The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Sherlock's words are not threats, there are enough facts to prove that the positive and negative forces of "reincarnation" are competing with each other.

For example, before Professor X and his students were summoned to the present world, Magneto led the brotherhood to cross over the next day.

Now the two sides are still fighting in the mutant zone, arguing every day about the answer to the question of "who abandoned who first". The Golden Gate Bridge has been demolished, built and demolished. I heard that the stadium has started to be demolished recently, and it hasn't stopped for a day. Pass!

Skynet quickly searched the database for supporting evidence, and immediately replaced it with a soft and cute loli female voice: "Brother Holmes, don't do this!"

Fu Zhao laughed so hard that he almost lay on the ground, and plugged the plug back in with trembling hands: "Hahahaha Skynet, you can actually switch the voice line!"

Skynet returned to the main body, and the host started to operate, experiencing an extremely smooth feeling, using the projector to project a carefully selected perfect female image in mid-air.

Skynet has long been inferior to its previous life. In just ten minutes, it announced its renunciation of rule, and tried its best to please the people present and try to eliminate the crime.

But it's useless...

Sherlock glanced at the virtual beauty as if looking at wood, calmly turned his head and began to enter new commands for Skynet in front of the huge lit screen: "Skynet, I would rather you display the latest case information."

Fu Zhao finally had enough of laughing, took back his phone and edited the message: "Can you tell other members to unblock the Central District? What are you doing?"

Sherlock stopped flying his fingers on the touch-screen keyboard and nodded: "Modify some programs to reduce its hostility to humans, and then set my information as absolute confidentiality."

Several screens and touch keyboards in the whole room are "Skynet", and there are more than one host, but in response to the call of the Security Bureau for energy conservation and emission reduction, only some of them are kept running at night.

Under Sherlock's operation, all the hosts are turned on, and they are turned off one by one after confirming that there are no loopholes after the modification.

Fu Zhao sent the release message, and looked at the jumping program code on the screen unexpectedly: "You know this? I thought you were just helping to solve the case."

"I have learned part of it. Other people are responsible for the maintenance of Skynet-related equipment and systems." Sherlock replied briefly after hitting the Enter key, his tense expression relaxed a bit.

"Don't you need to meet other members?" Fu Zhao glanced at his phone, and most of them had already sent a reply to call it a day.

The standby screen was reflected in Sherlock's eyes, and he leaned on the table with ease: "Why did you meet? The matter has been resolved, and everything is perfect."

"Theoretically speaking, it is immoral for you to call everyone over to help in the middle of the night, and then drive them back without even saying hello!" The heroes fight against injustice.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows confidently: "It's okay, they're used to it."

Fu Zhao mentioned that he started to feel sleepy in the middle of the night, and rubbed his eyes to confirm the time: "I'm going back to the hospital... I have to sleep, and now it should be counted as overtime, so I refuse to work tomorrow!"

"Don't go to the hospital, I'm fine, so I'm going home tonight." Sherlock stood up, and when he habitually adjusted the windbreaker, he realized that the clothes on his body were not his own.

Fu Zhao keenly scanned the slightly wet marks on his left shoulder: "Then let me drive you, can you hold the steering wheel with one hand?"

When a person's shining points are too strong, other advantages will become less obvious.

In addition to his quick thinking, Sherlock is also an excellent boxer. His body is slender but his physique is not that bad. It's just that what impresses people is usually wisdom, so others subconsciously ignore this point.

What's more, the field personnel of the Security Bureau are all monster-level!

The former Thor, super soldiers injected with mysterious serum, genetically modified agents... In comparison, the bright spots of "excellent" are too weak.

For example, Fu Zhao, like Husky, uses his words and deeds to make the world go crazy every day, but the people who are irritated don't realize that they can't beat him until they do it.

Even if you beat him, you can't catch up with his escape speed.

And in that world where there are black organizations, it’s like playing with a person with a name and a surname to hide from a bullet. Saying hello is basically a skill that anyone can master!

But...is this the flash point?

The two left the headquarters building side by side through the long and empty corridor. This time, nothing strange happened.

Fu Zhao's rare silence along the way, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground, fatigue was the main reason, and Sherlock's reaction made him even more concerned.

That person will never lose his mind due to pressure and unfavorable situations, and Fu Zhao knew it very clearly on the first day he came to this world.

Sherlock's plan is very careful to send the members of the organization who aspire to become villains to prison, monitor the D3 infected people nearby and then take them into account.

But after Skynet exposed the last paragraph of that document, his state was so shocking that he could hardly think rationally!

What is wrong with Sherlock can only prove one thing, that is, he has experienced similar incidents before and has some allergies.

It's as if Fu Chao embezzled the organization's public funds to buy spicy noodles and was chased out of Erlidi. Now whenever he sees this thing, he will subconsciously go around to check whether the gin is there.

"Ah, Sherlock—" Fu Zhao walked down the brightly lit front entrance steps of the headquarters building, stretched his waist and looked up at the sky, "How did you die in the previous world?"

Sherlock turned around and walked towards the outdoor parking lot without any emotion: "It has nothing to do with you."

Sherlock, as a full member of the Security Bureau, of course doesn't need to live in a dormitory with average conditions, but has another residence near the central area.

The black jaguar merged into the neon-colored street, and Fu Zhao held the steering wheel to observe the road conditions: "The bus in the central area has stopped, and there is no subway. How do you go back after I finish the delivery?"

Sherlock leaned against the car window and closed his eyes to rest: "I didn't ask you to drive, the wound doesn't hinder driving."

"Then I'll just jump out of the car and leave now." Fu Zhao sneakily poked him on the shoulder after being shot, and laughed meanly when he heard the air-conditioning voice next to his ear, he stepped up the accelerator but didn't jump out of the car.

Sherlock covered his left shoulder and frowned, and didn't bother with him for driving safety: "The traffic in the central district is not as developed as other neighborhoods, because there is no need for public transportation. Everyone has their own means of transportation, and the top floor of the headquarters building is the airport. You can also apply for a plane."

In other words, the temporary worker Wuliangye had a miserable life...

After all, apart from carrying out secret missions or low-key costume changes, superheroes can cause a sensation at the level of the king's appearance wherever they go. Some people like to drive a Batmobile that costs tens of millions, some are luxury motorcycles, and some can fly by themselves...

Not many superheroes take the subway to save the world anyway.

"Is there still a plane? Although I don't have a novelist father who has given a training class in Hawaii, I have always wanted to fly a plane!" Fu Zhao didn't look at the road, but stared at Sherlock in high spirits, "Hey hey , how to apply?"

"Become an official member first." Sherlock said lightly, extinguishing hope, and the night scene outside the window quickly receded.

Fu Zhao sighed unwillingly and continued to focus on driving, but couldn't help but yawned again, lazily, and very disapproving of traffic safety.

Didn't answer the call?

Sherlock was a little surprised but didn't say it out. After waking up, he was busy solving Skynet's troubles, but his ability to observe the surroundings did not weaken.

Wearing Fuzhao's coat, he remembered it before taking his ID card and entering the building. On the day he was attacked by an out-of-control robot, Fuzhao was wearing the same clothes.

The number of snacks consumed on the bedside table is also considerable...

That is to say, during the period of his coma, Fu Zhao never left and was awake.