The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Even if the invisible thing like personality changes, there seems to be no evidence to support the conclusion, and a person's personality is not always the same, maybe... everyone is more lively today?

Fu Zhao was at the end of the long table in the conference room, holding Tongdi in his arms and glanced at Mycroft in the distance, feeling that he was really too lively today.

A gentleman dresses so frivolously...

Mycroft tugged at the gaudy vest on his body, nodded and smiled majesticly: "It seems that everyone is very interested in the debut, and I also understand that the nine-member group cannot satisfy your determination to become an idol. When it starts to make money, we will You can also follow the example of AKB48 to form a new large-scale idol group. But let me announce first... From today, the General Administration of Security and Defense will officially change its name to the Superhero Artists Agency, everyone applauds!"

"Papa, papa." The superheroes looked over in unison, and began to applaud scatteredly.

Those people... none of them had any objections?And judging by his expression, he quite accepted Mr. Director's proposal?

Is this what Sherlock discusses in meetings every day!

Fu Zhao suddenly felt his stomach twitch, and couldn't help raising his hand to ask: "Director, aren't we going to save the world?"

"In my territory, you can be more casual, you don't need to raise your hand to speak." Mycroft slapped the table and stood up, "...to save the world? We are using love to save citizens, do you understand!"

"Boss is right."

"Mr. Holmes is right. Superheroes are outdated. We need to make changes to adapt to this new world!"

Sol covered his face and squirmed on the seat, crying: "Don't be an idol or something, people are more afraid of strangers..."

Fu Zhao was almost pushed to the ground by him, he quickly hugged Tong Di in his arms to stabilize his body, away from the coquettish Lei Shen.

The projector above the center of the conference table was turned on, playing the planned idol packaging plan, obviously premeditated.

Mycroft, dressed in a Hawaiian style, started to roll his name from the left hand side: "First select the more popular members for packaging - Winter Soldier, you have a high fashion value, tentatively positioned as a prodigal son folk song Singer, how about your debut single "I'm Not Yang Guo"?"

The Winter Soldier slowly pulled down his mask, and made a scissors hand around him with a cold face: "Yeah."

McCoff waved his left hand, and the projector showed the next ppt: "Then I'm going to participate in the talent show Captain America, um... where did he go?"

Black Widow stopped to touch up her makeup: "Ten minutes ago, he suddenly said that he wanted to join the Hydra organization, so he carried the Zhenjin Shield to the dark world. Before leaving, he even painted Zhen Huan's black makeup with thick eyebrows and red lips."

Fu Zhao, fell into a trance due to excessive shock: "Is this blackening or sissy..."

Mycroft shook his head unacceptably, and when he was about to order another person, the landline on the table suddenly rang! "Hello? Iron Man? What does it mean to return the two yuan and sixty-eight cents I borrowed last month..."

"I'm almost dying of poverty!" Iron Man's voice reached everyone's ears through the earpiece.

Mycroft hung up the phone calmly: "Let's continue the meeting."

Two hours later, the meeting ended.

Fuzhao stood up slowly like a zombie, followed everyone out of the room, and walked towards the No.18 floor.

Leaving aside Chaoying's changing career and becoming an idol, he first watered the plants in the office to ease his mood.

The phone was vibrating desperately in his pocket, Fu Zhao lit up the screen stiffly and joined the group chat.

Black Widow: "Have you heard, Kuaiyin in the mutant area quit his job, and now he makes a lot of money delivering couriers."

The elevator was full, Fu Zhao turned around slowly and walked towards the safe passage, lowered his eyes and began to reply: "Isn't Kuaiyin dead? I saw it with my own eyes!"

Black Widow: "The dead Quicksilver is the elder brother of the Scarlet Witch, and the living one is her younger brother, not from the same universe. Listen to me, he is very rich now!"

Fu Zhao: "Actually, it's okay to deliver the courier at my speed. Not only in the Northeast, but also in the organization, this kind of person is also called Kuaiyin."

Black Widow disdains: "Does your organization still have people who can speak Mandarin?"

Fu Zhao explained earnestly: "Except for me, everyone is quite standard...but you also know the contagiousness of Northeast dialect. When he first joined the organization, Boss Gin didn't speak so little. Within half a year, he spoke Japanese with a touch of Northeast. Weier, so he seldom spoke, and gradually became a cold and reticent person."

