I just want to live a peaceful life in DC world

Chapter 4 This Speed ​​Is Too Fast

For Jacques, when he was being chased by a group of detectives naked, he had no time to consider whether the beautiful woman in front of him who offered a helping hand was suspicious.

Jacques, who subconsciously reached out his hand, was pulled into the van. This girl seemed to have a strong wrist that didn't match her slender and well-proportioned body.

Gordon waved his hands and shouted while dodging the crackling fireworks.

"Cease fire, stop shooting! Who gave the order to shoot just now and you, Harley! Turn off the engine and get out of the car now! I have something to talk to you"

"Not today, Jim. Don't misunderstand my boyfriend who just got back - say hello to Barbara for me~"

The girl called Harley turned her head, winked at Jacques playfully, and then her slender white fingers had already pushed the gear.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the fast-starting large truck gallops forward with a strong sense of pushing back.

"Wait, Harry—"

Gordon's voice faded away in the rear, and was soon drowned out by the sound of the engine and the wind.

Jacques looked at the girl in the driver's seat with a smile on her face, who was racing to the fullest, and probably guessed her identity from the conversation just now.

"Harley Quinn, are you Harley Quinn?"

Hearing what Jacques said, Harley turned his head to look at him, his eyes filled with heavy eyeshadow were full of joy.

"Of course not my dear—"

Even though he was driving at a high speed, Harley left his hands from the steering wheel and moved closer to Jacques' ear. The warm breath blowing to his earlobe made him feel numb all over.

"You should call me sweetheart, my favorite Mr. J."

Although Harley's voice is as sweet as sticky honey, Jacques can't feel the charming atmosphere at all-after all, sitting in a high-speed truck, the female driver next to him leaves the steering wheel and flirts with himself. The situation is generally referred to as horror.

"Sorry to bother you, please concentrate on driving first, please!!!"

Seeing that the truck was about to hit a utility pole, Harley reluctantly left Jacques' ear, and at the same time gently pulled the steering wheel, avoiding a collision accident lightly.

Jacques took a deep breath with lingering fear, and at that moment he was sure that this woman was indeed Harley Quinn—there was no other girl as crazy as her in Gotham.

According to Jacques' understanding from various comics or derivative works, Harley Quinn is a villain who is attracted by the clown and becomes his assistant to do evil. The crazy love for the clown and the unpredictable character are the characteristics of this character.

Of course, Jacques also knows that Harley Quinn has different settings in different works, so he can't draw conclusions and labels on this at will.Especially since she was her own savior—although she almost became her own murderer just now.

"Ms. Harley. Harley Quinn, those agents seem to be unable to catch up with us. Maybe we should slow down a little and pay attention to safety."

Jacques felt that the truck was riding like a roller coaster, and Harley's accelerator seemed to be in a dead state all the time. Jacques suspected that the engine of the truck must have been modified, otherwise it would not be possible to reach a speed close to 200 per hour.

Harley pouted dissatisfiedly, and looked at Jacques with a slight frown. The good news is that she finally held the steering wheel this time.

"Really, it turns out that you don't trust my driving skills, little pudding. Seeing that you didn't even wear a seat belt, I thought you trusted me—"

seat belt?
Jacques felt a chill down his spine instantly, and he noticed that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, if Halle suddenly braked or turned at this time.
"Wait a minute, Miss Halle, drive slowly—no, let me wear a seat belt to maintain this speed"

However, it seemed that it was too late. As the truck crossed a high slope, an abandoned warehouse appeared in front of him.

"Welcome back, my favorite little pudding, this is our love nest and your base—"

boom!
Jacques could no longer hear the words behind Harley, because as Harley slammed on the brakes, Jacques' forehead was already in close contact with the windshield uncontrollably.

As expected, Harley Quinn is an extremely dangerous woman.

This was Jacques' last thought before he passed out.

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"Sheriff Gordon, do you want to go after Harley Quinn?"

Hearing what his subordinates said, Gordon, whose clothes were burned several times by fireworks, shook his head seriously.

"No, I'll figure out how to deal with her later. Let's deal with this place first."

Gordon sighed and looked at the old factory surrounded by agents, but there was no movement from inside.

"You all stay on guard outside, come in after hearing my order!"

After giving orders to his subordinates, Gordon walked into the gate alone, walked through the dark passage, raised his pistol and carefully explored inside.

When he walked into the deep room and saw the two bodies lying on the ground, his heart suddenly tightened, and he rushed forward in three steps at a time.

"Still breathing. Wake up, wake up Batman, are you alright?!"

Under Gordon's call, Batman slowly opened his eyes. He struggled to stand up, but he let out a muffled cry of pain as soon as he moved.

Seeing the worried expression on Gordon's face, Batman waved his hands and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it's just a slight fracture in the spine and muscle strain, and it won't be paralyzed like last time."

Although Batman said so, Gordon's expression was still very dignified. He knew that this kind of injury would take a long time to rest to recover-but the word rest did not belong to the man in front of him.

"Don't worry about Bain, have you seen Bain?"

Gordon silently pointed to the side, and following his fingers, Batman saw Bane's lifeless corpse in a pool of blood, and his gaze under the bat hood became even sharper.

"Although I think it's unlikely, it shouldn't be you."

"not me."

Hearing Batman's decisive response, Gordon breathed a sigh of relief, and then helped Batman up.

"But if it's not you, who did it? It's not easy to kill Bane."

Batman pursed his lips as if thinking about something, and murmured softly after a while.

"Before I fought Bain, I saw a person who shouldn't be here, but there were too many doubts. First of all, he should have no superpowers, but that person obviously used superpowers when he escaped from me; secondly If it was him, he wouldn't just put me aside like this."

Then he raised his head, eyes filled with mixed emotions.

"What's more, he's obviously dead. You and I have confirmed this, Gordon. There is no doubt that he died three years ago and I did it myself!"

Gordon's eyes widened, looking at Batman in disbelief.

"You mean, that man came back from the dead?! There is such a thing"

Batman hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

"It's not sure yet but we've got to be ready, Gordon—"

"The night in Gotham may start to become unsettled again."

(End of this chapter)