The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Fu Zhao has been in a bad temper for the past few days. I don't know if he was affected by the negative aura of the dark world. It was just an ordinary bickering, but he became seriously angry.

"I'm thinking carefully about how to defeat the fire magician..." Fu Zhao muttered resentfully.

Although the result of thinking, it makes people feel that he is joking.

But it was too embarrassing for him to be taken away when he was about to show off his skills and let Sherlock praise him.

Of course Sherlock didn't hear his muttering, otherwise he would definitely complain, "What does your combat power have to do with bgm, it's enough to stay honest and not cause trouble."

He stood on the spot and looked around, planning to contact the Security Bureau to investigate the distribution of forces nearby... Suddenly he found that it was extremely quiet behind him.

Fu Zhao, ran away.

Sherlock looked around but didn't find the usual lazy figure. He stood there waiting for a while and then looked at the current time. Finally, he decided that he left him because of some unknown anger.

What is he going to do?Acting alone in this kind of place, do you think you didn't die fast enough!

Except for the fff group which is more difficult to deal with, the evil forces around are all from the physics department. With his ability, even if there is a conflict, he can retreat unscathed.

Sherlock gave up searching and directly contacted the headquarters of the Security Bureau: "Tongdi, where did Wuliangye go?"

Tong Di was thinking about Fu Zhao's remarks about the code name, and deeply introspected whether he was a bit naive, and replied after 1 minute: "It's still in the East District, northwest of you and getting farther and farther away, I need to connect him over there?"

"No need." Sherlock refused coldly, turned and walked along the street towards the destination, "He can go wherever he wants, it has nothing to do with me, and I have no interest in being an adult's guardian."

……

At first, Fu Zhao just wanted to test Mr. Holmes' reaction. After jumping on the wall, he walked along the wall for a while and then looked back, but the other party didn't have any strong emotions.

There is even a faint feeling of "the trouble is finally thrown away" from the back.

He squatted on the wall and waited for a long time, thinking in his mind that when Sherlock came back to look for him, he would take the opportunity to get back the deducted wages, but all he was surrounded by was the cold morning breeze, which made him more and more irritable.

"Let me hang out for more than two hours without even looking back? Still deducting my wages? Is there any humanity?" Fu Zhao resolutely jumped onto the street and strode in the opposite direction.

He quit this shitty job!

He happened to be sent to the dark world. In this paradise of criminal gangs, even if the Security Bureau wanted to catch him, there was nothing he could do. God-sent opportunity!

As for the plan to become a top villain...

Destroying which world will not work!Why do you have to go back?

Fu Zhao is a person with no longevity, so he quickly figured this out, and the little depression disappeared. The only pity is that "The Villain's Notes" is still spread out on Sherlock's desk, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future. will not be thrown away.

He will definitely throw away that notebook like trash when he goes back, but what if he can't go back?The danger factor in the Eastern District is too high. An organization with such a unique style as the FFF Group has supernatural powers in charge, not to mention the cosmic fighting races gathered in the depths...

Forget it, Sherlock will protect himself even if he encounters danger, much safer than him.

In the end, Fu Zhao justified his behavior with a powerful sentence: "I am a villain, so I don't care what he does."

"—Hey, you don't really want to leave, do you?" Tongdi's voice came from the invisible headset. The job of monitoring the safety of the infiltrators in the Eastern District is much more tiring than going to battle in person.

Especially the two staff members who sneaked in actually started arguing, no, so angry that they had a cold war?

Sherlock's emotional intelligence is always at zero during non-essential periods, that is to say, if there is no need to use amulets, he will not turn back to persuade him.

Fu Zhao stopped when he heard the sound, leaned on his ears in the corner, and pressed the bumpy brick surface: "Has something happened to Sherlock? If not, don't bother me, I'm going to join the biggest evil organization to impress him! "

"Well... the most likely scenario is that you joined that organization, and then he went to destroy it." Tongdi's voice was tired, "You don't really want to stay here, do you?"

"Based on my ability, can I still live in this neighborhood?" Fu Zhao sneered confidently, disappeared among the dilapidated buildings in the East District, and began to draw up a series of villain plans.

Rob a bank?This is not bad, I just have the equipment on me!In order to facilitate the deposit and withdrawal of residents, there is only one bank in the dark world, which stands tremblingly in the rising sun.

Fu Zhao managed to find the bank according to the map, but found that the scene was a bit chaotic...

"Are you robbing? Please line up here to get the number. The crime can only start after the service desk calls the number." The tall security guard in uniform stretched his finger at the machine, guiding the business very skillfully.

