Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

When the heartless little spider saw Sherlock appearing in front of him in human form, he greeted himself very enthusiastically, leaving Sherlock speechless.

Before Sherlock could react and tell Little Spider about the doorway inside the 0-yuan purchase, a piercing siren sounded outside. As soon as Little Spider heard the siren, he made gestures with Sherlock. With a gesture for a while, the spider silk flew away.

In the little spider's mind, Sherlock is a serious avenger and an omnipotent magician. It is so easy to escape from those NYPDs. Maybe he doesn't even have to escape. After all, he has a real identity. the Avengers.

The little spider completely forgot that Sherlock did not put on the vest and was just standing in the scene as Sherlock.

After the little spider disappeared in a blink of an eye, Sherlock was very speechless and wanted to leave. However, before Sherlock could turn around and return to the deserted corner, he heard a roar from behind.

"Hands up! Hold your head with your hands and squat down, don't move! I saw you talking to that pervert in red and blue tights!"

Since the NYPDs were still at the gate and had not come in, Sherlock almost immediately figured out who was pointing the gun at him behind him, the mall security guard!

Sherlock was almost speechless at this. You didn't care about the gangsters robbing them. Instead, it was the little spider who stepped forward after taking care of the gangsters!

It doesn't matter if you just stood up, why are you pointing a gun at me? At best, I can only be considered a passerby! Not even a passerby!

Sherlock expressed that he was extremely speechless at the mall security guards.

However, Sherlock didn't resist. He obediently followed the security guard's instructions and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands. It wasn't that Sherlock was a coward, but Sherlock was really scared!

You must know that although everyone in Yingjiang is armed with guns and everyone is qualified to hold a gun, being able to hold a gun does not mean that everyone can use a gun!

Not to mention these security guards who don't even have any training, even many nypd men can't be said to be able to use guns. It just so happens that guns, a big killer, have become extremely dangerous in the hands of these rookies. .

Sherlock didn't dare to bet on whether the security guard behind him had received firearms training. If not, and he didn't listen to him and made him nervous, he shot him in the head again. Good guy, I guess Sherlock could say He is the unluckiest time traveler in the entire starting point.

What's more, this matter has nothing to do with Sherlock in the first place. For Sherlock, the most he can do is experience what it feels like to ride in a police car, and then be questioned and then released, even faster. Sherlock You can still make it in time for lunch.

It was precisely because of this that Sherlock squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and was handcuffed by the NYPD uncles who rushed in and took him to the police car.

In fact, when arriving here, Sherlock still felt very novel. After all, for Sherlock, this was the first novel experience in his two lifetimes combined.

But what Sherlock never expected was that things immediately started to go wrong next.

Good guy, after bringing Sherlock to the police station, there was no interrogation room or anything like that that Sherlock was looking forward to. He just threw Sherlock into the detention room without even asking.

When he stayed in the detention room until noon, Sherlock originally thought that he could have a national meal, but he never expected that everyone else was already having dinner, so Sherlock was taken away by his uncles and put into the police car.

Before Sherlock could figure out what was going on, Sherlock was already being carried on the dock of the court by his two uncles.

What made Sherlock break his guard the most was that the old woman judge, who looked like she was almost 50 years old, didn't even ask a question. She just raised her head and glanced at Sherlock and then looked at the documents in her hand.

After that, a hammer blow, a mouth opening, and a sentence of two and a half years.

Sherlock was completely stunned. Good guy, he just watched the fun, at most he said a few words and said hello to the little spider, and he was sentenced to two and a half years in prison?

Sherlock's whole body felt bad.

But the uncles didn't give Sherlock a chance to refute, and just carried him out.

After an afternoon of wasting time, Sherlock, wearing a classic orange prison uniform, sat in a room in the prison with a confused look on his face.

The person was arrested in the morning, the court convened at noon, and Sherlock was already in prison in the evening.

Sherlock even began to wonder, when did Yingjiang's work efficiency become so fast? Now that everything has happened, if Sherlock still doesn't know that he is being plotted, then Sherlock must have a bubble in his head.

