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082. Keep it simple

Barbara didn't look at him, and replied while writing the report: "I was like this when I was in the Gotham Police Department, and you don't need to write it anyway."

"As long as you are happy..."

It was the first time that Zhang San saw someone who liked writing reports, and he wrote so seriously.

As expected of Director Gordon's daughter, she is very rigorous and patient in everything she does.

He doesn't have the same motivation as the other person. It's better to sit in the office and read interesting things on the Internet than to write a report.

A lot of memes about Justice League suddenly appeared on the forum today.

Superman with a righteous face was shot in the head with a baguette in the next second, and the mouse dressed like Aquaman tried to use the fork in his hand to poke the metallic luster of the baguette.

The Flash was directly transformed into a fat man weighing 500 pounds. He was lying in a pile of high-calorie food and sweating...

Zhang San silently saved the picture of Fat Lightning because this picture can inspire him to exercise every day.

There are also more fanarts about keyboards and Wonder Woman. Fortunately, the pictures in the forum all look like normal romance styles.

However, Zhang San feels that some unhealthy fan art may appear on some websites.

Glancing at the silent office door, he skillfully took out his mobile phone and logged into one of his favorite websites.

There is no need to enter keywords, there are a lot of pictures of keyboard people and Wonder Woman on the homepage of the website.

But in the paintings of these painters, keyboard people seem to have become a passive party?

【It's really strange.】

After only watching it for a short while, Zhang San, who couldn't accept these things, couldn't bear it and closed the website.

It’s so weird…

The keyboard in those pictures has directly become Wonder Woman's tool, and it can be played in any way.

There's even a giant tentacle keyboard monster!

The artist who drew this picture should be put in a urinal with a shit bag over his head and drowned!

You have to let him (her) taste urine dirt, damn it.

Knock knock knock.

Barbara opened the door and walked in. She put the report she had written on the table:

"Help me see if there's anything I've missed."

Looking at the report that was at least four sheets thick on the table, Zhang San picked it up and flipped through it casually and said, "It's perfect. This is what happened."

"Can you take a closer look?"

With his perfunctory words, Barbara felt like she was being treated like a child.

"The black man has a gun, fully automatic, and is attacking the victim. He has everything he needs. Is that okay?"

"..."

Barbara took the report away with a dark face and closed the door very hard.

Bang!

Zhang San shook her head, she really didn't know why she was angry.

The few elements he mentioned just now are enough to be submitted as a report.

After a while, the investigation team came.

The other party was a thirty-year-old tall white man named Martin, dressed casually, and he also had a dog at home.

"Can I ask where the one in your group named Sophie is?"

After describing the case to him, Zhang San was curious to know where the new members of the previous investigation team had gone.

"She got promoted and went to another city to be a team captain. I heard she's doing very well."

Martin was a little envious. A new member of the investigation team was sent to another big city as a captain before he had even done a few jobs. Alas.

As the people from the investigation team left, Zhang San was finally able to leave the police station and rest for half a day.

Seeing that Barbara was chatting happily with Peggy, Zhang San ran to the bar alone without calling her.

"Same old thing."

The bartender nodded and got him a glass of lemon soda with plenty of ice cubes.

Drinking the steaming ice lemonade and looking at the table with few people around, Zhang San took out his mobile phone and sat in the bar to browse the news.

(I will kill you, keyboard guy!)

An interview video about Harley Quinn was seen by him.

Harley, whose makeup was ruined from crying, was expressing her love for the Joker to the host next to her. She cried and said that after losing the Joker, it felt like the sky had fallen.

There is no sense of expectation in life, and life gets worse day by day.

At the end of the video, Harley Quinn challenged the keyboard man and gave her phone number.

(Don’t be a coward like Cyborg, I’m waiting for your call and keyboard.)

"hehe…"

Zhang San felt quite happy after watching it. Did Harley Quinn soak herself in a chemical pool and become stupid?

What's wrong with being dumped and having to live and die?

After reading the comments under the interview video, most people are quite sober.

(How disgusting! What did I see? It was sick love!)

(Why would anyone like a madman? Or a madman who kills everyone?)

(Shouldn’t she be in jail now? Who let her out!?)

(Keyboard person! Send her to meet the clown!!!)

(Support! Send her to meet the clown!)

Looking at the IP address marked as Gotham City in the hot comments, Zhang San drank the lemonade in the glass and handed over the money before leaving the bar.

Harley Quinn dares to use Cyborg as a metaphor for him, which is great.

Since she wants to play, let's have fun.

Back home, Zhang San changed his clothes and put on a mask and drove the spaceship directly to Gotham City.

In a simple rental house in Gotham City.

Buzz——

Harry, who was sleeping, half-closed his eyes and fumbled for the mobile phone on the bedside table to look at it.

When she realized it was an unfamiliar number, she thought it was a harassing call and hung up the call, then got up and walked to the refrigerator.

I feel a little thirsty after sleeping for too long.

Buzz——

The phone on the cabinet vibrated again. Harley took a sip of water, looked at the familiar numbers on the phone and answered the call:

"If you call me again, I'll kill you!"

After saying that, she hung up again.

Buzz——

"Why did you make a grave for the clown? Didn't he just have a little bit of ashes left?"

The other party called over for the third time and said something that made Harley lose her composure instantly:

"If you dare to touch his tombstone, I will kill you! No matter who you are!!!"

"Don't worry, Miss Harley. I just want to build a toilet in this pit, it's that simple."

Hearing the sound of rocks colliding in the background, Harley angrily picked up what she was fighting with and hurried out.

Ivy, who had been paying attention to Harley, saw her friend's angry look through the crack in the door. Realizing that the matter was serious, she quickly followed him.

In Gotham Cemetery, an angry Harley ran towards the direction where her lover was buried, carrying a backpack and a baseball bat in hand.

She wanted to kill him before he finished destroying the tomb!

No matter who it is!

Under some trees in the cemetery, Harley ran over with a baseball bat and suddenly collapsed.

She looked at the hollowed-out hole in front of her and the tombstone broken into small pieces. She couldn't control her emotions and sat on the ground and cried.
Chapter completed!
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