[Sol joins the group chat. 】

Raytheon: "I don't want to be an idol, my previous life has already attracted much attention."

Raytheon: "I'm quitting my job and starting a business."

Fu Zhao pushed open the office door, ripped off his suit and tie with one hand: "Start a business?"

Raytheon sent a picture: "This is the Smartisan mobile phone I developed. Tomorrow's development conference, you must come!"

In the office, Fu Zhao was silent for a moment, threw away his phone and turned on the computer, and immediately searched for the weird events that happened this afternoon.

——Changed, most people have changed!

Outside the Central District, Magneto disbanded the Brotherhood of Mutants and collected scrap iron next to the Golden Gate Bridge, stepping into a lonely old life ahead of schedule.

Wolverine and Pyro set up a barbecue stall in the night market, and the two claws combined can grill six skewers at a time.

The iceman sells beer drinks and shaved ice next to it.

In the headquarters, the Black Widow has changed from a sassy and gorgeous female Chaoying to a lover of gossip.

Thor, a muscular man with a height of two meters, has been reduced to a little blond sheep who can only cry.

Captain America, who has a strong sense of justice, is probably now a Hydra executive.

Starting from this hot afternoon, the characters of the superheroes have collapsed one after another.

……

"So, it's normal for me to be the only one in the headquarters?" Fu Zhao dropped the mouse in shock, leaned back on the back of the chair and checked his heart again, "It seems that I still want to destroy the world--well, no problem, I'm normal of."

What about other people, except him, all superheroes are crazy, okay!

At present, it seems that the intelligence has not decreased significantly, but the personality has been completely turned upside down... This group of people can no longer save the world.

Fu Zhao showed a smile of fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and his expression was suddenly frightened! "I have always been the one who brings unhappiness to others, but now that Chaoying have become crazy, is there room for me to play?"

"No, absolutely not!"

The members of the Security Bureau could no longer count on it. His first reaction was to contact Sherlock who was out of the field to report the situation, and immediately connected to Skynet to obtain permission.

However, perhaps because of the signal, he still couldn't get through to Sherlock's cell phone, and no one responded to the call from the satellite communicator, and the words "no answer" appeared repeatedly on the computer screen.

"Where did you go, Sherlock? The entire Security Bureau is in a mess... Who else might know where he is... By the way, Deadpool!" Fu Zhao sank into his seat and frowned, biting his nails and thinking. think.

Sherlock said that he would go to the hooded chatterbox first when he was operating in the East End this time.

"Skynet, search for the signal of Wade Wilson, code-named Deadpool."

Fortunately, the character of the system will not change. Skynet completes the task as accurately and quickly as before: "Report, Deadpool is currently located in the East District, with coordinates 284,58. According to the map, there is a bar, and the pipe is not present."

Fu Zhao grabbed his phone and rushed out, and when he got to the door, he came back and ordered: "Tell him to wait for me where he is, and he will go to the East District immediately."

There is no public transportation in the dark world. As the new official hero, Fu Zhao only drives a plane to save the world besides driving a car. However, after he is gearing up for a nuclear-powered stealth plane, he realizes that he does not know how to drive.

No way, change the way.

As a result, the dark world ushered in the first hero who rode a battery car and broke in grandiosely...

Fu Zhao drove the battery car fast against the sun, and was still thinking about what caused the change in the group of people along the way.

Personality change happens suddenly, without any incubation period or evolution period before, and it changes most people immediately.

This shows two points. The first is that there are evil organizations planning the incident behind the scenes, and the second is that the attack method is not targeting a certain person. There must be something that has spread widely and infected everyone, so that everyone can have an accident at the same time.

Moreover, people with personality changes are not contagious. After all, Fu Zhao has been in the same room with a group of crazy superheroes for two hours, and he is currently in a normal state of mind.

Air?Or waterborne?

Fu Zhao stared at the side of the road and began to lose his mind, and suddenly thought of the lavender smoke coming out of the window before arriving at the headquarters.

It seems that this possibility cannot be ruled out.

……

After crossing the underground area, you can reach the edge of the dark world. When the villains lurking in the ruins heard the sound of the battery car, they poked their heads out of their hiding places, showing ferocious and bloodthirsty smiles.

Is there another fat sheep delivered to your door?

