Fu Zhao was bored without having meetings, and very consciously took over Sherlock's work computer after he left the office.

With that person's personality, there would certainly not be any private information stored in it. Fu Zhao sat on the leather chair with his legs crossed and flipped through for a long time, and only turned out some internal case materials.

Of course, in the most conspicuous place on the table, the three cases committed by Comrade Jack were still placed.

"The three deceased were all put down by the modus operandi of running away after stabbing them......" Fu Zhao carefully read the first-hand news and began to take notes seriously.

The first rule of the villain's behavior: if you can do it, don't use your mouth, don't be verbose!

How many predecessors who ruined the miè world when they put down the hero to win, a little unexpectedly filled with the loneliness that no one understands for many years, and when the big thing is not accomplished, he will talk to the righteous people, the main content is nothing more than to explain his evil plan, or mock the fallen hero to the fullest.

But it is during this time that the heroes often get the opportunity to fight back, and defeat the gushing villain in one fell swoop when the body value is full!

Every time he heard this kind of thing, Fu Zhao couldn't help but sigh: "Are you giving a speech, or are you sabotage?" ”

Could it be that a tirade before ruining the miè world can increase the success rate?

Apparently not, and none of those who did it ever succeeded!

In "Journey to the West", the monster caught Tang Seng and simply swallowed it in one bite instead of washing and eating it, and it was useless for Sun Wukong to bring in any rescuers.

It can be seen that things like cleanliness and speech will kill people at any time.

Or the gin boss is a simple person, saying that he will shoot his head, and he will not hesitate for a second.

Fu Zhao admired for a while, and then felt uncontrollable depression. At that time, it would be good to give him half a minute to explain......

I don't know how long it took, but the superheroes dispersed, and Fu Zhao heard a heated conversation coming from outside the hallway, and it was getting closer.

Sherlock quickly pushed the door in, and was about to lock it when a high heel was pressed against the door frame!

Natasha's smile was elegant and charming, but her behavior was just the opposite, kicking the door open and stepping in a crisp rhythm to stand in front of him: "You were so uninteresting in the meeting just now. ”

"If your definition of intellectual interest is to twist principles to please a group of incompetent people, then I'd rather do it for the rest of my life." Sherlock loosened the collar of his shirt, and the undressed formal suit made him even more irritable.

Fu Zhao remembered that beauty, she had appeared when she first came here to report, and today she changed into a professional dress and was still in good spirits.

Natasha noticed Fu Zhao's gaze and approached the seat across from him, "Isn't this your assistant?" In order to get a closer look at Jack being held in the same prison, how about the little guy, what did the investigation come out of? ”

Sherlock looked unhappy: "Don't think that the trick is almost enough to make me not hear the sarcasm in your words. ”

Natasha raised her eyebrows nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you usually treat other people with this attitude." ”

"Just leave my place, just leave the open program as it is, and then you can continue to enjoy your beautiful afternoon with nothing to do." Sherlock had a basic idea of what Fu Zhao had done on the other side of the monitor, and waved his hand to pass the time.

Seeing this situation, Fu Zhao already roughly understood what was happening at the meeting, and stood up with his pockets in his pockets: "The democratic way of decision-making is troublesome, and if it were our organization, we would definitely not quarrel because of disagreements." ”

Because they didn't accept the boss, they were all pulled out and shot in the head.

Sherlock sat heavily in his swivel chair, his gray eyes clouded: "I would rather be more direct □□ than arbitrary under the pretext of democratic discussion." Why they just don't understand that the most important thing now is not to get Jack back, but to find out the background of those three victims. ”

"What happened to the victim?" The only two chairs in the office were occupied, and Fu Zhao had to stand at the table, "Could it be that they are actually part of the mad scientists, who developed a virus to make Jack like that?" ”

Sherlock abruptly ceased all movements, staring at him with no apparent meaning, as was complete stillness.

Fu Zhao tentatively took a few steps left and right: "...... What are you watching me do? Am I saying the wrong thing? ”

"Don't tell me, you just said that sentence casually." Sherlock blinked, and his expression relaxed slightly when he saw Fu Zhao shaking his head.

Fu Zhao, who maintained the mechanical shaking movement: "It's not casual, but it's a complete nonsense, I guessed randomly." ”

Sherlock hung his head deeply on the table with his arms propped up, and his voice was extremely low: "I can't believe that the words of an ordinary person casually are exactly the same as the results of my analysis......"

“…… Well? Fu Zhao barely heard the content clearly, and suddenly became excited, "I won't be right, right!" Is it really the deliberate revenge of Comrade Jack, who was forced to become a real product? ”

Natasha sat down in a relaxed chair, her red and brown hair pressed against her cheeks: "Your boss tried to persuade the task force to temporarily abandon the investigation of the fate of the escaped prisoners and instead concentrate on investigating and researching the virus, but unfortunately, it failed. ”

"If there is a first infected person, there will be a second one, and it is not known how long it will take for D3 to be fully infected from implantation, so it is best practice to avoid them creating more carriers of the virus." Sherlock was still dissatisfied, "The three people Jack killed were all doctors, and they all had some connections to the Mad Scientist Order. There are two motives, in addition to deliberate revenge, which can also be a purge within the organization. We know too little about Jack to tell what he was for purpose at this time. ”

Su Qing is really a nostalgic word...... Fu Zhao couldn't help but think of Gin's hobby of killing his own people.

