The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Although it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish, Fu Zhao, as a villain who loves to get something for nothing, still prefers a simpler and rougher way.

He would rather Sherlock throw out a stack of banknotes directly, and then arrogantly said, "You mortals, take the money and get out of my sight."

There was no disturbance in the process of leaving the headquarters of the Security Bureau through the stairs, and there was no danger of being trapped or high-voltage electricity.

However, the feeling of electric current rubbing against the skin in the dark elevator was so impressive that Fu Zhao still had lingering fears, and he went up the stairs to work the next day.

The height of the [-]th floor is only. He used to run [-] meters in wooden clogs in order to avoid the pursuit of gin and wine, and finally jumped onto the roof!

After a while, Fu Zhao finally arrived at the destination, leaning on the wall and slowly moving forward. When he climbed into the office, he bumped into Sherlock who was about to go out, and said hello weakly: "Good morning... By the way, are you okay?"

"I took the elevator up with many people." Sherlock relaxed, buttoned up his formal coat and walked out the door, "Go to the meeting first, you wait for me here."

Fu Zhao rushed to the chair with the last of his strength, sat down with nodding his head and panted heavily.

The current economic difficulties have not been alleviated, but since the salary will be taken care of from next month, the sense of financial crisis is not so serious.

Just money.

The accident yesterday was obviously because someone wanted to kill Sherlock, how could the person involved be so calm?

A series of sensational titles such as "Elevator Murder Case" and "Super Brain Electric Shock Mystery" have appeared in Fu Zhao's head... However, the bear detective who caused the case to happen is not in this world, so his responsibility can basically be ruled out .

"That guy Sherlock is annoying sometimes, but he won't be so hated that he wants to kill him... Then what will I do with my salary next month..." Fu Zhao was not used to getting up early, and lay on the table in a daze Thinking deeply, he fell asleep after a while.

Consciousness became more blurred in the dream, Fu Zhao suddenly felt a cold wind approaching him slowly, opened his eyes with a swish, and sat up straight like a corpse.

First he saw the darker blond hair, and then Saul's chiseled manly face, muscular under the clothes.

Thor, the god of thunder, took back his investigative action and took a step back: "Hey, I'm here to find Sherlock, what about others?"

Fu Zhao rubbed his eyes and said weakly, "Ah... are you looking for him? It seems that I'm going to a meeting."

"A meeting?" Sol stood by his desk, took out his mobile phone and looked through the news from the Skynet system, "No case has happened recently, and most of the people in the headquarters are away. Even if there is a meeting, we should use the internal system to notify us... Xia When did Locke go out?"

Fu Zhao gradually put away his sleepwalking expression, vaguely aware of a problem, and frowned after confirming the current time: "I left in a hurry this morning, and it's been two hours and I haven't come back..."

two hours?

Not right, so wrong.

Mr. Thor firmly believes that his younger brother Loki, who has turned into a madman, is still a good person, so he has a huge disagreement with Sherlock, who has a different opinion. Moreover, when the abnormality in the elevator disappeared yesterday, Sol happened to appear outside...

Fu Zhao and Sol looked at each other, and couldn't see what was hidden under his expression, but he overturned his guess in his heart.

He is the god of thunder, even if he loses most of his power now, he won't be in trouble with humans!

After a brief silence, Fu Zhao decided to get down to business, jumped up and rushed out the door: "My salary is ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Wait a minute." Sol just took a step slowly, and there was no one in the corridor outside the office. When he was wondering where he went, Fu Zhao poked his head out around the corner.

"Well, I haven't been here for a long time so I don't know much about it. Where is your conference room?" Fu Zhao didn't know which direction to go, he froze in place and decided to get rid of his reckless habits.

Sol shook his head helplessly, beckoning him to come over: "Not on this floor, if he really left after receiving the meeting notice, then he should be downstairs."

There are many members of the task force, and it is normal for them not to know each other. Members usually act together, and each person undertakes operations in a certain field according to his or her expertise.

Sherlock is an exception. He is rarely responsible for field work and does not team up with his companions. He only answers the questions they bring. He walks alone and has no communication with other people outside of business.

A precision machine made to work...

The elevator opened with a ding-dong sound, and Fu Zhao arrived at the fifth floor and got out of the elevator in fear, and rushed directly to the general meeting room not far away, unable to catch up with Sol's speed!

This floor is closed to casual workers, so he didn't stop by when he was hanging out.

The door of the comprehensive meeting room was closed, and Fu Zhao didn't open it after swiping his ID card. He took a deep breath, poured his strength into his hands and began to knock on the door frantically: "Sherlock, don't hide in it and keep quiet, I know You are in a meeting! You have the ability to go to the meeting, and you have the ability to open the door!"

Sol, who followed up, put his hands on his shoulders: "...I don't think he can agree even in the conference room according to your momentum of slamming the door."

Fu Zhao stopped his movements and rubbed his red fists, cleared his throat and turned his head: "I'm afraid he won't be able to hear you if the voice is too low. This door is still made of metal...it hurts me to death."

"Let me do it." Sol pushed him aside, found out his identity card and swiped it lightly in the sensing area, but there was no response.

He swiped the card again, and at the same time fingerprint assisted unlocking, but only a green opening prompt was given above the sensing area, and the door still could not be pushed open.

Fu Zhao stretched out his toe and kicked the bottom: "Did someone lock the door from the inside?"

A vague response came from the meeting room: "...No."

When Fu Zhao heard the sound, he immediately put his ear to the door panel to confirm: "Sherlock? Are you locked inside? It's good that you are not injured. I don't have to think about how to solve the murder case in the secret room..."

If they worked so hard to open the door and found Sherlock's body lying in a pool of blood, while the windows were closed, then the problem would turn to the direction that Fu Zhao was not good at, which was solving puzzles.

Sherlock's voice was still calm, and he couldn't hear the joy of being rescued: "I have been locked up since I entered the door. There is no signal, and the windows are locked. If you noticed earlier, it would have saved me at least two hours. .”

If you can still complain, it means that there is really no problem.

Fu Zhao squatted down, his eyes were at the same level as the door lock, and he held his chin and muttered: "Although I can pick locks, I'm still not good at this kind of high-tech... Sol, how about kicking the door open?"

Regardless of the past or the present, Thor has always been a powerful figure, violently destroying a door is not a problem at all, he takes a few steps back and moves forward with strength, his muscles are strong and his movements are smooth, and his half-length soft blond hair draws an arc in the air...

However, just when his heel almost hit the door——

The familiar scene was staged again.

The door lock opened automatically with a beep, and all abnormalities disappeared. Sol barely contained the surging force, and the bulging veins almost burst his muscles!

Standing by the side, Fu Zhao applauded slowly in admiration: "Thunder God is extraordinary, and he opened it before he touched it. I would at least have to kick this kind of door three or five times to open it."

Sherlock sat quietly in the most conspicuous place of the meeting room, looked outside the door and raised two fingers: "...It's the second time."

"What's the second time?" Fu Zhao walked in and looked around curiously, and realized something belatedly, "Oh, you're trapped somewhere for the second time, but luckily I'm here this time. How about it, Have you found out the suspicious person who wants to kill you?"