Batman's identity is a secret in the first American comic 612, and this secret is well known to everyone. "Ms. Harley Quinzel, you are smiling very happily now.
 But have you ever thought that you were actually given up by the clown?
 Look around you!
Bruce Wayne! Me, Jason Todd, the red hood, and Deadshot.”
This lineup is enough to make you unable to leave!
  Jason Todd’s eyes seemed to contain strong murderous intent.
But Harley Quinn is not afraid at all.
“Hmm~ So what?
  What unspeakable things are you going to do to me?”
 Harley Quinn's eyes widened and she sat on the seat with a cute posture.
This look...seems to be a bit hopeful?
 “I mean, you’ve been abandoned by your little pudding.
He will not come to rescue you because he knows that he cannot rescue you from our hands!"
 Jason Todd took out a submachine gun as he spoke, and then opened the safety of the submachine gun.
 “Hmm, what happens next~”
 Harley Quinn's eyes widened even more, and her body began to sway a little.
Hmm...there's something wrong with this posture.
"I said……"
 “Okay, Ms. Jason Harley Quinzel will be imprisoned,
 I think this outcome will be good for you and me."
 Wayne clapped his palms with the mace in his hand. The sound was not pleasant.
 It's a bit strange anyway, the sound is like celery being broken.
By the way, the sound of celery being broken is sometimes used as a dubbing in movies, just like the crisp sound of broken bones.
“Lock him up? Put him in your Arkham Asylum? Oh no! It’s Arkham General Hospital now.
 Do you think this is useful?
That place is a living hell,
 The guys inside may have been normal people before going in.
 But absolutely no one who can come out from it is normal!
 Have you forgotten who this Harley Quinn is?
 She is the doctor in Arkham Asylum!
Then what!?
 A doctor was infected by a patient!
 And he’s mentally ill!”
  Jason Todd is a little grumpy, this guy has a pretty good temper.
 But after he died once, he became like this.
Perhaps it’s because Batman always plays a run-and-gun game with the Joker instead of avenging him.
Hate is something that is hard to let go of.
 And this is not something that can be put down just by someone saying, "Put it down."
“Excuse me, you’ve mentioned Arkham Asylum more than once.
 I want to know what this place is for?
  Why are the people who speak out so abnormal?”
 Uncle Ben was sweating on his forehead, although he still didn't know exactly where Arkham Asylum was.
 But at least he already understands that this place is dangerous.
 Previously he said that he was going to Arkham to find a job.
“This was originally a simple lunatic asylum, but later it became a gathering place for criminals who issued mental illness certificates in order to get out of their crimes.”
 Death Shooter said quietly, but looked at Harley Quinn with his eyes fixed.
 Obviously, he still hasn’t given up the idea of ​​finding the Joker in Harley Quinn.
 After all, who in Gotham City doesn’t know that the Joker is the King of Crime?
 And Harley Quinn was his princess in the past.
 Say they gave up on each other?
 This is like a joke.
 The love story of two madmen may be quite interesting.
 But most people may not be able to take back the communication between them.
 “Dirty politicians and rich people, why can’t they get away with this kind of thing everywhere?”
 Uncle Ben said hesitantly.
 “Little pudding abandoned me, guess what?”
 Harley Quinn suddenly spoke, and these words successfully attracted the attention of everyone present.
 “He said he would come to me.
Of course, the same goes for me to go find him.”
 Harley Quinn's eyes were still wide open, and her body began to tremble slightly.
That kind of picture is somewhat inappropriate for children.
 Like a wagging tail?
Well, it’s a pity that Harley Quinn doesn’t have a tail...
 That looks like a docked Corgi trying to wag its tail.
 It almost tastes like this.
 “How to find him?”
 Wayne stood directly in front of Harley Quinn, with deep eyes!
The Joker will be a problem as long as he exists, but Wayne just won't kill the Joker completely.
 If you don’t kill someone, why can’t you hand the clown over to those who have a grudge against the clown?
 The answer is no.
 At least not here in Wayne.
 The guardian of the law against the law, this is Batman.
This has become a symbol of this city, which is quite ironic anyway.
“Shouldn’t this question be asked of you?
 Big Bat, aren’t you the best at finding him?
Isn’t it that I came here just to ask you to help me find him?
 Haha~”
Harley Quinn still said with a smile.
　　This is probably the expression.
 A bit, um... flirty?
To be continued...