The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 731: New Equipment

From the corner a few meters away, there was a faint sound of laughter, as if someone was approaching.

Both Qin Jiu and Jiang Xia glanced over there, but didn't say any more.

Vodka on the side understood, and finally got his wish, and stepped on the accelerator. The vehicle sped away in the night, and Vodka tried hard to maintain calm, but he still couldn't help a relaxed smile across his rigid face, and the pointer on the instrument panel rose with the speed of the car, just like his rising mood.

"I don't like driving..." In the passenger seat, Gin looked at the rapidly retreating figures on the street from the rearview mirror, and stroked his chin thoughtfully. Wu Zuo's sequelae of watching the car accident scene a year ago, still haven't healed yet?

But a while ago, I clearly saw him racing in the suburbs, and he was racing a sports car...

However, Gin thought about it carefully, and vaguely remembered that at that time, Uzo seemed to be plotting against another owner who was driving a sports car of the same model... Could it be that even ptsd couldn't overcome his obsession with killing dramas? From this point of view, maybe Wu Zuo's psychological problems are not really serious?

Gin doesn't know much about this aspect.

However, he knows that there is a woman who has passed the relevant license exams when she has nothing to do, she must know.

Speaking of which, Gin thought that, according to Belmode's recent enthusiastic attitude towards Uzo, the corresponding treatment should be carried out in private now... But looking at Uzo's appearance, he is no different from before. any difference. That woman's efficiency is too low, so I have to urge her again.

In addition, if Belmode is free, he can hand over the support tasks for the game conference together - since he is going to partner with Uzo, it is best to be someone who knows Uzo's true identity, and such a There are not many people in the organization.

…

On the street at night.

While walking, Jiang Xia studied the newly acquired "pen".

Then Weistrip was surprised to find that it was not a fake pen, but could actually write... I don't know why the organization has nothing to do to study this kind of thing.

After taking two steps, someone behind him poked him hesitantly.

Turning back, Jiang Xia saw Matsuda Zhenping hesitantly raising his hand, carefully making a "gun" gesture.

Jiang Xia: "..."

He paused for a while, glanced at the pen in his hand, and looked at Matsuda Jinpei again, and found that the ghosts seemed to have misunderstood him a little bit:

"...I'm not distracted by this kind of thing, it's just that since Gin Jiu started talking about other topics, it means that he really doesn't intend to apply for a certificate for you.

"It may be that you seem too loyal. He thinks that giving you a gun is equivalent to giving me a gun. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is really difficult to get a gun license... But it doesn't matter. We will give you a gun in a few days. Make it yourself."

Since the puppet can hide the blood bag for a long time, it should also be able to hide the gun for a long time.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the risk of illegal gun ownership. It can be arranged for the puppet. In addition, he can also borrow it when necessary...

After making a quick decision, Jiang Xia glanced at the trees piled up on the side of the road.

When this area was being repaired, more suitable tree species were transplanted, and the previous ones were dug up and temporarily put on the side of the road.

Looking around for no one, Jiang Xia picked up the pen he just got, aimed at the abandoned trees, and clicked it curiously.

There was a slight vibration.

The special pen tip was ejected at a speed no less than that of a bow and crossbow, and it was heavily chiseled into a tree trunk more than ten meters away.

Pausing for a moment, Jiang Xia pressed the switch on the back of the pen again.

The special fishing line is rolled quickly, and the nib is quickly retracted.

After that, Jiang Xia took a closer look at the unlucky tree, and found that the chiseled mark was an inch deep.

"..." This "pen" seems to be more powerful than ordinary crossbow arrows. If it is used to shoot people, this kind of strength, coupled with the damage caused by the barbed hook when it is pulled out, is definitely considered an item. Lethal weapons.

Matsuda Jinpei was obviously also a little surprised. Looking closely, he seemed to want to disassemble and study it, wondering where this small fountain pen got such great kinetic energy.

"No sample was taken." Jiang Xia held the tip of the pen to observe for a moment, then looked at the chisel marks on the trunk, "Compared to anesthesia and poison injection, the power is too great... This mode should be regarded as 'attack' Well, Gin didn't make it clear just now."

Jiang Xia stroked the slightly raised pattern on the pen, thought for a moment, and slowly turned the middle part along the dent.

When it turned about sixty degrees clockwise, he heard a slight "click", as if it had been dialed to a certain position.

He kept the "pen" at this angle, stood up from the tree trunk, and backed away again.

A few seconds later.

Bang——

The unlucky tree hit again.

This time, what popped out was not the entire nib, but a thin hollow needle with a liquid capsule at the end. This is probably the so-called anesthesia/injection mode.

Jiang Xia: "..." 60 degrees, 360 degrees a week, there are six modes in total?

Gin just said two kinds, even with the attack just now, there are still three kinds left...

Although Gin has said it, I will send it when I find the manual.

But there is nothing to do left and right, Jiang Xia simply let the ghost go to the side to watch the wind, and tried all the remaining functions.

…

A few minutes later, he realized that he was thinking too much.

——In addition to sampling, injecting, and attacking, this pen only has a grabbing function.

In this state, its tip will pop out the claws, which can pull distant things closer, and it can barely be used as a rope gun.

The remaining two gears are empty. I don’t know if the inventor didn’t have time to finish it, or halfway through it, he found that he couldn’t fit in the six functions, so he gave up halfway...

...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 lot of fishing lines... It is actually very good.

Jiang Xia realized that he seemed to have underestimated the organization. Now, it seems that he is worthy of being the organization that can produce such anti-scientific medicine as APTX4869~IndoMTL.com~ The strange creativity almost catches up with Dr. A Li .

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 next to him, occasionally looking at the pen, and suddenly remembered that this ghost was actually a mechanical expert before his death: "You can take it apart when you go back, and you can also improve it. But after researching Remember to put it back, don't break it."

Matsuda Jinhei nodded, pushed 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 chiseling marks, I'll get you some tools first—you Do you think there is a heaven in this world?"

Matsuda Jinping: "..."

He nodded, nodded, shook his head in sequence... and soon eight sharp spider legs protruded from behind.

Then the newly appointed "Uzo" knelt down and silently did hard work, carefully handling the marks on the pile of wood.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :