Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

The last time he fell, Sherlock saw Thor with a mean smile on his face. This was also the last scene Sherlock saw.

'Thor, your uncle, if I don't destroy the entire Asgard, I won't be called Sherlock! ! ! '

This was Sherlock's last thought before he lost consciousness.

Chapter 130: Deceiving Sherlock

When Sherlock woke up again, he found that he was on a private plane, his hands and feet were tied, and there was even a rag stuffed in his mouth.

Opposite him sat a sturdy European young man. A huge suitcase was placed on the small table. Standing next to the muscular young man was a very large man who looked like a bodyguard.

However, what made Sherlock speechless was that, look at the people on the plane. The flight attendant was a widow. Through the widow's service room, Sherlock could vaguely see the burly man with blond hair in the cab who held his uniform tightly. Han was sitting in the co-pilot's seat and seemed to be operating the plane in a dignified manner.

Not far from him, Anna was sitting in a combat uniform.

None of the three eyes were on Sherlock, as if Sherlock and those two people didn't exist.

Having seen the situation clearly, Sherlock, although he was extremely dissatisfied with the behavior of these bad guys using him as bait, he still looked at the two "villain" gentlemen sitting opposite him with a pitiful look.

If Sherlock hadn't been speechless at this moment, Gao Luo De would have said, surrender, you have been surrounded.

The muscular man seemed to notice that Sherlock had woken up, and waved to the strong man beside him, who then stepped forward and pulled off the cloth from Sherlock's mouth.

"Nice to meet you, Planner."

The well-dressed man is wearing an elegant custom-made suit. He looks extremely elegant. Just from the appearance, one might even think that he is a child of a noble family.

But it's a pity that this guy is indeed a middleman who does everything. At least in Sherlock's opinion, this guy is definitely not a good person.

Sherlock, who didn't know what was going on, refused to answer the man's conversation.

The man didn't care. He gestured to the suitcase on the small table with his eyes before continuing.

"Okay, I know you're not very happy, and I don't want to continue to ink."

After that, a large bag of cash was thrown at Sherlock's feet. Sherlock could see clearly that the green dollar bills were full of a large bag.

"I'm not an evil ghost, I'm just a businessman and planner. If you tell me the password, all the money will be yours!"

After all, the man seemed to be confidently waiting for Sherlock to reveal the password.

Looking at the big bag of money at his feet, Sherlock admitted that he was shamelessly moved. Although he didn't know the so-called password, it didn't stop Sherlock from deceiving the money at all.

Anyway, except for the two people on the opposite side, everyone on this plane is his own, so Sherlock can rest assured.

"Wait, wait, I'm sorry to ask, are you the so-called middleman Ivy Schmidt?"

At the end, the muscular man opposite Sherlock seemed to be confident in handling Sherlock, but he did not refuse Sherlock's chat. He looked at Sherlock like a cat playing with a mouse and answered.

"No, not really. Mr. Ivey Schmidt did not get on the plane."

When Sherlock heard that he was not the one who offered a bounty for his cleverness, he immediately lost interest in the two people opposite him. However, seeing that the teammates in Episode I on the plane had no intention of taking any action, Sherlock could only Keep having fun for yourself.

"Okay, let me ask this unknown gentleman, if your boss successfully sells this so-called biological weapon after I tell you the password, how much commission will you get?"

Listening to Sherlock's confused questions, the muscular man opposite was obviously stunned for a moment, and then unconsciously glanced at the bag of money at Sherlock's feet.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. One look at it almost made Sherlock so angry that he went to heaven. Good guy, give it to me as promised. So you lied to me? If I really tell you some unlucky password about my relationship, you will just kill me, get the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other, right?

Feeling the insult, Sherlock fixed his eyes, and even unconsciously used a bit of magic to stare at the man in fine clothes opposite him.

Good guys, since you are not human, don’t blame me for deceiving you.

The man in fine clothes opposite seemed to know that he seemed to be timid, and began to slowly make amends.

"What do you care? But it doesn't hurt to tell you, 30 million!"

Hearing what the man in fine clothes said, Sherlock rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes. Do you really think I'm blind?

"Come on, stop bragging. I'm afraid this bag of money at my feet is your salary, right? Thirty million? Stop joking.

A dozen 15.5 yuan banknotes are 7.5cm high, 1cm wide, about 116.25cm high, and have a volume of cubic centimeters.

The bag is 45 centimeters long, 15 centimeters high and 20 centimeters wide, which means it is about 9000 cubic centimeters. Dividing the two is equal to 77.41935.

In other words, this bag can only hold down 77.41935 cash at most, which means your bag cannot exceed one million at most. "

Sherlock's calculation was so successful that everyone on the plane was confused. Not to mention the strong man, even Sherlock's teammates were confused. They didn't know what Sherlock was going to do. Something.

Sherlock, on the other hand, continued without giving the other party a chance to react.