However, what made Sherlock feel even more defenseless was that before Sherlock could figure out who dared to trick him so blatantly, the door to his room was opened from the outside. A prison guard was escorting a black man who looked like an iron tower. The old man walked into the room.

Sherlock smiled immediately when he saw it, what a good guy, an acquaintance!

"Reinhardt Hopkins? Were you finally caught because you were too perverted?"

Sherlock's whole body twitched as he looked at the big black man who walked in like an iron tower and smiled.

By now, Sherlock also knows that if there is no ghost about him going to jail, then it really is!

In the training ground in the distance, the phantom transformed by Sherlock's magic clone seemed to feel something. He sighed silently in the classroom and then said to himself.

"It looks like Wanda will have to attend online classes for a few more days."

Chapter 534: Prison situation?

After hearing Sherlock's teasing, Reinhard rolled his eyes angrily. He ignored Sherlock's intention and climbed onto Sherlock's upper bunk.

The prison at Yingjiang's house was pretty good, and Sherlock was very lucky to be assigned to a two-person room only found in the movie. There were only two people in the room, Reinhardt and Sherlock.

Seeing that Reinhard ignored him, Sherlock didn't get angry. He sat down on his bed. After the prison guard left, he took out his phone from his kingdom and made a call.

"Hello? Sherlock? Aren't you supposed to be in jail? How can you still make calls? Are you using your own mobile phone?"

As soon as Sherlock's call was connected, Price's confused words came from the other end of the phone. He seemed surprised that Sherlock could still make a call even though he was locked up.

And through Price's few words, Sherlock also knew that there must be some reason why he was imprisoned so suddenly, and besides himself, everyone else should know it!

Sherlock got a little angry when he thought of this. Good guy, he was kept in the dark when he co-wrote it? His tone immediately became a little unhappy.

"I said, dear Uncle Price, why don't you tell me what happened? That you let me go directly to jail without knowing anything? If I hadn't noticed something wrong, maybe at noon I’m about to start causing trouble!”

Listening to the complaints in Sherlock's words, Price on the other side of the phone broke out in a cold sweat and felt disgusted.

The reason for the cold sweat was that Price thought of Sherlock's magical magic and the weapons and ammunition in a warehouse that Sherlock had hidden somewhere. If Sherlock really made a fuss, it would probably be a complete fight. A prison riot requires the dispatch of armed helicopters and the National Guard.

Otherwise, he might not be able to suppress the weapons and ammunition that Sherlock had hidden.

As for his dislike, well, I suggest Sherlock think more about his daily behavior and why Price is unwilling to tell you his actions.

After all, Price knew Sherlock too well. If he really told Sherlock, he might be able to do something cool. If it affected the progress of the operation, then it would be the end of the game.

When he thought of this, Price sighed helplessly and said to Sherlock on the phone.

"Just stay in jail with peace of mind. This time is an operation against Hydra. Cai, Fubo, the underworld, killers, officials and many companies are all involved in this operation. I hope this operation will be thorough." Clear out the Hydra hidden in various organizations.

The stakes are high, you just need to play the role of a stupid rich second generation who doesn't know what's going on. This task is very simple. Don't mess it up, and don't make any small thoughts that you shouldn't have. Just treat it as experiencing life! "

"????"

After listening to Price's instructions, Sherlock felt a little uncomfortable. There was nothing wrong with the big action. It could even be said to be a multi-dimensional three-dimensional action between the government and the private sector, but what did this have to do with him?

"No, this operation is indeed huge and involves many forces and organizations. But Uncle Price, what does this have to do with me?"

Sherlock felt like he was almost dying of grievance. He complained directly to Price on the phone. After all, he couldn't come into contact with the forces that Price just mentioned. Even if he did, it shouldn't be a matter of the Avengers. What does it have to do with him, the little boss of the training ground?

Sherlock doesn't understand and feels aggrieved.

