bodies at the scene. After compiling her subordinates' reports, her expression was somewhat grim.
She slowly stood up, faced Harley Quinn, and said coldly, "If I were you, I'd keep hiding in a dark corner and not come out. After all, you're still a criminal."
"I thought so too, but a lot has happened recently. First, green aliens invaded, then alien battles crashed Gotham's city hall. Although I really wanted to lie low, I found this world too lively."
Harley deliberately put on a pitiful expression and said to the frowning Amanda, "Dear Ms. Amanda, let's talk business. You wouldn't believe that last week, I even attended Deadshot's funeral."
Harley ignored the unfriendly stares from Amanda's many subordinates at the scene and continued her rambling, "Honestly, I didn't expect his funeral to be a hero's funeral!"
"A military funeral."
Amanda corrected her, clearly annoyed.
Deadshot's funeral was prepared by her.
"Alright, let's call it a military funeral. Although many people in the old Task Force X said he was a jerk, I didn't expect him to get this treatment."
Amanda didn't know what Harley Quinn was rambling about. She stopped her from speaking further and said, "His Death had to be an example for others to see, and he was a soldier, so a grand funeral is normal. I'm always generous to Deadman."
"Uh huh, looks like he was still a brave man."
"Don't confuse bravery with stupidity."
Although she had prepared a decent funeral for Deadshot, Amanda was clearly somewhat displeased with him.
"What a pitiful man, Death doesn't even let him go."
"Death doesn't mean he can shirk his responsibilities. As long as he was in the Task Force, he had to fulfill his obligations. Being killed on a mission is one thing, and suicide is another."
Amanda snorted coldly and said, "Did you come here just to discuss the funeral of an insignificant man with me? Now, all the tourists in this ice rink are mysteriously dead, and in such a bizarre way."
Amanda pointed to the man closest to her, lying on the ground with his mouth stretched into a grotesque smile.
He was lying face down, and what was chilling and unbearable to look at was his wide-open mouth, his smile utterly terrifying.
"I've seen this before. I know the Joker Gang exists in Gotham. They are a group of worshippers who follow that madman, Joker. They are reckless, focused on creating panic and slaughter. Madness and irrationality are their labels, and having no bottom line is their bottom line."
"I also know that Joker is like a chemist. For example, Joker toxin, or Joker virus, was invented by him. This alone makes him one of Gotham City's well-known chemists. Victims hit by Joker toxin all turn into his crazy likeness. Because Joker frequently comes into contact with chemicals, he is immune to most chemical toxins."
Amanda approached the defiant Harley Quinn and said coldly, "I also know, Harley Quinn, that you used to be a loyal follower of Joker. No matter what happened here, I have reason to suspect that Joker and the Joker Gang are responsible for this bloody incident. The Deaths of these people are inextricably linked to Joker!"
"You can't slander me, Amanda. This is my first time in Gotham in months. Although I miss Mr. J a bit, I wouldn't do something like this."
Harley made a somewhat sharp sound.
She seemed particularly angry at being wrongly accused.
"Is that so?"
Amanda didn't believe her story. "I am ordered to investigate the tragedy that occurred here. After confirming that the suspect is related to Joker, I can arrest any relevant suspect. So, Harley Quinn, I can now arrest you as a suspect. Book 69 New."
"Now, Harley Quinn, tell me, where is Joker?"
Amanda asked her sharply.
"I don't know what happened in this world."
Harley put her hands on her chest, making a very distressed expression.
"Someone crashed Gotham's city hall, causing a very bad impact, but they won't be held accountable. Yet I'm to be arrested just because I have a disreputable past. Is this fairness and justice? Ms. Amanda, I think the person you should be arresting right now is Homelander. Maybe you should handcuff him into your Task Force and ask him if he's a big jerk!"
Amanda frowned, about to refute her.
Suddenly, she heard a gasp from her subordinates guarding outside.
"Officer Waller!"
Hearing her subordinate call out to her, Amanda immediately abandoned Harley Quinn and walked outside.
