The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Sherlock, who had been sitting there for two hours, looked as calm as ever, and murmured in a low voice: "The door lock opens automatically...what's the reason for trapping me here?"

Fu Zhao walked briskly, patted his chest with a proud expression: "In order to wait until I come out, for the sake of saving you once, would you like to..."

"Absolutely not." Sherlock interrupted before the question came out, and his meaningful eyes fell on Saul: "The people who have the motivation to do these things are all in Phoenix River Prison, and the only people who have the ability are the members of the task force." , the only one who possesses both ability and motivation..."

The time locked in an empty conference room was not wasted, but no useful clues came to mind either.

Fu Zhao had no hope of borrowing money, so he sighed in disappointment and went to the side to entertain himself.

Sol blocked the entrance to prevent the door from being locked again, and frowned inadvertently while thinking seriously: "Well, I admit that the possibility of Loki is very high, he is familiar enough with this place, and has always regarded you as the biggest threat."

Sherlock shook his head slowly, stood up and walked towards the door: "Let's discuss it in another place, but let me be clear first, I don't think he did it. When I first entered the conference room, the doors and windows were locked, so I confirmed the news again at that time and found that The meeting notifications from Skynet on the phone completely disappeared. Loki is not a genius in systems, he can't do this."

The super computing power of the Skynet system can assist all superheroes at the same time, and it is the strongest soft defense of the Security Bureau.Loki used to rely on divine power. After losing the scepter, he had to choose other weapons. He didn't have much time to learn C language to enrich himself. Of course, it was impossible to break the system.

Sol moved away from the door sideways, with a serious expression: "There are only a few people in the city who can break through Skynet and only send messages to you, and most of them are concentrated in the central area...Did you do it by your own people?"

"I'm still thinking about it." Sherlock replied briefly. After going out, he found someone missing around him, and turned to look at the meeting room, "Fu Zhao, let's go... That is a projection device, can you please leave it alone!"

Fu Zhao has been in a state of excitement since he entered the meeting room with a strong sense of technology, groping for things of interest like in a playground.

The long table, which can accommodate about 40 people, uses an LCD screen as the desktop. He heard Sherlock's urging as soon as he pressed his hand, and he was looking for the switch: "I know, I know, I'm just curious."

Reluctant to leave the meeting room, Fu Zhao followed behind him dejectedly, mumbling and complaining: "Why are temporary workers treated differently? I also want to hold meetings in this kind of place! Although I don't know what decent people generally say in meetings... ..."

Sherlock put up his wide collar to cover his ears, and communicated with Thor about the business: "As long as there is an unauthorized change in the Skynet system, an alarm will be issued. There is still no movement in the technical department. Maybe we should go and have a look."

"Technology department? Are they the ones responsible for maintaining the Skynet system?" Fu Zhao with sharp ears heard a few key words and squeezed between the two to interrupt the conversation, "Skynet is an artificial intelligence system with the ability to repair itself , That group of people are very idle every day, and today I want to see the new mechanical warrior sent by Iron Man, I guess they are not working at this time."

Sherlock's feet slipped suddenly: "Mechanical Warrior... why do you know about this?"

The subtext is, why don't I know?

Fuzhao looked as if it should be taken for granted, and said in a relaxed tone, "I heard it from the chat yesterday."

"It seems that there is such a thing." Sol interjected on the left side of Fuzhao, looked at the time and added, "Stark personally donated a batch of mechanical soldiers to the Security Bureau of the Central District to help maintain the security of the headquarters, and it is probably shipped here now .This matter was not posted on the intranet, and I also heard it from others."

Most of the rest of the mission had heard about it, but no one thought to tell Sherlock.

After all, after the special notification, the possibility of receiving a "what's none of my business" as a reply is the highest, and it can also prove how cold his interpersonal relationship is.

A genius is always lonely, and others have gotten used to avoiding communication with him outside of work.

Fu Zhao patted Sherlock's shoulder hard to comfort him: "It's okay, I can tell you all the gossip I've heard these days, so you're willing to..."

Sherlock took out his wallet helplessly, took out the neat banknotes inside and solemnly handed them to him: "Take it, and then stay away from me and don't talk."

"Understood!" Fu Zhao got his wish and ran towards the end of the corridor, and suddenly found something novel and turned his head to wave at them, "Come and see the mechanical warriors sent by Stark Industries, as expected, rich people are different... "

Tony Stark, code-named Iron Man, is not only a superhero, but also a representative of local tyrants in this city. He is responsible for the security of other areas and does not work at the headquarters, but spends a huge sum of money every three days to support the central area. Other members send out red envelopes.

