[Comprehensive] Change the posture to solve the case

Hearing Barala's kind advice, the female killer's expression twisted for a moment. She lowered her head, and the tips of her hair were still dripping with water. The wet hair curled tightly against her cheeks, following the soft curve of her cheeks, You can still see clearly the back of her cheek that was bitten to death.

But she, who has become a lamb to be slaughtered, did temporarily give up the idea of ​​untying the knot for a sneak attack, and slowly raised her head, her big brown eyes unblinkingly inspecting the current situation.

Sherlock standing in the middle, and Hawkeye and Barala standing on the left and right sides as the background, saw this childish girl who was not yet 20 years old, with thick dark circles under her eyes, without saying a word He stared obliquely upwards, his pupils like dead fish radiated light, and then the corners of his mouth slightly evoked a treacherous smile.

"The Prophet Zabitin will bless me." She whispered the first words since she woke up.

Barala narrowed her eyes and continued to stare at her.And the girl's body organs, when they heard Sabidine, all stopped talking in unison.Obviously, this person is extremely convinced by the Sabidine she said.

And in the impression of Barala, who has learned about the countless villains in this world, except for Loki, Hydra, Moriarty... there seems to be no character named Sabidin.Or, is there a Hollywood blockbuster that she hasn't seen yet?

Barala was thinking silently, but Sherlock, who also heard the girl clearly, stood there without saying a word, and Hawkeye, who came to help, remained silent even more.

As a result, the originally silent atmosphere slowly flowed in this dilapidated factory building, and the semi-encircled circle formed by the three people invisibly gave the female killer, who had killed her for the first time but failed in her mission, an indescribable pressure.In the end, the killer couldn't stand the atmosphere, and said with some depression: "You guys kill me, I won't say anything."

"No, you've already told me a lot." Sherlock shook his head, found a chair and sat down not far from her, "Let's talk about other things, at what age did you start training."

The girl glanced at Sherlock, bowed her head and said nothing.

"It's been a few years. The scar marks on your hands are not too long. This is your first mission?"

The killer didn't speak, and Sherlock didn't care.

"How does it feel to kill someone for the first time?" After listening to his words, the killer finally had a little reaction, "Oh, the stockings are getting tighter and tighter around his neck, his throat is creaking, the dead Not being able to breathe, the dying expression, these make you quite happy."

"Enough!" The girl's psychological quality has not yet reached the point where she can talk and laugh with the murderer, so she yelled in a broken voice to tell him to shut up.

"It seems that you are not very happy. Why, this is what you killed voluntarily... No, it seems that you are just following the organization's arrangement. In fact, you express rejection of this arrangement." Only from the killer's weak reaction In the movie, she dissected her inner activities bit by bit, and Sherlock expressed that he enjoyed the process quite a bit.

It is the same person who was killed by X for the first time and the person who was going to be killed for the first time, so it is strange if he does not reject him.This girl who just left the mission obviously has not yet trained to become a high-level killer. She has the means, but unfortunately her psychological quality is not good.If there is no unlucky encounter with Barala and Sherlock this time, maybe she will become a character similar to the Black Widow in the future.

Balara took out a handkerchief and spread it on the table, then sat on it. She suddenly remembered that Sabidine just now, so she took her mobile phone and Googled it when she was bored.

"Now let's talk about your organization." Sherlock watched the inexperienced killer's internal defenses collapse a little bit, and his expression showed a hint of imperceptible excitement. "Prophet Sabidin, this is your boss."

"You are not the police." The killer seemed to have noticed something and raised his head when the words came out suddenly, "That watch is fake, even if you interrogate me again, you won't find out where the real thing is. I advise you to give up, those who oppose my lord usually die very quickly."

The only person who knows about that watch:  …

No, girl, I know where it is, I really want to find it now, as long as you let this big detective finish questioning quickly, I will pat my ass and leave, really.

At this time, the middle second severed finger suddenly said: "I've heard of it, Sabidin."

Startled by the sudden sound, Barala slid down from the table in a jerk.The movement that came out caused the rest of the people to look at this side in unison.

Uh……

Ba Lala waved her hand awkwardly: "...You guys continue."

Then she slowly sat back on the table under the gaze of these three people.

"This is a revolution initiated by God." Chuan Er Broken Finger continued, "He has the power to change the world."

Barala always felt that these words sounded familiar, thinking, is this Sabidin's real name called Steve Jobs?

However, it is clear that both the owner of the broken finger and the killer girl have had contact with Sabidin. When talking about him, the expression on the killer's face is full of awe.

