The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

what did you see...

"I can only see thick white smoke, which gradually turns yellow, but it also gives people a headache." Fu Zhao rubbed his still painful head and recalled earnestly, "The sight is blocked, and I can hardly see anything."

Sherlock sighed feebly, got up and walked to the side of the patient: "So I never expect the brains of humans other than me to be very useful..."

"What are you going to do?" The vigilant Fu Zhao made a defensive gesture, but the other party took out a photo from his suit pocket and handed it over.

Sherlock fastened the button of the open coat with one hand, pinched the photo with two fingers with the other hand: "Remember this man?"

"The person opposite me in the prison doesn't seem to be very talkative." Fu Zhao glanced at the full-body photo of a man with ordinary facial features, "Did he escape from prison too?"

Sherlock fastened the button and turned the photo over: "He was detained for theft, but I suspect he also killed three people before. This is the video record left by the surveillance near the crime scene."

The reverse side consists of three photographs with a dark and blurred background, and only the faces of people can be vaguely discerned.But no matter how poor Fu Zhao's eyesight was, he could still tell that the three "murderers"... looked completely different!

"Is this really the same person?" Fu Zhao groaned suspiciously, "You won't be arresting people again, will you?"

Sherlock put away the photos, and after entering the working state, his face was serious, and he spoke quickly: "Not only the appearance, but also the one in the prison. The height of these four people is also different, so there is no enough evidence to convict. Several months Someone brought back a piece of medical information. An underground scientist organization developed a new virus code-named 'd3'. After being infected with this virus, you can control your body and appearance, and even your fingerprints and irises can be completely changed! I It is suspected that the criminal was infected with the d3 virus..."

"Oh, it's not unusual for a new type of virus." The talisman who interrupted him didn't show much surprise, and stood on the ground barefoot looking for slippers, "Our boss has also studied aptx4689, a drug that can rejuvenate people, but after taking it, only It can make people smaller... That brat thought he was covering up perfectly, but in fact, even the cleaning lady in our organization knows that he is Kudo Shin..."

"Enough, listen to me." The veins on Sherlock's calm face twitched violently, preventing him from continuing to diverge his thinking, "The d3 virus can make people control their appearance independently, but it does not change permanently. According to the returned information, in Under extreme conditions, infected people will uncontrollably return to their original appearance. I think that in that prison fire, you who were locked on the opposite side saw his true appearance... So, do you remember?"

Fu Zhao patted his head and tried to remember, but there was only overwhelming smoke and unbearable pain in his mind.

The real face... the face floating in the smoke and dust...

After a long time, Fu Zhao shook his head slowly: "I don't remember."

Sherlock sighed in disappointment, looked at him with even more contempt, turned and walked out of the ward: "If it's not for lack of people, I really don't want this kind of assistant."

"At least I still have merit!" Fu Zhao followed up wearing slippers, and argued for himself, "Do you know how big our organization is? How many undercover agents from the FBI and CIA have you seen? I see them every day... ...Wait, where are you going?"

The corridor outside the single ward was crowded with people, but it was quiet for the sake of the patient's recuperation.

Sherlock turned around with one hand in his pocket, looked at the prison uniform and the incompatible symbols around him: "Change this one first, I don't want to run around with a criminal."

A sign to justify himself: "I haven't had time to commit a crime yet!"

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The size of each block in the city varies, the smallest being the Central District, where almost all the staff of the Security and Defense Bureau are active.

Sherlock is estimated to be a shining new star in the mission team. After leaving the hospital and walking on the street, occasionally people passing by smiled and nodded to say hello. Although they could only get Sherlock's cold expression, their eyes fell to the side The talisman on the body.

"Yo, escorting criminals."

This kind of subtext is in everyone's eyes, which makes Fu Zhao suddenly have the illusion that he is being paraded in the street.

So when the little girl holding a balloon on the side of the road looked over curiously, Fu Zhao explained loudly: "Brother is not a bad person, he is playing cosplay!"

The young man with messy hair in a prison uniform yelled, and the little girl was so frightened that she let go and ran, and the balloon flew into the sky.

There are medium-sized supermarkets with a full range of goods around the hospital. Sherlock pointed to the metal cards and documents he was carrying casually: "This card is not only a proof of identity, but it can also be used for consumption or cash withdrawal in this city. Basically, it can be used in regular places... ...Of course, irregular places are also available, but they will be recorded by the terminal system, and the underground forces in every block are offering rewards to people who hold this kind of card. You can try to use it, and your fate will be collected by me as information stand up."

"Who would go to such an informal place? I never even went to a bar when I organized it!" Fu Zhao retorted and walked into the supermarket.

Of course, the important reason for not going is that he has no money.I have been in the black organization for so long, except for the patched torn windbreaker, I have never sent anything else...

Fu Zhao bought two sets of one-size-fits-all white T-shirts and black trousers from the supermarket, which were enough to cope with the 20-degree weather outside, but he encountered a little trouble when checking out.

