[Comprehensive English and American] The years I opened a grocery store in Queens

After Isabella returned to Queens, she planned to sleep for three days and three nights, but as soon as she walked to the door of the store, a group of people in police uniforms came: "Hello, we are the Gotham police, please help our police!" investigation."

The second time Isabella went to Gotham was actually in a police car.

As soon as she arrived at the police station, she was told: "The clown has escaped from prison."

There are several photos in front of her. In the first photo, the clown is holding a machine gun, laughing wildly with blood red lips, and a few security guards are down at his feet. He is completely a blood-eating demon, and Isa The gentle man who loved dolls that Bella remembered was nothing like that.

The second photo is the doll spread out on the ground, which has been stained with blood. The little rabbit presented by Dr. Harley is on the far side, and the fluff all over its body has been dyed bright red.

The third picture shows the clown facing the camera holding the lock, which is one of the shipments that Isabella gave to Arkham Asylum. She promised that unless she had the key, otherwise Absolutely no one can open these locks.

"Sir, please believe me, my goods have absolutely no quality problems." Isabella mistakenly thought that there was a problem with the lock, so the clown escaped from prison.

The police officer stretched out his palm to reassure her eager pleading: "It's not the lock."

The police had checked these locks a long time ago, and there were no problems. The mistake that caused the clown to escape from prison was elsewhere.

"Since it's not about the lock, why did you call me here?" Isabella asked.

"It's not about the lock." The sheriff looked into Isabella's eyes. "You have had interactions with the clown and Dr. Harley, so we want to ask you, did you notice anything unusual when you got along with them?"

When Isabella was taking the Muggle Studies course, she heard the professor say: "Muggles are the most magical creatures in the world, and you can never figure out what kind of soul lives in their hearts."

The professor of Muggle studies always wears a gray robe, and his gray hair is braided in many small braids. No one knows his age, but every student confirms that he is well-informed.

Exams don't measure true learning, but life does.Isabella never imagined that it would be Dr. Harley, the weak blonde woman who patiently treated the clown, who would help the clown escape from prison.

Isabella recalled the way Dr. Halle talked about the clown that day, she was so gentle and pious, her glass bead-like eyes always looked at him with a smile and shyness.

She still remembered that Dr. Haley said: In fact, everyone misunderstood the clown. In fact, some of his thoughts are very profound and reasonable.

The original seed was planted at that time.

Harley thought she was treating the clown, but the clown had already taken over her mind.

"Her name is not Harley Quinzel now," the officer said, handing Isabella a photo. "Her name is Harley Quinn now."

In the photo, Halle has lost her blond hair and no longer has light makeup. Her hair has been turned into a double ponytail, and the bottom of the ponytail is stained with blue and red respectively. These two colors correspond to the colors of her exaggerated and flirtatious eye shadow. .

Like a clown, her lips were extremely intense red, as if she had become another clown.

"Thank you for cooperating with our investigation." At the end, the police officer shook hands with Isabella, "We will send a car to take you back to New York."

Isabella declined the offer. She doesn't want to go back to New York now. She hurried back last time without a good sightseeing. She can't leave any regrets this time.

After hearing Isabella's travel plan, the police officer had a complicated expression: "This city is a bit special, please pay attention to safety."

Isabella didn't take this sentence to heart. She thought it was just an ordinary advice. After finding a hotel to stay in, she began to formulate a three-day and two-night Gotham travel strategy. She searched for famous attractions on the Internet, I also found more precautions than scenic spots, and an article called "Outsiders' Gotham Survival Guide" attracted her attention:

1. Bring more money with you, don’t need a bank card, but cash, the probability of encountering a robber is extremely high, and the probability of survival if you hand over all the money is 30.00%.

2. Try not to go out at night. If you encounter a black shadow similar to a bat in the sky, you can go out as appropriate. The survival rate is [-]%.

3. Daily life in Gotham: Explosive gunshots, gang fights, prisoner escape, no matter what you encounter, don't make a fuss, the survival rate of chivalrous heroes is [-]%.

4. Staying in a hotel does not guarantee absolute safety.

5. Stay away from Arkham, stay away from Arkham, stay away from Arkham.

6. If you encounter someone asking you to guess riddles or tell jokes on the road, don't make a sound.

7. Take good care of every vegetation in Gotham, they are blessed by gods and men, don't provoke them.

8. Remember Detective Gordon's name.

9. Beware of the pretty women of Gotham.

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After reading this "Outsider's Guide to Surviving Gotham", the four words of crisis are deeply imprinted in Isabella's mind. The city is chaotic and crazy, like a web of poisonous spiders. There is a dangerous atmosphere in all directions.