It seems that no matter where the evil organization is, there is a certain similarity in the style of acting.

"I have a chance to get close to them here...... Natasha smiled and slowly turned her head to look at Sherlock, "It's nine o'clock tonight in the underground area, and the mad scientists are gathering, so maybe you can take the opportunity to sneak in." However, most of the existing manpower is sent to search for fugitive criminals, leaving no room for you to carry out Plan B. ”

Plan A was to get all the prisoners back, including Jack, and that Sherlock would know the motive for the three murders sooner or later, as long as the prison system didn't collapse again.

Plan B is to take the initiative and infiltrate the organization to obtain internal information.

As for why, after the murder, the "mad scientists" can still gather in the open?

The reason is simple, unlike the Black Coat, it is not an illegal organization, but a gathering of top scientists in the city for the purpose of communication.

If it's not a genius with important achievements in some fields, it's not too embarrassing to join, and it's embarrassing to say hello to those glittering elites if you barely blend in......

And the D-series virus, including the D3 that made the task force anxious, is even more legitimate! The city's laws do not stipulate that scientific research cannot be carried out, and the scientists involved in the research are, at most, unconsciously strayed from the path when using technology to benefit mankind.

Which law says you can't change your appearance at will? Not only is it a viral infection, but people who take the initiative to have plastic surgery also grab a lot of it. For example, Shuichi Akai is not alive and well now, and the gin boss doesn't care about him because everyone has long hair and left-handed face.

The only offense was the fact that the D3-infected person killed the three doctors involved.

Fu Zhao took the lead in asking: "What is the underground area?" ”

"One of the seventy-two blocks, although it is called that name, is located on the surface, but because of the chaotic management, it has become a gray area that is difficult for the Security Bureau to intervene in management." Natasha explained simply, still looking at Sherlock, "Explain in advance, when I learned the news and used special means to get the party invitation, my identity had already been exposed, and at least two people in the Mad Scientists Organization had seen my appearance, so it was impossible to sneak in with a fake identity." ”

Sherlock's words were blocked, and suddenly another person came to mind: "Field staff...... What about Thor? ”

"He was seriously injured while hunting down his sociopathic bear brother and is still lying in the hospital." Natasha shook her head in regret and pulled out her lipstick from her handbag to touch up her makeup.

Sherlock looked calm: "Got it, then I'll go." ”

Natasha's beautiful eyes widened in an instant, and her lipstick was almost applied somewhere else: "It's the worst underground area with the worst security, and you're not a field worker, so you can't escape if there's a mistake!" And...... With your appearance of zero emotional intelligence, although it is very in line with the neurotemperament of scientists, can you really sneak inside and mingle with them? ”

Sherlock in a black suit looks shrewd and capable: "I'm just omitting unnecessary hypocrisy and politeness in my interpersonal interactions, not without emotional intelligence." Not to mention...... Who said I went alone? ”

Fu Zhao, who was watching it with relish on the side, suddenly had an ominous thought.

……

Among the city's 72 neighborhoods, the underground area ranks second to last in terms of security, but it is much more prosperous than the central district, which is mainly responsible for solving the supervillains.

After all, the tallest building in the Central District is the headquarters of the Security and Defense Bureau, and the largest buildings are the three major prisons of Crow Harbor, Vulture Bay and Phoenix River, which hold prisoners of different grades from thieves to serial killers according to the severity of the offense......

In short, economic development is not considered at all.

The underground area is different, with a lot of nightlife, and even when the sun goes down, there are countless bars and clubs that light up the night sky.

Nine o'clock in the evening was just the beginning of the all-night entertainment, and a man with a head of fluffy curly hair stood in the street.

"Are you sure I can do this?" Fu Zhao wrapped his black trench coat tightly, trying to find a sense of security, "It's a gathering of great scientists, and people who don't usually show their faces in news magazines don't have a chance to get an invitation, okay?" Even if I get it, I don't have a well-known person......"

Sherlock turned his head to look at the unlucky face under the orange neon light, and actually said to encourage Fu Zhao: "Please have a little adult confidence, at least you have been on the news, although it is a group appearance." Okay, go ahead, it's almost time for the party. ”

That's right, as a member of the "fugitive criminals whose prison system collapsed" was reported several times on the morning news.

"Anyway, just mix in, right? But it's not up to me to decide how much to find......" Fu Zhao apprehensively walked towards the exquisitely decorated single-family clubhouse on the street.

Sherlock finally reminded: "Wear Bluetooth headphones, Natasha and I will remind you." ”

The waiter who was standing at the door of the club before couldn't notice the corner, but now Fu Zhao walked over in fright, and as soon as he appeared at the door of the club, someone greeted him and asked softly if he was a scientist who participated in the party.

