Su Ming glanced at Poison Ivy. She was also momentarily distracted by her own male identity and didn't know what to think, so he bypassed Poison Ivy and walked straight to the couch to sit down.
The couch here was somewhat dirty, with several dark red stains and dried drink marks, which under the colorful lights, made the place look more like a club. Sitting on it, his black and yellow armor didn't quite match its colors.
"So, let's exchange some information. What did the Jester tell you about finding the Bat? Then I'll tell you my story."
He looked at Harley, hoping to get some concrete information.
Harley also looked at him. No man had ever dared to be this close to her, which made her curious, but as soon as the question came out, she immediately changed her expression as if she was about to cry:
"Ah, well, that's a long story…"
Harley agreed with his suggestion and, without caring whether Su Ming intended to listen or not, began to tell the story of her and the Jester in a melodious and wistful tone, including the time years ago when the Jester first met the Bat and became infatuated with her.
In her stories, pure and kind Little Harley also wanted to play with them, but she was always bullied by the bad Bat. As Harley's good friend, Ms. Jester, paid no mind, she even wanted to play alone with the Bat, abandoning Harley.
This left Harley both puzzled and aggrieved, but she's a strong woman, so she gritted her teeth and held on time and again.
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Su Ming discovered that, indeed, Harley had her own little calculations. If he hadn't read so many DC comics and watched the movies, deeply understanding that Harley Quinn was not only a well-known patient but also an interrogation expert and psychological master, he would probably think that the one talking to him was some kind of princess from a fairy tale.
Pure, beautiful, and kind; strong, optimistic, and smart. Anyway, in her story, she and the Jester were the two most perfect women in the world, while the Bat Heroine was the 'sneaky stalker girl hanging under the eaves,' not only sinister but also always laying hands on the Jester, her eyes always lecherously squinting.
In her narration, none of the information was useful. Other than Su Ming learning about Harley and the Jester's meeting process in this negative 11 universe, everything else was Harley's memories and views on things.
She wasn't just telling a story but was constantly trying to probe Su Ming during their conversation, looking for places where they might share the same views or understandings, attempting to piece together his psychological profile.
Beneath Harley's chaotic exterior, she never lacked wisdom. The dual identity of psychiatrist and psychopath combined in her, making her doubly happy.
"Alright, let me just say something. You can stop trying now. I'm Deathstroke from the Parallel Universe hence my brain operates much faster than normal people, so you can save your psychological profiling attempts."
Su Ming saw that Harley planned to continue telling him about her and the Jester's adventure with Penguin Man, and he immediately interrupted her. Too much time had already passed, and it felt like these stories had no end.
He adjusted his stiff neck and looked back, discovering that Cindy and Poison Ivy had somehow sat on another couch, drinking and listening with interest.
Well, it seems even in this world, women still have the habit of loving gossip.
"Oh, so you're from a Parallel World," Harley smoothly changed the topic, abandoning her previous psychological battle: "A bit boring… I thought you and she were in matching outfits and had that kind of relationship."
Saying this, Harley flirtatiously extended her pinky in the air, implying just that.
"Hearing Parallel Universe didn't surprise you all, maybe Cindy's last invasion was quite the spectacle?"
Su Ming didn't rise to her bait. Whether he admitted it or not, Harley would lead the topic away, and once she did, he'd never get the answers he wanted.
"Yeah, it put on quite a show for us, hehe." Harley jumped up energetically, spun around in the air like a ballet dancer, and struck a finishing pose: "Even though the main battlefield was in Metropolis, the explosive light, tsk tsk, Gotham saw it all too clearly. It was beautiful. I could almost hear the desperate screams of the residents there."
Cindy shrugged at that moment, meaning, see, she's just crazy.
Su Ming remained expressionless and suddenly said, "So if you knew the world was about to be destroyed, you'd be pretty happy, huh?"
"Mm, yes." Harley nodded continuously with a smile, like a student being praised by a teacher: "Why else do you think we're celebrating here?"
Su Ming chuckled in his heart, his plan was a success. Indeed, Harley admitted she knew Earth was going to be destroyed.
"Wait, did you call me here to celebrate this?" Ivy suddenly stood up, looking at Harley in disbelief, wanting to spank her.
"Hmm? Didn't I tell you? Little Pudding told me the world was going to end, and we're all going to die."
Harley tilted her head, looking at Ivy with confusion. Did she really forget to mention it?
"You just said no one was home and asked me to hang out with you. And it's actually because the world is ending? If there's no Earth, how will my plants survive?"