Isabella followed the advice in the survival guide, and was very cautious all the way to play, and finally came to the last day safely. On this day, her goal of playing was the Gotham City Botanical Garden.

Every city has a botanical garden, but the strategy highlights the uniqueness of Gotham's botanical garden.With longing in mind, Isabella received a pack of free flower seeds at the gate of the botanical garden, planning to take them in and plant them.

The botanical garden is divided into four exhibition areas: environmental protection, plant evolution, artificial ecology and greening engineering. It mainly focuses on characteristic plant landscapes, supplemented by gardens and flowing water.

Visiting one exhibition area after another, the shadows of the trees are mottled, the flowers are swaying, and the nostrils are filled with the misty scent woven by various plants. At the end of the road, a tabby cat is sniffing a white flower, and runs away when it sees people. up.

Isabella was pleasantly surprised to find that not only common plants, but also many unknown varieties were cultivated here, and some were even new products made by crossing different flowers.

Isabella looked at a flower with straight branches. She couldn't tell whether it was a jasmine or a white rose. The soul and shadow of the two kinds of white flowers appeared in this flower.

I don't know which kind-hearted botanist designed this flower.

Isabella continued to walk forward, and when she reached the artificial ecological area, she learned that the seeds in her hand could be sown here.

The artificial ecological area is different from other exhibition areas. There is no careful design here. All kinds of flowers and plants grow together by accident, which is chaotic but colorful. On the ground, shaded rows of small flowers under the trees.

Isabella sowed the seeds under the big tree, her hands covered with slightly moist soil, and a little girl next to her was also sowing.

The little girl wearing a blue sunhat had thin white hands, pinched the seeds and sprinkled them one by one, then covered the soil quite devoutly, and closed her eyes reverently to make a wish.

Isabella heard her say, "Please let my flowers bloom quickly."

This childish look made Isabella curl her lips.

"Also let my sister's flowers bloom quickly, and let all the flowers here bloom quickly."

Then she opened her eyes, bluer than the purest sapphire.

She looked at Isabella: "Sister, maybe you have a wish, let the flowers bloom soon."

"No need, the flowers will bloom eventually."

There is a time for everything.

There was a gloomy look in the little girl's eyes, she murmured: "But I may not see my flowers bloom."

The wind blew these words into Isabella's ears, blew the hair around her ears, and blew the sun hat on the little girl's head.

Although she took care of it in time, Isabella still noticed that the little head that would have grown a soft hair was bald.

Isabella understood.

The little girl was about to leave, but Isabella stopped her: "The fairy may not have heard the wish you made just now, so try again."

"Sister, I know that fairy tales are full of lies," the little girl smiled innocently, "There are no fairies at all."

"Then you try to make a wish to the witch, there is no fairy, maybe there is a witch, you can't be sure!"

The little girl closed her eyes and repeated what she said just now, while Isabella whispered: Blossoms are in full bloom.

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

The little girl was amazed at the sight in front of her. The seed she planted just now has grown into a small pink flower, fluttering in the wind.

Not only this one of hers, but also all the surrounding flowers are in full bloom, and the big tree is full of colorful flowers.

The little girl looked at the gentle and elegant red-haired sister beside her, and began to believe that there is no shortage of fairy tales in this world. She must tell her mother that she really saw a fairy today.

It is said that good people will be rewarded. I don’t know if it was because of helping the little girl. Isabella slept very soundly. She felt that her body was very heavy, as if she had fallen into a huge cloud.

When he woke up in a daze, there was a conversation in his ears.

"Xiaohong, did she inhale too much confusion agent and get poisoned?"

Isabella felt that she had heard this voice somewhere.

She was answered by a cold female voice: "No, she's just lethargic."

Isabella opened her eyes, and what she saw was a strange ceiling. She almost thought that she was still locked in a cage, and everything in Gotham was a dream.

Scratching her hair and getting up, she saw two women with superior facial features.

One of them was an old acquaintance. Halle, who was wearing a baseball jacket and ponytails, saw her wake up and greeted her warmly: "Hi!"

The woman next to Harley has the same hair color as Isabella. She is wearing a short green skirt that fits perfectly to her skin and outlines a proud curve. Compared with Harley's lively, she looks aloof and arrogant many.

Isabella's mind flashed the line in "Outsiders' Guide to Surviving Gotham": Beware of the pretty women in Gotham.