Sherlock has always been a maverick who doesn't care about the world's eyes.

But today, before driving Fu Zhao to the food court for dinner, he stretched out his finger in the car and emphasized repeatedly: "I'll leave after I take you in, and I'm not allowed to tell anyone there that you know me, otherwise I'll leave my job and leave, understand?" ”

The Fu photo on the co-pilot was almost poked into the car window, and he nodded desperately and hugged the stack of lunch boxes in his arms: "Understand, I am only responsible for eating." ”

…… It's a shame.

Sherlock glanced at him and locked the car into the brightly lit fine dining room.

He didn't care what other people thought, but he couldn't stand Fu Zhao using his name to swagger outside, and persuasion was useless, and the Cold War was ineffective.

Wuliangye will seize a qiē time to whisper "take me there" in his ear, as well as instinctively ignore a qiē malicious feelings such as "disgust" and "disgust", oil and salt do not enter the soft and hard, do not eat, and never give up until the goal is achieved.

In fact, Fu Zhao's villain code has a clause "Don't take advantage of small advantages", but considering his current economic situation, it is better to distort the principle for the time being to survive.

The ID card of the official employee was gently swept on the electronic lock on the top floor of the restaurant, and the closed door suddenly opened, revealing rows of meals displayed on the table, and superheroes walking around in twos and threes.

Fu Zhao walked in with tears in his eyes, breathing deeply into the aroma of the food and feeling a lot of emotion in his heart: "BOSS, Gin Boss, and other members of the organization, I finally eat lobster in this world......"

The staff dinner at the headquarters adopts a self-service mode, and the unlimited supply is even more wealthy! Piano music and chuckles slowly floated through the air......

Sherlock cocked his collar to cover half of his face, and saw Fu Zhao throw away his lunch box and leave before he was recognized.

“Mybrother。”

The calm baritone who was familiar but couldn't be called his favorite made him a little slower.

Before Sherlock could reach the door, he stopped following the voice and greeted him expressionlessly: "If there is no serious matter, I will go back first." ”

"It's rare to see you at a party, why did you leave less than a minute after you showed up? I've had my eye on you from the moment you came in. Mycroft whispered beside him, raising his goblet in his hand to invite, "Some champagne?" I love this wine, which means celebration. ”

"No, thank you." Sherlock briefly refused coldly, bypassing him and continuing towards the automatic door of the exit, only to hear more irritating footsteps behind him.

"Sherlock? You haven't left yet, have you changed your mind? Do you want to eat it together? Fu Zhao had already swept through a round and ran back happily, with four or five plates full of food stacked in his hand, and saw the man next to him whispering, "Who is this?" ”

A superhero of the Security Bureau? I haven't seen it.

Sherlock sighed deeply and lowered the collar that covered half of his face: "I can't believe I'm going to waste my life here tonight......"

"Mycroft Holmes, glad to meet." The man in formal clothes kindly stretched out his right hand, and the exposed palm was soft and clean, and at first glance he knew that he was a well-educated intellectual.

Fu Zhao stacked all the plates on his outstretched arm in turn like an acrobatic, held his fingertips with his free hand and shook it gently: "My name is Fu Zhao, but my surname is actually Hu, but unfortunately the people who registered for the household registration back then had a problem with Mandarin...... I've just brought over all the freshly cooked seafood teppanyaki, so I can share a little if you want to eat it. ”

McCroft couldn't hold back his laughter, and the liquid in the wine glass in his left hand rippled: "Hahaha, this is the assistant you recruited?" It's so interesting, let's go sit down there and talk. ”

Fu Zhao was invited by him to walk to the empty table next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and dragged Sherlock by the way: "Your surname is Sherlock Holmes too?" Then ...... with him"

"That's my brother." Sherlock interrupted him and sat down extremely reluctantly.

Fu Zhao put down the porcelain plate on his arm, and generously said that you can eat as you like, and lowered his head and picked his favorite lobster on the plate: "I haven't heard him say that there is still a family in this world, and there seems to be no trace of other people living in Sherlock's house last time, don't you have a good relationship?" ”

"No way, compared to his relatives, or my current identity as the director of the Security Bureau can satisfy him more." McCroft shook his head helplessly, sat across from him and picked up his champagne glass, "Oh, I've got that." ”

Unlike Sherlock's sharp elitism, his brother was noticeably more reserved, like an old-school English gentleman who liked oxfords without patterns, and the kind that would smile politely at anyone he met.

