The door was opened by me all of a sudden, and then I suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind and rushed towards me, and then a little policewoman pushed directly into my arms. It's not over yet. The first person knocked me down, followed by the second and third...
To be honest, I have never played a game like stacking Arhats since I was eight years old. When I was a child, it was okay to stack seven or eight layers. When I was in my twenties, seven or eight people pressed on me and almost crushed me to death. ! Following the screams of people outside the door and the screams of me underneath, Zheng Shuang rushed up, picked apart the people who were pressing on me one by one, and helped me up.
After a lot of fussing, I looked at the seven or eight young policemen who had just pressed down on me and stacked Arhats on top of me, standing speechless and choked at the door of the office. Zheng Shuang asked with a black line on his face: "What are you doing!" One of the young men said: " Hey, Captain Zheng, we didn't do anything, we just wanted to hear from you..." I shook my head helplessly and said, "Then can't you come in and listen? Is it interesting to lie on the door and listen? You've seen too many 007s! "As I said that, I rubbed my waist that was almost broken. When Lin Feng saw this, he came up and made a joke on me: "Brother, your body is still weak, otherwise you should go exercise with me!" I glanced at him and said nothing.
At this time, one of the small policemen in the row at the door asked: "What about that, Brother Yan? I have followed you and Captain Zheng on several missions, but every time I didn't understand how the person was caught. This Are you going to come back like this and catch the kid selling leader?" Zheng Shuang and I looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Then I shook my head and said, "Don't be stupid. Those people before were all low-skilled and had low IQs. Besides, we were unaware of them. It was a sudden attack. It is different now. Bai Chuanwei has already taken precautions. It will be difficult to find him again! Have you checked the place where Bai Chuanwei lived before? Is there no clue at all?" The little policeman choked at my words. De was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yes, there are indeed fingerprints in that house, and they all belong to the same person. But this person's fingerprints are not recorded at all! Good guy, how did Bai Chuanwei, a gangster like him, survive all these years? What about?!”
I waved my hand to him and said, "You don't have to worry about these things. We can only sit and wait now."
It was already lunch time when we came out of the police station. Zheng Shuang accompanied the three of us out to eat. Of course, this meal was Zheng Shuang's treat. I sat on my seat and bit my toothpick and asked Zheng Shuang: "Is it so convenient for you to eat and drink with public funds?" Zheng Shuang smiled and said: "How can you not! I invited the three brothers to dinner today. It was approved by the director, and he said he wanted to thank you. My condolences to you!"
Zheng Shuang opened the beer with a bang, poured it for us, and then asked us while toasting: "You said, this Bagua teaching is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, the bat spirit from before, and the third child were both beaten by us. We won it easily. But why did you three almost tell me about the Inner Mongolian team? I remember Brother Yan told me that the Inner Mongolian team should be Lao Qi, right? Why aren't they ranked according to their strength? "
Chong Xi put down her wine glass and shook her head and said, "That's why you didn't understand. The third thinker we killed earlier and the old bat named Yan are not weak at all. In terms of strength, their combat effectiveness is far higher than the three of us!" At this time! The food was already on the table. Chongxi picked up two pieces of beef with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He said vaguely: "That third child is a dog-headed strategist, and he has special skills. If he hadn't been careless, he wouldn't have been fooled by us." That way. Let’s talk about the bat spirit. Since that old boy is ranked number one, he must have his abilities. During our last trip to Inner Mongolia, I seemed to have heard from their people that when we caught the bat spirit, he was seriously injured. , otherwise we wouldn’t be able to capture him so easily!” As long as Chong Xi has something to eat, she will be smarter than anyone else!
Zheng Shuang said "Oh", and Lin Feng nodded and said: "I did have such doubts when I captured the bat spirit named Yan last time. You may not have noticed that although the bat spirit's attack at that time was swift and violent, the internal It's not strong enough. I thought there was a mystery behind it, but later I learned that he was actually at the end of his strength." Only then did Zheng Shuang understand, and then asked: "What about this Bai Chuanwei? According to the ranking, this Bai Chuanwei should be the sixth one, right? He shouldn't be too strong!" I shook my head and said I didn't know, and said at the same time: "First of all, this Bai Chuanwei is a pickpocket. I'm not sure whether his martial arts and spells are strong, but in terms of body skills, I'm afraid it's quite strong. Otherwise. , and he won’t have the nickname ‘Easy to Come’.”
