[Comprehensive] Change the posture to solve the case

If everyone had a superpower, Sherlock would definitely give up the temptation to expand his brain capacity, and would choose to teleport. In addition to saving the time of taking a taxi to the scene of the crime, he could calmly handle the embarrassing scene like now. Teleport to another place and continue the previous movement.

But as a man who ran down wearing a pink bow-knot cat nightgown, when he received the ambiguous eyes of the onlookers, even though he was still calm on the surface, he still felt a part of him quite uncomfortable.

It's empty under the nightgown... a bit cold.

There is no time to take more things in case of emergencies, and if you can escape from the small high-rise along the stairs by luck, you are already lucky.As soon as they left the apartment, the ghosts followed one after another in the sky, flicked their tails not far from them, and crashed into the building next to them.The building was pierced from the middle, and a large hole was rumbled out. The chance of people inside escaping was close to zero.

Furthermore, because it was the middle of the night, the time of deepest sleep, there were many people who did not have time to escape, and there were also many people on the street who were in chaos due to destruction and shaking.

Sherlock held Barala's hand tightly and nimbly shuttled through the crowd.

Barala, who was only wearing a lace nightdress and a thin coat, was shivering in the cold wind.

She has never been so stupid as to go out in the winter with so little clothes, and the painstaking efforts in her house!Her safe!Although the house wasn't hers, she wouldn't be distressed, but when she thought that she had just put the great god in bed and hadn't broken his cultivation as a great magician, Barala wanted to grab the ground with her head in depression.

Doing things in the middle of the night, people doing things?

Looking at the disgusting Bala thing flying past her head, she could guess who did it with her toes!

She clutched the collar of her clothes tightly, her upper and lower teeth creaking loudly, "Loki! I, I will definitely, I will never let this stupid, idiot who has no night life go!"

Sherlock heard the curse, and still thought about it, "How do you know it's Loki?"

Balara's calf was almost frozen into two old match popsicles, she ran forward mechanically along Sherlock's strength, with a hideous face, "Among the big, big, big villains, the one who can get aliens , there is only, that, that idiot!"

Sherlock: "..."

The police on the street were still very dedicated and kept evacuating the crowd, and the firefighters who came from the inquiry also rushed into the precarious building without hesitation in their uniforms to save people.Although these ordinary fighters have no superpowers, they also do the same job as superheroes.

What I saw was a fat criminal policeman with a beer belly and two beards. His police shirt was buttoned in the wrong row, and his hat was worn crookedly. It could be seen that he was on duty late at night and came here in a hurry.Probably because Sherlock's clothes were too conspicuous. When he was evacuating the crowd, he saw these two people at a glance, curled his hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted: "Go to the next block, there are special troops to protect you, don't Was attacked by aliens!"

He stood on the roof of the police car, unaware that the aliens driving the "suspension electric car" from far to near came out and attacked him indiscriminately.

"Fuck, this thing is also a crow's mouth." Ba Lala didn't even think about it, took off her cotton slippers, threw them over with all her strength, and hit the alien's face with the sole.

If it weren't for the Chitauri's hard head, it is estimated that if the sole of the shoe goes down, the model of Balala's slippers will definitely appear on his face.

Hit in the head by a shoe, the trajectory of the attack was deflected. The fat policeman escaped danger and survived.But the hero saved... the fat man's Barala was out of luck, because she successfully attracted the attention of the aliens.

Ever since her physical potential for shooting was unleashed in prison, Barala felt that she was no longer worthy of the title of weak dick.Just throwing and hitting, at this time, she had a sense of pride that she possessed the halo of the protagonist.But as soon as she returned to reality, she threw away a slipper when she was frozen like a dog, and she couldn't help but want to slap her two big mouths!

Proud ass, let you be a hero!Aliens are coming to kill people.

"Quick, quick, quick run." Barala felt that the prehistoric power in her body had reached the peak in history, and her running speed with one foot was simply faster than Bolt's.

Guessing that the Chitauri who got hit by the sole of a shoe vowed not to give up until they caught up with the earthlings, they didn't give them any chance to breathe, and they chased and beat them all the way, as if they met a handsome guy's fan girl. Give them a chance to escape.

Barala, who was running on the street with one bare foot in a lace nightdress, went crazy. She felt that there was no more pathetic traveler than herself.

"Would this alien die if he changed his target!!!" she yelled.

Sherlock followed behind her, his eyes kept scanning the street, he picked up a broken iron rod, stopped suddenly, posed as a baseball player, and aimed at the alien who was less than two meters away from him , Coming up is a shot.

Boom, the alien who was caught off guard by a sap fell directly from the aircraft.

Balala bent down to support her knees, and cursed out of breath, "Knock its head out and see if it dares to run after my mother."

Sherlock: "..." He didn't knock, but checked the structure of the alien, took out the sharp part of the iron rod, and inserted it into the nerve center on the forehead without hesitation. The Chitauri did not Painfully ended his short trip to the earth.

Barala, who was sweating all over the run, stopped and continued to shiver from the cold wind, and leaned over to spit at it: "It's so ugly, it deserves to be cannon fodder! Ahhh—"

The Chitauri who died with regret: "..."

"It seems that you still have the energy to fight monsters." Flying above, seeing the eye-catching HelloKitty nightgown, Stark accidentally glanced twice and found an acquaintance, and landed steadily next to them, an air The cannons slapped away the aliens who wanted to attack them.

