[Comprehensive Yingmei] Genius Lianmeng

Chapter53 Attempted Assassination

When Watson took Sherlock and rushed to 221B with the vigor of elopement and desperation...

There were no explosions, no shattered glass, no shattered walls, not even signs of a fight.

I have to say that Watson was a little disappointed.

I saw Bruce and Clark on the left and right, like the indestructible door gods, holding a non-mainstream killer with broken armor, unshaven beard, dejected head, and a piece of mechanical arm crushed high in the air.

Sam's mechanical wings hadn't been retracted in time, and his white teeth had been exposed by opening his mouth wide.

And America's sweetheart... no, Captain America, silently put the shield back behind him, and stared ahead with a complicated expression.

"Steve Rogers." Finally, the captain extended his right hand friendly, "We fell in from a parallel world, I hope Bucky didn't cause you any trouble."

Hearing the call of "Bucky", Shamat raised his head anxiously, looking confused and angry.

He was unshaven, with a gloomy face, long tangled and disheveled hair, but a pair of beautiful watery eyes with a soft light effect.

"Actually, we share the same fate as you, Steve." Clark changed his hand to carry the Winter Soldier, and extended his right hand to the fellow countryman who bravely ventured into 221B and was almost disposed of as an accomplice, "I am Clark Kent, from Metropolis, America, and the one on your friend's right is Bruce Wayne from Gotham."

"And I have to suspect that more and more superpowers are being pitted here from the parallel world by the Abnormal Human Research Center." Bruce said calmly.

"Actually, the research center communicated with me 1 minute ago... May I ask if you can put Bucky down first?" Steve sighed, his eager but calm blue eyes never left for more than 70 years "I'm not sure if we come from the same parallel world. In my original world, Bruce Wayne was a little prince who was always pampered by his parents and friends."

And the other Prince of Gotham, who could never share that fate, lowered his aggressive blue eyes and asked in a low voice, "Tell me about Gotham, Captain."

"Oh, Gotham is a unique city in the United States!" Steve's smile made his upright and serious face reveal endearing sweetness, "People are so friendly, and social security is perfect! No evil force dares to To infiltrate or invade Gotham is simply the last Garden of Eden left by God on earth!"

Bruce Wayne laughed.

He laughed heartily and heartily.

"Congratulations, Bruce, won't that eight-year-old boy stop crying in fear?" Dr. Lecter asked with his characteristic metal scraping tone, tilting his head.

"Yes, Dr. Lecter, never again." In infinite time and space, in endless parallel universes, the only Batman showed a relaxed smile.

Clark belatedly put down the assassin in his hand - even though in this case, the killer looked like a completely innocent victim - he firmly grasped the hand of his best partner.

"I'm glad, Bruce."

"What will the research center give you in exchange, Captain Rogers? Let your companions return to normal?" Sherlock Holmes, the young master of atmosphere destruction, once again showed his reasoning regardless of the occasion.

"That's almost what it means." The captain's lying skills are obviously on the same level as Superman's, and he confessed helplessly, "Helping Bucky recover his memory completely is a condition I can never refuse."

Hannibal raised his bright lips slightly, and asked in a whispering manner: "Have you thought about your friend, Captain?" The doctor playfully lengthened Steve's title, using his usual The talent of digging out the hidden pain of others said: "You wishful thinking to restore your friend's memory, is this the best choice for him? Have you ever thought that when your righteous friend wakes up from the darkness, After discovering that his hands are covered with blood, can he accept the murderous self? Or is it all for your own delusion of regaining what you lost?"

Watson had to admit once again that Lake Tebo's ability to poke a knife in people's mouths was definitely at the BOSS level.

Sherlock's venomous tongue, by comparison, is nothing more than a harmless cat's paw scratching someone's chest!

Under Dr. Lecter's bewitchment, Captain America's loyal fan, follower and little friend Falcon inevitably felt a little suspicious and shaken.

"You don't understand, sir." Steve sighed wearily, at this time he looked distant and strange, completely out of this world, "You don't understand Bucky, and you don't understand how he will choose .”

If the conversation continues like this, there will definitely be problems... So Watson flew over like a brick that needs to be moved somewhere, and pulled Steve to sit on the sofa, posing like a big brother next door (Dong Fog) With a caring look, he said earnestly: "Don't worry, Steve, Bruce will definitely return you an intact bamboo horse, after all, high technology saves the world."

"Except for his missing arm." Bruce squeezed Bucky's mechanical arm, and carried him onto his shoulders, as neatly as he carried a sack of old corn, "I'm going to the Batcave now, and do some research on this mechanical mermaid." Comprehensive inspection and maintenance, so no matter what noises are made from the underground of 221C, ignore it, understand, the calmest captain in our country?"

Steve watched the "mermaid" writhe wildly, trying to hurt the guy who was carrying him and hurt himself at the same time, so he had to say softly: "Don't be stupid again, Bucky, unless you take away the stupidity of America Not enough, so I brought my idea to England again.”

"Mermaid" twitched all over, froze upright, and didn't move.

"Would you like some tea, Steve? Black tea, green tea, or milk tea?" Clark also squeezed into the sofa, and said very familiarly, "Alfu's cookies are also good, I strongly recommend you to try them. "

Watson: Hong Guoguo's attitude of treating Afu as his own housekeeper, is it really a man?

"The cookie is not for you, Clark, don't think about it." Bruce's complaints sounded from the communication equipment installed in 221B, which was simply textbook-like arrogance.

"Don't be so vexatious, Bruce..." Clark quickly switched to the innocent little reporter mode, widened a pair of watery blue eyes, and bit his lip lightly. He knew Bruce would see it, from a certain monitor.

"I'll give you my share, Clark." Steve waved his hand. "I'm not hungry at all."

"Suddenly I can't remember who hasn't eaten all day." Sam folded his arms and occupied Watson's armchair, sitting carelessly with his legs spread apart, looking like a street boy.

Watson raised his head and persuaded, "It has nothing to do with hunger, Steve. Sweets always give people warmth, energy and comfort." He skillfully carried the plate, and placed the fragrant Christmas tree cookies in front of Steve. ——To be precise, the chest—who told him that his chest muscles are constantly brushing his presence.

By the way, there are also these two big strong long legs, squeezing and bending in the small space.

"That's just two pectoral muscles, John, not the freshly steamed steamed dumplings in a Chinese restaurant." Sherlock suddenly said angrily.

This has Steve almost dedicating all the cookies he just ate to the carpet.

"Here, more than 70 years ago, it was much flatter than yours." The big-breasted and thin-waisted American sweetheart wiped her mouth sadly, pointed to the two breasts and said, "Do you feel comforted?"

...So, the occasional venomous tongue of an honest person is really stunning.

Sherlock took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell almost imperceptibly.

"And you don't need to prove it in this way." Clark Super Vision Kent folded his arms and said leisurely.

Watson also participated in molesting Sherlock's camp: "I have seen it, and I have a right to speak."

Sherlock·omnipotent·the end of the world also has the final say Sherlock Holmes: "..."

He had the illusion of being ganged up and bullied by honest people.

The orange-red light is a color that warms people's hearts.The couch at the end of the living room was filled with three men who also exuded a warm light.

These three gentle, considerate, upright, and glowing men are like two large docile and loyal dogs squeezed together like a fluffy and soft teddy bear toy. Their lights are subtly different, but Their attributes are light.

It was raining and snowing outside the window, and the wind was howling, but inside, it was bright.

The author has something to say: the little one that can knock down even a butterfly~

70 years ago, the guardian Bucky QAQ