The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Gin is probably the only one whose hobby is headshots... Fu Zhao touched the back of his head which was intact, but he didn't feel lucky at all.

That guy Sherlock should have used anesthesia. He woke up and appeared in the prison, sitting behind the cold railing door with tears in his eyes and rolling up the sleeves of his overly long prison uniform.

The first member of the Black Organization to be imprisoned in another world, Wuliangye... It's really embarrassing to the organization!

"What a lousy place..." Fu Zhao sighed on the single bed covered with yellowed bed sheets, and looked up boredly outside.

The prison cells in this prison are mainly single rooms. The small rooms lined up on both sides of the corridor are almost full of criminals. The front wall was replaced with a thick railing.

From here, you can see the corridor and the residents in the cell opposite. Whether they go to the toilet or snore, they are all under the watchful eyes of others. In short, they have no right to sex.

"...Hey, the one on the other side, are you dead?" The space in the cell is limited, and Fu Zhao could reach the railing by kicking his legs while sitting on the bed.

The sense of boredom after a brief novelty drove him crazy.

The person who was locked opposite was a young man with average facial features. After hearing the voice, he stared at the photo of the amulet with dead eyes, and then slowly turned his head away.

Fu Zhao persisted: "It's boring to be locked up, why don't we chat?"

The youth still did not speak.

"There won't be any difficulty in speaking..." Fu Zhao muttered with his chin propped up, "The three meals here are all sent to the prison cells, and it doesn't mean that we should go out to have a good time. It's too boring without any entertainment. .It's my first time in jail...you seem to be quite used to it?"

The irritable young man simply turned around, sat cross-legged on his bed, and gave a silent back view to the corridor.

If you can't successfully chat with the other party, don't expect daily entertainment!

Fu Zhao, who will not give up easily, jumped off the bed and walked towards the railing: "The problem is that I was thrown here without committing a crime! I have successfully escaped from robbing banks before... Oh, I didn't mean to rob here, that was in my previous life After all, it was destroyed by our boss just after the robbery."

"... Robbery, bank?" The young man who was also wearing a gray-blue prison uniform finally became interested, turned and leaned against the wall, and looked at the amulet.

Wuliangye, who was born in a transnational criminal organization, suddenly felt proud of the attention of everyone, and nodded frantically: "Yes, I did it! Uh... I was the mastermind of the boss of Gin, but I still did a lot of assistance! By the way, the boss is the mastermind." It's the boss, and Gin is only the second in command, but it seems a bit wrong to be called the second child of Gin... So I just called him the boss."

The man who can't stand loneliness finally has an audience!Fu Zhao automatically turned the young man's eyes into admiration, proudly bragging about his glorious history to the newcomers.

Of course, he selectively forgot about buying lipstick for Belmode or patching the gin trench coat.

"The organization I belong to is huge, with members all over the world... Well, although [-]% of them are undercover agents. I have been in the organization for so long, and I have seen FBI undercover agents, CIA undercover agents, police undercover agents... and an incalculable number of Chaoyang people. Ah ...Thinking about that battle really makes my blood boil, Chaoyang crowd is too scary." Fu Zhao sat on the ground with one leg curled up, leaning on the railing and sighed, "Don't use that kind of contemptuous look, don't you feel that you are getting in the way of many undercover traitors? Is it a symbol of strength that the organization can still stand up to now under such circumstances!"

The young man interrupted him perfunctorily: "Oh..."

What a disgrace!Fu Zhao knocked on the railing: "I've finished talking, it's your turn."

"What?" The young man was taken aback, his pale face turned to this side.

Fu Zhao looked at the number plate on the opposite cell: "Since you're in jail, you must have done something exciting, let's hear it."

"I'm innocent." The young man sternly retorted.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhao climbed up the railing and stood up: "I was locked up without doing anything? Couldn't it be Sherlock who did it too..."

Not sure if that guy counts as a cop, job seems to be keeping world peace?Then you can't arrest people randomly!

He came to this world and didn't do anything, and was locked up inexplicably?It is not sure how many days it will be closed, and whether there is any law!

The young man on the opposite side looked serious: "Who are you talking about?"

"A gray-eyed god—" Before Fu Zhao could finish speaking, a piercing siren suddenly sounded from the end of the corridor!

He raised his voice in the flickering dim red light to complete the words: "—crazy."

It's a pity that the sound was drowned in the fire alarm, and I don't know if the other party heard it.

The reason why Fu Zhao can accurately judge the fire alarm is because thick smoke and burnt smell began to fill up with the ringing of the bell... Did you catch up with the fire scene when you were in prison for the first time?

"Aren't there prison guards? I don't want to burn to death here!" Fu Zhao shook the prison railing for help, and the smoke in the air became thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously it was just a few wisps of smoke just now, but now it almost makes him unable to breathe!

"I'd rather be headshot a thousand times by the gin boss than be choked to death here...cough cough cough..." Fu Zhao knelt down beside the railing coughing, trying to lower his body to avoid inhaling the thick smoke floating upwards.

Prisoners on this level of prison coughed and called for help one after another, but no one responded, and it was impossible to see where the fire started.

In the increasingly thinning oxygen, Fu Zhao wiped away his tears and looked up, wanting to confirm whether the young man living opposite was still alive. He couldn't see the other side in the smoke, but suddenly found the cell's electronic lock beeping...opened?

The sophisticated and strong electronic lock has triple identity authentication, and only supervisors of a certain level can open it. If a prisoner tries to break it, he will be instantly deprived of consciousness by high-voltage electricity, so Fu Zhao looked around and never tried to escape.

