[Comprehensive] Change the posture to solve the case

Taking advantage of Tony running to throw up, Henry Morgan quickly cleaned up the separate room for her.

Although he has been a doctor for more than 100 years, he is not conceited enough to look down on young people.He knows more than he has lived too long. There are still too many unknowns in this world. Instead, he really wants to know what kind of surprise this young lady detective will bring him.

Surprise, no.

It's a big improvement for Barala not to hold the bag and spit and ask.

Standing in the empty room, she walked around slowly with her hands behind her back, sizing up the whole house without a trace, and after confirming that there was no condition for monitoring, she stood still in front of the dead body expressionlessly, staring at the disemboweled corpse. A large body sewn up again.

Forensic doctor Morgan still had the conscience to cover the lower body of this guy, otherwise Barala would probably have a physiological aversion to male creatures for another week or so after this trip.

The big man's unrepentant eyes: "There is a beautiful woman who has been staring straight at her naked master. Could it be that she wants to rape us?"

A big man with big pectoral muscles that are almost sewn together: "I know the charm of the master is infinite, even the corpse is so attractive."

The big man's proud mouth: "That's right, don't look at our master's big [beep] big breasts."

The big [beep] covered by the big guy: "Come on, I'm already hungry and thirsty!"

Barala: "..."

Finally, I saw someone who deserved a beating more than Boss Tony.

She kicked the iron frame viciously to hug the big man at the banquet before who despised her revenge with his eyes, and then poohed: "Narcissistic fart, don't pretend to be an Iron Man here, it's your fault if you want to rape me!" The chrysanthemum is not guaranteed in the evening, I really thought I could get tough."

Big guy: "..."

The big man's eyes were restless: "She, she, she, did she hear us?!"

Barala pulled a chair and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and clicked her tongue: "You look ignorant, I haven't seen superheroes flying all over the sky now, what's the point of communicating with you. Tell me, who killed you?" Yes, maybe if I am happy, I will clear up your wrongdoing for you."

The big man was silent for a while, and asked, "What does it mean to be wronged and rehabilitated?"

Barala: Shit, forget that this corpse is a foreigner"

So Barala still misses her former home country very much, at least someone will understand if she just throws a joke.

She changed the word casually: "Just to help you catch the bad guys."

The dead eyes of the corpse: "Haha, I am the bad guy."

Barala: "..."

Barala: "Go to hell with you."

Speaking angrily, he took out the pink rubber gloves that he must wear in his pocket, picked up the scalpel on the table, and lifted the cloth covering the lower body of the corpse.

The big mouth: "...what do you want to do?"

Ba Lala smiled coldly: "Help you cleanse yourself."

The big man's eyes were silent for a while, and he asked: "...What is the clean body?"

Barala: "... Wucao, haven't you ever studied? Just get rid of the roots! Let you be reincarnated in the next life to become too... forget it eunuch, you don't know. Just get rid of your big [beep]."

The big JJ who just realized it: "It's none of my business..."

From their few words, Barala could also sense that this big man probably had no education in his lifetime, and judging from his size, even if he had gone to school, he was at most the kind of limbs and brains that were blocked in small alleys to cut pocket money from his students. Simple bastard.

And he was able to become the one who smashed Tony's place this time, and it was very likely that he was used as a gun, so he was killed directly after he succeeded.After all, only the mouth of the dead is the safest.

But it may not be so if you meet Barala.

Balala, who finally felt that her skills were amazing, let out a sigh of relief, took a knife and lightly scratched his big [beep], and softly persuaded: "Think about it, that one killed you!" The person in the organization might be the guy you offended in the organization. I was afraid that your contribution this time would overshadow him, attract your boss’s attention, and become your boss’ right-hand man. That’s why you directly killed your boss after the explosion was successful. Are you willing to let the person who killed you take the credit directly?"

This kind of person whose impulse always prevails is the easiest to be agitated. After listening to Barala's analysis, all organs were quiet for a moment and then all became angry.

The big mouth: "Master is about to become famous! I knew that someone couldn't understand how powerful Master is!"

