The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

While the hotel lobby was filled with smoke, the frightened fugitive Jack rushed to the exit and left through the only unfurnished back door.

Jack stumbled and ran down the steps, and uncontrollably restored his original appearance. That face was not incongruous at all, but the combination made it impossible to remember!

The guard in ambush at the back door was brought down by Loki long ago. The former evil god sat at the door, silently watching Jack run out, silently took out a photo from his pocket and compared it with his face...

It wasn't until the comparison three times that Loki was sure that this person who was not easy to remember was the one he was looking for.

Well, it should be the same person. It seems that it is the right choice to carry Jack's photo with you, otherwise you won't recognize him at all!

Loki chased after him and stopped him, blocking all the way: "There are people coming from behind, do you want to be caught by them, or choose to continue to cooperate with me?"

There was an alley leading to the back door of the hotel. Jack was stopped at the entrance of the alley. After turning around in panic, he found that he was an acquaintance. His expression relaxed a little: "Luoji? Why are you here?"

The two of them had a brief encounter. Although they didn't know if "Luo Ji" was his real name, the other party helped him once.

Now it appears again, what do you want to do?

"There's not so much time to explain! You were almost caught by Sherlock before, and you escaped with my help, and it's still the same now!" Loki clasped his shoulders and pushed him against the wall, leaning against him with a dangerous expression He reminded in his ear, "Make another deal, and I'll help you escape from the pursuers. Where did you hide d3?"

The remaining smoke in the hotel still caused a lot of trouble for the staff of the Security Bureau, and it should not be so fast to find this place.

What's more, Loki slightly blocked a disfigured mercenary before leaving. I heard that he was called Deadpool?But the curly hair in the windbreaker is very headache...

"I..." The coerced Jack was still hesitating, "d3 is a virus that I developed successfully after I lost everything, so I can't just give it to you! Besides, didn't the deal be reached once? You saved me and sent me to prison , just to leave a single hair..."

Loki let go of his hand suddenly, smiled and pushed him out of the alley, his blue pupils were icy cold: "Really? It seems that I made a mistake in letting you out. Go and confess to the guys from the Security Bureau. Goodbye."

There was the sound of quick and light footsteps from a distance, and the dead waiter with two knives on his back quickly approached, putting a hood on his head while running...

Based on what I have done, even if I don't die after being arrested, I won't even think about getting out of prison in this life!

The unfinished evil plan in Jack's heart is fleeting, but he is very clear about how he should choose.

"I agree……"

Loki got the answer he wanted, went out and snapped his fingers lightly towards the pursuers. The path under his feet was completely cut off by the explosion from a distance, and flames several meters high suddenly shot up!

The mercenary who was approaching in black and red tights was blocked by the air wave generated by the explosion at the other end. Although he was always chattering, the distance was too far for Loki to hear clearly.

He was confirming his destructive results, and nodded with a little satisfaction: "Although it is not as strong as before, the effect is not bad now. After the heat resistance brought by the ice giant physique disappeared, I seem to like to use this dangerous weapon more and more... ...It seems that it won't be long before this world will return to God's control..."

Jack poked out half his head from the alley where he was hiding, and found that the street in front of him had been completely destroyed.

After finishing off Deadpool, Loki returned to the alley, stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at him in a daze for a moment, then took out the photo from his pocket and compared it with the man in front of him: "...that, Jack, take me to Take the last d3 sample."

……

In the hotel lobby where the thick smoke had just been dispersed, there was still chaos.

Fu Zhao tried to fix that, but when he heard Sherlock's words, he looked up and was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"Are you talking about Deadpool's whereabouts or the conversation with Loki?" Sherlock walked to the sectional sofa where the buyers had been sitting, deciding to explain both to avoid trouble, "the folds on the sofa, coffee and snacks"

"As for Loki..." He paused for a moment, and saw the plastic surgery emperor in the corner who was thrown out and hit the wall in a coma. , you are very close, and it is impossible to leave only a few traces in the case of close combat, so you must have talked... eh? Was that person also attacked by Loki?"

Following his gaze, Fu Zhao found the man-made handsome man, pretending to be calm and nodding desperately: "Yes, yes, yes, these villains are very inhuman, even ordinary people will not be spared!"