"Let us calculate your monthly income again. In order to plan this biological weapons transaction, calculate it as the minimum time, one month, which is not a lot.

Now that I have successfully traded according to yours, and got the reward given to you by Ivey Schmidt, which is this bag of money, then you will definitely need to take a break, and I don’t count too much, it is only half a year.

Add one month to these six months, which is seven months. I will round up the money in your bag to one million, which means you will earn less than 15 in one month!

You see, you might as well just surrender and come to our cai. We will pay you at least 300,000 US dollars a month, and we will also pay you five insurances and one housing fund. If someone at home asks you what you do, you can just say civil servants. At least it will sound good, right? .

Putting aside these things, we also have various recuperation leave, various insurance support, free medical treatment if you are injured, and if you are really good at it, you will get a medal or something, and your children will also have preferential policies.

All things considered, it's better than if you were working under Ivy Schmidt..."

Sherlock was frothing at the mouth as he lied. Sherlock, who was in a state of excitement, completely forgot about his current situation, and the content of the lie began to become increasingly outrageous.

The most important thing is that although the strong man looked indifferent, the strong man following the strong man seemed to have begun to have a heartbeat due to Sherlock's deception.

In the end, the widowed sister couldn't stand listening anymore, so she picked up her own widow's thorn, and while tea was being served, the two of them unpreparedly interrupted Sherlock's deception.

"Hey! It's the critical moment!"

Sherlock was quite dissatisfied with this. After all, I didn't know anything and was tricked here by you. Now I finally found some fun and I was having fun, and you interrupted me?

Chapter 131 Sherlock feels excluded

Although Sherlock was quite dissatisfied with the fact that his widowed sister had cut off his fun, it was obvious that several people present had no intention of paying attention to Sherlock.

Not only did he ignore Sherlock's protest, he didn't even treat Sherlock as a human being.

After taking care of the two unlucky guys, the widowed sister started changing her clothes without any hesitation. While changing her clothes, she started to explain to Anna like a domineering tutor.

"Look, what I said is right. As long as the biggest trouble is solved, the rest will become extremely simple."

While talking, I didn’t forget to have a cool wink with Anna.

Anna was even more exaggerated, and the admiration on her face was almost turning into reality. After hearing the widow's teachings, she nodded repeatedly, and almost took out a small notebook and started taking notes.

The only one who was confused was Sherlock.

Damn it, what do you mean? Exclude me, right? Sherlock even felt that Sol was trying to trick him. He was definitely a bit embarrassed when he met Sol twice without wearing a vest.

Also, can anyone tell me why Suo·Weibo·HaiHai·HanHan·Er sits in the cockpit and flies the plane? Is this a skill that a hammer player should master?

Also, why did I only fall into a coma once, and when I woke up, Anna and my widowed sister looked so gay? Are you two having sex behind my back?

Finally, hey, who is the biggest trouble? ? ?

Before Sherlock could react, Thor also walked out of the cockpit. He looked at Thor who had walked out of the cockpit and had changed into a standard combat uniform at some point and had a determined look on his face. Sherlock is even more confused. The fruit on the tree is confused, and the fruit is confused on you and me.

Are you there? Can anyone tell me what exactly is going on? Why do I feel like how long have I been in a coma? Why do you feel like Purple Sweet Potato Essence has finished snapping your fingers?

Seeing that Sherlock's CPU was about to burn out, Anna finally couldn't stand it any longer and helplessly patted Sherlock on the shoulder and said.

"What's wrong? You look like you've seen heaven?"

It was okay if Anna didn't ask, but when she asked Sherlock, he couldn't help himself.

"Five questions, first of all, who is flying the plane now? Second, why did Thor become like this? Third, what is the situation now? Fourth, how long have I been comatose? !Last point, he meowly told me what is the biggest trouble?!?!?”

Listening to Sherlock's increasingly irritable tone, Anna rolled her eyes angrily and began to briefly tell Sherlock what happened.

In fact, it is very simple, that is, the widowed sister played a trick and arranged for Anna to disguise herself as a bounty hunter in order to fish out the middleman Ivy Schmidt and get the box containing the biological and chemical weapons.

The widowed sister and Saul found a way to disguise themselves as crew members and get on the plane. After getting the suitcase, they could directly drive away from the plane. It can be said that they killed two birds with one stone.

As for why Sherlock was knocked unconscious, it's actually very simple. It's just that the widow simply hates naughty children.

Of course, although Anna knew the reason, she would never tell Sherlock. After all, based on Anna's understanding of Sherlock, if she really told Sherlock the truth, Sherlock would definitely be furious.

Although Sherlock is already a little angry now, he can still be smooth at least.

The widowed sister also understood Anna very well. With just a look, the widowed sister directly spoke and attracted Sherlock's attention to herself.

