[Comprehensive British and American] Did Avada take his life today?

No matter what twists and turns happened in the middle, when the few people walked to the side of the Avengers, their expressions were basically normal.

Tony was fiddling with a huge nutrition chamber-like instrument, and it seemed that the first people to experience it would be Avada and Jason.

"Could it be possible to switch us back without magic?"

No matter how many times he meets, Avada will still be amazed by Tony's wisdom.

Tony raised his eyebrows proudly: "Of course!"

Avada and the others finally lay obediently in the treatment cabin, attracting the attention of Batman and other people who were interested or concerned about this matter. Among them, Batman was exchanging information with his sons who stayed on the earth. So sad to see the situation where Jason and Avada's souls were swapped.

Especially Damian, who has always had trouble with Jason, laughed loudly in the earphones, but unfortunately Batman's earphones don't reveal any sound, so no matter how loud it is, only Bruce himself can hear it.

For his own ears, Batman took off his earphones silently.

After the machines over there had started up and Damian finally had enough of laughing and found it boring, they really started discussing the real business.

Several Robins basically checked their own, and then met at their base at night, but under the undisguised presence of the purgers, they found a lot of things very efficiently.

"His strength has been greatly enhanced during this period, and he always appears near a bar in Los Angeles. According to the information in the bat computer, it is the territory of the fallen angel Lucifer." Nightwing began, "and according to frequent customers The boss there hasn't been seen for almost a month. It's unusual for someone who usually shows up almost every day."

As Tim listened, the sound of typing on the computer keyboard was clearly audible.

"His activities have been very active recently, no less than when all superpowers were eliminated." Tim arranged and sorted out those reports and snapshots in chronological order, frowned subconsciously, sipped his coffee, and tried his best, "I suspect He is looking for something, the possibility of being a superpower is not high, and the possibility of being a magic side is as high as 70%"

Globe, London, UK

five in the morning

The news of another big villain called the Cleaner emerging from the United States spread across the entire earth at an extremely fast speed!

Because the villain this time is not only exceptionally strong, but also finally remembers that the earth is not just the United States, but treats everyone equally:)

(Other countries: should we be honored that the villains finally remember us?)

What he cleans up are superpowers from all countries and regions.

I have also been to the UK a few times.

The whole planet is in panic, and the tension in London is not as tense as in the United States, but all the news reports during this time are talking about it.

The governments of most countries dare not do anything, even in order not to offend this powerful lunatic, they consciously control public opinion and block all abuse and extreme speech.

This only makes people more disturbed.

Superheroes have been thrown off the planet, and the government chooses to avoid them, so what can ordinary people expect from them?

An unprecedented sense of hopelessness is spreading across the globe.

211B Baker Street

At this moment, the person who is most afraid besides the person with superpowers is probably John Watson. He is even considering whether to delete the blog - because he is worried that Sherlock will be thrown out!

Although Sherlock has no superpowers, his IQ is infinitely close to superpowers, right?And of course Big Holmes.If the Scavengers don't like them and classify high IQs as superpowers, they can't help it.

"Your thinking is bothering me!"

Sherlock was full of impatience, wearing the pajamas that almost had the word irritable written on his face, he paced back and forth in the room, as if this was not enough to vent, he simply picked up the violin and went to the window to start sawing wood .

John is okay, at least he was mentally prepared, poor Mrs. Hudson was woken up by the sound of sawing wood at five o'clock in the morning!

"Sherlock!!"

This is Mrs. Hudson, who rushed forward in a burst of anger.

"He's coming." Sherlock ignored her, but looked at the small black spot that was gradually approaching outside the window. Instead of being afraid, he was eager to try and was full of excitement. He pulled harder, and the sound of sawing wood seemed to be following him. The mood of the whole person changed as well, getting louder and louder.

Watson followed his line of sight and saw the flying figure. Unlike Sherlock's reaction, his face showed the same fear as other ordinary people.

The Cleaner was just looking for the big demon Sandman who escaped from hell and happened to pass by here. He had collected information, and of course he knew the existence of the consulting detective Sherlock Holmes, but no matter how powerful he was, he was just an ordinary person, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Thinking of meeting him today.

His eyesight was very good. After seeing from a distance that there was no trace of fear on Holmes' face, he temporarily decided to take a moment to look at this famous London detective.

He flew to the window on the second floor of 211B Baker Street with great interest, and looked at the man playing the violin inside.

The sound of the violin became more urgent, and then stopped abruptly. Sherlock dropped the violin and took two steps forward.

Watson gasped, and before Sherlock could say anything provocative, he quickly stepped over to the Scavengers.

"Sherlock has no supernatural powers. I have a detailed record of the process of solving the case for you to see. It doesn't rely on any superpowers." To be thrown out of the earth is a real narrow escape.

At this time, Watson could no longer remember that he might be thrown out of the earth by the scavengers because of his prominence.

"Of course he didn't." The sweeper spoke in a tone as if he was talking to a stranger he met on the side of the road about the weather today.

