The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Wuliangye pressed the call button expectantly, and after waiting for a tone for more than ten seconds, the phone was finally connected.

Fu Zhao beamed at Sherlock with a triumphant gesture, and moved to the receiver: "Hello..."

"Click."

Before the voice could pass, the other segment was quickly hung up.

"This is too indifferent, do you have mind reading skills? I haven't asked to borrow money yet!" Fu Zhao frantically flicked his phone, his last hope of contacting the outside world was finally shattered.

However, there are people on duty at the headquarters all day, and the possibility of being trapped here until he dies is ruled out. He just couldn't help but want to find something to do, and walked back and forth in the elevator anxiously.

Sherlock was always calm, but he was also infected by Fu Zhao's emotions: "I suddenly remembered something, today is Friday, and the security guards will leave an hour early to drink and come back in the evening. It's really good news, I I'm wasting hours of my life here with you, and I have things to do."

And now, it's not even five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Yes, yes, it's really good...with the imagination of a good dinner, wait until late at night when those who are well fed and drunk come to open the door." Fu Zhao was heartbroken, imitating his lukewarm tone and applauding slowly, his movements Suddenly Yishou rushed to the elevator door and beat it desperately, "It's better to help yourself than to ask for help! Ahhh, let me out of here! The phone is almost dead, can you bring me back when it is fully charged?"

Silly waiting for hours without any form of entertainment?The most unbearable thing for Fu Zhao is boredom, and his IQ and behavior will return to the three-year-old mode by the way.

It was the first time that Sherlock encountered an elevator failure, and silently stepped aside to watch the irrational actions of mortals.

Do you want to go home early... In fact, when you go back, you are alone, and it doesn't matter where you are, as long as your brain can function normally, you don't need a specific place to think about problems.

At this moment, under Fu Zhao's beating... the elevator door was half opened unsteadily!

"Didn't expect me to have the talent to repair elevators?" Fu Zhao stopped his movements and was secretly happy, folded his arms and muttered, "It seems that the maintenance methods of modern products are similar. If it breaks, you need to restart it or take two shots."

The elevator failed during the descent, and got stuck in an awkward position between the ninth and tenth floors. If he wanted to leave, he had to jump up and climb the edge of the tenth floor.

With Fu Zhao's skills, of course he could easily climb out, but...

"Have you heard another horror story?" Wuliangye patted Sherlock on the shoulder, staring warily at the half-open elevator door, "This kind of stuck in the middle is the most dangerous state, and it may happen when you climb out halfway. Rise or fall suddenly, and people will be torn in half!"

"There is indeed such a possibility..." Sherlock didn't move, not because he had listened to the horror story, but from a safety point of view, it was not an appropriate way to rush out.

Fu Zhao had an idea, walked to the exit and began to take off his windbreaker, turned around and promised solemnly: "Well, I will climb out and find a crowbar to pry open the elevator door completely, and then use a rope to pull you out within a second." , will definitely guarantee your safety before the elevator falls!"

Sherlock reached out and grabbed him, emphasizing: "Wait, I said it's dangerous to do so!"

"That's because you are dangerous, nerds are not good at sports." Fu Zhao threw the windbreaker at his feet disapprovingly, "Don't worry, no matter how fast this broken elevator is, it can't be faster than Boss Gin, how many times have I escaped?" Yes, wait inside, I will come back to save you immediately."

This person has no sense of crisis at all...

The talisman was wearing a cool sleeveless high-necked vest, Sherlock had no choice but to pull him back by the collar: "Are you listening to me? This is very, very dangerous!"

Fu Zhao was pressed against the metal wall, with a natural attitude: "Don't you want to go back quickly, there are still things to do..."

Sherlock didn't know what to say for a moment, he paused and added: "I've wanted to say this for a long time, you act impulsively, and you are obviously just a temporary worker assistant who receives the minimum wage. Listen carefully, my main job is Case analysis, there are Thor and Mafia in the field work, and your task is to assist me, not to rush in again when the hotel is full of smoke!"

Fu Zhao hadn't heard much reprimand from others, so he leaned against the wall and stared blankly at those gray eyes...

Gin Boss is more used to telling him what not to do with simple and rude words than to teach him. Vodka can only say two sentences in total, "Brother is right" and "Brother is right".

Fu Zhao was a little puzzled by the lesson: "You mean, when I climb out, the elevator will fall at the speed of [-] soldiers running to the north slope and cut me in half?"

Sherlock, unable to loosen his collar: "...Yes, that's right."

At the same time, the elevator closed the door resolutely as if it could understand human speech, and the lights above the head flickered strangely, and then went out completely!

The air froze for two seconds.

"Ah!" Fu Zhao jumped forward in the darkness to break the silence, hugged Sherlock's right arm and began to tremble, "Something bit me! This is definitely a supernatural event, absolutely! I'm not afraid of those European and American Bloody horror movies but oriental ghosts are a dead end! You can break through head-on when you meet a **** killer, how can the elusive Piao solve it..."

"I think being frightened and talking so much is enough to show that you are in a good state of mind." Sherlock interrupted him calmly, feeling that the elevator had dropped a little more, "Today is too weird, the Security Bureau will be overhauled every six months, it is impossible to appear Such an anomaly."

"I don't know if it's popular in this world to eat kickbacks and bean curd projects." Fu Zhao bravely complained forcefully, feeling like his hair was blowing up. Fortunately, Sherlock didn't get rid of him immediately.

