Harley Quinn's psychological evaluation didn't take a short amount of time, after all, she was a model graduate from the talent-filled Arkham.
The final evaluation result was... completely normal.
"Your America's definition of 'normal' is truly all-encompassing," Li Chengfeng said, holding the FBI's evaluation report, looking at Ada Wong with a fake smile. "If Harley Quinn wasn't standing in front of me, I might have actually believed it."
"Perhaps, as the Director said, people who are too normal can't do our line of work."
"I actually fell for your nonsense!"
Li Chengfeng rolled his eyes, but he wasn't unable to accept it.
After all, in this World with countless supernatural and even extra-dimensional powers, Superheroes, supervillains, and everyone involved with these mysterious powers are all a bit abnormal.
What? You possess special abilities but want to live a normal life?
The fact that you can even have such a thought already proves that you're not normal, alright?
Normal people should live the life normal people are supposed to live.
Special people also have the life special people are supposed to live.
They don't interfere with each other.
"Only an idiot would care about a ridiculous conclusion written on a piece of paper," Harley Quinn stretched, then hopped off the comfortable sofa bed in the psychology clinic. "I really miss this kind of place. Usually, I'd be sitting opposite, wearing flesh-colored stockings, crossing my sexy legs, and controlling other people's minds..."
"Elaborate on the flesh-colored stockings... just kidding! When you said the words 'controlling minds,' you should have had your Psychologist license revoked!" Li Chengfeng wiped away a cold sweat, glanced at the terminal, and noticed it was already ten minutes past quitting time. He turned to leave without hesitation. "Time to go home, time to go home! See you tomorrow, ladies."
With that, Li Chengfeng rushed out of the medical department's door and quickly got on the elevator.
When he turned around, he saw Harley Quinn and Ada Wong following closely behind him.
"Uh, why are you following me?"
"Oh ~ Pudding, you're my direct superior now, and also the temporary guardian the Director assigned to me, so who else would I follow if not you? Moreover... does the FBI look like it has employee dorms? And do I, a mental patient just discharged from the hospital, look like I have a place to stay? Since you brought me back, you have to take responsibility, you know."
Harley Quinn said this with righteous indignation, but the situation was indeed as she described.
"Then what's your situation?" Li Chengfeng turned his head and questioned Ada Wong again. "She's a mental patient with no social resources, so that's one thing. But you're a Level 4 FBI Agent, and after this incident, you should be promoted to Level 5. Your salary and benefits should be pretty good, right?"
"Dear Captain, first, I also want to get off work, and to leave this building, I naturally have to take the elevator." Ada Wong gave Li Chengfeng a watery, alluring wink, the corners of her narrow eyes slightly red. "Secondly, my house is being redecorated recently, and I've been staying in a nearby hotel for the past few days. How could I pass up free accommodation now? An Agent's salary isn't enough for me to splurge at a hotel every day."
"Are you so sure my house can accommodate three people?"
"It's fine, the three of us can squeeze in. How about you sleep in the middle?" Ada Wong joked again, and at the same time, covered Harley Quinn's mouth just as she was about to blurt out something strange. "Just kidding, everything about you in America was handled by Director Fury through me, so I naturally know you live in a four-hundred-square-meter flat."
"Damn it! You're freeloading, aren't you?"
"I can't help it. I recently fell in love with a multi-functional grappling hook gun from Stark Industries. I need to save money... Oh, by the way, Captain, didn't you have a great chat with Tony Stark? Can you help me get a discount?"
"Your comments about salary and benefits have completely lowered the prestige of an FBI Agent to the level of a street patrol officer."
...Li Chengfeng eventually compromised, leading two Mature Women with completely different styles toward his home.
Along the way, he kept observing Washington D.C. in this mixed Universe, and could only say that America... was just so-so.
Besides the streets full of people with different skin colors, it was no different from the Republic.
There were still drunkards throwing up in roadside flowerbeds, and unlicensed hawkers quickly pushing their food carts away when they saw city management.
After treating the two Mature Women to an unexpectedly authentic hotpot on the way, Li Chengfeng finally felt like he was off work.
To be honest, just a few hours ago, he was confronting one of the most pathological and dangerous villains, and now he could happily blanch duck intestine while watching Ada Wong, who couldn't handle spicy food, constantly sticking out her nimble little tongue.
In between, they also made a stop at a mall to buy a large batch of daily necessities.
Speaking of which, both in his previous life and this one, he was a pure bachelor. His four-hundred-square-meter flat only had one pair of slippers and one set of bowls and chopsticks.
He couldn't possibly let the two Mature Women wear old clothes or even go naked at home, could he?
Even if he was willing, the other two might not be!
Especially Ada Wong. Don't let her seemingly flirtatious demeanor fool you; aside from a few deliberate actions, she always tends to cover her neckline and instinctively maintain social distance.
This woman's sense of boundaries was damnably charming.
"That being said, what's the situation with you two?"
Li Chengfeng lay on the bed, his eyes wide like brass bells, his hands folded over his chest and abdomen, giving off a mummy-like vibe.
Because the joke Ada Wong made a few hundred words ago had come true.
Now, two Mature Women with completely different styles were lying on either side of him.
Although his bed was big enough, some touching was inevitable.
"Oh ~ Pudding, I'm a mental patient. Are you really comfortable leaving me alone in an unfamiliar environment?"
"Big sis, I saw you were quite content in your Arkham Asylum ward, with nothing to worry about except eating, drinking, and having fun. I wish I had that kind of life!" Li Chengfeng grumbled, but knowing that the one with an abnormal mental state couldn't be reasoned with, he turned to Ada Wong on the other side. "Sister Wang, what's your situation? Did Harley Quinn infect you?"
"No, I miscalculated." The mysterious and alluring Mature Woman, Ada Wong, showed a rarely seen look of annoyance. "When I ordered furniture, I accidentally filled in the wrong quantity. How did I only order one bed!?"
"Then you go sleep on the sofa?"
"You're making a woman sleep on the sofa!?"
"Then I'll go sleep on the sofa?"
"The guest is making the Master sleep on the sofa!?"
"Then let's hurry up and sleep. We still have to work tomorrow..."