But among them, the person with excellent eyesight immediately changed his face in fright when he saw who was coming, and fled deep into the block as soon as he threw his weapon away!

"Help! The man who came to the Eastern District to sweep away countless evil organizations a while ago... He's back again!"

"The dark culinary organization was destroyed overnight, and all the mechas built with super-age technology collapsed. It is said that he did it..."

"Wait for the robber! Don't rob, if you don't run, you won't even save your life!"

The evil criminals scattered like birds and beasts, and quickly disappeared among the ruins of the building. Only Fu Zhao was left rattling on a battery car, driving into the area through bumpy and potholed paths.

A big man with a blue dragon tattoo had bad eyesight, so he ran a few seconds slower. He stepped on a brick and fell down, and he caught up with him. He skillfully put his head in his hands and begged for mercy: "Brother, I made a mistake, and I will definitely correct myself in the future!"

Fu Zhao parked the car on the side of the road with a smile, and waved at him: "Don't give up so easily, believe that you can destroy the world! Also, help me look at the battery car, don't let someone steal it. This is public property, if it is lost, my salary will be deducted.”

The Qinglong man nodded wildly: "Don't worry, boss, it is my life from this moment on!"

Fu Zhao safely locked the battery car and pulled out the key, and took out his mask and put it on when he entered the depths of the East District.

It seems that he can't go anywhere without a disguise. He is really popular.

Since Fu Zhao already has the Demon Sword Sin Song, he doesn't need to carry any weapons.Wearing shorts and a t-shirt with empty hands, Wuliangye, who frightened the residents of the dark world, looked more harmless than ordinary villains.

According to the signal returned by Skynet, Deadpool was still waiting for him in the underground bar after receiving the request, and he never left.

Follow the directions on the map to the destination, and slowly enter the interior from the ground entrance along the gaped stairs.

The music in the underground bar in the evening is still deafening, and under the influence of alcohol, the pink lights in everyone's eyes shake into intoxicated sexiness...

This is not a place for information exchange, but a place that exists purely for indulgence and enjoyment.

The unprofessional superhero Deadpool, wearing a familiar black and red tights, sat in the center of the bar, took off his headgear and revealed a disfigured face, chatting with the bartender.

A nagging mercenary, he looked handsome before he mutated, but unfortunately after awakening* the ability to regenerate infinitely, he looks like a irradiated Shar Pei. It is said that he had an affair with Spider-Man in New York.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Fu Zhao walked around the half-drunk crowd in two or three steps, and walked over to pat him on the back.

Mr. Deadpool took a sip of beer and turned back, licking the froth at the corner of his mouth: "Did you come to me because of Sherlock? Why didn't you just ask me on the phone? Oh I know, you must miss me very much."

Fu Zhao sat on the high stool next to him and breathed a sigh of relief, took off his mask and lowered his head to prevent the light from illuminating his face: "You should be fine from your expression... All the members of the Security Bureau have changed their personalities. Check to see if the impact has spread to the East, so come and have a look.”

"Personality? Of course, things like personality will change. We are not human, how can we have a fixed personality? Let me tell you, I used to live in a comic, but now I live in a book. I don't look like anything." Strange, just get used to it." Deadpool swayed his body to the rhythm of the music, "The group of superheroes are all controlled by people to save the world, do you think I know the truth after seeing through all of this? No, no, no, I understand I live in the comics because of the arrangement of the author."

Fu Zhao looked at him suspiciously, and pointed to the door; "You must be lying to me—go out and talk about it first."

It wasn't until we got back to the ground that the head-scratching heavy metal music in the bar disappeared completely, creating a relatively quiet environment for conversation.

Fu Zhao stood still in a corner where no one was around, briefly described what happened in the afternoon, and finally emphasized: "If we can't find anyone who can handle this matter, the Security Bureau will become an artist agency! Superheroes Debut as an idol..."

"So when is Spider-Man's personal acrobatics show? I will definitely be an audience!" Deadpool interrupted him to applaud enthusiastically, completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Fu Zhao suddenly felt that he had found the wrong person, but he was already the only one who was not disturbed...

"Listen to me, my dream is to destroy the world. Of course, the higher the difficulty of this kind of thing, the more I can show my strength! Compared with hanging and beating children, of course it is more challenging to solve the boxing champion. So superheroes become this It's very detrimental to my villain career, understand!" Wuliangye pulled his clapping hands away and explained solemnly, "Take me to find Sherlock."

