[Comprehensive] Change the posture to solve the case

He simply took out his mobile phone to contact Barala again, but before he dialed the number, a huge gunshot exploded around him. The tourists who came in orderly to visit were instantly panicked when they heard the gunshot When they shouted, the scene was like a drop of water dripping into calm hot oil, and it became chaotic, and they all fled.

John subconsciously raised his head to look for the unusual little girl, and all the figures in a panic came into view, because the reverse flow stood up in the crowd, and his body was also collided by the panicked people, John Watson instead I was not as flustered as I imagined. I calmed down and searched carefully, and finally found the little girl in front of a 1988 Mercedes-Benz classic car, but the little girl named Angel continued to follow the order in front of her as if she had not heard the gunshot Appreciating quietly in front of the visiting car, surrounded by panic-stricken adults, her small figure, weak and quiet as if it does not exist, is incompatible with the surrounding scenes.

John forgot that Barala had reminded him not to act rashly. With a fever in his head, he walked up to her, held her shoulders and shouted, "Little girl, this place is dangerous. Follow the crowd and get out of here quickly." Because of the noise around, John Had to raise the volume and shout loudly.

And the little girl finally reacted to John's kindness, turned her head and looked at the hand he was pressing on her shoulder, and then moved her gaze to his face along her arm.

Being stared at by the silent little girl, John instantly felt shuddering, and unconsciously put his hand down, and said in a friendly voice, "This place is very dangerous, I think you should leave this place as soon as possible."

This little girl's hair color is the golden yellow that American girls dream of, her pupils are blue and transparent like the sky, her palm-sized face is delicate and cute, and her whole body is as small and cute as a classic doll.Such a beautiful little girl is just like her name, like a little angel.

just... eyes...

The four eyes met, but her expression didn't look like a child at all. The corners of the eyes and brows should have been pure and innocent angels, but the slight amorousness revealed at that moment made John, who had come forward with good intentions, stunned.

I don't know if she was hallucinating, but her appearance faded instantly, and she put on an innocent and sweet smile, looked around, and said word by word: "It's too late."

Too late?

Before John guessed what she meant, he heard "bang bang" gunshots from far and near. The people who were fleeing in a hurry were rushed together by a group of armed robbers wearing masks He squatted down slowly, not daring to resist.

Under the watchful eyes of the angel girl, John raised his hand, and was driven into the hostages by the robber holding a gun to his head. He squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, and saw the angel with a schoolbag stepping gracefully into the crowd. Among the masked robbers, they couldn't help being taken aback.

And that angel seemed to be aware of his gaze, turned around, and looked at him from a distance, that innocent expression slowly sank, and his eyes returned to the gloom in the photo.

John was confused by her capriciousness, but remembering Sherlock's evaluation, he smiled wryly, thinking that it was just like what Barala said, this girl's appearance can really confuse people's hearts.

But if Balala, who came all the way, knew that this situation would happen when she came, she would rather let the driver drive as slowly as possible without adding money.

Like Sherlock, she held her head in both hands, squatting in another dark crowd, her expression was similar to that of the angel, but also very gloomy.

You can meet robbers when you go out, all the attributes are added to the lucky value, right? QAQ

Sherlock swept across the entire area without a trace, and stayed on the robber for a few more seconds. When he saw the girl, he showed a smile that seemed a little excited, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "This child is younger than we imagined." Be fun."

Bara twitched the corner of her mouth, glanced at the robber furtively, and rolled her eyes: "Can a normal child play happily with the robber? Who is interesting if she is not interesting?"

Sherlock didn't express anything about Barala's comments. Instead, Barala seemed to come to her senses after saying this, and frowned suspiciously: "Are they sick of robbing a car museum?"

Generally, robbers rob banks or jewelry stores, or at least cultural and antique museums, right?This Mercedes-Benz museum is basically full of limited edition old cars. Although they are expensive, you can’t come here with gasoline and drive away after refueling...

Wouldn't this kind of cocky robbery, such an iconic orphan car, drive away and be followed by the police and finally give it to the old nest?

After thinking about the possible painting style for a while, Barala twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking that with the IQ of these robbers, they should not make such a stupid mistake.