"He is a god, he is the God in our hearts, the dark hell will come eventually, only my lord can lead mankind to build a new society." The girl smiled strangely, continued to stare at the expressionless Sherlock and spoke softly , "You can't find it."

Sherlock leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, and after she expressed a series of compliments to Sabidin, he slowly uttered: "It's a mystery."

Then he stood up, tidied his dark blue scarf, then turned his head and said to the dumbfounded Barala, "It's another boring cult organization. There are hundreds of such groups in the UK. I don't know where they come from." The secret books found in ancient religions, and then start to study how to change the world, oh, come on, it’s too old-fashioned.”

But Barala heard the sound of the organs cheering for this honest detective.

The female killer stared viciously at this villain who insulted her belief. If she couldn't untie the knot, she would definitely pounce on him and poke his eyes blind.

Hawkeye who kept staring at the knot in the killer's hand, afraid that she would really untie it, was really tired.

Fortunately, he saved his face.

At this time, the four people who had been staying in the warehouse heard the sirens from far and near outside.Both Barala and Hawkeye's expressions changed, and Sherlock, who was about to leave, comforted them casually: "I called the police, Sue Witt's case will be solved after all, I'm done questioning the killer, I'll leave the rest to the guys at Scotland Yard."

Sherlock's general idea is that I have finished all the questions I want to ask, and the rest of the mess can be handed over to the police who lowered the British IQ level.

Hawkeye was obviously not familiar with Sherlock's cocky style of painting, seeing that he was about to leave, he looked back at Barala who had been carrying a plastic bag.

Ba Lala walked up to the killer girl, looked at her dark circles under her eyes that were insomnia due to inner struggle, and shook her head: "You didn't say anything, but you still sold your master."

???

The female killer didn't understand what it meant.

Ba Lala didn't mention this again, and instead asked a question that she hadn't figured out.

"I said, why did you go to the restaurant to investigate and run away?"

This sudden question stunned the killer girl, subconsciously looking at Hawkeye who had been waiting for Barala to finish.

Dumbfounded by Aite's eagle eyes:?

The killer's eyes: "This person looks familiar."

Killer Arm: "Is that the guy who hit me at the cookie shop?"

The mouth of the killer: "Have you been hit and chased directly to the restaurant? Σ(°△°|||)︴"

Hawkeye's biceps: "Are these guys persecuted?"

Hawkeye's trapezius muscle: "It's very sick!"

Hawkeye's triceps: "+1."

"I bumped into him once before. When I went to the restaurant, I thought he found something following me." The killer girl turned her head away and stopped talking.

"Bumped into me?" Hawkeye blinked and recalled carefully, "I remember I went to buy cookies when I was hungry, oh, it turned out to be you."

As Barala who understands what happened the most: ...

"You misunderstood me. I went to that restaurant just to find her." Hawkeye, who had received news from Coulson and location information, just ran to the restaurant to look for Barala. This strong man came for him and started running mode.

She ran, and Barala and Sherlock ran after her.Hawkeye, who had seen Barala's photo, didn't know anything, but he still had the responsibility to run after him.So there was a scene where the unlucky female killer was knocked to the ground by the unaware Hawkeye.

Ba Lala took a pitiful look at the killer girl, and as she walked out, she asked Hawkeye, who was leaving side by side: "Are the cookies delicious?"

Hawkeye, who had always been stern, heard this question, and showed a wrinkled smile after a long absence: "The taste is not bad."

"Remember to give me the address later." Barala continued to walk forward, "I will also share with you a few good dessert shops in New York."

"This is really great." Hawkeye's voice was visibly excited.

At this time, Sherlock, who had finished negotiating with Lestrade, felt that they were procrastinating, and poked his head out impatiently: "Are you going to go to the police station to exchange feelings with the people from Scotland Yard?"

of course not.

Barala shrugged at Hawkeye, Hawkeye, who could slowly sense Sherlock's character from the short time they got along, shook his head helplessly, and the two walked towards the big hall that was moved several steps away by the constantly flashing police lights. detective.

"Barton just gave me the address of a cookie shop, are you going to eat it?"

Sherlock looked at Barala and then at the American agent, remembering the happy conversation they had just now, and walked forward: "No thanks, if you can, please send the cookies to 221B Baker Street."

Barala: "...Then let's go eat, goodbye."

The author has something to say:  …

Three people sitting in a cookie shop.

Hawkeye: "I still prefer cookies without filling."

Barala: "Then you should try Chinese sugar shortbread."

Sherlock: "This stuff sucks."

Barala: "Please put down the third cookie in your hand, please."

Sherlock looked innocent: "That's because I'm hungry."

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