"Director? It turned out to be the director! Fu Zhao's eyes widened and he became excited, nibbling on the lobster and asking cautiously, "If I bribe you now, can I increase my salary?" ”

“…… I don't think so. Mycroft quickly refused, his teasing gray eyes falling on Sherlock next to him, "If I'm not mistaken, you're handling about half of the cases at headquarters, and even the workload of the assistant should not be underestimated. Why, not privately subsidized a little? ”

If not mistaken? Do people who are quick-thinking and better than themselves still need this kind of humility, which is called gentlemanly demeanor?

Sherlock looked up at his blood brother, "Forget it, he sleeps during working hours every day, and he also skips three night shifts on necessary duty once a week, and the only advantage is that he can clean, and anyone can do it." ”

"But you didn't quit him, and he changed to another person." Mycroft pointed to the point point, and the ridicule ended here, turning his head slightly to change his serious expression, "Do you have a conclusion about the disappearance case in the West End?" ”

"The kidnapper has been determined, the case is handed over to Saul, and the next development has nothing to do with me." Sherlock pressed his fingers to his chin as he spoke, looking unrelated but lost in thought.

"It's just that it's inconclusive." Mycroft keenly pierced his excuses, his iron-gray eyes unsmiling.

Fu Zhao noticed that the atmosphere in the air was becoming strict, and he raised his head and swallowed the lobster's tail and interjected: "The identity of the criminal is obvious, but what is the use of the former evil god kidnapping a resentful spirit?" ”

"yes, what's the use of Loki kidnapping a wraith." Mycroft repeats his words, but is clearly asking Sherlock, meaningfully reminding, "You know what, the superheroes who come here come from different worlds and live in different backgrounds. It's like the difference between birds and humans, we can't fly, so there's nothing wrong with changing the environment, but birds are different. Well, I'm going to meet someone else, so I'm here for today, and I wish you a pleasant day. ”

Mycroft left a long list of meaningful cues and left with his glass in his hand, his back looking a little taller and sturdy than Sherlock's.

What is the difference between a bird and a human? Fly, don't fly?

Sherlock suddenly lowered his hand, and the fog under his eyes suddenly dissipated: "I understand! Was he going to do that...... Why didn't Thor bring it up? Oh, with Thor's IQ, it is unthinkable. ”

"What's unexpected?" Fu Zhao was confused, but he was not interested in finding out if he didn't bring him with him when the villain carried out his evil plan.

"There are things they take for granted, but we are completely unfamiliar with them." After Sherlock figured it out, he actually had an appetite, and picked up the fork in his hand and poked a muffin, "Divine power." After coming to this world, all the heroes who were named 'gods' were limited in power, Thor could no longer lift Thor's hammer, and Loki lost his scepter, so he wanted to ...... Restore the power of the gods? ”

In the old world, Sherlock was just an ordinary human with excellent intelligence, relying on his brain rather than supernatural powers, and Loki's unusual behavior kept him thinking.

What exactly does the evil god do? Ruining the miè world? What's the use of taking away resentful spirits?

Now, everything is clear.

"What? Someone else wants to be a card in the new world? Fu Zhao drank a large sip of orange juice with ice cubes, and complained with a headache, "Isn't there a person in Phoenix River Prison who likes to write other people's names in a small notebook, this routine has long been outdated......

"It's not to become, they were originally like gods in the former world." A young voice, from far and near, stood at the table and calmly answered his question.

Fu Zhao's hand holding the tableware trembled, and the knife and fork fell on the plate with a crisp sound, and he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the other party clearly: "Who are you?" It scared the hell out of me...... The voice was exactly the same as that of a bear child detective I knew before, and no one would have survived if he had crossed over to this restaurant. ”

The boy who looked like a primary school student was carrying a student-like schoolbag, with a pair of big round eyes under his brown bangs, and his voice was childish but clear and rational: "Security Bureau superhero, Yujiro codenamed 'Emperor Tong'." Mr. Sherlock, I'm here for you, and a recent case I took on seems to be related to the defector god as well. ”

……

At night, in some unknown underground corner of the city.

The sound of the generator running was so humming that even the air seemed to have an electric current flashing.

Loki, who had disappeared from the outside world for a long time, stood quietly in front of the cylindrical transparent glass warehouse and watched.

The missing child in the West Side, Toshio Liji is trapped in it, and his bloodless face is a pair of black holes with lifeless pupils, staring at him.

Replace it with someone else...... For example, a small cowardly bag like Fu Zhao may run away after being looked at.

"If the abilities that mutants acquire by relying on scientific methods are not compressed, then why do you also have zài? Or is it only the gods who will fall? Loki didn't panic, Chong Junxiong showed a wry smile, and the evil man almost said to himself, "Reincarnation...... It's to see who is the real god in this world, me or you, in the end. ”