After Price heard Sherlock's somewhat aggrieved inquiry, he sighed helplessly and spoke to Sherlock on the phone.

"Your training ground has gathered Cai, Fu Bo, killers, underworld, and some official organizations. On the corporate side, you are the boss of a giant company, Tony's nephew, and you are inextricably linked to the Avengers. .

The most important thing is that you have had a deal with the former S.H.I.E.L.D., think about it, is there a better fuse and bait than you? "

To be honest, Sherlock was stunned for a moment after hearing Price's explanation. It seemed that there was probably no one more suitable than him?

But now, Sherlock still doesn't know what he should do. It's appropriate, but he's already in the classroom, so what else can he do?

As if he had thought of the question Sherlock wanted to ask, Presley paused before continuing.

"You don't have to do anything. Even your safety is protected by Cai and Fobo. All you have to do is pretend to be a stupid rich second generation and experience prison life for about a month." Got it!"

After saying that, Price didn't care what Sherlock wanted to say and hung up the call directly.

Looking at the hung up phone in his hand, Sherlock was extremely speechless, but he was a fun-loving person after all, so Sherlock adjusted quickly. After all, it was a novel experience, wasn't it?

And it is no exaggeration to say that Sherlock is really not afraid of the people in the prison cells in those movies. If you really dare to make Sherlock unhappy, the barrel of the gun will hit you in the mouth.

As for the multi-department plan that Price mentioned, to be honest, Sherlock is not very interested. You must know that the more people involved, the more complicated things tend to be. Sherlock is not very fond of those brain-burning ones. thing.

Throwing the phone in his hand into his divine kingdom, Sherlock calmly lay on his bed, took out a fried chicken leg from the divine kingdom and started to chew on it.

Just as Sherlock was happily chewing on it, Reinhardt said to Sherlock in a muffled voice under the quilt.

"My mission is to protect you. There is also a knowledgeable agent protecting you in the dark. You don't want to make any noise and just act like an ordinary person. We don't know each other either. Do you understand?"

To be honest, if Sherlock's hearing was not relatively good, and there were only two people in this cell, Sherlock and Reinhardt, Sherlock might not be able to hear what Reinhardt said to him. .

"Don't worry, Chew Chew, I'm just going to experience life, Chew Chew, Chew Chew, to be honest, Chew Chew, I haven't even been in a cell yet!"

While chewing on the fried chicken leg in his hand, Sherlock said to Reinhard carelessly, "Damn it, after a whole day of tossing, Sherlock didn't even get a bite to eat, so he had to take advantage of it while no one was around." eat more?

Sherlock's answer successfully attracted Reinhard's attention, causing the tower-like man to reveal his head directly from the quilt. He swallowed hard and looked at the pit with a surprised look on his face. Shylock of drumsticks.

"Where did you get the fried chicken legs?"

"Hey, you know, I have some magical abilities. Isn't it a small thing to make fried chicken legs or something?"

"Give me one!"

"Don't we know each other?"

"Fart, no one can see it now, give me one quickly, I'm starving to death!"

"Oh, do you want milk tea?"

"?? Are you really here to sit in a jail cell and not for a vacation?? It’s just about the sun and the beach, right??"

"It's not impossible, do you want it? If you want it, I will change it for you on the spot!"

"..."

Chapter 535 Sherlock’s Prison Life

Facts have proved that Sherlock's first night in prison was very comfortable. After eating and drinking, Sherlock didn't do anything special and fell asleep on the bed.

If there is anything imperfect about Sherlock's prison life, then it's probably that he can't sleep in.

After all, this is a place where the country eats food, so discipline must be observed, so Sherlock was woken up early in the morning. Before Sherlock could turn over and want to go back to sleep, he was slapped by Reinhardt. He got up from the bed.

He had no choice but to wake up, and Sherlock could only follow Reinhard to the cafeteria to have breakfast in a daze. Speaking of which, this was the only time Sherlock had breakfast in his entire life.

