There was faint laughter coming from the corner a few meters away, as if someone was approaching.
Ginjiu and Jiang Xia both looked over there and said nothing more.
Vodka on the side understood, finally got his wish, and stepped on the accelerator. The vehicle sped away in the night. Vodka tried hard to maintain calm, but he couldn't help but a relaxed smile flashed across his hard face, and the pointer on the instrument panel
As the speed of the car increased, so did his mood.
"I don't like driving..." In the passenger seat, Gin looked at the figure quickly retreating on the street in the rearview mirror, and touched his chin thoughtfully. Uzo's aftermath of watching the car accident scene a year ago, to
Isn't it better now?
But a while ago, I clearly saw him racing in the suburbs, and the car he was racing was a sports car...
However, Gin thought about it carefully and vaguely remembered that at that time, Uzo seemed to be plotting against another car owner who was driving the same sports car... Couldn't even ptsd defeat his obsession with murder drama? From this point of view, maybe Uzo
The psychological problems are actually not very serious?
Gin doesn't know much about this aspect.
But he knew that there was a woman who had passed the relevant license exams in her spare time, and she must be aware of it.
Speaking of which, Gin thought that based on the enthusiastic attitude Bermod had shown towards Uzo recently, the corresponding treatment should be carried out in private now... But judging from Uzo's appearance, he was no different from before.
That woman's efficiency is too low, I need to push her again.
In addition, if Belmod is free, he can hand over the coordination task at the game launch - since he is going to partner with Uzo, it is best to be someone who knows Uzo's true identity, and such a person is in the organization
There really aren't many.
…
On the street at night.
As Jiang Xia walked, she studied the newly acquired "pen".
Then Weidai was surprised to find that it was not a fake pen, but could actually write... I don't know why the organization was so free to study such a thing.
After taking two steps, someone behind him poked him hesitantly.
Jiang Xia turned around and saw Matsuda Jinpei hesitantly raising his hand and carefully making a "gun" gesture.
Jiang Xia: "..."
He paused slightly, glanced at the pen in his hand, then looked at Matsuda Jinpei, and found that the ghosts seemed to have a little misunderstanding of him:
"...I'm not distracted by this kind of thing, it's just that since Gin started talking about other topics, it means that he really doesn't intend to apply for a certificate for you.
"Maybe you seem too loyal. He thinks that giving you a gun is equivalent to giving me a gun. Of course, it does not rule out that it is really difficult to get a gun license... But it doesn't matter. We will get one ourselves in a few days.
Bundle."
Since the puppet can hide the blood pack for a long time, it should also be able to hide the gun for a long time.
In this way, you no longer have to worry about the risks of illegal gun possession. You can completely arrange it for the puppet. In addition, he can also borrow it for use when necessary...
After making a quick decision, Jiang Xia took a look at the trees piled up on the roadside.
During the renovation of this area, more suitable tree species were transplanted, and the previous ones were dug out and temporarily placed on the roadside.
Looking around to see if there was no one around, Jiang Xia raised the pen he had just obtained, glanced at the abandoned trees, and clicked on them with a hint of curiosity.
There was a slight vibration.
The special pen tip was ejected at a speed no less than that of a crossbow, and it was heavily dug into the tree trunk more than ten meters away.
After a pause, Jiang Xia pressed the switch on the back of the pen again.
The special fishing line rolls rapidly and the pen tip is quickly recovered.
Afterwards, Jiang Xia took a closer look at the unlucky tree and found that the mark was an inch deep.
"..." This "pen" seems to be no less powerful than an ordinary crossbow arrow. If it is used to shoot people, this strength, coupled with the damage caused by the barbed hook when it is pulled out, can definitely be regarded as a lethal weapon.
.
Matsuda Jinpei was obviously a little surprised. He took a closer look and seemed to want to take it apart and study it, wondering where this small pen could get such great kinetic energy.
"No sample was taken." Jiang Xia held the tip of the pen and observed for a moment, then looked at the chiseled marks on the tree trunk, "Compared to anesthesia and poison injection, it is too powerful... This mode should be regarded as an 'attack', Qin
Wine didn’t explain it clearly just now.”
Jiang Xia rubbed the slightly raised pattern on the pen, thought for a moment, and slowly turned the middle part along the indentation.
When he turned about sixty degrees clockwise, he heard a subtle "click" sound, as if it had been adjusted to a certain position.
He kept the "pen" at this angle, stood up from the tree trunk, and stepped away again.
A few seconds later.
bang——
The unlucky tree received another blow.
This time, what pops out is not the entire pen tip, but a hollow thin needle with a liquid sac at the end. This is probably the so-called anesthesia/poison injection mode.
Jiang Xia: "..." There are 60 degrees in one step and 360 degrees in a week. Are there six modes in total?
Gin only mentioned two types just now. Even if the attack just now is added, there are still three types left...
Although Gin said that he would send the instructions when he finds them.
However, there was nothing to do, so Jiang Xia simply asked Gui to watch and tried out all the remaining functions.
…
After a few minutes, he realized that he had thought too much.
——In addition to sampling, injecting, and attacking, this pen only has a grabbing function.
In this state, its tip will pop out a hook, which can pull distant objects closer, and it can barely be used as a rope gun.
The remaining two gears were empty. I don’t know whether the inventor didn’t have time to finish the work, or he found out half way through that he couldn’t fit in six functions, so he gave up halfway without mercy...
...However, although it is slightly worse than expected, such a small pen can be equipped with four modes, can write normally, and can store a large amount of fishing line...it is actually very good.
Jiang Xia found that he seemed to have underestimated the organization. Now it seemed that it was indeed an organization capable of producing anti-scientific magic medicine like APTX4869, and its strange inventions were almost as good as Dr. A Li's.
After trying to understand the multiple uses of the "pen", Jiang Xia became less interested in it.
He looked at Matsuda Jinpei who was standing nearby, occasionally looking at the pen, and suddenly remembered that this ghost was actually a mechanical expert during his lifetime: "You can take it apart and have a look when you go back, and you can also improve it. But after you study it, remember to install it.
Go back and don't break it."
Matsuda Jinpei nodded, pushed up his sunglasses, and became interested.
The next second, Jiang Xia pointed to the pile of trees that had been poked to pieces: "By the way, clean it up. Don't leave too obvious gouge marks. I'll get you some tools first - what do you think about this world?"
Does heaven exist on earth?”
Matsuda Jinpei: "..."
He nodded, nodded, shook his head in order... Eight sharp spider legs soon appeared from behind.
Then the newly appointed "Uzo" squatted down and silently worked hard, carefully handling the marks on the pile of wood.
