Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

Putting aside whether he could remember the full text of Sherlock, even if he did, Heimdall felt there was no need to tell Odin. If he did tell Odin, he might not be able to make this old man angry. Can't sleep.

Even if I can't sleep, maybe I can go to Earth with my precious big gun and have a solo with this young man. The gain outweighs the loss, well, it just outweighs the gain. It's definitely not because I'm afraid that God King Odin will find out and get angry at me.

Leaving aside Heimdall's side, Sherlock was indeed tired of scolding him. After all, he had been scolding him for a long time, but there was no response from above, which only meant that he didn't seem to be paying attention to this.

Sherlock, who gradually calmed down, looked at the Meow Hammer in the center of the ruins. Sherlock remembered it clearly. Ever since it appeared in the movie, the surrounding items have been sold out.

Sherlock even bought one at first, but now that he has met the genuine one, Sherlock is determined to try it.

Coming to the side of the Meow Hammer, Sherlock took a horse step, held the handle of the Meow Hammer with both hands, took a deep breath, and then moved the Dantian, followed by Sherlock's burst of strength.

"卟~~~"

Well, Sherlock farted. As for Meowth Hammer, he was still motionless in place. Sherlock was not surprised at all. Just for the half hour he had just turned into a troll, Meowth Hammer did not dare to recognize him.

Sherlock still has this self-awareness.

Although he knew that Meowth Hammer would not recognize him, Sherlock still got playful and took out his wand and tried it with the levitating spell. Surprisingly, it actually succeeded for Sherlock.

Sherlock's spell successfully made Meowth Hammer levitate. This situation would probably kill Meowth Hammer if he was conscious, and even Meowth Hammer himself would be a little confused.

However, Sherlock was not surprised at all. After all, according to Ancient One, his magic meant that his will was above the rules and could make the Meow Hammer levitate. Sherlock was not surprised at all.

He decisively took out his cell phone and let the Meowth Hammer float in his hand. After taking a few photos, Sherlock carefully controlled the Meowth Hammer back to its original position without even changing its posture.

After some confirmation, Sherlock nodded with satisfaction and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Is it insured? I want to apply for insurance. You may not believe it, but my car was smashed into pieces by a hammer that fell from the sky!"

Chapter 30 Coulson was moved by the news (Part )

Sherlock spent nearly half an hour explaining to Insurance that he was not having fun with him, but that a hammer really fell from the sky and smashed his raptor to pieces.

But the operator on the insurance side refused to believe it and once thought Sherlock was a young man who stole his parents' phone as a prank.

A hammer falling from the sky? The operator would believe it if it were a misfired missile that fell from the BD experiment. Even if Sherlock said that Iron Man fell and damaged his car, the operator would believe Sherlock's words.

hammer? Haha, if I believed it, then I would really be a hammer.

This is the truest thought deep in the operator's heart.

Sherlock talked hard and argued with the operator for a long time before the other party agreed to come over and take a look. After all, no matter what was smashed or Sherlock deliberately destroyed it, as a member of the insurance industry, as long as Sherlock reported it, everything would be fine. It is necessary to take a trip to determine whether you are cheating on your insurance.

Sherlock was relieved when he heard that the man on the other end of the phone still didn't believe what happened to him, but agreed to send an investigator to investigate.

Sherlock quickly reported his location. For the sake of accuracy, Sherlock even put on a helmet, used Jarvis to locate the latitude and longitude and reported it. Then he hung up the phone with satisfaction.

After that, it was a boring wait. As long as the insurance company came and saw his car that had been turned into pieces, Sherlock would definitely get it.

Although he was a little bit reluctant to part with his beloved car, Sherlock still felt that it was not a loss and was even a little happy when he thought that he could replace it with the latest Raptor through insurance.

As for the period of waiting for the insurance to come over, Sherlock said that it was impossible to be bored. Didn't he still have Meowth Hammer accompanying him?

Although he couldn't pick up the genuine Meow Hammer in front of him, it didn't stop Sherlock from experimenting with his magic on the Meow Hammer at all.

After a few operations, Sherlock was surprised to find that not all of his magics were applicable to the Meowth Hammer. For conceptual magics such as the Levitation Spell and Clean Up, even the Meowth Hammer had no room to resist him. .

