The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Whether it is wild fish or farmed fish, it takes a lot of courage to eat it.

Fu Zhao slowly turned his head like a zombie, dragged Sherlock into the car and fled: "Forget it, I plan to eat vegetarian today."

Could it be that the food outside the cooking area is so bad!Or are the better chefs on the block?

Sherlock took a deep breath and was about to say something to show his foresight, but Wuliangye let go and ran to the trunk to search for other food.

They are not acting as superheroes today, but looking for news. Of course, it would be better to pretend to be passers-by so that they can imprison the remaining members of the dark culinary world.

After a short rest, it was Fuzhao's turn to drive, and Sherlock leaned on the co-pilot with his eyes closed, not interested in such a challenging task.

But he had already died once, so he should be more sensible.

And the mark of sanity is not to be picky about work.

Fu Zhao was very uncomfortable being strangled by the seat belt. After a while, he had to let go of the steering wheel with one hand to adjust it. After looking at the car navigation, he suddenly said, "Wait a minute, passing by the mutant's territory, should we visit Professor X? What kind of gift is better... How about buying a wig?"

"That's enough, concentrate on driving, and arrive at the cooking area before five o'clock." Sherlock said coldly, resolutely stopping his behavior of destroying the unity of Chaoying.

Fortunately, Fu Zhao is not a long-term person, and he can forget what he just planned in a few seconds.

With the Central District as the axis, the city's north and south ends are relatively safe.The largest block in the south is the Mutant District, where Charles, code-named Professor X, sits in town. He is not very old, but he has a kind of gentle wisdom precipitated by time, and he has a bald head.

The north is dominated by small blocks, and the superhero Saitama, who is mainly responsible for public security, lives in a no-man's land in a block named z. One more punch."

For Fu Zhao, the current state of security in the north and south can be succinctly summarized as "there is no security in the world that cannot be maintained by a bald head. If there is, then another bald head should be added."

It's a pity that he has been so busy that he has no time to wander around recently. Fu Zhao passed by the Mutant District and Gotham District with a look of regret, and finally arrived at his destination at six o'clock in the evening.

The headquarters had already reserved a room in the seaside hotel, and the dusty superhero group checked in directly with their luggage. After running around for half a day, they fell headlong on the bunk.

The room in the hostel is quite ordinary. The cabinet in the corner exudes a clean woody fragrance. The only advantage is that you can see the sea and the sunset when you open the window... and a more luxurious five-star hotel not far away.

In other words, this is a small hotel built behind the hotel, and most of the traffic has been taken away.

"Why is it still a tatami mat... Isn't this kind of thing for saving money just a floor mat?" Fu Zhao murmured while lying on the quilt, touched the remote control under the pillow and pressed the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest level, "Isn't the Security Bureau No activity funds?"

Room 111 of the Japanese-style seaside hotel seems to be full of malicious mockery of bachelors.The sunny summer day is the place where beautiful plots take place in any comic, but it is a pity that everything looks so shabby against the backdrop of dozens of stories of luxury hotels.

A seaside hostel with a floor shop, [-] a night.A five-star hotel suite costs eight thousand and eight a night.

They really weren't on vacation.

Sherlock, who was in charge of parking the car, heard a complaint as soon as he entered the door with a tired body. He put the suitcase on the cabinet and ordered him to go to work: "It's not time to sleep, go and find out if there are any underground forces nearby." sign."

"Why don't you go by yourself..." Fu Zhao sat up cross-legged with his unkempt curly hair.

Sherlock closed the door casually, and calmly stood at the door and replied, "My time shouldn't be wasted in this kind of place."

Fu Zhao is not interested in collecting information, but it is too boring to lie down all the time, so he stood up and opened the door unsteadily; "I'll ask the boss here if something strange happened... yes!"

This hostel is not very big, and it is located in the seaside area on the edge of the cooking area. Looking from the guest rooms on the first floor, you can just see the center of the street in the distance through a window.

The moment Fu Zhao opened the door, a golden light rose from the ground in the distance and went straight up to the sky, which lasted for a long time!

Sherlock inadvertently turned around and saw this scene, his expression suddenly became serious, and he went out with him to find the hostel owner to inquire.

Facing the vision in the sky, the boss expressed his emotional stability: "It's nothing, it's just that Xiaodang's food is out of the pot again."

Sherlock: "..."

Fu Zhao: "...I think it's better to rest for a while."

The sky dimmed little by little, silver stars appeared faintly on the dark blue night, and there were people enjoying the shade on the beach in the distance.

Fu Zhao opened the glass window, lay on the window sill, looked enviously at the blurred figure in the distance and sighed: "I really want to go out and destroy the world..."

Sherlock has learned to turn a deaf ear, and still insists on logging into the headquarters system even when the network is not good: "Tomorrow, I will go deep into the neighborhood to investigate."

"When you're not solving the case, you're so boring. Today's atmosphere is so good, why don't you invite me out for a walk?" Fu Zhao paused for a moment after he finished speaking, seeing that his hint hadn't worked out, Turning over and walking to his side, he snatched the phone that had been stuck for a long time and hadn't logged in.

Sherlock glanced at him lightly: "It's a waste of time. Bring the phone here. Skynet has updated the forces in the Eastern District. I haven't finished watching it yet."

The night wind blowing in from outside the house looked very cool, and Fu Zhao turned on the TV in an unpredictable way: "This information is still mine... Now the dark world has been controlled by the four newly-rising kings, code-named Evil God Loki, 'Gourmet' Hannibal... oh, he's the new king of dark cooking."

"And two more?"