Deadpool stood motionless, and after thinking for a while, he pulled off the hood on his head and slowly covered his entire face: "...you are right, a life without heroes is too boring, if they all become How can I highlight my charm when I am mentally ill?"

……

If you want to destroy the world, you must first save the heroes.Otherwise, what's the point of the villain's existence?You can be king in kindergarten.

Deadpool has been active in the Eastern District all year round, and he knows the forces here very well. Ignoring the nonsense he narrated, Fu Zhao still summed up more useful information.

Wade Wilson led Sherlock into the East District, and accompanied him to track down an organization called "Bump Cult", and came to a place near the coordinates 200,47 on the map.However, Deadpool, who had no sense of responsibility, didn't follow him in at all, but sent him to the entrance and went to drink.

"Here it is." The voice came from under Deadpool's mask.

The East District is a neighborhood with chaotic law and order. It is not much different from other places except that there are criminals everywhere, but the development level is even more backward.However, after the arrival of Wuliangye, everyone has basically lined up in an orderly manner and robbed in a civilized manner.

In front of him was the half-opened underground well cover. Fu Zhao walked over and stretched his head to have a look. The dark sewer well came into his eyes: "Did he go in from here?"

"It's right here, and I helped to close the manhole cover halfway." Deadpool kicked the iron cover completely with his toes, squatting next to the underground well, "You want to go in?"

We have come to this point, of course it is impossible to back down.

Fu Zhao nodded, and suddenly pushed him down first. A few seconds later, there was water splashing and deadpool cursing.

Hmm, looks pretty safe.

All the heroes are no longer working. He can only keep in touch with Skynet. Fortunately, the satellite communicator is still functioning normally, but there is still no signal from the equipment on Sherlock.

Is that person in there?

Without thinking too much, Fu Zhao turned around and climbed down the ladder fixed on the well wall.

The interior of the underground well that handles rainwater is very cool, even eerie. There is a stale smell in the air, and the silence is terrifying.

He unscrewed the light at his waist, stepped on the sewage in waterproof boots and walked deep.

"Oh... can't you remind me before you do it? Then I can prepare a hole in you with a bullet, so that you can learn a lesson and don't just push people off from a high place..." In Deadpool As a companion, it is impossible to have a "silent" atmosphere, and the half-hearted hero in black and red tights followed behind, muttering.

The underground water channel was not originally designed for people to walk, and the two big men had to bow their heads here to move forward.

The sound echoed inside the spacious underground water facility and spread farther afield.If there is an enemy hidden in the darkness, then either he heard the sound and is about to attack, or he has already fled.

The drainage underground wells extend in all directions and connect the entire block. Even if they can't be beaten, the members of the Bump Cult can escape in any direction. It is really a good place to hide and plot.

Fu Zhao slowed down and adjusted the light at his waist: "Be quiet, it's not good if you disturb the enemy, they will kill Sherlock. If you really can't hold back, you can use sign language."

I didn't prepare the most powerful light bulb before I came here. No matter how I beat it, the bright white light can only illuminate a length of more than one meter.

Deadpool, with two knives on his back, followed vigilantly: "Sign language? I don't know sign language."

"You definitely know this kind..." Fu Zhao turned his head and silently raised his middle finger at him.

"Hahahaha!" Deadpool laughed wildly in the shadowy light, almost bumping into the back of Fu Zhao, "Okay, okay, I will be quiet. Do you remember the terrain of the passage?"

Fu Zhao hung back the tactical light connected to the belt, and the light became more stable: "How can I remember, isn't there still Skynet, if the signal is not good and the connection is interrupted...you can just go wherever you go."

"Yes, wherever we go, we can still talk." Deadpool was elated, without any sense of seriousness about rescuing his companions.

After all, to be honest, the possibility of Sherlock's death is too small.

Superheroes are not so easy to kill, the worst thing he can do now is to be taken hostage.

As for disconnection...

Fu Zhao patted the invisible headset hanging on his right ear, and found that the signal began to become unstable after entering the depths of the ground.

Sherlock came here about seven hours ago, even if something happened, there must be time to rescue him!

