The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

Chapter 26



Chapter 26

In the urban area in the eastern part of the city controlled by dark forces, one bank robbery occurs on average every two days, and sometimes two evil forces rob a bank at the same time!

On one side, Gang A finished controlling the field and ordered the bank to close the door and open the cash drawer. On the other side, Gang B broke into the door and rushed into the sky. There were more wolves and less meat, so the two sides began to fight fiercely. The innocent people continued to handle business calmly in the rain of bullets...

However, the night in the surrounding area of ​​the Central District was unbelievably calm. The night wind blew through the flashing neon lights, and a black Jaguar quickly drove through the deserted streets.

The rain in April in the city only left small water droplets on the car windows at first, and then it became bigger and bigger, and gradually merged into countless thin lines on the windshield, winding and flowing.

"It's raining." Fu Zhao sighed in a consistent tone, returned the gear with his right hand, and unfastened his seat belt.

Sherlock woke up in the passenger seat and found that he had arrived at the underground parking lot of the community. He turned his head and glanced at the water stains on the car window: "It started 5 minutes ago."

"You didn't hide a timer, did you? You obviously slept all the way..." Fu Zhao confirmed that the time was correct, and searched his left pocket suspiciously, but found nothing useful.

Sherlock got out of the car nonchalantly, closed the car door and looked at the slightly tired Fu Zhao, who had just woken up so he blurted out a sentence without thinking: "The rain hasn't stopped, do you want to come and sit? Cough, I mean you As I said before, asking people to help you in the middle of the night and then sending them back after it's over is... unethical."

"Okay, okay." Fu Zhao probably had been waiting for this sentence a long time ago, handed over the keys, rubbed his eyes and followed him through the silent parking lot, "I didn't expect your home to be so close to the Central District, the headquarters' Regular employees don’t live in dormitories, no wonder I’ve seen almost everyone in the dormitories.”

"There is no fixed work schedule and there is no need to consider commuting time, so most of the members live scattered, but they are mainly concentrated in the north and south areas of the city." Sherlock walked into the elevator and pressed the floor, and casually mentioned.

Fu Zhao was lazily leaning against the elevator wall, this time he didn't have to worry about getting an electric shock: "I remember that the eastern part seemed to be called the dark world, and the law and order were extremely poor. In contrast, the northern and southern regions with the central region as the axis are relatively peaceful. ...how about the West, why has no one mentioned it?"

Sherlock turned his head to look at him with a tired face, his eyes were meaningful: "I suggest you don't know."

The elevator arrived at the floor without incident, and Sherlock walked across the light khaki floor with ease, and opened one of the doors in the corridor with the key.

Fu Zhao was still looking around at the back. When he drove into this neighborhood according to the navigation, he felt that the rent should be very expensive. When he came in and took a look inside, it was really expensive.

It seems that the salary of a regular worker in the Security Bureau is quite high... I don't know when he will become a regular worker?

"What are you waiting for?" Sherlock pushed open the doorknob and entered the house by himself, "Let me tell you first, I have never entertained guests."

"It's okay, I can entertain myself!" Fu Zhao quickened his pace and rushed over resolutely, checking the house number before closing the door so as not to make a mistake next time, 221b.

The metal door panel slammed shut behind him, and Fu Zhao looked a little surprised inside... How should I put it, there is nothing special in Sherlock's house.

Two bedrooms and one living room, the decoration style is more European style, the blue-gray wooden floor has a cold and clean feeling, and the warm-colored wall lamps are turned on to have a living atmosphere.

The owner of this house obviously didn't entertain guests. After returning, he went directly to the study room and made a brief report on what happened today to the headquarters, only omitting the information about himself.

All the digital devices of the Security Bureau are equipped with the Skynet program for communicating and querying information, and they can log in with a unique ID and password.

Iron Man's smart butler Jarvis is a super program, so he can transfer himself to any digital terminal, although I don't know if it can be done when the Internet is completely disconnected...

Skynet is different, consisting of two parts, the program and the host.The main body is in the headquarters building of the Central District, and the "Skynet System" on the electronic equipment of all members is its tentacles, which can read the information of the host at any time.

"According to ordinary people's practice, should I pour you a cup of coffee..." Sherlock walked out of the study with the notebook marked with the logo of the Security Bureau, and paused while typing on the keyboard with one hand.