But generally speaking, the trees are still but the wind is not stopping. You must know that Yingjiang is a mixed bag, so it can be said that there is everyone, especially the prison, a place full of 'talents'.

As we all know, the prisons in Yingjiang often have their own set of 'social norms'. It can be said that it is normal for prison bullies to bully newcomers.

Especially a handsome boy like Sherlock, who has 'fine skin and tender flesh'.

As soon as Sherlock appeared in the cafeteria, a group of big-ass perverts started whistling. Seriously, was this the first time in his two lifetimes that Sherlock felt like he was being teased?

Fortunately, Sherlock himself didn't care about this, or he had already been mentally prepared and ignored these perverts.

What's more, there is Reinhard, a strong man like an iron tower following Sherlock. Those perverts still have to think about it. After all, compared with the "skinned and tender" Sherlock, Reinhard is just a light guy. It doesn't look very easy to mess with.

Originally, Sherlock thought there would be a scene similar to those in the movies where someone would come up and lift the dinner plate to tell who is the boss of the prison. But unfortunately, Sherlock didn't see such a person until he finished breakfast. , but there are many people who are eyeing Sherlock covetously.

For this reason, Sherlock sighed secretly. He also wanted to see what the so-called confinement room looked like. Speaking of which, if he was locked up, could he open a portal and go out for a walk?

After all, the breakfast here is really, well, how should I put it, calling it pig food is an insult to pig food!

Well, it’s almost at the level of Korean food. If you don’t know, you can watch the video of the rice noodles on the side of the stick. Anyway, it’s definitely not delicious, and it even has some weight loss effects.

What Sherlock never expected was that he thought that after breakfast it would be like stepping on a sewing machine. After all, it was like this in novels and movies, but what Sherlock never expected was.

The first activity after breakfast was to have fun on the playground!

It has to be said that this is the first time Sherlock has seen the playground of Yingjiang's prison. It can only be said that it has the style of Yingjiang's side.

There are a bunch of fitness equipment in the corner and a place similar to the audience stand. It seems that they were built when the prison held some activities. And on the outside of the playground, there is an aisle surrounded by several circles of barbed wire. Many prison guards are holding it. Dogs are patrolling around the playground.

In the playground, you can basically see the major forces in the prison. Some are divided by race, some are divided by ancestral origin, and there are even small circles of local gangs.

Each force has its own place on the playground. For example, the group of black men occupying the only fitness facility on the playground are sweating profusely.

The group of white people were spread out on one side of the stands basking in the sun, while on the other side were Mexicans covered in tattoos.

The rest were some kittens and puppies gathered together in twos and threes to keep warm, as well as some honest people who looked like they had been bullied miserably.

As soon as Reinhard appeared on the playground, he was stared at by a tall and thick black man. He ran directly to Reinhard and seemed to start talking to Reinhard.

It can only be said that Reinhard is indeed a field officer trained by CAI. He knows a little bit about everything. In just a short time, he became familiar with the black man who walked over and successfully joined the other party's force. .

That's right, the black gang that owns fitness equipment territory.

After Reinhard left, Sherlock clearly felt that many malicious eyes were focused on him.

Facts have proved that Sherlock's feeling was not wrong at all. In just a short while, Sherlock found that he was surrounded by a group of tattooed Mexicans.

To be honest, Sherlock was still looking forward to what these people would do to him. Sherlock was full of curiosity about this.

Soon Sherlock knew how this group of people usually treated newcomers. A spirited young man with tattoos on his face stood up and walked up to Sherlock surrounded by the crowd. After looking Sherlock up and down, He looked at Sherlock with a condescending expression.

"newcomer?"

Faced with this spirited young man's inquiry, Sherlock nodded curiously, and he accurately captured through the gaps in the crowd the sympathetic eyes of the honest people on the playground who had been bullied miserably when they looked at him.

Of course, it was undoubtedly fanciful to expect this group of honest people to come up and stop this group of people. Sherlock didn't expect it either. He just stared at the energetic young man standing opposite him with curious eyes.