Su Ming barely moved. He simply shifted to one side, and the shadow pounced onto the floor, lying motionless.
At the same time, Harley on the bed revealed a disappointed expression, as though a prank had failed. Even her twin ponytails drooped.
"Where'd this corpse come from?"
Su Ming used his foot to nudge open the corpse in the body bag, then sorted through the pile of external hard drives that resembled a small mountain. Harley had probably watched all of them already. Some had little notes stuck to them, with baffling titles like "Hilarious Cleaver Compilation" or "Complete Collection of Head-Swapping Jokes."
The moment he returned to the room, Strangle had told him that aside from Harley and himself, there was also a decaying corpse inside.
After coming out to speak with Harley and observing and testing her at close range, he had confirmed that she was real—not a Doppler, nor a Harley from another universe pretending to be her. That meant her only reason for hiding a corpse was to test him.
A trick like hiding a corpse in a cabinet would have a hard time scaring Su Ming, but it was quite effective against other Deathstrokes.
After all, there were now many Deathstrokes in the Main World, and those from the Dark Multiverse were mostly enemies. Harley could not determine which one was genuine based on appearance alone, because it was simply too easy for Deathstroke to deceive people.
But Su Ming possessed several unique abilities that other Deathstrokes did not.
The first was toxin immunity provided by Strangle.
The lollipop Harley had eaten earlier, and the one she had later shoved into his mouth, contained Poison Ivy's deadly poison. Harley must have taken the antidote in advance. If another Deathstroke had come to impersonate Su Ming,