"This shape is very unique." Stark said to Sherlock.

Sherlock, who was wearing a nightgown full of girlish hearts, said expressionlessly: "It seems that you still have the time to stop and chat."

Stark: "..."

He smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid this time it will be more dangerous than imagined. I will take you to a safe place first, and then deal with that ugly monster."

The ugly monster he was referring to was an alien giant ship like a giant iron dragon. There were many Chitauri running out of it continuously, and their destructive power was huge. Destroying it was not an easy task.

Just when they stopped, Stark didn't rest at all, and kept shooting down the Chitauri who were swarming up one by one.

Balala, who was frozen into a bear, had no time to be polite with the boss, so she hugged her thigh without hesitation, anyway, saving anyone is saving, and it is always good to meet acquaintances and take them for a ride.

As a result, they were taken to the nearest Stark Tower.

Barala: "..."

Before leaving, Stark also swore that this is the safest place.

Barala: "..."

Safety ghost (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

But they are in the basement of the Stark Building. It is estimated that New York will be attacked twice in three days. The owner Tony, who feels sorry for his building, has already prepared, and made the underground a design similar to an air-raid shelter to avoid greater losses. There are also many company employees hired by him with high salaries who also came to take refuge, including the little pepper with a worried face.

Little Pepper came up to him, hesitated to speak: "...your clothes."

Barala: "..."

Sherlock: "..."

The two of them looked like neither fish nor fowl... The employees next to them also looked at Sherlock who had a special hobby with strange eyes.

Sherlock: "..."

"Come with me." Sure enough, the cute and responsible Pepper led Sherlock and Barala to change clothes.

However, the only clothes that can be found in the basement rooms of the building are Stark's own.Sherlock and Barala each have a set.

After Sherlock put it on, he, who had long hands and long feet, made the suit look like cropped trousers.Balala, who hadn't warmed up yet, silently slapped the wall.

Little Pepper: "Uh...it seems a bit short, but let's make it a little bit."

Barala continued to slap the wall.

Pepper:? ? ?

Sherlock: "Laugh if you want."

Barala was wearing a suit that was too big, and finally couldn't help it, "This is the worst time that Boss Tony's height has been hacked!!!"

As an assistant, Xiaojiali, who knew the boss's real height without the inner heightening insole, looked at the ceiling silently.

Laughing at your boss behind your back is wrong!Um!

But at last, they were no longer viewed as monkeys. Sherlock and Barala stayed in this room chatting with Pepper.

Little Pepper told them what he probably knew.

"Although I didn't tell these employees, but from the data image, Loki should be above us." She pointed to the ceiling, probably talking about the location on the top floor of the Stark Building, "His Rubik's Cube is placed on the building. On the top platform, the group of aliens summoned."

"I don't even want the fragments anymore. It seems that I am really impatient." Barala huddled in the corner, rubbing the soles of her feet constantly to try to warm it up. Although the room is warmer now, she wanted to make it It still takes a little effort for a person who has been frozen into a popsicle to warm up again.

It would be nice if there was a warm baby at this time.

She was thinking, and then Sherlock, who was sitting next to her, picked up her feet and stuffed them into his arms without saying a word.

Barala: =dish=

"This is the fastest and scientific method." He still said with a dead face, "There is no extra heating equipment in this room."

But in Barala's eyes, this curly hair is countless times taller and mightier, and it's a mess of handsome.

Ba Lala was moved to tears: "My feet haven't been washed, you can still be so persistent, I will marry you soon!"

Sherlock: "..."

Forget about her running barefoot all the way.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "It's okay, this suit belongs to Tony."

Little Pepper: "..."

Pepper, who is still single, couldn't bear the sight of this loving couple, so she found an excuse and ran to another room to watch the live news of New York TV.

She still worries about her boss.

The fighting outside was turned upside down, but fortunately, the Hulk with the strongest fighting power rushed back in time and joined the team of the Avengers.Hawkeye, who regained his sanity, rushed to the battlefield with his bow and arrows despite the doctor's persuasion.

A large number of Chitauri rushed out of the black hole in the sky under the control of the Rubik's Cube.There are dense black spots flying in the sky, which looks shocking.But this war can be won after all, destroying the teleportation point, and then relying on Stark's own power to transport the explosives back into the black hole, killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, he succeeded at a huge price.

But what about those fragments?

From the very beginning, Barala thought that if the earth could be destroyed by collecting all the fragments, what method could be used to interrupt this disaster.But...she doesn't even know what the fragments look like now!

"I think I should go find my dad whom Nicotine told about." Barala said suddenly, leaning on each other, who was drowsy and about to fall asleep.

Sherlock didn't know if he was asleep or not, at least his voice was normal.

"I'll go with you," he said, "to meet your father."

Suddenly, I felt that this tone was for Balala, who was going to meet her parents: ...

I don't know if Barala's mouth is too effective, or nicotine knows her too well.Anyway, just about to find an opportunity to contact Nicotine's Barala, but Nicotine came to her first.

small theater:

Sherlock's little Sherlock: "Thank you for your concern. Although it didn't erupt this time, at least tears filled my eyes. I will continue to make persistent efforts to open the door to a new world for the master and make him addicted to spicy chicken from now on." I can't extricate myself while exercising on the bed."