Fu Zhao pressed the green call button, and the ticket collection machine spit out a small ticket with "3025".

He is the 3025th person to rob a bank today.

Through the transparent automatic door, three gangs of robbers could be seen fighting in a scuffle. A grenade just rolled out and was calmly kicked back by the security guards, blowing up the two criminals.

Today is not a good day, there are a lot of people robbing banks, come back tomorrow.

Fu Zhao crumpled up the receipt and threw it into the dustbin.

"Tongdi, are you still there?" He sat on the top of the steps a little depressed, his legs stretched lazily, "Where's Sherlock?"

Tong Di replied: "On the way back to the Central District. Sherlock found the base that the evil god Loki once used, but there is no trace of active personnel. He should have continued to track it down, but he said that he and Loki had stayed together for about two days. In other words, all we can find now are the traces left by the evil god two days ago, so it is better to predict his next move after returning."

It turns out...he went back by himself and didn't even send a message.

Although Sherlock didn't bring a mobile phone, but the communicator can receive news from the headquarters, it is also possible to ask Tongdi to bring a message or contact him through him.

Fu Zhao buried his head between his arms melancholy, and said slowly: "Oh, then I won't go back. That's right, I want to stay here to achieve a great cause!"

He stood up and turned off the communicator with one hand.

Fu Zhao had the activity fund issued by him when he was on the job, ate a frighteningly expensive meal in a dark restaurant with a bad taste, and wandered aimlessly on the street.

Through the map comparison, he has now wandered to the center of the East District, and there are more and more truly evil eyes around him, and there are fewer guys like the man in the vest who are reckless and provocative.

Probably, he also noticed the aura of "bad guy" in him.

A job advertisement caught his attention.

"We are recruiting Gundam drivers, and we plan to launch an attack on the headquarters of the Central District Security Bureau this Saturday. The wages will be paid every day, and the treatment will be favorable."

Gundam?Mecha?

Even though he didn't know much about this thing, Fu Zhao's eyes lit up.

Today is Thursday, and attacking the Security Bureau this Saturday means that it only takes one day for Sherlock to regret today's decision!

Fu Zhao tore off the advertisement pasted on the wall, and followed the address to find the place where the pilot of the mecha was interviewed.

The resplendent and resplendent research institute stands on the flat ground, similar to the company under Iron Man, it looks very professional and formal at first glance.

Fu Zhao entered the main entrance nervously, and was guided by the welcome guests to a clean office on the first floor. It is said that after passing the interview, he can fill in his personal information to operate the mecha, and decide whether to stay or not based on the operation performance.

The thin interviewer sat behind the desk with an evil expression on his face: "Ah, well, to apply for our mecha pilot, you must first be able to explode the small universe."

Small universe?He didn't come to apply for a Saint Seiya.

Fu Zhao sat on the bench obediently, without showing any disdain in his heart.

"It's okay to burn the little sun in your heart. Secondly, you need to have operating experience or command experience. Look at the leader of the Black Knights next door. We also need talents like Zero." Seeing his silence, the interviewer quickly added.

Fu Zhao patted the table confidently: "Isn't it the little sun in my heart? Who doesn't have one! Let alone one, I still have two."

"Take it out and have a look." The interviewer was unmoved.

Fu Zhao continued to lie confidently: "I sent it out, one to the Antarctic and one to the Arctic Ocean, and now I'm responsible for global warming. Is such a super villain qualified to be a pilot? As for experience... this thing It's not difficult, I can learn now."

The interviewer suddenly lost interest, and picked up the teacup in hand: "Forget it, and you don't have driving experience, why should I hire you?"

Fu Zhao showed a sinister smile, lying on the table and staring at him with dark eyes: "Do you dare to say that you didn't sing the lyrics in your heart?"

"Congratulations on passing the interview." The interviewer's attitude changed drastically, and he stood up from behind the desk to shake hands with him, "Ahem, don't tell anyone else about this."

……

One day later, at the Central District Security and Defense Bureau Headquarters, on the 18th floor.

Tongdi, carrying a schoolbag, passed by the door of an office, opened the door and reminded: "Sherlock, since Wuliangye betrayed the Security Bureau and entered the dark world in the east, the city's crime rate has dropped to the lowest point in history."

"Very well, then let him stay there and never come back." Sherlock replied without raising his head, sitting behind a mountain of paper documents and flipping through a document.

Tongdi coughed and reminded: "You know I didn't mean to say this, persuade him to come back, the Phoenix River Prison is almost full. The news came yesterday that for some unknown reason, a gang planning to commit crimes, all connections The entire system of the spirit mecha has collapsed."