Sherlock seemed to understand Barala's brain hole very easily, and immediately vetoed: "The little girl and the robber appear here, then there must be something they want in this place."

"Necklace..." This is what Barala has always cared about about the one-shot-through-the-throat case.

Sherlock glanced at Barala with the expression "Your IQ is finally on the line".

Sherlock's thin lips: "Although I don't know how she solved the case before, but in terms of IQ, she is still crushed by the master."

Sherlock's high nose bridge: "Compared to Watson, she seems to be more comfortable with it."

Sherlock's sexy brain: "Don't say that, anyway, John's praise will make me feel happy and make me work faster."

Barala: Oh, poor Watson...and me.

The two murmured in low voices, and roughly determined the purpose of the robbers. The conclusion was that they were looking for a valuable item similar to a necklace here.And that little girl was an accomplice, and her mother might have died for it.

And the more terrible judgments don't stop there.

Can a little girl under the age of ten really watch her mother die?

Barala frowned. In the information Bruce Wayne gave her, it only described that their mother and daughter came to the United States together, but their previous life seemed to be deliberately erased and simply put on a poor coat.

According to the corpse, the deceased should have loved her daughter very much. So, wouldn't this daughter have the slightest change in her mother's tragic death?

The robbers on the other side seemed to become irritable because of the constant noise. A robber wearing a horse face mask fired several shots upwards. The crowd immediately fell silent, leaving only the faint sobs of women and children.

Barala was also very irritable at the moment, because there were too many people around, and the buzzing sounds of countless organs made it impossible for her to calm down and listen to the organs of those gangsters.

"We should send a text message to Steve or Tony." Barala relied on the fact that the two were far away from the gangster, and squeezed out a few words through her teeth in a low voice.

At this time, probably every hostage should have fantasized about a superhero appearing in front of them riding colorful auspicious clouds...

Yes, this is the cry of most of these organs around.

If you distinguish carefully, there are signs of organs standing in line.For example, the big breasts team and the local tyrants team, and of course the big breasts local tyrants team Batman.

The curly hair on Sherlock's forehead somewhat covered his eyes, and he lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes kept fighting against his bangs, and when he lowered his head and vaguely saw Barala's muttering annoyance through the gap in his hair, Uncharacteristically, he didn't open his mouth to hurt her, but only said something lightly.

"You can't die."

Balala looked up and watched him blink.

The fine hair of Sherlock who was leaning sideways covered half of his ear, and the exposed earlobe was as pale as his skin.

As Barala once said, Sherlock must have calculated dozens of escape methods in his mind before entering danger. Even if all the hostages are killed, he may be the last one safe and sound. With his guarantee, it is more reassuring than Superman being able to hear his girlfriend rushing towards danger at any time.

Unknowingly thinking of Superman and his girlfriend, Barala felt that this metaphor was inappropriate, so she quickly erased it from her mind.

Then he shut his mouth obediently.

But my heart felt a lot more at ease.

One of the robbers wearing a monkey mask was probably the leader of the group. He walked over and said something to the little girl, and then the girl frowned and shook her head slightly.

"Then smash all these cars and look for them again." The monkey leader directly chose the most brutal way.

There is not much time left for them. Even if there are many hostages in their hands, the German government does not necessarily choose a conservative strategy.

The little girl didn't care about his decision, her eyes swept across the crowd at will, and finally landed on the person who interested her, she showed a innocent smile, and said in a crisp voice: "Since we still want to save your lives now , then let's play a game, let me think about the bet."

She put a finger on her chin in embarrassment, "You have nothing, only one life is worth it..." She clapped her palms and smiled happily, "Then bet your life."

"If you win, you can leave, if you lose...then leave your life behind."

Her voice was clear and sweet like an innocent angel, but what she said caused the hostages present to shudder, and they thought of a word at the same time.

demon.

This kid is a devil.

The devil's smile lasted until she called the roll call, but after she pointed her finger to a corner, almost all the lambs waiting to be slaughtered looked in the same direction, and the person who was called was choking and crying secretly.

Sherlock and Barala also followed everyone's gazes, and saw the unlucky figure who was the first person to be called and stood up silently with his head in his arms.

The two looked at each other.