Sherlock left a mark on the side wall of the pipe. Usually, no one would come here, and the place was covered with dirty mud and moss, so a scratched mark on the mud was quite obvious.

Did he leave clues for future generations to guide, or did he leave traces purely out of prudence?

Fu Zhao waded through the sewage and walked in the circular underground pipe, making a rattling sound.Occasionally, I walked under other manhole covers, and the light leaked through the small hole, which looked like a one-dollar coin, but it was not enough to bring illumination.

He finally understands why Deadpool has to be fully armed and wears a hood—even if he bends down and bows his head, he can't avoid the sewage dripping from above. Don't mention that there are mosquitoes in this broken place!

Even worse...

"The mark is gone." Fu Zhao flicked the small light hanging from his waist and scanned around, making sure that all the guides disappeared before this fork in the road.

The space is barely open, and the height above the head can at least allow people to move their heads up, but the sewage is deeper.

The single-travel pipeline diverged into two forked roads, and there were no marks on the top of the head, the left and right sides, and the bottom of the feet.

It seems that Sherlock lost contact at the current location.

Reluctantly, Deadpool took a pair of short knives from behind his backhand, and held them firmly in his palm: "You really chose a good place to fight, the space is narrow and smooth, and it will eject when you shoot... What you are holding is a gun. ?"

of course not!

These days, Fu Zhao can be regarded as the protagonist who has his own exclusive weapon. With the sin song blade drilled out of his right hand, he raised his eyebrows proudly: "Are you handsome? Let me stab you, you can also have this ability... just a little side effect , From now on, when you see me, you will call me mom."

Deadpool's expression under the mask should be helpless, and he shook his head to show no envy: "Your knife is more than one meter long, and this pipe is only two meters high in total. I'll see how you do it when you fight later."

No, let alone hands-on, it would be difficult for him to turn around in the pipe while holding the demon knife horizontally.

"...I can transform." Fu Zhao calmly retracted half of the sin song, the exposed blade was less than half a meter, and he could move freely, "Left and right, search separately, and come back here as soon as you find something."

"Of course." Deadpool, who was born as a mercenary, has more combat experience than the housekeepers of the Black Organization. He immediately entered a serious state, and his steps were as light as a cat, leaving only a string of ripples when he stepped on the sewage...

"what!"

Deadpool's screams suddenly echoed in the space. He didn't fall into the enemy's trap, but fell because he stepped on garbage.

Fu Zhao untied the belt with the light and threw it over: "Ahahahaha, you can take this. I am guilty of singing, I can see things without a light. Also, in case of encountering lavender fog, it is best to hold your breath. breathe."

The demon knife is really a good thing, but it is often nagging in his subconscious over and over again.With a strange red light in Fu Zhao's eyes, he chose the fork on the right and slowly sneaked into the darkness.

Recalling the steps he used to secretly pull out his hair while sleeping with gin, Fu Zhao's footsteps were almost silent, and he heard his steady and powerful heartbeat in the dead silence, and began to think.

The situation at that time should be that Sherlock went all the way along the pipeline, and the reason why he didn't mark the fork after he found it was probably with the intention of exploring the road.

He first chooses one side at will, and if he chooses a dead end, he turns back and leaves traces on the other side.

There is no sign now, it can only mean that he cannot return.

……

On the other side, Deadpool walked alone in the sewer pipe on the left.

Of course, he is not lonely. There are several chaotic voices chattering in his mind all the time, making people unable to help talking to themselves.

This condition is generally called schizophrenia in the scientific community.

There was a ninety-degree corner in front of him, and after turning around, the light suddenly brightened, making the lighting around his waist quite dim, and the space suddenly increased.

It took Deadpool a few seconds for his eyes to readjust to the light, and he inserted a short knife back into the sheath behind him.

This room was about three meters high, similar to the commanding platform. There were closed LCD screens on one clean wall. Only the central screen showed that a certain blocking program was running. Perhaps this was the main reason for the signal interference.

Sherlock, who lost contact not far away, fell to the ground with his head facing the exit, and lost consciousness on the way to escape and has been in a coma until now.

Deadpool's boots left a string of black footprints on the ground, squatting beside Sherlock and turning his sideways body over.

Still alive and unhurt.

Deadpool whistled and looked around, trying to find the thing that stunned him.

The only anomaly in the room was that Sherlock was not wearing a coat, and the light gray jacket was wrapped in something and thrown into a corner.