But now I don't know if it was for the escape of the prisoners, all the electronic locks were opened at the same time, and the detainees who were still able to move struggled to the exit.

Fu Zhao carefully pushed open the railing door and crawled forward in the corridor. The cell opposite was empty, and it seemed that the young man had also escaped.

The smoke in the scorching air gradually began to turn yellow, and it seemed that there were sulfur compounds burning at the same time, which made Fu Shao shed tears continuously.With tears in his eyes, he saw a face suspended in the smoke, which flashed past and was soon swallowed up.

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"The following is a big news. Crow Harbor Prison, which is in charge of the Central District, was around [-]:[-] p.m. yesterday. Due to aging lines and fires, multiple equipment failures caused the weak prison defense system to be breached by hackers. More than [-]% of the criminals escaped in the chaos. not captured..."

Fu Zhao was woken up by the chattering morning news, and sat up from the bed with tears streaming down his face.

"Isn't it just that I was successfully released from prison? I'm so excited to be so excited. I'm not good at dealing with men's tears." Sherlock turned down the volume of the TV, threw away the remote control and loosened his tie.

The gray-eyed man in a black suit was exceptionally energetic, in stark contrast to the decadent face still wearing a prison uniform.

"I remember... the prison was on fire... and the tears were smoked out by the smoke!" Fu Zhao patted his face to wake himself up, but still felt a little afraid of light.

Sunlight came in from the window, and you could still see the towering buildings outside. The wards were clean and filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Sherlock nodded on the sofa not far away: "You're so smart."

"...And then?" Fu Zhao pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his words, trying to suppress his anger.

Sherlock's short hair reflected dark brown in the sun, and his tone was quite serious: "Yesterday, the prison caught fire, and [-]% of the prisoners escaped. After they were successfully captured, they only had to be sentenced. Li was fainted by smoke and failed to escape from prison, so I carried you out."

Excited, Fu Zhao casually grabbed the pillow on his back and threw it over: "I didn't break the law at all, I didn't break the law!"

So why do you say it like you picked up a big deal!When I followed the organization to make heaven and earth before, I never got into such troublesome creatures as the police...

Sherlock caught the pillow with one hand and put it on the edge of the sofa: "Really? I remember someone once said that he successfully robbed a bank or something, or did he have an auditory hallucination? Look under your pillow. If you don't want to be held accountable, take Good for your new identity."

Fu Zhao turned his head suspiciously, and when the pillow was thrown out, the beige metal card and a stack of documents were revealed underneath.

There was nothing special on the surface of the metal card, so he picked up the file and flipped through it.

"Certification of the reincarnation system, a temporary worker of the special task force of the Central District Security and Defense Bureau, number 4264..." Fu Zhao read out the words on the document line by line, "What do you mean?"

"Please be a little efficient as a human being, and ask me if you still can't solve the problem after reading it." Sherlock opened his mouth lightly and looked away, disdaining to do basic science popularization for ordinary people.

... This modern city where crimes happen every day has a total of 72 blocks. Each block has complete and independent living facilities, and residents rarely interact with people from other districts.

The security work that urgently needs to be maintained is handed over to the security and defense sub-bureaus of each block. The head office is set up in the central area, which is where Fu Zhao is now.

Generally speaking, people from the sub-bureau will not intervene in security incidents in other blocks. Only the special task force belonging to the Central District can parachute to any block to assist in security operations. Under special circumstances, it is not a problem to have the best command of other blocks.

"It's really an institution I hate more than the police..." Fu Zhaozai read it carefully, and murmured in a low voice, "But some members of the task force seem to come from other places like me?"

To be precise, other worlds.

This super city is also rich in super criminals!In order to ensure the normal work of the Security and Defense Bureau, people with outstanding abilities will be called to this world by a system called "Reincarnation" to assist them after passing the review.

Therefore, the success rate of committing crimes is less than 1%, and the amulet recognized as "five-star security" will appear here after death.

— Became an honorable temporary worker.

"I have already handled the relevant procedures for you. From now on, you are a member of the Security Bureau of the Central District. The metal card is the proof of identity. The replacement procedure after loss is very troublesome, so don't expect me to help you." Sherlock He glanced at the action of flipping through to make sure he saw where, and opened his mouth to add when appropriate.

The meaning of this sentence is probably to let him keep his identity certificate.

Fu Zhao closed the file with a gloomy expression on his face.

"You must have experienced the feeling of prison. Why, choose to be my assistant or go back to face the prison?" Sherlock's attitude was still bad, but he felt a little more sincere than last time.

Fu Zhao covered his face with the document, and a dull voice floated out: "I choose...to be a partner of justice."

Sorry, Boss Gin, I've shamed the Black Organization...

However, this kind of behavior can also be called sneaking into the enemy camp to collect information. If one day there is a chance to return to the original world, it can also be used as first-hand information for the organization and contribute to building blocks with decent people!

So... it shouldn't be considered a betrayal, right?

Fu Zhao really couldn't bear to continue to increase the proportion of traitors in the organization.

The news that a large number of detainees escaped from prison was still being broadcast on the TV in a loop, and Sherlock had already listened casually: "Every day in this city, countless super criminals express that they want to destroy the world..."

"Really?" Fu Zhao's eyes lit up, secretly thinking about the chances of success in escaping again to learn from a teacher.

"Don't think about it, your information has already been registered. In order to prevent losing contact due to accidents, the actions of everyone in the special mission team are closely monitored, and you can find them wherever you go." Sherlock immediately saw what he was planning. , the gray pupil sees everything in the sunlight, "Alright assistant, it's working time now, do you still remember what you saw in the prison?"