The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Speaking of it, it seems to be the case.

The first person I saw after pushing the door was Sherlock, and then tried to escape, but was sent to prison to have close contact with d3 infected people and let him be honest.

At that time, Sherlock was simply too busy to break his solitary rule and chose Fu Zhao, who didn't look very shrewd, as his assistant.If time could be reversed, he would rather stay up all night for a month to solve the case and stick to the principle of celibacy!

But if you don't break the principle, you will have to eat alone today...

Sherlock picked up the coffee cup in a concealed manner, and after a short period of discomfort, his attitude returned to the previous: "You can't imitate my wisdom, and no one else can."

"Actually, you also helped me with a lot of things, such as dealing with identity certificates..." Fu Zhao reached under the table and touched the ID card with a zero balance in his pocket, "Boss Gin said that it was only through the strength of the organization. Today, it should be replaced by relying on the strength of the Security Bureau here?"

Sherlock was finally satisfied, and drank the coffee in one gulp, but on the surface he didn't take it seriously: "The newcomer is the responsibility of a full-fledged member, and I don't want to help you at all...but the evil organization that should be eliminated finally said something. If it makes sense."

"He also said that people wearing dark purple nightgowns are more sexy." Fu Zhao glanced at him, and quickly added while stroking his chin in a serious manner.

Sherlock's movements were stiff for a few seconds, he stood up decisively and went back to the bedroom to slam the door!After a while, I changed into a white shirt and suit pants and came out...

"Your former boss's words have no reference." He lowered his eyes condescendingly, and sat down again after declaring this sentence, "This is a new world, everything is based on my principles."

Fu Zhao buried his whole face in the packing bag, and said in a lonely voice, "New world... I only realized that I had been dead for a long time when I ate the Roujiamo, probably I haven't accepted the reality before."

This world is completely different from Tokyo. There are no death-like elementary school students on the street, and there are not only sushi sandwiches in convenience stores, but also hot dry noodles and Roujiamo.

"Here, living is the fact." Sherlock's super brain was running wildly. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find the internal logic of the fact of Roujiamo and death. He paused and asked the least technical three words: "Then Woolen cloth?"

The young man who declared that he was going to destroy the world, smiled heartlessly every day, was gentle and harmless, and had the cunning of a teenager.

I thought he wouldn't say such depressing words like "Actually, I've been dead for a long time"...

Fu Zhao's face was pressed against the table, and his voice sounded dull from the wrapping paper bag: "So—I've decided! The next plan is to go deep into the enemy's camp, get a regular job at the Security Bureau, and then you'll be qualified to fly a plane!"

Sherlock raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "Can you drive it? Or use it to hunt down criminals?"

"No, it's okay to drive it to buy groceries." Fu Zhao happily pulled his head out of the bag, and slapped the table to make up his mind.

People have to look forward, he now has a fixed salary and is not in danger of being killed, so of course he can flex his muscles in this world to his heart's content!

It's enough to be lost for 1 minute, man, how can you struggle with it!

Sherlock reluctantly took a bite of the sandwich and found that the taste was not right. After thinking for a second, he came to a conclusion and then looked at Fu Zhao: "Where did the stuffing go? Why is there only bread left in the sandwich?"

"...I don't know, I didn't see it." Fu Zhao held a piece of smoked turkey in his mouth, chewed it while maintaining a calm expression, and moved towards the door, "I'm going back to get ready, you eat slowly."

The time of committing the crime, the moment of returning to the room and changing clothes.

The motive for committing the crime was hunger or greed.

Sherlock deduced the whole process, but as far as food thieves are concerned, the perpetrator's psychological quality is quite good, and he changed his shoes at the door without changing his expression.

"Absolutely, absolutely don't even think about coming to my house again!"

……

Fu Zhao devoted himself to becoming a full-time employee in order to casually use various advanced means of transportation of the Security Bureau, but his plan suffered a fatal blow in the next few days.

Skynet system told him after querying that there are two ways to become a full member, arresting a sufficient number of super criminals and imprisoning them in Phoenix River Prison, or...passing the regularization test questions of the Security Bureau.

And this year's exam is like this.

"Deadpool and Spider-Man are talking about cross talk at a distance of 500 meters from you. At the same time, Wolverine and Black Panther are taking turns scratching Captain America's vibrating gold shield with their paws to cause noise interference. All you have to do is manually record the content of the cross talk with a pen and paper. This book The questions are designed to test the tester's anti-interference ability, concentration, hands-on speed and listening ability. (Full score 100)”

……

The everyday excitement of a superhero depends on the villain, and no villain means complete boredom.

Fu Zhao was completely ignored after stealing the turkey in the sandwich, and Sherlock didn't say a word to him even if he was free.

It was very quiet during this period, and nothing major happened.

It's just that the superhero code-named Black Panther in the mission team was used by the vicious villain during the mission and hit the wall with a "laser pointer" and was slightly injured.

Wuliangye was so boring that he skipped work and walked around several blocks of the city, gaining countless friends with his unmistakable talent.

In the evening at the end of April, the sky was half dark, and Fu Zhao was paralyzed on the bed of the single room in the dormitory without turning on the lights.

After a while, he straightened up and fished for the dart on the head of the gun, raised his hand and shot at the city map hanging at the end of the gun, planning to hang out wherever he landed.

