Su Ming took the sheet of paper from Harley and changed the angle as she had suggested, examining the clues from a different perspective.
The woman went to open the window first, letting some air into the room. It smelled about the same as the room where she kept her cats.
The late-night wind of Los Angeles still carried the city's bustle, and music from a nightclub nearby drifted in clearly. Even without seeing where the club was, the pounding music alone made it obvious that business must be good.
Poor Harley looked longingly out the window, becoming distracted. She suddenly remembered that she had not gone dancing for several days, and hearing this song made her desperately want to dance.
So her little face fell, and she gritted her teeth unhappily. "This is so annoying. The Batman Who Laughs is so annoying. He'd better die soon, then you'll have time to go to Gotham with me. We can have fun at Black Mask's nightclub. He definitely won't dare charge you, and then I can drink his best liquor for free."
Su Ming mentally pieced together the image and searched for the corresponding code words and symbols, but he said, "What good liquor does Black Mask have? His family's resources can't compare to Penguin's. How about, once this is over, I take you to my territory? I have a city called New London. It's a lot of fun there—even aliens know it."
"Can we take Little Dai and Red with us? They're both really good at bondage. I love them." Harley blinked her big eyes and skipped back from the window.
Su Ming chuckled through his cigarette, turned the paper in his hand, and said, "Diana won't leave this side. She has her own responsibilities and ideas. Being a frontline