42. The Return of the Evil God
"Child Emperor" Yujiro, a ten-year-old superhero, is a field worker of the same level as Captain America in terms of physical strength and intelligence.
Fu Zhao came back from queuing up to get the meal, piled dozens of plates on the table, and looked at him with emotion when he sat down: "Do you even hire child labor at your headquarters?" β
"I happened to meet here, so I won't have to go to the headquarters tomorrow to find you, but I still have to go to cram school, adults." Yujiro slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, and his pupils, which were slightly lighter than his hair, swept over Fu Zhao dissatisfiedly, "Long story short, have you heard of an organization called 'Mad Scientists'?" β
Fu Zhao pulled one from the mountain of fries and nodded sternly: "That gathering of scientists who studied the D3 virus?" I dealt with it not long ago, and I don't know much about the others. β
"Not only that, but the industry of scientists involved involves all kinds of aspects, I don't know which part of your investigation is in?" Sherlock took the initiative to take the lead in the topic and did not underestimate the schoolboy superhero opposite.
Yujiro stopped licking the wave candy and propped his arm on the table, his voice blurred under the interference of music: "Bioenergy." The inhabitants of Nishi-ku are said to be a form of bioenergy that has a negative effect, and those who have recently worked on this technology have disappeared from the outside world. β
"What did Loki gather them up for...... Well, there's a kid younger than you in the West Side missing, and the resentful spirit's movements are uncontrollable and come and go freely, probably using some special method to restrict their movements. The pointing was so obvious that even Fu Zhao thought of the connection, and bit off the end of the fries dipped in ketchup.
After Yujiro sat down, his toes hung slightly, dangling and kicking the schoolbag on the ground and nodding: "That's right, after figuring out whether those people's disappearance was voluntarily or forced, I will decide whether to help you or not according to the situation." β
Fu Zhao could only see the edge of the black schoolbag, and felt that it couldn't be a textbook inside, it weighed at least twenty pounds, so it could only be placed on the ground, and it made a very light sound with the kicking.
"Why don't you go to Thor?" Sherlock asked sensibly, listening to the sound of squeaky French fries in his ear, breathing deeply and inhibiting emotion.
"Do you think I haven't looked for Thor?" Yujiro hugged his head in pain, and the popan candy replied vaguely in his mouth, "He thinks that such a dangerous thing should not be handed over to a child, so he has always opposed me to engaging in a field job in the Security Bureau." β
Fu Zhao hurriedly interjected: "I also think that you are still too young to fight evil now, it is more important to go to school well, my brother will buy you a set of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination Three-Year Simulation" in two days, you are welcome." β
Has even the successor of justice fought so hard these days?
"Childish." Yujiro commented coldly in a child's voice, biting the pink candy in half and swallowing it directly, "Adults who blindly worship bad people and imitate their behavior and achieve nothing are really naΓ―ve, I'm not talking about others, it's you." β
Fu Zhao put away the hand that pointed at Sherlock for the first time, and admitted the reality stupidly, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a philosophical light: "You ate an apple when you were very hungry, so remember the taste, even if there is a higher grade fruit in the future, the feeling will definitely not be as impressive as that apple...... Forget it, the bear child will not understand this mood, you should eat less sugar and more vegetables. β
Yujiro ignored him and began to discuss other details with Sherlock, ruling out a few blocks where Loki would never be able to hide, intending to investigate the rest of the places one by one.
Fu Zhao kept standing up to get the food he was interested in, but he regretted that the news of the dinner party was not sent early enough, and he couldn't show much appetite at all after being hungry for two meals!
He didn't even look at the various high-end wines that he wasn't interested in, and returned to the four-person table with a carbonated drink.
The city is home to countless organizations that bring together talents in various fields, and its founder's name is Phoenix Temple, who originally came to this world as a "mad scientist", and left behind the inexplicable rule that all members wear white coats.
Everyone used to live in a different environment, and the Phoenix Courtyard Fierce True has accumulated a wealth of experience in world line jumping in his own world, and he didn't take it seriously after coming here! After living unhurriedly for a while, he built a time machine to inform his past self to get rid of the influence of reincarnation and go back again......
"And then?" Fu Zhao relishes the story as a snack, and eats it in his stomach with other things, only to find that it is over.
Sherlock ate the last steak on the plate, wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and announced that the meal was over: "He is the first person in recorded history to leave the city by means of guΓ² non-death, but he has not left any relevant information, so there are no imitators...... Maybe Loki wants to leave this world. β
"There is no record of the time machine in the information we have so far, and it cannot be ruled out that it can also affect the 'gods'." Emperor Tong didn't have any awe when he mentioned the gods, and looked at the green vegetables in front of him with a bitter face, "Mr. Sherlock, if you want to leave now, please send me back to the collective dormitory." β
"You also live in a dormitory? It turns out that there are other residents in the broken prince besides me, wait a minute, I'll pack up the uneaten things and leave! Hearing this, Fu Zhao hurriedly put the lobster tail that had not eaten into a transparent packing box, and stood up with a wipe of his mouth.