The phone beside the pillow buzzed at the same moment.

On the connected phone, Sherlock's calm voice came out clearly: "Come to the headquarters building, right away."

immediately?

Fu Zhao was stunned for a few seconds before the other party hung up the phone, so he had to climb down to change clothes: "Should it be work? I've been lazy for so long. According to the regulations, I should report. That guy is more or less directly under the superior." .”

Before he went out, he looked back at the position of the dart, which was firmly fixed in a certain area in the west of the city.

West... I don't seem to have heard much about it.

It didn't take much time for Fu Zhao to walk from the dormitory to the headquarters of the Security Bureau, but he broke out in a little sweat.The weather is getting hotter and hotter, even if you put on a thin windbreaker, it will feel thick.

Whether to have aura or coolness, that is the question.

However, the air conditioner in the headquarters building was turned on enough, Fu Zhao arrived at the office and found that his guess before going out was correct.

"On the night shift." Sherlock sat behind the desk and explained briefly, feeling a little lazy to say more, his pupils reflected the light of the computer screen.

Fu Zhao walked over and pointed at himself suspiciously: "Do I need it too? That's right...the task force does not have a fixed working day, but they have to take turns to supervise the case at night, and the duty list will be announced to the outside world."

"It's good that you know." Sherlock typed a series of numbers on the keyboard without looking at him, and said another sentence for the first time.

Fu Zhao didn't know what use he could make, so he took out "Instructions for Villains" and put it on the edge of the table, and sat down lazily.

The regulation of disclosing the list of night shifts is a bit weird, but it is necessary to think about it carefully.

First of all, it can make the masses feel more at ease, realizing that the task force also works, and secondly, it can take care of the mood of the villain.

After all, superheroes are entangled by something called "enemies" these days, and the number of days the enemy can survive is determined according to their appearance and coolness, and it is still developing a plot that people like to hear and see.

And the super criminals have their eyes on a certain hero, and finally broke through the security system and broke into the building, or kidnapped a hostage and shouted "So-and-so, come out to me" on the rooftop, only to find out that he didn't come to work at all today!

The arrogant and crazy criminal froze in place, and the cold wind swept away the fallen leaves, which was more embarrassing...

In order to avoid this kind of situation, the Security Bureau set up such a system, the subtext is "Which hero you see makes trouble when he is on duty, so that we can arrest you as soon as possible."

But for Fu Zhao, a little-known temporary worker hero, there are almost no criminals who fall in love and kill each other.Moreover, even if it appeared, Fu Zhao only wanted to destroy with a red heart, and he would only love each other and not kill each other for the other criminals.

As for the d3 infected who died tragically?That was manslaughter, manslaughter!

In comparison, there are many villains who are interested in Sherlock. Every time he is on night shift, it is a small peak period when the crime rate soars!

However, there hasn't been a character who can be called an "enemy" for so many years. Everyone is only qualified to be imprisoned in Vulture Bay Prison. I regret why I provoke such a person on a whim.

Their elaborate criminal scheme is, on Sherlock's part, level of mischief at best.

In today's Internet age, he can solve most of the cases without even leaving the office, saving a lot of money on gas.

Sherlock, who is on the night shift, usually goes like this: "The field staff sent me the video data. Is there any surveillance in the corner? The footprint at the crime scene is enlarged...Then, the identity of the criminal is already obvious..."

Such speeches can often be repeated for seven days until the end of the night shift week. Although there are cases that can only be solved by going to the scene in person during this period, the situation is extremely rare.

Fu Zhao accompanied him on the night shift for two days, from being eager to try at the beginning to becoming listless, he almost tore through the book "The Villain's Notes".

Fu Zhao couldn't absorb the experience of extinction in the clumsy case, so he started to do some philosophical thinking, which is commonly known as cranky thinking and not doing business.

Like when did Steven become Captain America?When in uniform?Or when holding a shield?

Isn't he Captain America if he doesn't save the world?Or is there no duty to save the world without wearing a uniform?What's the difference between a shield and a pot lid?Can the pot lid save the world?

On the third day of the night shift, the headquarters building, the floor of the office is very bright.

Fu Zhao simply brought a sleeping bag from home, and started laying out bed after it got dark. Anyway, there is no shortage of places to sleep in the huge office.

"What's for supper?" Fu Zhao thought while laying on his sleeping bag, and decided to invite the hard-working Sherlock back. "How about ordering the Krab King? I heard that their crab cake is a signature."

Sherlock didn't intend to answer him at first, but Fu Zhao was very idle, and he would keep asking questions regardless of the question. He looked up from the screen and said simply: "Hamburger, a big glass of iced coffee."

"Understood!" Fu Zhao crossed his legs on the sleeping bag, took out his mobile phone and used Skynet to check the order number of Krab King.

Since being cleaned up, the Skynet system has become more and more cute, replacing the original cold electronic voice, from Zhengtai to Yujie's voice line changes every day.

Fu Zhao's cell phone hadn't dialed yet, and the fixed phone on the desk was ringing loudly.

The number came from the front desk of the headquarters: "Mr. Holmes? There was... someone reported the crime, and I asked her to go upstairs to find you."

He didn't hear the content of the call, thinking it was just a small episode, he shook his head and placed the order.

Sherlock hung up the phone and looked at him thoughtfully.

Those who can directly report to the headquarters must come from... there.