"Are you asking me for help with this look?" Sherlock, who was flipping through the magazine, looked here at the exit and put the things back on the shelf.

Fu Zhao waited for the cashier to swipe the card again with a sad face, but still prompted that the balance was zero: "... Can this card be used for consumption? There is no money in it. By the way, how much is my monthly salary?"

In any case, after becoming a partner of justice, it seems that he will be paid a salary, and maybe he can enjoy the heavenly treatment of five insurances and one housing fund. Fu Zhao's determination to become a villain has wavered a little... more than a little.

"The subsidy and salary are automatically settled into the account, and you can check the details at the ATM. Why haven't they been sent yet..." Sherlock looked at the constant number on the display screen, and was too lazy to explore the reason, "Forget it, use Mine."

He took out his metal card from the pocket of his suit and paid the bill neatly.

Fu Zhao glanced at the balance from the corner of his eye, and was dazzled by the number on it... Rich!This guy has more money than Gin Boss!

"Please pay 1% interest per day. It doesn't matter if you don't pay, I can transfer the money directly from your account." After Sherlock paid the bill, his clear gray pupils flashed.

The clothes Fu Zhao was holding in his hands almost fell to the ground: "I can't see that you are so greedy for money like you are looking at money as floating clouds?"

"If you don't want to pay usury, work hard. Just now you glanced at the nearby exits several times. Didn't you want to change your clothes and escape?" Sherlock pierced his hidden thoughts sharply.

Fu Zhao suddenly felt guilty! "Well... Actually, I don't really want to leave. You see, I'm just here for the first time. I'm just observing, observing. I don't have anything for food and lodging at all, and I'm counting on you to help me..."

"Your poor acting skills have proved my speculation just now. Food and accommodation in the Security Bureau, such unnecessary worries are not an excuse at all." Sherlock curled the corner of his mouth coldly, "I hate using violence, but according to the regulations, the defected murderer has Killed on the spot."

He pointed his toe at the symbol of the escape route, and immediately dismissed all thoughts: "Ahahaha... a man who is too sharp is really scary."

There was a black Jaguar in the parking lot of the hospital closest to the exit, and when Fu Zhao got into the car, he couldn't help but secretly lamented that decent people nowadays are getting more and more messy...

In the co-pilot seat, he took off the prison uniform that was stained with the smell of hospitals and prison cells. He changed into the clothes he bought in the supermarket, and folded the prison uniform neatly, even smoothing out the wrinkles.

"You are very careful, and you are finally qualified to be my assistant." Sherlock started the engine and commented in a mechanical tone.

Fu Zhao turned his head and looked out the window uncomfortably: "It's all well organized and trained."

... a yarn!

He does laundry, mopping the floor, and buying things every day. He is skilled enough to apply for a nanny in the employment market!

Why didn't the boss of Gin notice his bright spots at a glance?As a villain, Fu Zhao thinks that his professional skills are quite good, but he really doesn't understand how he lost the gold.

Undercover again?Or is it because there is no halo of the protagonist, so what are you doing?

Unfortunately, no matter how much Fu Zhao thinks now, he will not come to a conclusion.

Jaguar is a brand with a long history among British cars. Sherlock probably prefers this one. I don't know if it is a new car just bought or carefully maintained. In short, this car is very new.

Compared with the broken car that his boss drove for ten years without replacing it... Fu Zhao burst into tears.

The proportion of ordinary residents in the Central District is very small. The tallest building in the block is the headquarters of the Security and Defense Bureau. The silver all-metal shell shines brightly in the sun, but it is not dazzling.

Fu Zhao looked at the building that was getting closer and closer, and was still a little excited when he entered the underground parking lot.

Even though I had changed into normal clothes, it was still very informal to wear hospital slippers.However, after entering the Security Bureau, Fu Zhao realized that he was already a relatively normal human being.

The staff who are working hard for the common aspiration of world peace shuttle in the hall. There are quite a few people in strange clothes, and there are also many people dressed in colorful turkeys. Slippers are nothing compared to them!

The Security and Defense Bureau is no different from ordinary government agencies, but everyone seems to be extremely efficient and busy. It seems that the super criminals in this city are really a headache.

"After swiping the card, the elevator will automatically go up to the corresponding floor, and you can't go to other places at your current level." Sherlock swiped the metal card over the sensing area under the elevator control panel, "My office is on the No.18 floor, remember ?"

"Eighteen floors of hell..." Fu Zhao, a temporary worker of the special mission team, sighed, and nodded wildly after receiving the threatening eyes from the other party, expressing that he had engraved the words deep in his soul.

Not sure what the opponent's strength is, it is safer to cooperate temporarily.Anyway, he was used to this kind of work as an assistant, so he was no stranger to it.

Sherlock withdrew his gaze and looked at the ever-increasing number of elevator floors: "Then start working, I still have some information to show you."