I just want to live a peaceful life in DC world

Chapter 7 Misunderstandings are always so hard to resolve

"It fits so well dear, sure enough your size is exactly the same as I remember~"

After Harley Quinn came back, she brought a new set of clothes for Jacques. Jacques was finally fully dressed for the first time after traveling to this world, and he felt a lot more at ease.

The clothes fit unexpectedly. Although it looked a bit like a stand-up show actor's attire, there was nothing to be picky about for Jacques.

When he came out of the bathroom after changing his clothes, he found that Harley Quinn had changed her outfit back to the style she had when she first met him, with a colorful vest and hot pants, and she was applying makeup to her face in front of a small mirror Heavy makeup.

"I brought you pizza, I'm going out again later, and I'm making out with you, Pudding, when I get back."

Realizing that Harley Quinn didn't intend to let her go at all, Jacques's heart sank, and he decided to get straight to the point and no longer cover up.

"Miss Harley Quinn, let me just say it straight. My name is Jay Chow, and I am not the clown you know. Although I am very grateful to you for saving me last night, I am about to leave."

Harley was taken aback for a moment, pouted and looked at Jacques, with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Joaquin·JO? My dear, how do you say these heartless words. I have never forgotten your appearance. When I first saw you, I knew you were back——"

"I've seen your newspaper clippings. It clearly states that the Joker has been killed by Batman, and it has something to do with you—Miss Halle, you should be very clear that I'm not the Joker, right?"

Jacques interrupted Harley while holding up the newspaper clipping in his hand.

Seeing that Harry's face changed suddenly, he rushed forward with lightning speed and snatched the newspaper clipping back and hugged him tightly, with tears in his eyes, showing a pitiful look.

"Sure enough, you still haven't forgiven me. My dear, I was deceived by Gordon and that bad bat three years ago. But I knew that if they could deceive me once, they could deceive me a second time. Sure enough, they said you To be dead is to lie, and the proof is that you are now back alive."

Harley's sad appearance doesn't look like a faux pas, it seems that she really sees herself as a clown who has come back from the dead. Seeing this, Jacques couldn't help but soften his heart, and his tone softened a lot.

"The resemblance between me and the clown is probably due to other reasons, but I can tell you with certainty that I am not a clown—sorry for disappointing you, Ms. Harley Quinn."

When Harley heard what Jacques said, he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"I see, Mr. Jacques, you are not a clown, but a clone exactly like the clown, right?"

Jacques was overjoyed and nodded quickly.

"Yes! Miss Halle, it's great that you understand—"

"But this disguise is not enough, my dear, you have to explain to others why you, as a clone, are just born with the same IQ and knowledge as ordinary people. The reason is to use a learning device? This reason is too bad. Or do you have a reason? Is it because you are possessed by a soul from another world? This seems too fantastic."

Seeing Harley winking at him playfully, Jacques was stunned for a moment.

"I see what you mean, you want to return to Gotham with a new identity, right, just like you used to use Jack Napier and Arthur Fleck as aliases before."

Harley threw down the newspaper clippings, approached Jacques in three steps and two steps, grabbed Jacques' hand, raised his head and looked at him with shining eyes.

"Whether your new identity is a clown or Jacques Chow, the same thing is. You will always be the one I love the most—so don't leave me again, my dear."

Jacques finally understood that this woman had already identified herself as a clown as a premise fact, no matter how she explained it, she couldn't listen to it anymore.

After sighing lightly, Jacques gently broke his hand away from Harry's hand, and then walked towards the door.

"Forget it, what you think is your business Harley, but I'm leaving here now. I just want to live a peaceful life and don't intend to get involved with dangerous things anymore"

Suddenly, Jacques felt the back of his neck being grabbed by slender fingers, and then his whole body was pulled back by a strange force. When he realized it, he fell heavily back on the sofa.

"Ahem, what the hell is--ah!"

Before Jacques could figure out the situation, he felt something heavy weighed down his body, and at the same time, the fragrant wind wafted into his nostrils.

"No, dear. Now you absolutely must not leave here for half a step. I can promise you whatever you want me to do, but you must stay here during this time."

Harley Quinn's extremely tough tone was in stark contrast to her soft body pressing on Jacques' body. When Jacques met her eyes, it was full of unquestionable and pleading.

dong dong dong.

Just then there was a loud knock on the door, and at the same time the growling of a hyena could be heard.

"Hey! Don't bite me! At least don't bite the head of the eldest sister here. Almost everyone is here, and the assembly can begin!"

A voice came from outside the door, and Harley's soft palm quickly covered Jacques' mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and then responded loudly while maintaining his posture to suppress Jacques.

"OK, I'll come out right away - Dana seems to be in a nearby dessert shop, go and call her over for me first."

The people outside the door seemed to have left, so Harley let go of his hand covering Jacques' mouth, and looked at Jacques apologetically.

"I'm sorry honey, I can't let anyone know you're here just yet, but soon, after I kill that bastard, you'll be free."

kill?
Jacques frowned, and when he was about to question Harley, he heard a crisp bang, and felt a cold metal touch on his wrist.

Turning his head, he saw that his hands had been locked on the table legs by Harry with metal handcuffs.

Harley stood up from Jacques, walked towards the door with a swaying figure, and took the baseball bat leaning against the wall by the way.

"Wait, Harry, what's the matter with murder! And let me go first, Harry!"

However, Harley Quinn didn't answer Jacques anymore, but after blowing him a kiss, she opened the iron door and left the room, and at the same time the sound of the key locking the door sounded again.

Jacques lay on the sofa and let out a long sigh.Originally, I thought that many problems would be solved when Harley came back, but I didn't expect the situation to become more complicated.

Most importantly, Harley just mentioned the term "killing" for him.This sentence came out of the mouth of the clown's assistant, but it didn't look like a joke at all.

Although the situation is complicated and confusing, there is one thing Jacques is clear-if Harley commits a murder at this time, he who lives in her house must not be able to get rid of it.

Jacques concentrated, and in the next moment he disappeared from the sofa, and when he reappeared, he had got rid of the metal handcuffs and stood under the place where the wooden board was nailed to the ceiling.

Jacques raised his head and looked quietly at the place where the wooden board above his head was nailed. At the same time, with a slight shake of his hand, a bright and sharp dagger appeared in his hand.

Sorry, Halle, I'm leaving this room now.

(End of this chapter)