Barala: ...

Sherlock: ...

At the same time, Tony and Steve received news from S.H.I.E.L.D. that the god brought by the Rubik's Cube appeared in the Mercedes-Benz Museum in Stuttgart, Germany.

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If he could choose again, John would rather be mentally tortured by Sherlock and Tony in the hotel, and he would definitely not go to the Mercedes-Benz Museum...

Even if he came to visit the museum, he would never follow that brat out of his wits...

Even if he silently stalked that brat, he would never run up to her in a twitch and treat her as a normal brat...

Sure enough, there is no ugliest kid, only uglier.

As a good person, John was dumbfounded when he was named by this brat.

At first, he didn't believe it was him, until he looked up and saw that pure but still chilling smile, John felt the deep malice from this world.

He raised his hands and stood up silently, and then felt countless pairs of sympathetic or thankful eyes on himself.And he also felt that he was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and he was bound to die.

The little girl's height was less than the chest of an adult. She took the pistol handed over by the robber next to her, and walked to John Watson easily as if she was carrying a toy.

Behind her, except for the gangster who controlled the hostages, the rest of the people were directed to smash the car.

The sound of violent smashing cars merged with the little girl's bright but weird smile. John felt that his current IQ was not enough to abuse this little girl. So, where is Sherlock at this time?Or Barala is fine too, TUT

The two people who were being called out by the unlucky man were less than 50 meters away from him.

However, Barala silently calculated the probability of John winning the first prize, and glanced at Sherlock from the corner of her eye.

Sherlock was very calm, his blue-green eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he was still observing all this calmly. The sound of organ discussions reached Barala's ears. The conclusion is that John Watson will definitely be played to death by a brat , and before he was played to death, the master Sherlock wanted to find a chance to stop all this.

This deep, beautiful and pure friendship (ji) friendship (qing).

small theater:

With Sherlock's verbal threats, the two teams really ran with the ball honestly in the second half.

This time Deadpool was the most serious. As soon as the ball was thrown, he took the lead in hitting his head and passed it to Ant-Man.

The little ant is not a little ant, but an IT guy with a relatively high IQ. He also played football.

The little spider seemed to see hope, and quickly followed him in the direction of his right hand, cheering, "Come on, Ant-Man, you can do it!"

The panting Ant-Man really wanted to say that he really couldn't do it anymore, and his speed slowed down significantly. At this time, Captain America and the Winter Soldier appeared out of nowhere, and the two of them sandwiched Ant-Man and watched him dribble the ball Run, and even smiled at him richly.

Ant-Man: QAQ

Ant-Man: "Damn it, is it a foul for you two to oppress me like this!"

Captain America ran easily and blinked: "I think I'm quite friendly, you should pay attention to the people on the other side."

Little Ant: "Who?"

"Me." Bucky smiled brightly and waved at him.

Then, without blinking his eyes, he took out a shiny knife from somewhere.

"Mist Grass." Ant-Man screamed in despair, and kicked the ball casually, "Swords and guns have no eyes, heroes are merciful."

The ball was intercepted by the little spider who had been following, and they were getting closer and closer to the goal.Hulk smashed his fist, making a gesture of defiance.

The little spider kicked it out immediately.

The ball flew out with strength.

then……

boom!

Knocked out by Hulk, he smiled coldly.

But the little spider seemed to be waiting for this moment, and the spider silk he shot directly shouted: "It's up to you!"

"By whom?" When everyone was puzzled, a person jumped out from small to large in the direction of the spider's silk, and kicked the ball out with a kick directly following the force of the flying.

Unknowingly, Ant-Man, who became an ant, stuck to Spider-Man's spider silk to find the trajectory of the ball flying out, returned to normal directly, and then shot.

The ball flew directly from Hulk's lower body.And the ball goes in? ! ! !

The mouth cannon team was stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into cheers, and then embraced collectively.

The little spider burst into tears and scored a goal as if he had won the whole world.

Just as the Zui Pao team was cheering, the hero of the Zui Pao team, the little ant, was entangled in the spider silk on the ground, waited silently for a while, and said resentfully: "Did you forget someone?"

Finally remembering that there was another person, the little spider hurried over to untie him.