The general staff of the Security Bureau, the creatures collectively referred to as "police" by the outside public, have a fixed commute time, and the task force only assembles when a case occurs.

Sherlock was an exception, however, and continued to wait for events in the afternoon with freshly brewed coffee in hand.

Fu Zhao pushed open the door with a heartless smile as always, and saw him with a stern face, and his expression converged for a moment: "What are you staring at me for?" ”

"There is only 30% valid information in the data, so don't express your personal feelings in it...... I'm not interested in how to tell if an online store review is a swipe! Sherlock put down his coffee cup and sifted through the stack of crooked handwritten papers that Fu had submitted this morning to find a few that were useful.

"I'm not a technician, so it's good to be like this." Fu Zhao disagreed with his accusations, and there would be no risk of headshots anyway, so he was confident, "Other people are obviously very interested, you are really unsociable." ”

Sherlock didn't take his eyes off the paper, analyzing his handwriting as carefully as if it were a death message, grasping at a certain keyword: "Others? ”

"I bought sandwiches at noon and walked around the building, met other colleagues, and had a good chat, it turned out that there were so many people here, but the proportion of the task force was not large......" Fu Zhao walked to the corner and moved the potted plant to the window, basking in the warm afternoon sun.

Fu Zhao is the polar opposite of Sherlock in this regard, a cheerful and talkative person who can smoothly integrate into the environment wherever he goes, and has successfully earned the title of "Friend of Women"!

Looking around the office and finding that there was no work, Fu Zhao sat back in his position and prepared to pass the rest of the time with sleep, leaning his face on the table and closing his eyes: "I'm going to sleep...... Don't let me work......"

"If you want to sleep, hurry up, but you don't interfere with my thinking." Sherlock said coldly.

Fu Zhao yawned, and his tone was like sleepwalking: "Completely incomprehensible...... What do you think about every day? I haven't seen any new cases happening. ”

"Loki's whereabouts and purpose, the last D3 sample is also in his possession, and now he is also missing." Sherlock's eyes were just the beginning, putting the nonsense he had written into the depths of the drawer and continuing to think.

Fu Zhao's eyes were still closed, and a vague voice floated out with his face buried in his arm: "I've already asked Jack...... Oh, it's not dead, it's an underground black doctor who charges a lot of money, and he said that Loki will definitely call the police next time he goes to the clinic. ”

"Do you still have contact with him?" Sherlock glanced at the sleepy Wuliangye with a skeptical expression, but it made sense to think of his self-familiar personality.

"The contact information exchanged after going to the clinic that day, it is very important for our villain to have a good relationship with the doctor......" Fu Zhao's voice became lower and lower, and he was almost asleep, but he opened his eyes because he thought of something, "Boss, can you lend me some money?" ”

The title gave Sherlock a sense of foreboding: "Why borrow money?" ”

Fu Zhao propped up the table and slowly straightened up, with a look of great expectation: "It can't be said to be borrowed...... Bang the gold, save the gold! I'm going to hold a funeral for the dead Jack, if you don't want to attend, just wrap a red envelope! It doesn't seem to be called a red envelope? Forget him, sister widow, Thor, they all gave me a little change, and they will leave you. ”

This set of rhetoric is effective to fool others, which is why there are a few more banknotes in Fu Zhao's wallet.

But it was obviously useless for Sherlock.

The super brain looked at Wuliangye in his busy schedule and made an accurate judgment: "Your subsidy has been spent, so you have to borrow money to survive, why?" ”

Fu Zhao innocently explained: "I thought that I would be immortal and would be able to receive a salary for a long time in the future, so I used my salary to buy things." ”

"What did you buy?" Sherlock didn't notice anything unusual in his appearance, and the prices in the city weren't so outrageous.

Fu Zhao stopped talking under his oppressive questioning gaze, slid off the chair and grabbed the edge of the desk with both hands: "...... Spicy strips. There is no one in the central area, I went somewhere else to buy it at noon. Belch...... Aren't you angry? ”

Sherlock watched quietly as he cautiously made his readiness to rush out the door and flee for his life: "I can understand the impulsive consumption of ordinary people, but it does not constitute a reason for me to be angry. ”

Fu Zhao showed half of his head at the table, and sat down with a sigh of relief: "Because I have a psychological shadow...... In the past, the gin boss got the news that he was going to kill Shirley, who had defected, and even the gun was ready. But I secretly used the gas money to buy spicy noodles, the last event of the month was spent, Porsche had no money to refuel, and the gin boss ran out of bullets when he chased me in anger, so it didn't work. ”

Sherlock, regretting why he didn't interrupt him at the first word...... Is there really a need for such an organization?

