People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 82 082. Keep It Simple

Barbara didn't look at him and replied while writing the report: "I was like this when I was in the Gotham Police Department. You don't need to write it anyway."

"as long as you are happy…"

It was the first time Zhang San saw someone who liked to write reports, and he wrote them so seriously.

As expected of Director Gordon's daughter, she is very rigorous and patient in everything she does.

He doesn't have the motivation of the other party. It's better to sit in the office and read interesting things on the Internet than to write a report.

A lot of emojis about the Justice League suddenly appeared in today's forum.

The superman with a righteous face was headshot by a baguette in the next second, and a mouse dressed like Aquaman tried to poke the baguette with a metallic surface with a fork in his hand.

The Flash was directly transformed into a fat man weighing [-] pounds. He was lying in a pile of high-calorie food and sweating...

Zhang San silently saved the picture of Fat Lightning, because this picture can inspire him to keep exercising every day.

There are also more fanarts about keyboard people and Wonder Woman. Fortunately, the pictures in the forum all look like normal love affairs.

But Zhang San felt that some unhealthy fan pictures might appear on some websites.

Glancing at the silent office door, he skillfully took out his mobile phone and logged into one of his favorite websites.

There is no need to enter keywords, and there are a lot of pictures of Keyboard Man and Wonder Woman on the homepage of the website.

It's just that under the pens of these painters, the keyboard man seems to be the passive side?
[It's really strange. 】

After only watching for a while, Zhang San, who couldn't accept these things, still couldn't bear it and shut down the website.

It’s so weird…

The keyboards in those pictures have directly become Wonder Woman's tools, and there are all kinds of ways to play.

There's even a giant tentacle keyboard monster!

The painter who drew this picture should be drowned in the urinal with a shit bag over his head!
Just give him or her a taste of piss, damn it.

knock knock knock.

Barbara opened the door and walked in. She put the report she had written on the table:
"Help me see if there's anything I've missed."

Looking at the report on the table that was at least four sheets thick, Zhang San picked it up and flipped through it casually, saying: "It's perfect, this is the whole story."

"Can you take a closer look?"

With his perfunctory words, Barbara felt like she was being treated like a child.

"The black man has a gun, fully automatic, and is attacking the victim. He has everything he needs. Is that okay?"

"..."

Barbara took the report away with a dark face, closing the door with great force.

Bang!
Shaking her head, Zhang San really didn't know why she was angry.

The few elements he mentioned just now are enough to be handed in as a report.

After a while, the investigation team came.

The other party was a 30-year-old tall white man named Martin, dressed casually, and he also had a dog at home.

"Can I ask where the one named Sophie in your group went?"

After describing the case to him, Zhang San was curious to know where the new members of the previous investigation team had gone.

"She got promoted and went to another city to be a captain. I heard she's doing very well."

Martin was a little envious. A newcomer in the investigation team was sent to another big city as the captain before he had done a few tasks. Hey.

With the departure of the investigation team, Zhang San was finally able to leave the police station to rest for half a day.

Seeing that Barbara was chatting happily with Peggy, Zhang San ran to the bar alone without calling her.

"same as usual."

The bartender nodded and got him a glass of lemon soda with plenty of ice.

Drinking steaming ice lemonade, looking at the tables with few people around, Zhang San took out his mobile phone and sat in the bar to check the news.

(I will kill you, keyboard guy!)

An interview video about Harley Quinn was seen by him.

Harley, who was wearing all the makeup for crying, was expressing her love for the clown to the host next to her. She cried and said that after losing the clown, it seemed like the sky had collapsed.

There is no sense of expectation in life, and the days are getting worse every day.

At the end of the video, Harley Quinn challenged the keyboard guy and gave her phone number.

(Don't be a coward like Cyborg, I'm waiting for your call, keyboard.)
"Ha ha…"

Zhang San felt quite happy after watching it. Did Harley Quinn make herself stupid by soaking in the chemical pool?

What's wrong with being dumped and dying.

After reading the comments under the interview video, most people are still quite sober.

(How disgusting! What did I see? It was sick love!)

(Why would anyone like a madman? Or a madman who kills everyone?)

(Shouldn’t she be in jail now? Who let her out!?)
(Keyboard person! Send her to meet the clown!!!)
(Support! Send her to meet the clown!)
Looking at the ip address marked as Gotham City in the hot comment, Zhang San drank the lemonade in the glass and gave the money before leaving the bar.

Harley Quinn dares to use Cyborg as a metaphor for him, which is good.

Since she wants to play, let's have fun.

After returning home, Zhang San changed his clothes and put on a mask and drove the spaceship directly to Gotham City.

In a simple rental house in Gotham City.

buzz-

Harry, who was sleeping, half-closed his eyes, and fumbled to take a look at the mobile phone on the bedside table.

When she realized it was an unfamiliar number, she thought it was a harassing call and hung up the phone, then got up and walked to the refrigerator.

I'm a little thirsty after sleeping too long.

buzz-

The phone on the cabinet vibrated again. Harley took a sip of water, looked at the familiar numbers on the phone and answered the call:

"Call me again and I'll kill you!"

After saying that, she hung up again.

buzz-

"Why did you make a grave for the clown? Didn't he just have a little dust left?"

The other party called for the third time, and what he said made Harry lose his composure instantly:

"If you dare to move his tombstone, I will kill you! No matter who you are!!!"

"Don't worry, Miss Harley. I just want to build a toilet in this pit, that's all."

Hearing the sound of rocks colliding in the other party's background sound, Harley angrily took the things she was fighting and hurried out.

Ivy, who had been paying attention to Harley, saw her friend's angry look through the crack of the door, and she quickly followed after realizing that the matter was serious.

In Gotham Cemetery, an angry Harley ran towards the direction where she buried her lover, carrying a backpack and a baseball bat in hand.

She wanted to kill him before the other party finished destroying the tomb!

J!

Under a few trees in the cemetery, Harley, who ran over with a baseball bat, suddenly collapsed.

Looking at the hollowed out potholes and the broken tombstones in front of her, she couldn't control her emotions and sat on the ground and cried.

Just when she was feeling sad for her incompetence, her vision suddenly went dark, and she fainted.

(End of this chapter)