Deadpool walked over gently, nailed the edge of the fabric with a short knife and slowly pulled it out, revealing a corner of the unknown object wrapped in the middle of the jacket——

It's not a bomb, it's just an oval glass bottle, the sprayer on the top of the bottle is removed, and if the bottle is turned upside down, the contents will flow out directly.

Even if Deadpool has an infinitely regenerated body, he will definitely not touch this kind of glass bottle of unknown origin. It would be terrible if a lamp god came out of it and pestered him to fulfill his wish.

But what was in the bottle was not a liquid, and the last remaining smoke floated out after seeing the light.

... lavender?

By the time Deadpool realized this, he had accidentally sucked it in.

And a little sweet.

……

At the end of the passage on the right is a dead end.

Corroded and rusted iron railings were erected at the end, and some dirty plastic bags were wrapped around them, congesting the passageway and making it difficult for sewage to escape.

Then there is the other side.

Fu Zhao didn't go up to check the broken plastic bags, but turned back the same way and set off to the right passage.

Also turning a [-]-degree turn, I saw Deadpool sitting on the ground with a dazed face, and Sherlock who was still unconscious.

"Are you all right? Have you seen any traces of the enemy?" Fu Zhao put the sin song into his body and ran over. He picked up Sherlock and checked him. He was relieved when he found that there was no wound on his body.

Just can't wake up, not dead.

Deadpool was lazily sitting in a corner with his back against the wall, a weird glass bottle beside him, a short knife still nailed to his coat, and he uttered a monosyllable: "...um."

This kind of scene is really weird. The man in the Security Bureau, who is famous for his chatter and chatter, actually only used one word to answer the question?

Moreover, there was an expression that could be called melancholy on the disfigured face... It wasn't schizophrenic and insane, but melancholy!

Fu Zhao slowly moved over vigilantly, and stopped one meter in front of him: "Are you still the Wade I know? Did an enemy attack just now? Where is the person? There is only one exit here, I came in from the outside I didn't see anything at the time."

Deadpool took off his hood and glanced at him with disgust: "You have too many questions, I'm not a person who likes to talk."

I'm not a talker... not a talker...

The power of this sentence is no less than that of a ghost story, and a silent thunder exploded in the sky.

Fu Zhao froze and petrified in place as if struck by lightning, and suddenly rushed up and clasped his shoulders and shook desperately, trying to shake the other personality of Deadpool back! "Wake up, have you also been exposed to that strange purple smoke?"

Deadpool squinted his eyes in bewilderment, slowly nodded and pointed to the fist-sized empty bottle beside him, still cherishing words like gold, without saying a word.

"Ahhh, what the hell is going on!" Fu Zhao scratched his hair and walked back and forth in extreme irritability, "Even you have changed! Sherlock is still in a coma...is there any left?" Unidentified smoke? Just let me inhale it too, and let’s all destroy people’s plans together!"

The transparent glass bottle that stores the smoke is completely empty, and Wuliangye's wish has come to nothing, so it can only accept this miserable world soberly.

After 10 minutes, he finally calmed down, pulled Sherlock's right arm around his neck, and turned his head to ask the silent Deadpool: "...can you still go? Get out of here first, go back to the Security Bureau and find a way."

At this moment, the unconscious gray-eyed man coughed and opened his eyes, looking over with clear pupils.

"Sherlock!" Fu Zhao put away his distressed expression, unable to control his excitement, and gave him a warm hug, "All the heroes in the Security Bureau have changed their personalities after inhaling unknown gas. You must find a solution, otherwise the villain If we know this news, we will definitely gather and act, and the world will be over!"

"Changed...?" Sherlock pushed away to help him stand still, rubbing his head as if trying to organize his thoughts.

Fortunately, he didn't cry and scream as soon as he opened his eyes, and he still maintained the same feeling as before. His eyes were sharp and his demeanor was calm. He was a rational man.

Maybe he wasn't infected by the purple smoke?

Fu Zhao finally heaved a sigh of relief when he thought of the best possibility, told him everything he knew, and finally asked, "Have you found anything when you came here to track down the Bump Sect... Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, very fine, thank you big brother for your concern." Sherlock nodded, and suddenly burst into a clear and harmless smile.