But when it comes to flames, cutting spells and other magic with physical attributes, Meow Hammer can be said to be completely immune, although Sherlock has reduced the scope and power of the magic as much as possible in order to keep the scene as it is.

After all, this group of insurance investigators in the Lighthouse Country can be said to be comparable to the existence of Forborough. If there is any trace of something wrong, they will refuse to pay compensation. Sherlock does not want to let the latest Raptor and himself just because of his boredom. Say goodbye.

Of course, Sherlock doesn't have the guts to test the more powerful black magic on the Meow Hammer. After all, this thing is just that. According to the plot, Thor still has to rely on the Meow Hammer to regain his divine power and restore the essence of God.

Sherlock couldn't guarantee that if Meowth's hammer really couldn't withstand his black magic and was destroyed, whether Thor, who was still a god of the sun, could defeat the destroyer sent by Loki like in the original work.

Apart from these two types of magic, Sherlock is not without gains. The biggest gain is that there is a copy of the Meow Hammer in Sherlock's library.

Although this replica is just a high-imitation product with the appearance of Meowth Hammer, Sherlock has touched it carefully, and even the touch is not right, but as a collectible, Sherlock is still very satisfied.

In addition to this collection, what surprised Sherlock the most was that the Meowth Hammer could not resist his own transformation. Although the Meowth Hammer would turn into the item Sherlock wanted according to his own transformation spell, compared to Compared to other items, the Meow Hammer's time to maintain its transformation is undoubtedly shorter than half.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, the Meowth Hammer cannot transform into a living object. Every time Sherlock tries to turn the Meowth Hammer into a real 'Meowth' hammer, he always fails.

Not only that, Sherlock also discovered that even if the Meowth Hammer was changed in appearance by the transfiguration spell, some of its own characteristics still remained, just like Sherlock was still unable to lift the Meowth Hammer that turned into a feather.

Despite this, Sherlock also felt very satisfied. Imagine that when Thor, the God of Thunder, was fighting, Sherlock suddenly took action and turned the Meow Hammer in Thor's hand into a small red flower.

Although this little red flower looks extremely delicate, as if it will break in the next second, in Thor's hand, it is like a real Meow Hammer, killing gods and Buddhas.

To one's own people, it's just a little funny, but to one's enemies, it can be said to be extremely harmful and even more insulting.

As long as Thor really transforms Sherlock, the Meowth Hammer will still inflict 100% mental damage while maintaining its original attack power, which is comparable to the torture of being sunk by the Pipi Shrimp in a netizen's joke before time travel.

After Sherlock experimented with magic, he lay on the ground bored, sunbathing while imagining in his mind Thor, the God of Thunder, carrying a small red flower and killing everyone during the Battle of New York.

Just thinking about it makes me feel that the picture is so beautiful and a little bit eye-catching.

Just when Sherlock felt like he was about to fall asleep due to the warm sunbathing, Sherlock heard a very weak roar of an engine.

After confirming again and again that he heard correctly, Sherlock sighed about his lost nap, sat up, and looked in the direction from which the figure came.

A seemingly small vehicle appeared not far from the ground. The creamy yellow body looked unusually mini, and the engine was roaring continuously.

After looking at it for a while, Sherlock determined that the car that came was a Beetle whose style could be called an antique car. It was probably the insurance he had called just now.

The Beetle was not very fast. After waiting for a long time, it came to Sherlock. It staggered to a stop, and a fat man comparable to Happy emerged from the Beetle's small compartment.

Sherlock was even afraid that when the big fat man came out, the Beetle would not be able to bear it and fall apart on the spot.

After a while, the big fat man came to Sherlock's side and stretched out his chubby hand to Sherlock while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Hello, I'm Frankie Bourque, your insurance investigator. Here's my business card. I heard your car was damaged by a hammer?"

After Sherlock took the other party's business card, he pointed at the scene behind him one after another. Frankie Bourque then looked over, and the corner of Frankie Bourque's mouth couldn't help but twitch crazily after just one glance.

Damn it, I originally thought Sherlock was making an outrageous joke, but I never expected that the outrageous thing turned out to be reality!

However, what is even more outrageous is that Frankie Bourque failed to pick up the Meow Hammer from the ground after experimenting for a long time. This situation made Frankie Bourque feel that it was really outrageous to open the door for him, outrageous. Got home.

