The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Hearing the voice, Fu Zhao opened his eyes, still stood there in disbelief, and shook his head thinking he had reason: "Impossible! There is no aptx4869 in this world, so even if you want to trick me, you should at least become an adult."

The shrunken version of Sherlock looked only six or seven years old, his small thin lips were pursed, and he looked impatient: "You entered the office at 18:54 today, and the sleeping bag was rolled up and carried on your right shoulder. The two of us know, we should trust me, right?"

"Really? Why don't I remember." Fu Zhao frowned in pain and pressed the wound, trying to remember but couldn't remember anything.

Who remembers such trivial matters!

"..." The young version of Sherlock suppressed his anger and took a deep breath, then said coldly, "Come here within three seconds, otherwise don't ask me to lend you money."

"Shh, shh, shh..."

The sound of steel claws rubbing each other behind Fu Zhao was getting closer and closer, and he rushed into the playground decisively when he heard that sentence: "I'm coming! Are you... really Sherlock?"

"Otherwise?" Sherlock asked coldly, and slapped away the claws he was trying to pinch his cheek, but his fingertips were stained with a little warm blood.

Fu Zhao sat down slowly in front of him, his voice was weak and his face became paler and paler: "This cold-hearted appearance is quite like him. Sherlock never cares about other people's lives."

"You're not injured at all, why should I care?" Sherlock's child's height is no problem looking down at him who is sitting, and he seriously emphasized his intentions, "This is your dream, in reality you are not injured at all, just fell asleep. You're getting weaker and weaker because you think you're going to bleed and get hurt!"

Fu Zhao's eyes turned black in bursts, and he lost so much blood that he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him. It took him a long time to understand his words: "...I fell asleep? When did I fall asleep?"

"After talking with Jiaye, I returned to the car and found that you were sleeping on the co-pilot. At first, I drove away without paying attention, but later I found that I couldn't wake you up." Sherlock heard the gradually weakening voice, and pointed Putting it on his neck to check his pulse, "Your body temperature is too low... Believe that you are not injured. If you die in this dream, you will not survive in reality!"

"How can I believe that I was almost cut open? Look..." Fu Zhao slowly raised his right hand that was pressing on the wound, and the undried blood flowed down his wrist into his clothes. I didn’t wake up after falling asleep at all, everything from eating hamburger to hallucinations…”

"The hamburger in the back seat hasn't moved." Sherlock held his shaky body.

That's it, the hamburger turned into a heart, that "Sherlock" was a counterfeit, and all the abnormalities happened after opening the paper bag containing the Crab Crab Burger.

Fu Zhao suddenly became happy, and weakly pulled the corners of his mouth to force out a smile: "That's great, I can have another meal after I wake up."

Sherlock shook his head repeatedly hating iron and steel, how could he still think about such a trivial matter?

Even though he knew it was a dream, the blood flowing wantonly from Fu Zhao's body was still deadly like a faucet was turned on!

He has determined that he was "seriously injured by Freddy's attack", and believes that he will lose blood and die soon. If this fact cannot be reversed, he will also stop breathing in reality at the same time!

What should we do……

Looking at the talisman that was only one breath away from death, Sherlock fell into contemplation, and suddenly took off the small windbreaker on his body, and yelled in his ear: "Hold on! I know a very effective bandaging method, at least completely Stop the bleeding!"

Hearing the indistinct voice, Fu Zhao raised his drooping eyes reluctantly and cheered up a little.

Sherlock tore off the clothes on his upper body, and the miniature version of the windbreaker was just able to completely cover the three long scratches. The two sleeves were tightly knotted at the back, and he pressed hard on the proximal end to stop the bleeding.

The red marks on Fu Zhao's upper body finally stopped, his face was still pale, but his pupils gradually became brighter: "I seem to be...better..."

"Believe me, you are really dreaming, as long as the mind is firm enough, all injuries can be healed quickly." Sherlock's immature cheeks also had blood stains, squatting down and staring at his eyes, "I only performed basic bandages, and There is no physical way to completely stop the bleeding. But you believed me just now, so the wound is no longer bleeding."

Fu Zhao lowered his head suspiciously, the small windbreaker bandage in front of him was warm and firm, he raised his hand to touch it, and there was no sign of blood seeping out: "So it was really a dream..."

But the pain and fatigue in the body was very real.

Sherlock, who had memorized the information of all the residents in the West District, put his hands on his shoulders and emphasized: "Listen to me, the person who attacked you was called Freddy. He was burned to death by angry parents because he killed many children in the past. However, he became a ghost and continued to haunt the child in his dreams, relying on the host's fear enhancement power, which is his only ability. As long as you fully control your dreams, you can trap his actions and then wake up."