Fu Zhao remembered that he still had palpitations in the past, and took out a pack of spicy strips from the pocket of his windbreaker and tore open the package with his teeth: "The high-ranking members of the organization generally have a bad temper, and the gin boss has to chase me out of Erli with a gun almost every day. I'm used to it, and I've accumulated a lot of experience dodging bullets for more than ten years. ”

Not only dodging bullets, but also evading pursuit and keen perception of danger, these are all superior abilities that Fu Zhao has cultivated unconsciously, and he can run back unscathed when thrown into the battlefield of bullets!

So......

"Sherlock, will you lend me some money?"

"I don't want to."

Fu Zhaozhi fell asleep on the table for a second, and muttered in his dream: "I heard others gossip about you at noon today, no wonder there is no ...... popularity."

Only at the time of the case will he have contact with other colleagues, so no matter how long he has been in this world, the image of Sherlock is still mysterious in the impression of others.

"I don't care what other people say." Sherlock knew he couldn't hear, but added after a moment.

……

There was a brief period of calm in the city, with no incidents requiring the action of the task force.

Fu Zhao slept all afternoon, was woken up by Sherlock, rubbed his eyes and looked around in confusion, and found that it was time to get off work, and he was ready to return to the residence with spicy strips in his mouth to continue sleeping.

Sherlock locked the office door and turned to leave, the floor was almost empty, the hallway was empty, and the elevator quickly went up.

Fu Zhao generously plans to give him a bag of spicy strips, but Sherlock is not interested in snacks and has to calculate in the elevator whether the remaining money will be enough to support his salary next month.

"It's okay, I can still rob when the money is gone." The more Fu Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that it was not a problem, and looked up at the decreasing numbers above the elevator number board.

Under his gaze, the numbers began to flicker and then vanished......

Fu Zhao suddenly felt weak: "Eh, am I staring at it?" How did you stop on the ninth floor? ”

There was an eerie creak of the elevator, and the feeling of descent disappeared at the same time. He slapped the button board breathlessly, pressed each floor and poked the open button desperately, but there was no response.

"The elevator is out of order." Sherlock was much calmer than him, and did not block Fu Zhao's movements, "There are people on duty in the security room, and it won't take long to find out about the abnormality." ”

Fu Zhao nervously continued to press the button: "Don't be so calm, I've heard several stories of being trapped in the elevator and starving to death, do you want to hear it?" ”

"This is the headquarters of the Security and Defense Agency, which is manned all day, and this is not possible." Sherlock put his hands in the pockets of his thin trench coat and stared straight into the closed elevator doors.

Fu Zhao left an oily handprint on the key, and swallowed the spicy strip in his mouth: "Fortunately, I have snacks, don't worry, we won't starve!" ”

Sherlock just felt that it was a waste of time to wait here, but after a few minutes, the elevator was still quietly not going down, which made people a little irritated.

Fu Zhao took out his mobile phone and began to flip through the list of contacts, and dialed the top number first: "There is no emergency phone left in the elevator when there is a breakdown, first ask Thor if he is there, he said he will work overtime today......"

At the headquarters of the Security Bureau, of course, the communication and network signals will not be interrupted by the elevator, but the number can never be dialed out, and it is difficult to dial once, and only a long busy tone can be heard.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

"It's strange, I can't get through even if there's a signal." Fu Zhao frowned and swiped a few times on the screen of his mobile phone, broadcast all the numbers in the address book, and after confirming that he was normal, his mind ran to a more terrifying place, "Have there ever been dead people in the elevator of your headquarters before?" ”

"Nope." Sherlock coldly snuffed off his association.

Fu Zhao stomped his feet anxiously on the spot, took back his mobile phone and gave up: "I can't change you here, is there any contact outside the special team." ”

The benefits prepared by the Security Bureau for the members of the special team are not bad, and they are much richer than the black-clad organization anyway.

In addition to subsidies and accommodation, the latest large-screen mobile phones are allocated, and the working application software on the desktop is connected to the "Sky Net", the artificial intelligence system of the Security Bureau, to provide members with the latest information and internal communication in real time when a case occurs.

Not only that, but it also comes with entertainment functions such as the circle of friends for daily socialization.

Everyone in the task force uses the same cell phone, and the numbers start with the same, so the Fu Zhao who can't get through the phone will ask Sherlock to change the number.

Sherlock shook his head in refusal: "I don't know anyone outside of work." ”

"It's better to say that you don't have any friends." Fu Zhao leaned against the cold elevator wall, "By the way, I have the number of the underground black doctor, contact Black Jack to try, and borrow some money by the way." ”