The big man's eyes were filled with reluctance: "It's nicotine! It must be him!"

Barala: ...the names of Nicotine and Sabidine are very subtle.

Big guy with big pectoral muscles: "He is a weak chicken, he can only play tricks, and the master can knock him down with a single punch. He must be jealous of the master's strong physique and huge [beep]."

Big big JJ: "I know I'm big, but can this woman keep scratching me, even if I can get hard now, I will be scared to soften QAQ"

Ba Lala patted the big [beep] with the handle of the knife, with a calm look, as if what she patted was not a [beep] but a sausage.

Big JJ: "..."

"That nicotine must be very trusted by your organization."

Ba Lala put down the knife, telling Big JJ not to be nervous.

The big man's eyes were filled with reluctance: "Just relying on the two or two IQs in my head, I treat my master like a slave. Hmph, he must have messed up this time!"

Barala nodded in agreement and encouraged them to continue: "You have also heard from the forensic doctor that the nicotine stabbed you to death with poison. Think about it carefully. Is there any way to get him back [-]%? It's ape dung when we meet, maybe I can help you expose his ugly viciousness."

The big man finally had some brains, his poor head asked vigilantly: "You are not sent by the police, are you?"

Barala sighed: "It's still a little brainy, I wonder if you will find out about this after I leave."

Big Mouth: ...

Big Eyes:  …

Big Big JJ:  …

Barala: "Just kidding, I'm a private detective and not a policeman." However, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not really a police force, and assisting them is not considered assisting the police.

Seeing that these organs were still shaking, Ba Lala sighed: "You have to think clearly, no one in this world can help you to avenge your grievances...revenge."

In the end, the organs who felt that what Barala said made sense had a discussion, and said the intermittent information one sentence at a time.In fact, this big man is also a marginal figure in this organization, and he knows very little inside information, and that Nicotine's status is much stronger than him.However, the amount of information that the big man said finally gave us a glimpse into this organization that has been shrouded in mystery.

For Barala, that's enough to make a difference.

After she came out refreshed, Tony Stark, who was so weak from vomiting, slumped on the chair and let the forensic assistant who was very excited to see him circle around him, throwing away the drinks in the office and so on. After brewing it all, it was like seeing an idol.

It's just that the idol's current posture seems to be hollowed out...

Tony gave Barala a resentful look with his invincible eyes, "I thought you would come out with a chainsaw covered in blood."

Barala: "I'm not that perverted."

The big [beep] who was pointed at by her with a knife just now vaguely heard this sentence: ...

Tony has given up talking to such a terrible woman, and he muster up and think of the purpose of coming today: to pick up girls, no, to investigate the case.

"Have you discovered anything new?"

Just as he was asking, the forensic doctor Morgan, who had finished other tasks, also came over.

Barala briefly talked about the big man's family background and character flaws, but didn't mention the cult organization and the suspect Nicotine.

Forensic doctor Morgan praised: "It is amazing to be able to see a person's personality traits from so many small details of the body. It is really amazing to do this at a young age."

Barala said modestly: "Then you haven't seen another reasoning maniac, he is the real pervert."

Tony: "Hehe, there are so many perverts in this world."

Barala shook her head: "You are still too young, when you grow up, you will know how terrifying this world is."

After agreeing to bring another true reasoning maniac over if there is a chance, Barala and Tony came out of the forensic office. After getting in the car, Barala asked Tony to investigate a guy named "Nicotine".

Tony, whose throat was still a little sick, squinted at her: "Murderer?"

Barala touched her chin: "It should be a high-level member of the V-shaped organization. There is no news about Sabidin, but we can start with his confidant."

Although Tony didn't know when Barala knew about "nicotine", but after getting along with her, he unconsciously trusted her in handling cases.

He thought for a while, remembering the criminals in the first two bombings mentioned in Stark Corporation, and asked in his heart: "Then do you know who the criminals in the first two bombings are?"