After pushing open the ice rink door, she found it was raining outside.
The rain falling from the sky was not ordinary rainwater, but green rain!
Emerald green rainwater drizzled down from the sky, landing on Amanda and her group.
It splattered on the ground, creating murky, green bubbles, then rapidly dissolved.
Amanda could even smell the strong, nauseating odor in the green rainwater.
Amanda stepped back two paces to avoid the rain falling on her.
She turned to her subordinate and asked, "What is this?"
"I don't know. This strange rain started a few minutes ago, very light at first, then the rain gradually intensified."
The subordinate responsible for standing guard outside the ice rink replied to her.
"No, there's something strange about this rain."
Amanda's heart jolted with alarm, and she immediately pulled out her handgun from her waist, saying nervously.
However, the next second, she felt a wave of dizziness, and her vision went black.
Immediately after, her body uncontrollably fell forward.
After Amanda fell, the other Task Force X soldiers also began to slowly collapse.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In less than half a minute, all these soldiers fainted on the ground, losing consciousness.
Only Harley Quinn remained standing, perfectly fine.
She showed a puzzled expression and looked up at the sky.
"Green rain, everyone else fell except me, it seems…"
Harley Quinn hadn't finished speaking when she heard a familiar voice from behind her.
"Dear-ear-ear-ear-ear-ear-ear—!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Harley Quinn immediately turned around, her eyes wide, showing an overly surprised expression.
"Ah! Mr. J, you're back with me?"
Harley Quinn turned back in surprise, and indeed saw her former lover—Joker.
He was wearing a common gas station attendant uniform, his face somewhat eerie and slack, his mouth opened to a terrifying degree, as he slowly walked towards her.
Harley immediately went to meet Joker.
Before she could pour out her longing and love, Joker suddenly said to Harley out of nowhere, "Wait, sweetheart, there seems to be something on your face."
"On my face?"
Harley stopped in confusion and touched her face.
She felt for a long time but didn't feel anything strange on her smooth, tender face.
She thought Joker had seen wrong.
"Right here. Come, I'll get it off for you."
Joker pointed to his cheek near his nose as he walked towards Harley Quinn.
When he reached Harley, he threw a straight punch at her with lightning speed.
Bang!
The heavy fist struck Harley's face with a thud.
Harley, unable to dodge, let out a muffled groan and fell backward.
Her body hit the ground heavily, and blood immediately splattered from her nose.
Because she hadn't expected the attack, she didn't make any counter-moves.
"Cough, cough!"
Harley coughed, trying hard to stand up.
But Joker's punch had made her head dizzy and her consciousness somewhat scattered. She could only lean against the wall, half-bent, and breathe slightly.
Joker had no thought of being gentle. He walked over, squatted slightly, leaned close to Harley, and looked as if he was sighing in relief.
"Good, I felt a little bit of arrogance on your face just now, but now it's gone."
Without waiting for Harley to reply, he grabbed her head directly, pulling Harley's blood-stained, somewhat swollen face close to his own.
"Oh, Harley, you've changed!"
He brought his terrifying face close to Harley and said in a surprised tone.
"Cough, cough… How interesting, I was just about to say the same about you! I missed you so much, my Mr. J."
Harley said with some difficulty in her voice.
Joker grabbed Harley's hair, pulling her closer to his bleeding face.
"I missed you too, sweetheart, especially when I tore off my own face."
Harley looked at Joker's terrifying, seemingly about-to-fall-off face and said, "Honestly, I used to think you were very handsome, but now you're even more captivating!"
Joker's stretched mouth widened further. "I know, I've always had my own style, but flattery can wait."
At some point, a razor suddenly appeared in his right hand behind his back.
Joker continued to pull Harley's hair with his left hand and said, "You see, when I put on my face, I smelled cotton candy and quality perfume. Before I left Gotham, to usher in a new era, I had the Dollmaker remove my face and kept the skin in a hidden place. I thought you must have tried to retrieve my face, right? You know I hid my face on the wall of Arkham Asylum, don't you, my sweetheart?"
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