Yujiro picked up his schoolbag from the ground and quickly carried it behind him: "I don't have a family in this world, and it's troublesome to rent a house, so it's more convenient to live in a dormitory." β
"It seems that after the Security Bureau disappears, I can still be a driver, which is really happy." Sherlock put his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, felt for the key, and walked towards the exit.
Fu Zhao had long been accustomed to his attitude, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and forcibly rubbed the top of Yujiro's head: "Don't talk so miserable, little friend, I can go to your place in the future." β
"No, I spend my time outside of duty attending cram schools in the school park." Emperor Tong coldly refused, his expression quite mature.
Fu Zhao's footsteps paused for a moment, and after thinking of something, he looked worried: "School Park? That place is messy enough, and the quality of compulsory education is still very average. β
One of the school parks in the urban area, the most famous school is the protagonist school that contracts the three stages of high school, junior high school and elementary school, only admits boys and girls who claim to be ordinary students, and only sets up the protagonist position in the penultimate row by the window.
Among the students in the school are magical girls who save the world.,There's a boy who frees youkai every day with his friend's tent.,And the second head of the middle school who tries to become a new world of Kami but has been arrested...... In short, there is no shortage of anything, but no one takes classes well.
ββ¦β¦ I'm a Ph.D. student. Yujiro wore a blue half-sleeved shirt and impatiently pulled out the collar that was pressed under the strap of his school bag.
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At night, the half-used building of the Central District Security Bureau's collective dormitory looked more and more strange in the darkness.
Sherlock stepped on the brakes and stopped at the door of the dormitory, signaling with his eyes that he had arrived.
Yujiro sat in the back where Gacoko used to sit, with a seat belt on his body, and smiled politely: "Thank you very much." β
"You're welcome, don't see outside." Fu Zhao consciously accepted this thank-you, opened the car door and got out of the Jaguar, and turned back to take the lunch box.
Sherlock helplessly handed over the disposable chopsticks he had left in front of the car window: "When the hell will you learn to keep your distance from me?" β
Fu Zhao didn't know where his mind went, so he put the chopsticks in the plastic bag and casually answered: "Distance produces beauty, ah, beautiful life, beautiful me." β
"Boom !!"
With the violent sound of the explosion, the entire dormitory building collapsed, the steel bars were broken, the walls collapsed, and only the dust rushed into the sky for a long time, almost obscuring the starlight, so fast that people didn't have time to react......
What happened?
Fu Zhao rubbed his eyes, confirmed that there was still a ruin in front of him, patted the top of Yujiro's head with his hand and sighed: "That, it seems that I can't go to your house in the future......"
It's not just a matter of visiting the door, it's the whole house that has been blown up! The only thing that could be thankful was that they arrived at a good time to be able to stand outside and witness the qiΔ alive before the dormitory was in ruins.
If you go in a minute earlier, you'll probably be buried under the rubble!
It has long been known that the crime phenomenon in the city is extremely active, but the criminals who blew up the entire dormitory building can only be said to be too idle!
All his possessions are still in there......
Fu Zhao jumped on the ruins in frustration and tried to turn his things out between the broken and upturned reinforced concrete, but found nothing, so he could only squat on the floor slab in a daze.
"There are only two of us who have registered for accommodation, and there should be no other injured people." Yujiro was carrying a student's school bag with four long legs of steel that looked like spider legs, supporting his body as he navigated between the collapsed buildings.
"It's really a little hairy child with a strong sense of justice, and he still cares about the casualties...... There is currently a problem that is more severe than the number of casualties. Fu Zhao stomped on a shaky floor slab under his feet, and felt that according to this collapse posture, it was the true body of Thor Shen, and it was estimated that he would not survive if he was buried underneath, "Where will we live tonight?" I don't have any money, you have an identity. Do you want to stay at a hotel? β
The night breeze paused, and the dust slowly fell, leaving only sharp questions echoing over the wreckage of the dormitory.
Yujiro clutched the strap of his schoolbag with both hands and was deeply silent.
The superhero and the temporary worker in the dormitory need to look at each other tacitly, and at the same time turn and jump off the ruins and rush towards Sherlock, who is rationally analyzing the perpetrators.
"Let me go to your house for another night!"
"Sir, you're not going to sit idly by and watch a child sleeping on the streets, are you?"