After dinner, it was already past one in the afternoon. The three of us said goodbye to Zheng Shuang and returned to the Metaphysics Hall.
When it finally came to an end, I took out the secret book my father gave me again and went up to the second floor. If I want to say that I have made great progress now compared to before, that is that I can summon the sword in the air and then go away with it. But if I want to make the sword do whatever I want, I really can't figure it out. When my father demonstrated it to me, it was as if the transformed swords were a part of him, and they moved smoothly.
In the evening, Chong Xi and Lin Feng went on a date, leaving me alone to continue looking at the store. After the sun completely set, a figure floated into the second floor and lay on top of my head. Except for Xiao Qi, there will be no one else. When Xiao Qi saw that I was concentrating on reading, she said provocatively: "Hey, why don't you study hard?" I ignored her. She looked over my head for a long time, seemed to be bored, and wandered to the next room.
Three minutes later, Xiao Qi's voice rang in the next room: "Shi Yan! Come here! Teach me how to play this!" I got up impatiently and walked into the next room and asked, "What do you want to play!" ?" I saw Xiaoqi squatting in front of the TV, holding a handle and waving it at me. I walked over to the controller and said, "Okay, you've already studied PS4, but the computer can't satisfy you anymore?" Xiaoqi smiled proudly and said, "Tch, it's not difficult. I just saw that the one you played some time ago was very interesting. I just want to play."
Five minutes later, Xiao Qi was sitting in front of the TV, holding the controller in her hand and screaming in fright because the game she was playing was called "Resident Evil 7". I stood nearby and was so angry and funny: "Sister, can you please be gentle? My controller is original, don't break it! Besides, you are a ghost! You were so frightened by a game that you can't throw it away." A ghost?" Xiaoqi was so frightened that she quickly pressed the pause button, and said with a shudder in her chest, "Oh my god, I'm so scared of a ghost, take a rest!" I was speechless and choked with black lines all over my head.
Xiao Qi held the controller and asked me curiously: "Hey, Shi Yan. This controller has no wires, what is it used to control? I remember that before I died, there was only a game console like Super Mario. At that time, everyone had to have a wire." I smacked my lips and said, "You have been dead for too long and are out of touch with society. This is called a wireless controller. It does not require a wire connection. It sends and receives signals! Anyway, I told you that you I don’t understand either, it’s just like a TV remote control.”
Xiaoqi sat there holding the handle and muttered in confusion: "Wired? Wireless? Signal?..." I thought to myself, this country bumpkin...
But at this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in my heart! Then I took a breath and said to myself: "Wait a moment! Signal... wireless signal..." Thinking of this, I rushed out of the room and picked up the secret book on the sofa. ! Thinking back to the time when my father demonstrated swordsmanship to me, can I think of the user of the swordsmanship as a handle, and the sword as a game character controlled by the handle? Using a hand-held sword is equivalent to a wired handle. Then dad's behavior of driving the sword clone and dancing in the air is a wireless handle that emits wireless signals! ? Holy shit! What a genius I am!
Thinking of this, I was still eager to give it a try. I immediately pinched out a few knots and said softly: "Hit!" At the same time, I heard only a "Cang Cang" sound, the sword was unsheathed and flew into my hand. At the same time, the sword moves were running rapidly in my head. Following the dancing sword moves, I gradually began to feel that the sword in my hand really seemed to be alive, and it actually started to move according to my thoughts. Then I let go of the hand holding the sword, pinched the fingers of the sword and let the sword hang in front of the fingers. As the sword danced, my experiment was really successful!
However, just as I felt happy, a feeling of dizziness suddenly hit my heart. Then I heard a "clang", the sword fell to the ground, and my eyes became darker and darker...