Out of the corner of his eye, when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw the front of the windbreaker, which was stained with a little stain, which was exactly the same as the trampled cake mixture on the ground. It should be the result of Loki trying to kick him just now but failing to do so.

. . . a terrible power of observation.

"And then! Where did Loki go?" Sol, who was still wrapped in bandages, came a step later, and could only restore the situation at that time based on deduction.

Did Loki come here and save Jack after meeting Wuliangye?

"Brother control is really a disease..." Fu Zhao yawned, his request to join the villain camp was rejected, so he had no motivation, and sighed to the anxious Sol.

The former Thunder God was not a person with a good temper. Although he didn't understand what the younger brother meant, he obviously couldn't understand his slow tone, and his left hand, which was less injured, grabbed his collar: "Be serious, run away!" Loki who is outside doesn't know what will happen! I heard that you came from a dark organization before you came to the Security Bureau? You can't be working for him, right?"

"It's not the darkness, it's the organization in black." Fu Zhao corrected him, it was a special experience to be picked up by a person who was nearly two meters tall, and he handed the one that couldn't be repaired, "Hey, your brother left it, Do you want to take it back as a souvenir?"

"What do I want this for?" Sol's manly face was full of disdain, but he still carefully put it away.

Fu Zhao relaxed his wrist, and the high explosion lightly fell into his palm: "Think about it, your brother also said that he has abandoned evil and followed good."

When Sherlock was collecting clues at the survey site, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and after connecting it, he said a few words briefly, interrupting their meaningless conversation: "Deadpool lost it, but there is still a way Confirm their hiding place, release my assistant, he still needs to work."

In this world of faces, Mr. Holmes is obviously a man who doesn't care about faces.

Even though Fu Zhao had seen the d3 infected person at least twice, he never remembered Jack's appearance.However, Sherlock does not refer to facial features when identifying someone. After synthesizing several clues at the crime scene, he has a deep understanding of his target.

"Really? What about Jack's zodiac sign? What about his blood type? Do you know whether he likes sweet or salty tofu nao?" Fu Zhao asked the question out of curiosity, although it sounded like a deliberately provocative...

Security Bureau, Trace Investigation Section, Laboratory.

Sherlock was concentrating on observing something in front of the microscope, trying to hold back the urge to debate, and handed over a test tube containing an unknown liquid: "If you're free, put it in the centrifuge for me—a basic experiment The operation will always be a little bit?"

"Only a little bit, the organization has not done this kind of training, but I often sneaked into the laboratory to play with those equipment secretly after Shirley finished using them. Once, I accidentally burned the antidote information of aptx4869, causing her to start from scratch. I started researching, but this favor was paid off when Shirley was imprisoned with chicken leg lunch, and I bought the chicken leg out of my own pocket..." Fu Zhao recalled the past, holding his breath and cautiously put the test tube into the centrifuge, He hesitated for a long time before proceeding to the next step.

The centrifuge started to run according to the setting, and Fu Zhao showed a relieved expression, it seemed that he hadn't messed up.

After the ground of the hotel is dirty, shoe prints will be left as long as someone walks by. Sherlock extracts the residual substances on the shoe prints, and after eliminating the messy information, Jack's hiding place can be narrowed down to a certain range.

All the scientists who were killed died in the underground area, and Jack had also appeared in the clubhouse here before. Recently, the management of the neighborhood is very strict, and it is difficult to come in and out frequently.

Then there was only one possibility... He, who was unable to stay in the hotel, hid somewhere in the underground area.

Sherlock was waiting for the results of the centrifuge for further analysis. Since he had nothing to do at the moment, he listened to Fu Zhao's nagging even if he didn't want to.

And according to his memory, it is very difficult to forget after hearing it...

"What did the organization you were in teach you?" Sherlock pulled a free swivel chair and sat down, leaning against the experimental table and asking.

Fu Zhao, who finally got someone to talk to, immediately lifted his spirits, turned around with a smug smile, looked at him for three seconds, and tried to organize his words: "Uh... this... It seems inappropriate to say nothing, but it seems that the boss has not held any I have taken villain training courses. But FBI and CIA put undercover agents in the organization every day in order to train their own people, and sometimes there will be fierce competition because of the shortage of places. Liannai came in because of her father's relationship..."