When his blood gradually cooled down, Watson was in the mood to carefully observe this clearer who has been known to everyone recently. He thought that the other party should at least be tall and strong, but the slender oriental man completely broke his guess. .

Such a person should be a noble son, not a lunatic who can do something that shocks the world!

"Wake up, before Moriarty was exposed, he was still a gentle and prestigious professor." Watson just stared at him for a moment, Sherlock knew what he was thinking, and snorted unceremoniously.

"Narcissistic personality, another narcissistic personality, extremely conceited, originally just an ordinary person, but what happened to gain power by accident, extreme hatred for superpowers, came to London to find something..." In silence After observing for a while, Sherlock suddenly said, "This thing is very important, it will help you improve your strength."

"Sherlock!" Watson felt that goosebumps all over his body were about to explode.Especially after the purger actually laughed... He actually laughed!

The so-called perverted smile of the villain is well-deserved of its reputation-it is obviously just a smile, and it is even more elegant because of his good looks, but as long as he thinks of this person's reputation, all the romance will disappear in an instant.

"Well-deserved reputation, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the great detective, with perfect reasoning, but forgive me, I can feel that there is nothing I want in London, time is running out, I must go to the next stop immediately."

He didn't seem to be nervous about breaking the plan at all, or he was sure that Sherlock would have no power to stop him even if he knew it, so he didn't stop, he turned and flew away.

Watson immediately collapsed on the sofa, and Mrs. Hudson, who was ignored from the beginning to the end, would rather be ignored. She leaned against the door frame and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Don't do this kind of thing at this time next time, I don't want to face that horrible guy again."

He just gave Sherlock a few quick words, and Mrs. Hudson went downstairs without wanting to stay for a minute.

The phone rang suddenly, and Watson shivered and quickly handed the phone on the armrest of the sofa to Sherlock.

is a text message.

Who will it be?Don't say that Sherlock doesn't have a rich social relationship, just say that after the accident, everyone is in danger, and no one has the heart to come to 211B to entrust Sherlock's case, and even the homicide cases are much less. He was afraid that if he did something, he would end up like superheroes. Due to various factors, Sherlock had too much energy, and he had a miserable life these days.

Watson had been looking forward to the phone call or entrustment so that he could be relieved, but the news at this time combined with the scene he had just experienced made him suddenly uneasy.

The person who sent the message was one of the existences that Sherlock thought would not ask him for help even if the whole world asked him for help... one of them.

Opening the phone and quickly browsing the sent information, he seemed to be in a better mood suddenly, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, but in just one minute, he casually threw the phone aside, He looked down at Watson, who hadn't recovered yet.

"Do you believe in God?" he asked suddenly.

Watson was taken aback. He thought it was a case, why did he suddenly talk about such a topic?

"If you're talking about faith..." Watson said hesitantly. He always felt that Sherlock was not asking about this, but he really couldn't think of any other way to explain this sentence.

"You're right, I'm not asking about beliefs." Sherlock's beautiful but inhuman eyes caught Watson's sight, "I mean do you want to believe in the existence of God. "

"I just got an interesting piece of information. God doesn't just exist in legendary beliefs. Even heaven and hell are not fabricated rumors. The legendary fallen angel Lucifer who betrayed heaven has been living on earth for several years."

He highlighted a few points, but these were incredible enough to Watson. If it wasn't for Sherlock who spoke, he would have thought there was something wrong with this person.

"..." Watson didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Sherlock. After a few seconds, he was sure that Sherlock wasn't joking.

"Magic has been proven to exist, aliens have settled on the earth, the Greek gods have glimpsed the corners, and the Norse gods are no longer myths...so what is impossible?" Sherlock convinced Watson with one sentence.

At least the three views that were just shattered are temporarily put back together precariously.

Sherlock picked up the phone, quickly edited a text message and sent it back, then got up and went to the door to pick up his coat and prepare to go out.

"It's time for us to set off, Watson, do you want to see the legendary Lucifer?"

Watson: "...I don't want to. Think about McCoff, he won't allow you to go to America."

"So this time we have allies."

Almost as soon as the words were finished, a car stopped quietly outside the door. Sherlock pushed the door open and got in without even looking at it.

"Hurry up, Watson, we only have a few seconds before the men who control the dead fat man who is about to explode will react."

Watson: "..." Does he have a choice?

Of course not.

It was a young man who was driving, a young man who had met once and exchanged contact information but never met again—Edward Arnold, another of the Twin Towers.

With the traces of his existence that were emptied in Hydra and his ghost-like concealment skills, he successfully escaped the cleanup of the purgers, and stayed on the earth as the internal response and trump card of superheroes, without using it easily.

But he had to hide, and he couldn't show anything unusual.

That's why he drove to pick them up.

"Lucifer is in Los Angeles, but everyone including his brother can't find him, so they can only confirm that he is still in Los Angeles, so what you have to do, Holmes, is to determine the location of Lucifer, and leave the rest to us .”

Arnold said hello to Watson, who was in a trance and didn't understand when Sherlock would contact the superheroes. The poor doctor had to reflect for a few seconds before returning to his senses!