"...forgot." Fu Zhao scratched the back of his head, still not giving up the idea of ​​going out to play, "Let's go, it's so boring to stay in the room."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Sherlock unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, looking quite casual, and took out his pajamas from the luggage.

Fu Zhao thought for a while, and answered as a matter of course: "It's so boring to be alone. I have been alone at home since a long time ago. Although there is a gin boss, it is impossible for him to play with the younger brother. The other people in the organization are busy. If you want to do an undercover business, you won’t play with me. Aren’t you a superhero, help me, a citizen, occasionally.”

This reason is quite good.

But after a long silence, Sherlock did not split into another approachable character, and refused in a normal way: "No."

Fu Zhao returned to the window with a disappointed face and continued to lie on his stomach, and continued to be in a daze under the background sound of the TV program.

After a few seconds of silence, his ears gradually perked up: "Sherlock, did you hear anything..."

"No." Someone interrupted him resolutely, "Leave the hotel at six o'clock tomorrow to investigate. Based on your sleep time, if you want to wake up on time, you should lie down now."

Fu Zhao looked left and right, and made a silent gesture: "Shh, don't make noise, don't make noise, do you hear the sound of water? It seems to be raining somewhere... Is this abnormal, don't you need to investigate?"

"It has nothing to do with us." Sherlock didn't hear the extra voice at all, even if he heard it, he wouldn't take it to heart, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

"Why did you make such a sound..." Fu Zhao rushed to him and blocked the door, his eyes sparkling and earnestly asked, "I'm curious!"

The strange sound that appeared after nightfall, the secret of the seaside hotel's darkness, no matter how you think about it, it is a precursor to the incident!

Sherlock went straight to the bedside, listened for a moment with bated breath, and gave the truth that was neither romantic nor interesting: "The outdoor unit of the air conditioner is leaking."

"It's really boring." Fu Zhao finally sat on the tatami honestly like a cola running out of gas, and didn't change his posture until the lights were turned off.

The noise of the beach gradually died down, and night finally came.

Sherlock closed his eyes and was about to end the day, when he suddenly felt a light breathing sound beside the pillow, and when he opened his eyes, it turned out to be a symbol!

"I forgot to take my nightcap...without this thing, my hair will go up to the sky tomorrow." Wuliangye was lying on the floor next to him with a radiant look, only a vague shadow remained in the darkness.

Sherlock pressed his forehead with one hand: "So what are you doing here... Go back to sleep!"

……

After being taught a lesson, Fu Zhao went back to his bunk and lay down resentfully. He really slept soundly in the second half of the night.

So much so that when I woke up in a daze after dawn, all I could think about was how to make up an excuse not to go out today.

But before Sherlock urged, the mobile phone not far away rang first.This ringtone is specially set for the Skynet system. Once it rings, it means that something important has happened.

So when Sherlock was awakened by the nursery rhyme "Two Tigers" in his sleep, he saw Fu Zhao answering the phone with a serious face.

Generally speaking, the headquarters is more inclined to choose a reliable hero like Sherlock when releasing tasks, but this time, his mobile phone on the cabinet is quiet.

Skynet didn't think he was capable enough to handle this matter, so... was it a case of pure violence that needed field personnel to solve?

Sherlock came to this conclusion within a second, waiting for Fu Zhao to hang up the phone to confirm his opinion.

"In Gotham, the only superhero Nightwing was killed. Skynet is calling people nearby to temporarily maintain law and order and deal with the aftermath."

After Fu Zhao finished speaking slowly, his brain woke up from the state of confusion, and when he realized that the situation was urgent, he immediately rushed to the bathroom with his clothes on his hands!

It is very difficult for the summoned to die in this world. Back then, he was so badly injured that he could breathe a sigh of relief. How could "Nightwing" Dick Grayson, who maintained the law and order in Gotham, be killed so easily?

The only possibility is... a rather tricky super villain appeared, at least on the same level as the evil god!

Ten minutes later, Fu Zhao with water droplets on his face came out of the bathroom, ignoring the shockingly curly black hair, his serious look finally looked like a hero.

"You go to inspect the cooking area by yourself today, I have other tasks." Wuliangye changed his shoes with a superior expression, "Ahahaha, I finally have a chance to say this! You used to do the work, let me Watching from the side, are you envious?"

Sherlock poured a glass of water and held it in his hand: "I don't think it's enviable to solve a purely violent incident, and it's not something to be happy about. There's one more thing..."

"What?" Fu Zhao knelt down and tied his shoelaces.

"Come back as soon as the task is completed."

……

Fu Zhao compared his current location with the destination on the map, stood on an unfamiliar street and thought for a while, then squeezed onto a bus leading to Gotham.

Now is the morning rush hour for traffic, and ordinary working citizens are trying their best to get into their cars, and the crowding and steaming are terribly hot.

"Don't rush, let me get in the car first! I'm rushing to save the world!" Fu Zhao raised his phone above his head for fear of being stolen, and fought his way through the crowded heat wave.

The driver glanced at the crowded compartment from the rearview mirror, and then commanded: "Are there any young people who give up their seats to this superhero?"

Fu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief gratefully, and then took the time to study Skynet's order carefully.

Most superheroes are stationed in fixed blocks according to their specialties. Unless there is a devastating blow in the area, the chance of injury or death is not too high.

According to the news, there was a hostage-taking incident in Gotham last night. Nightwing was seriously injured by the gang during the process of resolving the crisis and died on the spot.

——Which super villain is so difficult?

Fu Zhao read the information to the end, but saw the news that all the gang had been arrested. (..)