Immediately recalling Moriarty's evil and wild smile before leaving, Barala shuddered, and said quietly: "It's a death who has no interest in the whole world and only loves and kills one person." gay."

The corner of Tony's mouth twitched, and he remembered the scene of the "Hulk" holding down "Thor" with his hands and feet, and his tone was subtle: "Faye..."

***

Back at her home, Barala was finally able to unload her equipment and have a good night's sleep.

But before that, she still remembered the agreement she made with Sherlock. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed as if she was boneless, picked up her mobile phone and kept harassing Sherlock with messages.

Barala: bubbling

Barala: bubbling

Barala: bubbling

Barala: bubbling

Barala: bubbling

Barala: bubbling

……

Sherlock: Poke.

Seeing this obviously changed reply, Barala almost dropped her phone to the ground.

Barala: True, Sherlock, Frigid, Tsundere, Sherlock Holmes?

Sherlock: ……………

Sherlock: I'm John. Sherlock is doing experiments now and has no time to look at his phone. Do you have anything to tell me?

Barala sighed, she is indeed a good friend recognized by the whole world, and this level of intimacy is second to none.

Barala: It's okay, hey, I understand.Let him know that Sabidin's organization has taken shape.

John looked at his phone wondering what the hell did Barala know?

He turned around and asked Sherlock, who was busy dating the microscope: "That Miss Barala said that Sabidin's organization has plans."

Sherlock didn't look back: "Let her organize her words and send them to me in one breath, reminding her not to deliberately use punctuation marks and emojis to be tricky."

John Watson: "..."

John Watson: "Seriously, you can just call her." I don't want to be a mouthpiece for love.

Sherlock: "I'm busy."

After finishing speaking, he paused, "And this is an international call, she will definitely hang up directly."

John Watson: "..."

small theater:

Barala who recognized the two: "..."

Barala: "Come on, little bitch, it's good that you are not disabled this time, you dare to touch her, let's talk about it when your head looks like a red egg."

Ant-Man, Spider-Man: "..."

She waved her hand over there and shouted, "Thank you for kicking him back."

The witch and Kuaiyin looked at them like "what's wrong with a group of psychopaths, they might be fried chicken heroes. This world is so crazy. Should we join them? What if it lowers our IQ?"

Ant-Man: "...do they think we are with Deadpool?"

Barala knelt down and patted Deadpool's face: "Okay, don't pretend to be dead.

The little ant sighed and sighed: "I said that he dressed like this to pick up girls. It would be strange if others agreed to have sex. This won me, so let's pay."

The little spider blushed: "But he boasted that his practical experience is great, and he even asked me to learn from him."

Barala curled her lips: "Come on, he's still very good. The US team Thor is the first to refuse! You have to learn from Stark, at least he has money and willfulness. I won too, so hurry up and pay."

At this time, Barala explained what it means to be ruthless in pulling dicks.

Little Spider: "Hey, hey, do you want to bully the poor students?"

Barala, the little ant crossed his arms and squinted at him, which meant: We are all poor, so don't cry about being poor.

With tears in his eyes, the little spider took out the pocket money his aunt gave him this month, and decided not to gamble with these two again.

The little ant stuffed the money into his pocket: "Come on, I'll wake him up."

The "dead corpse" used as a gambling tool woke up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the suddenly enlarged ant head.

The horrified Deadpool slapped him and covered his chest: "Wist grass, I have long seen that you are uneasy and kind to me. Is my ass casually let by a stinky man?"

The little ant was pushed aside by Pia, covered his face and kicked Deadpool: "You deserve to be beaten by a woman."

Barala looked at Deadpool's defense of chastity, rolled his eyes around his buttocks, and smiled meaningfully: "You don't count what you said, why do I feel your ass is agitated and I can't tremble by myself?" Woolen cloth."

Three people who know Barala's skills: ??????

Deadpool opened his mouth with difficulty: "I said, little Lala, if you have something to say, say it well."

Barala was serious: "I never talk nonsense."

Deadpool who was judged to have a partial sexual orientation problem: ...

The little ant and the little spider silently took a few steps back.