Sherlock took out his mobile phone with sufficient power and turned on the lights, and looked around as usual: "There are two possibilities, one is that the elevator has a physical safety problem, and the other is that someone sneaked into the headquarters of the Security Bureau and tried to do something. "

Is it Loki?His ID card should still be kept, so it shouldn't be a problem to sneak in... No, as long as that card is used, it will trigger the police.

After getting the light source, Fu Zhao calmed down a bit: "The third point, can you keep the flashlight away from your face, I feel a little hairy."

Sherlock was expressionless, and stretched his arm holding the light source a little further.

The sudden power outage interrupted Fu Zhao's self-rescue plan. After a brief panic, he regained his composure and moved his wrist to continue smashing the door!

"Don't move!" Sherlock smelled an ominous smell in the calm, immediately interrupted his movements, and looked around sharply.

Fu Zhao turned his head suspiciously, feeling that it was still a bit cold in the building after taking off his windbreaker, his hairs stood on end.

Sherlock pulled him back a few steps, slowly took out a coin from his body, pressed it against his fingertips and flicked it to the top of his head.

The coin rubbed sparks on the metal wall, it was very clear in the darkness, and finally it was firmly attached to the top!

The symbol looking up: "This is the legendary electromagnetic gun..."

"That's not the problem!" Sherlock frowned seriously, "It's not as simple as a malfunction. Someone energized the elevator wall, and the intensity was gradually increasing. You hit the wall and felt like you were bitten because of an electric shock. Fortunately, at that time, the electric current Not big."

Fu Zhao raised his hand subconsciously, and touched the curly hair: "Who did it, I'm going to kill him! After a long time, the neat hair style exploded again..."

Sherlock took a photo of the coin with the light source of the mobile phone, and confirmed that it was still hanging on the top due to the magnetic force generated by the electrification: "The most troublesome thing now is that we don't know to what extent the voltage will increase."

The safe voltage is only 36 volts, the voltage level of the home circuit is enough to kill, and the Security Bureau usually uses various high-power equipment, so the circuit has been modified...

The only reason they're safe so far is because of the rubber floor mats under their feet, but that's only temporarily safe.

With great difficulty, Fu Zhao smoothed the raised curls, and retreated to the corner to move his legs without touching the wall: "I have to go out and destroy the world, so I don't want to die here. The leather shoes seem to be insulated, right? The elevator doors will be fine."

Sherlock pointed at him with a serious face and warned, "Just now the elevator went down a little bit, and now it's just on the ninth floor, but that doesn't mean you can do that."

Fu Zhao pushed Sherlock aside, and interrupted him neatly: "Although I don't quite understand, but the metal that is electrified will generate a magnetic field, right? You also said that you don't know how the current will gradually increase. The strong magnetic field Even if we don't do anything, we'll all die."

Instead of letting time be wasted in vain waiting, it is better to take the initiative to find vitality!

Fu Zhao took a few steps back to gather strength, and when he was about to kick the elevator door with a standard roundabout...

All abnormalities disappeared in an instant.

The overhead light came on, the elevator returned to normal, the metal door opened with a ding-dong, and the leaping Fu Zhao kicked Thor's chest outside the elevator waiting to enter.

It was as if everything before was an illusion.

……

On the ninth floor of the headquarters building of the Security Bureau, Thor's two-meter-high robust body was kicked back three steps by the talisman, feeling that the freshly healed wounds all over his body tended to burst again!

When Fu Zhao landed lightly, he accidentally bumped into the elevator, and he hadn't figured out the situation yet: "Why did you open the door by yourself... and there was someone standing outside..."

Sherlock's expression became tense when his fingertips touched the metal, but he found that the talisman was safe and sound, looking back for something

The coin that was attracted to the top of the wall fell to the rubber floor mat.

The current is gone and everything is normal.

Sol looked down at the footprints on his chest, and then at the symbol: "...what are you doing?"

"The elevator broke down just now. I was using the traditional repair method of kicking my feet, but I didn't expect to fix it myself before I started repairing it." Fu Zhao picked up the windbreaker and explained seriously while putting it on.

Sol patted off the footprints on his clothes: "I've been waiting for the elevator here, and I haven't found any faults."

how can that be!

Fu Zhao looked at Sherlock for help: "I didn't have hallucinations just now, did I? It's impossible for two people to be insane together?"

"Sol, have you been waiting here?" Sherlock walked out, and the elevator door closed automatically behind him, "Did you leave halfway?"

Sol's body under the T-shirt was stronger because of the bandages, and he met his gray eyes asking without hesitation: "I've been waiting here, I'm the only one."

Sherlock nodded knowingly, without explaining the reason for asking, and helped him reopen the elevator: "I see, have a good weekend, goodbye."

Saul walked in without knowing why, and felt that there was one more job after work, which was to quickly re-bandage the wound.

The newcomer here is actually so powerful, I didn't see it at all...

Fu Zhao straightened his windbreaker collar, walked away from the elevator with lingering fear, and followed Sherlock up the stairs to leave the Security Bureau headquarters.

The safe passage that few people used echoed the footsteps of two people. Sherlock walked ahead, thinking about Thor's answer just now, and remembered something else: "The salary will be paid next month, and give me the ID card."

"What are you doing?" Fu Zhao subconsciously protected his pocket vigilantly. There was only twenty-five cents in it, and he could only buy half a pack of spicy sticks!

Sherlock looked back at him: "I won't lend you money, but... I can help you take care of that poor salary."