Fu Zhao was more self-conscious than he thought. He took off his coat and sat cross-legged on the floor, holding the sofa cushions in his arms. He used the remote control to skillfully switch channels and found the program he wanted to watch. snacks.

In short, the life is more comfortable than my own home.

"Keep busy, don't worry about me. Oh, and, after eating a little, you stock up on food. After all, climbing stairs is exhausting." Fu Zhao picked up the beer and took a sip before putting it back. He shifted his attention from the TV and finally found a corner Sherlock.

Sherlock hit enter with a sullen face, and sent out the written case report, which was a more detailed explanation to his colleagues: "It doesn't matter, the things in the refrigerator are all fast food that can be eaten after heating up, and when the rain stops... You go back."

Fu Zhao immediately hugged the cushion in his arms tightly, and discussed with a smiling tone: "It will take several hours to reverse the car back to the central area, why don't you take me in for a night?"

Sherlock closed the notebook to announce the end of work: "Why?"

"Don't drink and drive, and don't drink while driving." Fu Zhao confidently pointed to the beer can, paused and added, "One drop of wine for the driver will bring tears to the family."

The shiny eyes silently reminded him: drunk driving is wrong!

Sherlock threw the turned off notebook on the sofa, and finally took the time to take off his coat to treat the wound, and he was keenly aware of the conspiracy behind those eyes: "You have already figured it out."

"That's right, I can't run errands for you for nothing if I stay here for one night." Fu Zhao readily admitted without guilt, turning sideways and turning to him, "Where should I sleep later? The other vacant room is quite Not bad, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have time to sleep, I’m used to laying the floor.”

After all, in the previous residence, the budget of the black organization was tight, so they all adopted the Japanese-style decoration style, tatami and kotatsu. The advantage is that they can save the money on the bed and chairs. Two calligraphy and paintings bought online on the wall are very interesting. style.

Sherlock frowned slightly and did not express his opinion. The underclothes was stuck to the wound by a little dried blood, and there was a light but sharp pain when it was pulled off.

As early as when he got in the car, he had somewhat sensed the insidious purpose behind Fu Zhao's enthusiasm, but he didn't say anything, and offered him the opportunity to make an inch.

Probably... I acquiesced to this kind of behavior. There is no direct bus back to the central area from here, and it will be dawn when I walk back.

"Why don't you talk?" Fu Zhao realized something under Sherlock's silent gaze, put one hand on the sofa and moved back vigilantly, "You won't let me fuck you? Then what, I sleep very dishonestly Ah, what if I beat you up in my dream..."

Sherlock rummaged through the locker in the living room to find the bandages, turned to the bedroom decisively and went to re-bandage the wound: "On the floor, just for one night."

"I knew you would agree!" Fu Zhao showed a relaxed smile, and ran to the open kitchen connected to the living room to continue looking for food.

The dormitory at the headquarters is similar to a haunted house. It's so quiet and desolate that it makes him want to die. How can anyone else's house be so lively!

In the bedroom, facing the full-length mirror, Sherlock wrapped his left shoulder with clean gauze, put on his shirt, fastened the button with one hand and screwed on the cap of the alcohol bottle, and suddenly saw someone behind him in the mirror!

Fu Zhao silently sneaked into the room and stood behind him, rubbing his curly hair and continuing to smile: "Lend me a pajamas..."

I lived alone for so long that I forgot to lock the door.

Faced with that unremarkable face, Sherlock resisted the urge to throw him out, dug out from the depths of the closet a set of black home clothes that he hadn't worn since he bought it, turned around and threw it in the air: "Next time Come in and remember to knock on the door."

"Thank you very much!" Fu Zhao took the clothes firmly and walked backwards out of the bedroom, "I ate all your food reserves, I will go to bed right now, and I will never disturb you again!"

The bedroom door was gently closed, Sherlock sat on the edge of the bed trying to straighten out his thoughts, the smell of alcohol still remained in the air.

Forget it, he was the one who made the compromise first, and Fuzhao also helped a lot with the case this time, and he emphasized "I think you are a good person" at that time.From the perspective of ordinary people, he should be more generous.

Ten minutes later, Wuliangye knocked on the door again: "Excuse me, do you have any extra quilts?"


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