In short, very popular decent people.

In the open area at the end of the corridor, the new mechanical warrior donated by Iron Man activated the basic action functions, and slowly walked to the top floor under the leadership of the technical department staff.

The weight of the mechanical warriors is astonishing and there are a lot of money. The elevator can't carry them all, so they go up through the stairs.

Fu Zhao happened to catch a glimpse of their backs in the stairwell, so he chatted with the staff of the technical department: "Assigned to different floors to be responsible for the guards? I always feel that the robots move slowly... eh? Just connected to the system but have not yet adjusted the motions ?"

The shells of these two-meter-high mechanical warriors are painted in alternate colors of gold and red, basically the same appearance as Iron Man's own armor, but the heads are not anthropomorphic, and the machine structure is completely retained, only the eyes are dimly lit faint blue dots.

Fu Zhao stretched out his hand and touched his cold shell curiously, feeling that the Gundam figures he collected were completely incomparable!

The mechanical warrior at the end of the queue took the initiative to stop, and stood there docilely and silently.

Thor and Stark used to be colleagues, and he was used to seeing this kind of high-tech products, so he was not very interested.

Sherlock who was passing by just took a glance and walked towards the elevator. When he passed by the high-tech people, the eyes of the mechanical warrior whose function was not fully activated suddenly brightened, and he rushed towards him quickly!

Fu Zhao was about to touch the robot which was said to be expensive, but when he stretched out his hand, it was empty!The steel man-shaped defense machine suddenly became flexible, unlike the one without the activation function, and the movement was amazingly accurate when attacking Sherlock!

"Be careful!" Fu Zhao's intuition for danger, which he had cultivated the day after tomorrow, played a role again, and he couldn't stop the robot, so he had to remind him sharply.

The tall mechanical warrior raised his right leg and kicked fiercely towards the place where Sherlock was standing before, and there was still no sign of stopping after throwing himself into space!

The staff responsible for debugging was quite shocked: "Impossible... I definitely did not turn on the combat function, everything is factory settings, and the driving energy of the robot is still half full! Why are other products fine..."

There was only one machine that went berserk, and although it failed two consecutive attacks, the machine would not feel frustrated, and it never gave up and locked Sherlock with its eyes.

Sol reacted and pulled Sherlock aside. He was punched in the abdomen and still couldn't fall, but he kept coughing because of the internal organs being concussed.

Fu Zhao tried to approach the robot from behind, and asked in a leisurely manner: "Don't you still have a hammer, you can use it as a weapon."

"Leave it at home. I won't be able to lift Thor's Hammer after I lose my strength!" Sol clutched his injured abdomen, his face pale.

The staff calmed down from the panic, and reminded: "The switch to control the energy is behind, and it will be fine if it is completely turned off!"

"Behind? Don't you prepare a remote control for such a high-tech thing!" Fu Zhaohuo rolled up his sleeves, stepped on the wall and leaped high, and appeared behind the robot like lightning, fumbling with his hands, "Switch Where? Where! Oh needless to say, I just accidentally removed the entire control panel...do you need compensation?"

All the robot's movements stopped immediately, and it stood there as if it was dead, and the chaotic voices suddenly fell silent.

Fu Zhao let out a sigh of relief with one hand hanging on the back of the robot, and smiled at the victim with half of his face exposed from above his shoulders: "High technology and the like, just don't rely on... spectrum..."

Sherlock and him looked at each other, his lower lip was slightly raised, and there was a little more imperceptible trust in those gray eyes that were always written with sarcasm.

"boom!"

The blue light in both eyes was dimmed, and the mechanical warrior was able to raise his hand even after the energy source was turned off, and his right wrist was folded inward, exposing the black hole to easily aim at the target.

Sherlock's expression froze on his face, and he slowly fell to the ground covering the place where he was shot in disbelief.

The not-so-loud sound of leaving the chest echoed in the corridor, causing Fu Zhao to be in a trance for a moment, but his brain was clearly aware of a problem.

In fact... Even if he doesn't go out to find Sherlock, the locked door of the conference room will be opened at some point, and the people locked inside are anxious to return to the office to confirm the situation, and the corridor leading to the elevator is the only way to go .

Someone needs Sherlock to be here at that fixed time, just in time for the out-of-control mechanical warrior.

"—Sherlock!!!"