Fu Zhao nodded without saying a word, lowered his hat to cover half of his face, and took out the invitation from the side pocket of his trench coat with his other hand and handed it over.

This dress is completely copied from the gin boss, with a long black trench coat and a hat, as long as the eyes are sharp, no matter how you look at it, it is gloomy and crazy, in short, it is particularly noble and cold.

The waiter was probably calmed by his aura, and after receiving the invitation, he didn't say anything for a long time in shock, and finally came back to his senses after Fu Zhao threw out more than a dozen eye knives, and made an inviting gesture to let him enter the clubhouse.

The clubhouse, which has been thoroughly furnished, is more like a less well-equipped real room than a staggered banquet hall, and is mainly clean and white.

Fu Zhao's gaze lingered for a moment in the hands of the men gathered in twos and threes.

He is really a scientist, and he uses a beaker to drink red wine......

"Where the hell will it be...... I remember that it was written in the information that it was not all members who developed D3, but a certain group of people in the organization. Fu Zhao patrolled around the first floor, "It's not that I deliberately forgot Jack's true appearance, I was choked by the smoke and lost half my life, who remembers this." But I'll definitely remember seeing him one more time! ”

Fu Zhao didn't want to shirk his responsibility, but he had to admit that because he forgot the face in the smoke, it was difficult to make it difficult to arrest Cheng Dù, otherwise with the efficiency of the Security Bureau, Jack would have been arrested a long time ago.

There was also a staircase leading to the upper floor, and Fu Zhao didn't go to get the red wine in the beaker, so he shook around and didn't hear any useful news, so he walked to the second floor.

He was alone on the stairs, which was just right for him to communicate with Sherlock.

Fu Zhao raised his hand to cover the miniature headset hidden in the brim of his hat, and confirmed again whether the camera on his chest was running: "Hey, is the signal normal?" ”

"No problem, the image sound is steady." The first to answer was Natasha.

Fu Zhao, who didn't hear another voice: "What about Sherlock?" Where did that guy hide? ”

Natasha's helpless voice came from the headphones: "How do I know...... And remember, call the code name when you act! My name is Black Widow and he's 'Pipe'. ”

"Understood." Fu Zhao walked slowly to the second floor, "My code name is Wuliangye, and I have it in the previous organization. ”

The even more helpless Black Widow: "With a name like this, you really can't laugh?" ”

Fu Zhao explained seriously: "Back then, the boss prepared the two code names of Wuliangye and Erguotou, and pointed a gun at my head to make a choice within three seconds, and I was able to pick the former in a timely manner, which is enough to prove that the psychological element is excellent." ”

Otherwise, can you still chat so calmly when you infiltrate the enemy camp!

And Fu Zhao also made other plans...... It's rare to participate in a gathering of mad scientists, of course, he has to learn something to add bricks and tiles to the villain's career in the future, so he basically came with the mentality of exchange and learning.

There were fewer people on the second floor, and the lights were relatively dim, so Fu Zhao wandered aimlessly, and finally heard something useful as he passed the crimson sectional sofa!

Two people huddled together whispered in the corner: "As a virus, D3 is too vulnerable, the last ......"

His ears were very sensitive, but he could only hear half a sentence from too far away, but he did mention the word D3!

Fu Zhao excitedly leaned over to take a closer look, the two of them were wearing white coats, and they didn't look like good people under the half-bright and half-dark lights of the clubhouse!

The predecessors who ruined the Miè world, please teach him some more knowledge!

Fu Zhao resisted the urge to smile and approached the sofa from the side, and stepped forward to greet him seriously: "You guys...... Is that the guy who developed D3? ”

"Who are you?" One of them spoke coldly, his eyes unkind and full of vigilance.

Fu Zhao waved his hand and quickly explained: "Please don't be nervous!" I'm a fan of yours, and my dream since I was a child was to do a perfect crime together, and now I hope you can become my mentor and study D3 together ahahaha......"

In order to shorten the distance, he picked up the champagne bottle on the small coffee table and tried to pour wine for the other party to show his closeness, stepping on the small box next to the sofa and stepping forward.

"Click."

A terrible cracking sound came from beneath their feet, and the faces of the two scientists were suddenly darker than the night sky.

The other finally spoke: "You bastard just ...... Broke the world's last D3......"

Fu Zhao, who claimed to never shirk his responsibility, instantly ossified: "Ahahaha, why don't you put away such an important thing!" Locking it in the box is not a good insurance measure at all, I thought it was used for footsteps......"

The slender scientist on the left got up angrily: "I haven't seen you at all, how can I compensate for destroying important research materials as soon as I came up?" Are you really a member? How did you get in? ”

A series of questions left Fu Zhao unable to answer.

"-Of course not a member, I'm afraid his invitation is also a forgery, and I've already informed the security here."

A familiar voice came from not far away, and Sherlock stepped forward to speak with a decent smile.

The same slim-fitting black trench coat has a collar that covers half of his face, his temperament is gloomy and crazy, the edge of the pocket is really an invitation to reveal a corner, and the bronzing flower font reflects the light.

Fu Zhao instantly understood the truth: "You guy actually left a hand......"