"Huh?" Fu Zhao didn't react under that smile for a moment.

Sherlock suddenly raised his hair to reveal his clean and delicate forehead, and changed his tone to approach him sincerely, "I'm very well, I'm in good health and I don't have any diseases...so are you free tonight, would you like to have a drink together? "

……Ruined.

It's not that his personality hasn't changed, but it has changed too much and too fast, and has become an out-and-out - schizophrenia.

……

The third day when the abnormality occurred.

Under the leadership of Director McCoff, superheroes have stepped onto the screen one after another and are active in every talent show.

Anyway, this year's draft is a competition of tragic life experiences, and the experiences of the superheroes have been tearing up one after another. After taking the stage, there is no time to say anything, and the audience below have already fainted from crying.

The Security Bureau has officially changed its name to the Superhero Artist Agency, and soon will launch a large-scale local idol group "superhero48", with the main selling point of being friendly and down-to-earth, and even the time for the handshake meeting has been set!

The 18th floor of the headquarters, Sherlock's office.

The person sitting behind the table has been replaced by Fu Zhao, holding up the coffee cup with a painful expression, holding his breath and taking a sip to refresh himself, but first coughing bitterly.

The good news is that he already has information on who is behind it.

This information should be copied by Sherlock from the room built deep in the underground pipeline during the investigation. It is not detailed enough but it can explain some problems.

Bump Sect is a mysterious religion that used to be active in the universe from another world. It aims to change people's gender and make people re-examine the increasingly blurred gender concept.

In short, let a man act like a man, and a woman act like a woman.

But after appearing here, the development of science and technology is a little behind. At present, only a virus that can change the personality has been developed...and then released to the headquarters of the Security Bureau and some divisions.

The bad news is that the person who copied this information has gone crazy.

It seems a bit inappropriate to say that he is crazy, but Sherlock inhaled an excessive amount of virus during the in-depth investigation, and his personality is no longer an ordinary reversal, but a complete chaos!

On average, the persona will be switched every few minutes. Sometimes he thinks that he is an eight-year-old lady, and sometimes he turns into a little prince of a nightclub and tries to arouse Fu Zhao to liberate humanity with him.

"Can he heal on his own? Or has he been this kind of virtue all his life?" Fu Zhao began to lose consciousness, and the information on the screen in front of him became a blurred background color.

After the attack from the Bump Church, Mr. Holmes - neither Holmes came to work a day!

On the contrary, he himself ran to the Security Bureau every day, and began to search for all information about the Bump Sect without even taking care of food, and even entrusted the mad scientist with the task of organizing and developing a cure for the virus.

Who is the superhero in the end!

Fu Zhao, who had no overtime pay, wanted to cry but had no tears, lying on the table as if he had nothing to love, when the cell phone thrown beside him suddenly rang.

Sherlock was bored at home, so he started to bother him: "Why don't you come back? We don't have fixed working hours except for the weekly night shift. Don't try to lie to me with the excuse of working overtime. You live in my house and don't want to bear the burden." Corresponding responsibilities? Not to mention anything else, at least pay my salary every month to support me."

"I want to support you if I live in your house?" Fu Zhao got excited when he mentioned the money, and got up from the table with his mobile phone in his hands, "The dormitory was bombed and hasn't been repaired yet, do you think I would like to live in it, and I still sleep on the floor every day. "

Don't say that Sherlock's personality is unstable now, he is just like before, even if he dares to touch his salary!

Sherlock's voice on the other side became low and sinister: "Aren't we sleeping together on the bed together? You mean, we've been living together for a while, but nothing happened yet?"

Fu Zhao's hairs stood on end because of his sudden ambiguous tone.

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open silently, and the face that appeared was unforgettable for the rest of my life.

Not only is it unforgettable, but it hurts all the bones in the whole body after watching it once!

"What are you doing here!" Fuzhao jumped up while cutting off the communication, and the demon sword sin song appeared in his hand, and stepped back to stand by the window, "cos can't change into Thor even if he looks like Sol, just save it."

Loki...how did he sneak into the Security Bureau?By the way, now the entire headquarters is estimated to be the only one still working.

The evil god is wearing a docile armor, and the cloak behind him is as bright as fire, and it looks like the one Sol wore as Thor.

"I adore my brother and love him unconditionally, what's wrong with wearing his clothes?"