Chapter 67 Episode 67 Gift Case Has Sprouted, Drunk

  "You're quite good at getting into character."

  It's all said and done, how pitiful. Let it out, I'll put on night vision goggles, open the oven, take out the 50 cents and put it on the table. "Is your mission over?"

  In the night vision mirror, this little thing stretched its wings as if it had been locked up for a long time and wanted to exercise its numb muscles: "The master's problem is not understood at all..."

  "Has he really entered the role?" "I asked your previous master, Wang Yong, has his task been completed? Has he returned?"

  "There is no one, the elegant and heroic Wang Yong, who has no equal in his bravery, comes without a shadow and leaves without a trace, has captivated countless women, and dominates both the black and white worlds, is still on his mission."

  "Can I talk to him?"

  "He's probably not convenient to talk to you right now."

  "Believe it or not, I've been dragged into this! I took a deep breath and asked him what task was taking so long?"

  "Primary mission, bring a few pumpkins to smash gourds, sweep away gourds, and evaluate pumpkins."

  I said the primary task isn't very difficult, how come it still hasn't been completed?

  "Writing appraisals is a headache, even pumpkins are not acceptable."

  I asked the pumpkin what was wrong with it? Was it not sweet enough or not big enough?

  Wang Yong said with a smile: "Don't mention me, let's talk about you, are you still alive? What have you been up to recently?"

  I couldn't help but boast, "Wang Yong, you don't know what I did today. I actually dug out a homicide victim's body from the morgue! They were about to cremate it!"

  "Please call me Wuma, but Master Wang Yong who talks to Wuma with a heart that always thinks of 'Feng Lai Mi Heng' is very sad."

  "Will the wind blow horizontally?"

  "The nickname for 'Gallant, unrivaled in bravery, appearing without a shadow and disappearing without a trace, captivating countless women, sweeping across the black and white ways'."

  "Alright, fifty cents..."

  At this age, still a big man, with such a long title, unexpectedly likes to dress up as a cute pet, can't help but imagine a 1.8-meter-tall big man writing military action reports on one side and dressing up as a cute pet on the other - it's unbearable, really a strong sense of discord~

  Wu Mao (aka Mengban Wang Yong) asked me how I dug up a corpse from the morgue, and I told him what happened today. He said with a lingering fear: "Fortunately, everyone's attention has shifted to the murder case, so sneaking into the morgue is considered a lucky escape... otherwise, I'd definitely be called a pervert..."

  Wu Mao said: "Three hundred and sixty trades, each one produces a freak. Don't worry, everyone is used to it."

  "Get out! You're the pervert!"

  After chatting for a while, Wuma asked if I could remove the iron wire wrapped around its propeller and also help it tidy up its wings. I said no way, what if it runs away? This is definitely the rhythm of wanting to run away.

  "The master doesn't trust Xiao Wu." The small, invisible drone struggled and jumped up a little, turning around to see the gift box behind it, "Do you like the gift?"

  I said: "It's not even open yet, don't think you can fool me, compared to me, you're still too tender."

  Wu Mao said: "It's really not a joke, you open it."

  He sounded quite sincere, not like a lie, and people in our line of work are often more curious than others. I've been holding back to the limit. To be on the safe side, I took the gift box to the provincial hall's dissection room for a layered scan overnight.

  Today, Dr. Gu and Dr. Jia were on duty, and they were both surprised to see me carrying a gift box over. Dr. Jia knew about the secret room gift case and asked why I hadn't opened it yet. I said I would open it now.

  The X-ray image came out, and Dr. Gu said solemnly: "This seems to be a gun! Xiao Luo, is this what your boyfriend Wang Yong sent you? Don't tell me it's a dangerous item, that won't do, Xiaojia go call the criminal police..."

  Dr. Jia didn't seem to hear him and looked at the X-ray image saying: "A bullet."

  I called Wang Yong, and the prompt was still turned off. He should have unlocked the screen saver with "Little Pig", but he had already called me before. I guess this phone wasn't brought along.

  The Five Maos that can be communicated have not been brought, but they have all reached this point, and they are all gone, so let's dismantle them first.

  When I untied the ribbon, I couldn't help but think of those gifts the deceased had received, all of which were CDs and photos of her being abused, as well as various tools used to abuse her, even bodily fluids from that time... Gu Jingjing swept them all into a trash bag and threw them away, but the forensic team dug through the garbage dump and found them.

  Those things are still being sorted out and collected as evidence, when I just arrived, the people from the forensic department were all standing at the door looking up at the sky. For the first time, I saw the forensic department staff who usually rummage through trash and crawl through smelly sewers come out together to breathe in some fresh air.

  I don't know what Wang Yong will give me...

  Dr. Jia said, "You're not going to open it? Your face has changed color. I'm not making any assumptions, but the X-ray shows that there's no large amount of powder in the gift box. There is a powdery substance at the bottom of the box, but the quantity is very small. With such a small amount, as long as it's not anthrax powder, it won't pose a threat."

  Demolish!

  Open it, it's really a gun, not just one, take out one after another, take out one after another... a total of five! The quantity is simply stunning, hanging on the web or selling on WeChat can sell for a while, of course, if it's not illegal.

  Four ladies' handguns, one slightly larger, the ladies' handgun is only as small as the palm of my hand, I hold it in my hand just right, under the light can see the silver thread marks made by manual grinding, very beautiful, engraved with "w" and "y" two letters.

  Under the gun are three gun licenses with my name and my parents' names written on them.

  Our country is a gun-free zone, guns are especially rare, and even rarer than guns are legal permits to carry them.

  Guo Fa Yi saw that no one was in charge, so he stood there looking on with a sullen expression. When the gift box was opened, both Guo and Jia Fa Yi came over to take a look. I quickly said it was a toy gun and then grabbed the gift box and ran back.

  I ran back to the room, turned around and locked the door, grabbed the night vision goggles and put them on, and whispered to the drone: "Wang Yong, are you still there? Hello? Five cents?"

  Wu Mao also whispered: "I'm here, Master, why are you whispering?"

  "Can you ask Wang Yong for me whether what he sent me is a real gun?"

  Wuma said he has a gun permit, why are you so afraid?

  Right... legal possession... but my little heart can't stop pounding wildly.

  "How did you get the license?"

  "The host Wang Yongfeng is here, of course, he can get it."

  "Why is it five? One for each person, and who is the extra one for?"

  "Spare."

  "What about the other one?"

  "It can be used as a spare."

  Ox! Cow! Bull!

  For some reason, I thought of the "gifts" that the deceased had received again. The gift boxes were all similar, with a bow tie and beautiful patterns. In comparison, Wang Yong's gift was sent to my heart.

  "What if one day you hurt me, can I use this gun to kill you?" I asked.

  "Later, when the time comes, I'll have Wang Yong dig the grave first, and Master can practice his marksmanship," Wu Mao (Wang Yong) introduced its performance to me. "It uses anesthetic bullets, concentrated neurotoxin of poisonous snakes. As long as antitoxin serum is injected within three hours, it won't be fatal. The range is 100 meters, twice that of ordinary handguns. At a distance of 100 meters, the accuracy deviation is 0.03% for five shots and 5% for ten shots. The recoil is small, making it especially suitable for newcomers and non-professionals. From now on, Master can attack from a distance with guns, don't rush up with a scalpel in hand."

  I say thank you, nothing else I can thank for, if you can prepare a set for my parents too, I really don't know how to thank you enough, so I'll just offer myself in marriage?

  Then I listened nervously to his response, my heart racing nonstop.