"Okay, you know the plan and everything. You were unconscious for less than a day. Don't make a fuss. After all, you are the planner of CAI in Ivy Schmidt. You can't blame others. As for your other problems , it’s also very simple, airplanes all have automatic piloting, don’t you know?”

After hearing the explanations of the widowed sister and Anna, Sherlock still felt a little bit uneasy. He always felt that things were developing a little too fast. After quietly casting a little magic with his bare hands to untie himself, Sherlock He pointed at Thor who was tying the two unconscious guys into rice dumplings.

"What about Thor? What's going on with Thor now? Thor was normal before I fell into coma! Is this guy pretending to be a soldier?"

It was okay that Sherlock didn't say anything. After he finished speaking, both the widowed sister and Anna had strange expressions on their faces. After a while, the widowed sister said helplessly.

"I don't know, we just found some movies for Thor to watch while we were making plans."

Sherlock was shocked when he heard what the widowed sister said. What movie can make a naive person look like a soldier like he is now? Damn it, if this is such a good thing, I might as well change my training ground into a movie theater.

"What kind of movie is so effective?"

In the end, Sherlock couldn't hold back and asked his inner doubts. This thing shouldn't be called a movie, it should be called a miracle medicine.

It was okay for Sherlock not to ask, but when he asked, the two people's expressions became even stranger.

In the end, Anna answered Sherlock's question hesitantly.

"It's nothing, just the Fall series of movies, the Rescue series of movies, and a few 007 movies."

After listening to Anna's explanation, Sherlock suddenly understood that the case was solved. He thought it was some damn movie that had such an effect, which could turn an idiot into a soldier in seconds.

Now it seems that it is not the reason for the movie at all, it is just a simple chuunibyou. If nothing else, Thor is just cosplaying the protagonist of the movie.

After understanding the whole story, Sherlock suddenly felt bored and couldn't help but stood up and began to look at the private jet belonging to Ivy Schmidt.

"Is there anything to eat? To be honest, I'm really hungry after being unconscious for so long."

Sherlock decided to fill his stomach first and then ask what the next plan was. After all, things had already developed to this point. No matter how bad it was, it couldn't be any worse. He wouldn't knock himself out again, right?

After hearing Sherlock's question, Anna smiled at Sherlock, pointed to the fruit on the table in front of her and said.

"There are some fruits here, but I suggest you don't eat them. Listen to me. It's true. After all, you might vomit it out later."

Sherlock, who had just picked up the apple and took a bite, was stunned for a moment after hearing Anna's words, as if he didn't understand why Anna said that.

Just when Sherlock was stunned, the widow sister had already come to Sherlock and threw a parachute backpack to Sherlock.

"Hurry up, we don't have much time!"

"Skydiving? Wait a minute!! Wait a minute!!! I've never learned this! I've never learned this!!!!"

Chapter 132 The Avengers mini-team gathers

Sherlock was visibly panicking. After all, when he was training with Price, Sherlock didn't learn any skills like skydiving because he felt that he was blessed by magic.

After all, Sherlock at that time would never have thought that one day he would face the sport of skydiving because he had to protect his vest.

Seeing Sherlock's panic, the widowed sister rolled her eyes angrily and said to Sherlock.

"Hurry up, I've set a bomb on the plane, and it's going to explode in half an hour. Do you want to challenge the feeling of a bomb exploding?"

After saying that, he threw the umbrella bag inside his hand into Sherlock's arms.

Sherlock still wanted to struggle. After all, he had never tried this thing in his entire life, and in Sherlock's impression, this thing always seemed to have the Red Bull Expendables logo on it.

Anyone with this logo is not a safe sport, otherwise it would not be called the Red Bull Death Squadron.

Anna obviously didn't give Sherlock a chance to struggle. While Sherlock was still struggling, Anna got up and very gently put on the entire parachute equipment for Sherlock.

It's just that although the expression on Anna's face was unusually gentle, and she even briefly explained to Sherlock the necessary precautions, for some reason, Sherlock always felt that Anna was holding nothing back.

Not only that, such gentle Anna even gradually turned into a little devil in Sherlock's eyes. The little tail swayed behind Anna and she looked unusually happy.

"Okay, I understand the truth, Anna, can you please take back the smile in your eyes a little bit!"

In the end, Sherlock couldn't restrain his desire to complain, and directly broke through Anna's gentle disguise.

Anna didn't care very much. After helping Sherlock pack the umbrella bag, she looked at Sherlock very seriously and said as if she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, one more thing. In fact, our salary is not US$300,000 per month at all."

Sherlock, who was listening nervously to what Anna said about the precautions, looked at Anna with an expression that said, "Is there nothing wrong with you?" Is this the time for him to talk about this?

Although Sherlock was still doubting Anna's psychology for doing such a thing in such a tense atmosphere, relying on the instinct of a happy person, Sherlock still did not let Anna's words fall to the ground.

"Then how much does your monthly salary cost?"