Chapter 31 Coulson takes action after hearing the news (Part )

Just when Frankie Bourque had doubts about his many years of experience as an insurance investigator because of this hammer that he couldn't even lift.

On the other side of the horizon, a fleet of Cadillac Escalades appeared not far away. The smoke and dust raised by the full-size SUVs quickly attracted the attention of Sherlock and Frankie Bourque.

In just a short while, the convoy arrived near Sherlock and parked neatly not far from the wreckage of Sherlock's vehicle.

A group of people in black suits came out of the vehicle and began to alert the surroundings. Frankie Bourque still didn't understand what happened, but Sherlock knew the identities of these people.

The reason is also very simple. Among the group of black suits, Sherlock saw an old acquaintance of his, the mayor of the Novice Village, Agent Coulson with a worrying hairline.

Colson seemed to also see Sherlock, and walked up to say hello to Sherlock with a smile.

"We meet again, Sherlock. We have met a few times. You should know, Phil Coulson."

Unlike Frankie Bourque who broke into a cold sweat when facing such a big scene, Sherlock seemed much calmer and stretched out his hand to shake Coulson's hand.

"Of course, Agent Coulson, Uncle Tony is able to come back thanks to your help. By the way, why are you here?"

Facing Sherlock's question, Coulson's smile remained unchanged, but he answered Sherlock's question.

"We detected a strong energy wave near this area. While we were investigating, I received a message from the headquarters saying that you were also nearby, and the car was damaged by a hammer falling from the sky, so we Just come and take a look.”

Although Sherlock had expected Coulson's explanation, his eyes narrowed slightly and he asked as if he was a little unhappy.

"Are you spying on me?"

Seeing that Sherlock didn't seem very happy, Coulson quickly explained.

"No, Mr. Sherlock, you misunderstood us. We do not monitor your daily behavior, we only report special situations. You know, since Tony encountered danger last time, everyone around him has been under our supervision." Focus on taking care of the top of the list.

Don't think too much, Mr. Sherlock, it's just a precaution. After all, the incident with your uncle last time was too big. "

Of course, it can be said that Sherlock did not believe a word of Coulson's explanation. Black Braised Egg's suspicious character and the S.H.I.E.L.D. formed by Hydra can be said to have a very low limit.

Sherlock would not believe that they were just trying to prevent danger. Perhaps the greater chance was that Tony did not find out who the magician who fought against the Iron Overlord was that night, so he began to monitor the people around Tony.

Fortunately, Sherlock and Tony would basically not discuss any issues related to Sherlock's vest on the phone, which left the SHIELD people helpless.

Nodding to Colson expressionlessly, Sherlock didn't say much.

Seeing that Sherlock didn't seem to want to talk to him anymore, Colson turned to look at Frankie Bourque who had been standing aside and said.

"Mr. Frankie Bourque, I'm sorry, you are not allowed to disclose the photos of the scene to anyone. We need you to sign a confidentiality agreement. This matter has been classified as confidential."

Colson's words successfully aroused the anger of Frankie Bourque. The chubby Frankie Bourque looked at Colson like a crazy wild boar and said.

"I'm sorry, sir, which department are you from? I don't think I can act according to your wishes. My employer, Mr. Sherlock, has suffered damage to his property. I need to bring back photos of the scene to help my employer, Sherlock." Mr. handles insurance claims."

As a veteran, Frankie Bourque encountered such a situation not once or twice. He even encountered a situation where his employer hired some actors to pretend to be related persons to defraud insurance companies.

In the Lighthouse Country, this kind of situation is not uncommon. After all, whether it is Fobo or the guys from Langley, they do have great rights on some issues.

Coulson was not surprised by Frankie Bourque's remarks, and still smiled and showed his ID to Frankie Bourque.

"Mr. Frankie Bourque, this is my Ph.D. certificate. We will issue you an instruction. You can take the instruction to apply for insurance for Mr. Sherlock."

Seeing Colson seeming confident, Frankie Bourque was a little undecided. He took Colson's ID card and glanced at Sherlock, who was still standing expressionless. Then he continued.

"Okay, I need to contact the headquarters to verify the authenticity of the certificate. If what you say is true, then Mr. Sherlock will still get the compensation he deserves."