"Are you kidding, let me trap him?" Fu Zhao quickly flashed Freddy's burnt face in his mind, and shook off his hands on his shoulders, "Let's consider the latter possibility, what should I do?" wake up?"

The young Sherlock coughed, and looked elsewhere: "I didn't realize that something was wrong with you after I left the West End. If you wake up now, Freddy who was attached to you in your dream and left the barrier will regain freedom in the city. He The sojourn is a dream, hard to capture."

"In other words, in order to save the citizens, I have to kill him first before I can wake up? I can't do it, it's too difficult." Fu Zhao resolutely refused, struggling to stand up and walk out of the playground, "No Do you know if it's too late to surrender? I can go and be Freddy's younger brother or something."

"It's not to save others, but you can only wake up if you kill him..." Sherlock stopped in front of him, raised his face coldly, "Freddie could only invade the surface dream at first, but your fear made his Your strength increases instantly, and you can no longer wake up on your own. In other words, you are a vegetable in reality, and you can't do anything except breathe."

Fu Zhao looked down at the little boy who was only around his waist, and raised his hand to pat the top of his head: "Little brother Sherlock, I will never be able to kill him alone. My brother has been afraid of this thing since he was a child, and he would rather be beaten by the boss." I don't want to meet a Freddy even after chasing him for two hundred miles."

"So I'm here!" Sherlock suddenly exploded in anger, grabbed the windbreaker wrapped around his chest and pulled it towards himself, "I'll let you kill that monster, wake up and drive home, get some sleep and continue working overtime tomorrow !"

When Fu Zhao bent over, the wound was throbbing with pain, and he took a deep breath, and walked back muttering, "I don't want to wake up after you say that...Okay, okay, kill him! I've never suffered such a serious injury. It hurts like hell, even the boss of Gin never hit me..."

"I still have the strength to talk nonsense, it seems that I won't die for a while." Sherlock walked to the inside of the playground, explaining the ins and outs: "Before I left, I asked Kayako some things, combined with the research results of the Security Bureau, it can basically be concluded that This kind of conclusion-the residents of the West End have no entity, but have a special magnetic field that can interfere with the brains of ordinary people, so that they can appear in front of them or disappear at will."

Fu Zhao hunched over and limped along in a posture that did not affect the wound: "Then what?"

"Humans have the same magnetic field, but the frequency is different. Conversely, if you control your thinking to a certain extent, you can basically achieve a similar effect...Professor X in the mutant area is a person who has similar abilities. I can't let myself go out of your sight Disappear, but control your thoughts to appear in your dreams after falling asleep, no problem." Sherlock slowed down his speech to make sure he could understand, and put one hand casually in his suit pants.

He just keeps his own thoughts and enters other people's dreams, his appearance will be changed by the dream owner, and under the influence of the subconscious mind, he becomes a useless child, with a white shirt and black vest under the windbreaker, looking like a little gentleman .

Why did some people scream out of fear when they came to the West District, and some people took the opportunity to learn how to control their brainwaves?

Fu Zhao thought about this question very seriously, and found a brand new ice cream cart next to him, happily ran over to support the counter and flipped inside, his movements were extremely flexible.

There is really ice cream!

Fu Zhao immediately picked up the cone and squeezed a giant ice cream with increased quantity and no price increase. Turning around, he suddenly saw Sherlock staring at him with a gloomy face, covering the tear on his chest and explaining: "Then what, I was injured, I must Eat something sweet to restore blood sugar and replenish energy."

"..." Sherlock held his forehead heavily and said nothing.

If there is something to eat, the focus will not always be on the wound.

Fu Zhao licked the cream ice cream and walked towards a bright playground: "Why did this appear in the dream? I remember that at the beginning of the dream, I thought I was in the West District, and what I saw was the street we walked when we came in."

"When you are being chased, you desperately want a place that is absolutely safe, so you made this playground. As long as you don't fear increasing Freddy's strength, he will be kept out." The voice of the baby version of Sherlock With a clear and soft youthful feeling, no matter how serious he is, he can't hide his childishness, "During this period of time, you must find a way to kill him."

Most people cannot absolutely control their own thinking, and it is very difficult to change reality out of thin air.

Only a certain degree of physical conditions in the dream can change the facts identified by the subconscious mind.

No matter how unreasonable things are, they have a chance to come true because this is a dreamland.

For example, Fu Zhao believes that Freddy will die of exhaustion due to a fall on the ground, so as long as he can fall, the evil spirit equipped with ripping claws will be completely wiped out in his dream.