Under the Ferris wheel, the clown-like man was wandering aimlessly. Sometimes he walked on tiptoe for a few steps, sometimes humming some tunes that no one had heard of before, and in the dazzling light, he turned around and danced ugly dances.

No one knows who he is, and neither Batman nor the police station can find such a person. He is like falling from the sky, without a name, no bank account, no home address, his face has not left any files in the criminal record, his fingerprints are completely dissolved by a chemical solvent... Yes, he is a completely blank person, appearing out of thin air, and he has nothing except the ridiculous clown-like outfit.

So...If you want to give him a title, it seems that there is only the clown.

So, what does the clown want to do?

No one knows it, maybe he doesn't know it himself, because he just waits in a deserted amusement park, and doesn't know who he is waiting for. It may be the Batman running back and forth at night, the police brigade in Gotham City, or the tourists who came out to relax in the middle of the night and accidentally walked into the tourist here.

......

Finally, he waited for the first visitor.

A...woman.

She appeared quietly next to the dazzling lights of the Ferris wheel, and behind her was a carousel with music playing...

The woman was wearing a ridiculous outfit...it was a leather dress, like a performance costume. This dress should only be seen in the circus. It was red and black. On the hood, there were two "tennis" like braids. There were also two cute fluffy balls connected to the tip, which tightly wrapped the outline of her body like a model walking out of the window. It had a wonderful figure that made everyone thrilling, but she was wearing a ridiculous outfit.

Then just stand there and quietly look at the guy as weird as me under the Ferris wheel... he didn't speak or move.

The ugly hum suddenly stopped...

The clown seemed to have finally discovered this woman. He turned his gaze, as if he was a little surprised, because he stared at the other party for more than 10 seconds before he finally spoke first.

"Hi, noble lady, our performance has not started yet, so please wait patiently for a while, okay?" The clown said, and made a gentlemanly bowing action in an inappropriate manner.

"My name is Harley Quinn, I'm very happy to know you." The woman did not interrupt the other party, but waited quietly for him to finish before saying it.

The clown frowned and said, "Okay, this is a good name...I seem to have heard of it somewhere..." He rubbed his head and made a thoughtful action: "Okay, I can't remember it, but it's not so exciting that I can't exchange names with you. Do you know why? Because...I don't know what my name is-ahahahahaha-"

He suddenly laughed, and his mouth stretched to both sides because of his laughter, like a shocking crack in the abyss.

However, suddenly, the clown stopped laughing because he discovered something that made him very puzzled. In all his memories, this was the first time when he was laughing, the other party was laughing with him.

"Ah hahahahaha————" the woman smiled, smiling unscrupulously, like a madman.

"Why are you laughing?" the clown couldn't help asking.

"What are you doing?" Quinn asked back.

"Haha...this is a good question, I think we can talk." The clown jumped off the Ferris wheel platform with a thump. He walked towards Quinn step by step, with the corner of his mouth still raised, but his hand reached into his pocket and took out a switchblade.

"Because I like to laugh, I used to be a company employee, I worked hard every day, and my performance was indeed good, but... I worked for many years and had not been promoted. I never knew why. Until one day, I saw a beggar on the street. He was dressed in ridiculous outfit, just sitting there, doing nothing, but the hat in front of him was full of money. I couldn't understand it at the time, so I squatted aside to observe him. As a result, every person who saw his ridiculous appearance couldn't help but smile. Many people would give him money after laughing... At that time, I understood that what others wanted to see was not your hard work, your strong side, they wanted to see it, it was your ridiculous side, so that you could bring a sense of security and you would be welcome, do you understand?"

The clown said, holding a knife and wandering in front of Quinn...

"Is this one from your bedtime story again? Haha, I forgot to hear it, oh, do you think this outfit looks good?"

"......What?"

"I mean, do you think this dress looks good? I have been thinking about what clothes to wear to see you all these days. I have been choosing it for a long time before I think it's good... How about it, do you like it?" Quinn didn't care about the knife that was approaching him at all, but showed off and turned around in front of the clown.

A silence...

"Oh, something is wrong, it's not right..." The clown seemed a little confused: "What are you doing? Okay, this dress is really good, hehehe, so..."

"Hahaha-is it really? It's great!" Quinn said suddenly, and then suddenly threw himself into the clown's arms.

The clown staggered and was thrown to the ground. His face froze to the last second, looking at the woman who was pounced on him in a daze.

"Come on, let's stimulate it." The woman said excitedly.

"Stimulate?"

"Yes, stimulating, you must think about stimulating things at this time, right!" Quinn's eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames. She grinned, her scarlet tongue stirring something that didn't exist in her mouth, and her face seemed a little ferocious. In this way, she moved her head little by little to the clown, and then opened the fatal tempting mouth... and took it in one mouth, the knife in his hand.

Then, Quinn used her tongue to push the knife down in front of the clown.

"Come on, cut it..." She said lightly, the suppressed desire in the voice made her scalp numb: "Come on, cut the handle, first on the left, then on the right. Haven't you always wanted to separate it? I will hold the knife tightly, you don't have to work hard... Just... gently... gently."

As he said that, Quinn really took the knife face in his mouth and guided the blade with his tongue, pushing it to the corner of his mouth...
Chapter completed!