After that, Frankie Bourque ignored Sherlock and Colson, ran to the side alone and started making phone calls continuously.

Sherlock and Coulson just glanced at each other and then stopped caring about Frankie Bourque.

On the contrary, Coulson looked at the scene with great interest and sighed to Sherlock.

"Mr. Sherlock, judging from the traces at the scene, your accident can be said to be extremely tragic. You are really lucky. You were not injured at all in such a tragic scene."

Tianhe Colson's sigh made Sherlock panic for a moment, but soon, a bold idea appeared in Sherlock's head, and he became increasingly uncontrollable.

"No, my dear Agent Coulson, the reason why I was not injured is because I have some special medicines in my hand to deal with special situations. The effects of these medicines vary, but without exception the effects are extremely significant.

It can even be said that as long as there is still breath, it can be saved with enough medicine. It is precisely because of these medicines that I can survive, although the side effects of these medicines are some weird. "

Sherlock's words successfully caught Colson's attention. The two foxes had different thoughts. Colson looked at Sherlock pretending to be surprised.

"Really? Mr. Sherlock, can you show me these potions of yours? Your information does not say that you can make such potions."

Regarding Colson's question, since Sherlock dared to speak for so long, he must have thought of a countermeasure. He naturally took out a bottle of white moss potion and handed it to Colson and answered.

"Of course, Mr. Colson, this bottle is one of the potions I made. Its function is to quickly treat trauma without even leaving scars. As for why I made these potions, I can tell you Just, these are all from a very old book.

To be honest, I didn't believe it was real at first, but because of an accident, I had to believe that it was real.

Oh, by the way, remember, the side effects of this thing are completely random. The side effects of the same medicine will be different for everyone. Even after the side effects are over, the side effects will not be the same when using the same medicine. "

Chapter 32 Sherlock with a new vest

Coulson was also skeptical about Sherlock's words, but the fact that Sherlock did not have any injuries on his body at this time was indeed strong proof.

Thinking of this, Colson also took the potion handed over by Sherlock with a smile. Seeing Colson take the potion, Sherlock's smile became even brighter.

"Agent Coulson, this bottle is a gift. Let's call it SHIELD. If you want to purchase it, you can contact me, but the production of this thing is limited, and I don't know. You can’t sell too much, and I only accept gold transactions.”

Looking at Sherlock's businessman's face, Coulson rolled his eyes, still with that gentle smile on his face, and looked at Sherlock and said.

"Of course, no problem, Mr. Sherlock, do you mind if we do an on-site experiment?"

Sherlock was naturally unfazed by Coulson's words and made a please gesture to Coulson. At that moment, Coulson no longer hesitated and called a SHIELD agent over.

Sherlock took a closer look, and he saw that he was an acquaintance, the legendary Crossbones Brock Rumlow. He was a big figure in the comics, but he was only a small character in the movie.

But one thing I have to admit is that this guy looks really manly. After Coulson explained the function of Sherlock's potion to Rumlow, this guy is also a ruthless person. He pulled out the dagger without any hesitation. There was a small cut on his arm.

Sherlock's brows jumped at seeing such a cruel style, and even Coulson looked surprised.

Rumlow obviously saw the expressions of the two of them and smiled at them before saying.

"Don't be surprised. As field workers who face danger all the time, Mr. Sherlock's medicine can be said to be a life-saving miracle medicine for us. I'm just too excited.

By the way, Mr. Sherlock, how should this potion be used? "

Regarding Rumlow's explanation, Sherlock just twitched the corner of his mouth, secretly sighing in his heart that he was indeed the ruthless person in Hydra who dared to confront the captain, but on the surface, he still said to Rumlow with a normal expression.

"It's very simple. Mr. Cruel, just pour a little bit of the medicine on the wound. By the way, this bottle of medicine has side effects. Although it won't harm the body, the side effects of the medicine... um... how should I put it? Well, it will be a little weird, and it will be different every time you use it.”

Rumlow obviously didn't care about Sherlock's statement. He opened the bottle cap and poured the medicine on the wound. Seeing that Rumlow didn't even frown the whole time, Sherlock's eyelids jumped. Looking at Coulson next to him.

'Are you SHIELD people so cruel? '

'Don't look at me, this is the first time I know this guy is so cruel! '