A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 313 Lin Wuming's Exclusive Equipment
Because he had actual experience in using firearms, Lin Wuming fiddled with it for a while and finally became familiar with the pocket Derringer pistol in his hand. Then he opened the bullet box and skillfully installed two bullets.

Then he turned the gun around, as if he wanted to check the rifling and the condition of the bullet in the barrel, and looked towards the muzzle.

This action is very dangerous. If the gun goes off accidentally, you will shoot yourself in the head.

Even if there was no accidental discharge, Lin Wuming had the urge to pull the trigger; just like the "high-altitude reaction (when standing on the edge of a tall building, knowing the danger, but still having an urge to jump down...)", there was an inexplicable fatal temptation.

Unless in combat, a gun should not be pointed at anyone - this is common sense.

Even Kurozuma Mianliu, who doesn't use guns, is well aware of the danger of this action.

Seeing Lin Wuming pointing the gun at him, he and Hattori Hanzo spoke almost at the same time, trying to stop this dangerous action.

But before that, Hufeng Toumi, who had been standing behind Lin Wuming, suddenly made a move, grabbed the exquisite and small pistol, and forcibly twisted the muzzle to the side with an irresistible force.

Hattori Hanzo, who was just being pointed at by the gun, quickly dodged.

Hufeng Toumi cares about Lin Wuming's safety, but other people are not within her consideration.

"Danger!" After making the move, Hufeng Toumi whispered in Lin Wuming's ear.

Lin Wuming didn't resist and followed suit: "I understand. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

In fact, Lin Wuming was also very clear about these precautions; however, the original purpose of buying a gun was to aim at himself, so this taboo was meaningless to Lin Wuming.

Of course, Lin Wuming also knew that if he directly confessed that he bought the gun for the purpose of "committing suicide", it would definitely cause a strong reaction from the three people around him; the girl Hufeng Toumi might take the initiative to attack and paralyze his ability to move, so as to stop him from "committing suicide".

And after all, this is also Lin Wuming's "trump card", so it is better to keep it secret as much as possible.

"Can I test fire it?" Lin Wuming turned to ask Heiqi Mianliu. After getting the new gun, he must test fire it to check its performance.

"Of course, go ahead." Heizumi Mianliu raised his hand and pointed to the side. He had already made preparations. There was plenty of space in this abandoned factory building. Ten meters away, there was an iron plate hanging as a target.

"Isn't this distance a bit tight?" Hattori Hanzo said, "The range of the pocket gun is very limited. It's better to get closer."

"It doesn't matter. There's no one else here anyway. It doesn't matter even if I miss." Heizuma Mianliu said.

"But recovering the warhead will be very troublesome," Hattori Hanzo said. As a professional, he was very careful not to leave any evidence that could be used against him.

"It doesn't matter. Maybe we won't need that target." Lin Wuming shrugged.

He couldn't even hit the target with a normal pistol, let alone this pocket gun?

Moreover, Lin Wuming tested the gun mainly to test its specific power and whether it could penetrate several layers of his mental barriers, so as to prepare for the next experiment.

When you pull the trigger, a crisp gunshot sounds like a small firecracker exploding. Even without earmuffs, it won't be too harsh.

Kurozuma Wataru and Hattori Hanzo looked at the target, but they did not hear the sound of the bullet hitting, and the target did not move at all.

"Well, it missed as expected..." said Kurozuma Mianliu.

"No," Hattori Hanzo suddenly shook his head and pointed to a spot less than a meter in front of the muzzle, "The bullet is there."

I saw a small bullet, as if solidified, hovering in the air, only about seventy centimeters away from the muzzle.

Three layers of telekinetic barriers are decent, not too powerful. Lin Wuming nodded silently. With this level of power, even if it were fired directly at him, it wouldn't pose much of a threat. On the other hand, if he wanted to activate "bullet time," he would have to be careful not to place too many telekinetic barriers.

"Nen ability?" Heizuma Mianliu suddenly realized, and then his expression became a little complicated.

It was not until this time that he intuitively realized that Lin Wuming was a genuine high-level ability user!

Lin Wuming fired another shot, and this time the distance the bullet flew was compressed to less than half a meter.

"So, why did you buy this gun..." Hattori Hanzo couldn't help but complain.

It is not difficult to see that Lin Wuming's telepathic ability is much more powerful than this 0.22 caliber bullet. From the perspective of practicality and convenience, there is no need for Lin Wuming to be equipped with such a small pistol as a weapon.

So, there is only one reason...

Kurozuma Wataru and Hattori Hanzo looked at each other and nodded together.

——Sure enough, this guy Lin Wuming doesn’t want a weapon, but just a “toy” or a “collection”, right?

This also made them both feel relieved. At least they didn't have to worry about Lin Wuming using this gun to do anything bad... Although given his character, he probably wouldn't do anything bad.

"Very good, I'll accept the things. As for the money..." Lin Wuming hesitated. Four hundred thousand yen or something was indeed far beyond his expectations.

But if you think about it carefully, this price is actually normal. After all, it is a weapon. Even if it is second-hand, it is natural to be a little more expensive.

"No need, consider it a gift from us." Hattori Hanzo said generously, "After all, you helped us a lot during the underground arena."

"Then I won't be polite." Lin Wuming didn't act pretentiously and directly put away the two boxes.

"The next question," said Tiger Bee Toumi, "is how do you hide this gun and bullets? Even if I can keep it a secret for you, the security in our apartment building is very strict. There's a scanner at the gate that's on 24 hours a day, so you can't get in with it."

"About this," Hattori Hanzo suddenly said, "I do have a suggestion..."

After leaving the "Big Spider" factory, Lin Wuming and Hufeng Toumi set out on their journey home.

On the way home, I stopped by a subway station I often pass by. There were paid lockers there.

Hattori Hanzo's suggestion is to use these storage boxes that can be found everywhere to store pistols and ammunition.

This is also a method often used by armed groups of disabled people.

Until a better method is found, Lin Wuming can only temporarily refer to his suggestions.

"Four hundred thousand..." Lin Wuming solemnly put away the key and sighed, "I hope the security here will be better, and there won't be thieves stealing storage boxes."

"I think it might be better if we confess directly to Mr. Huang Quanchuan," said Hufeng Toumi.

"Good idea," Lin Wuming said with a wry smile, "but I don't want to be lectured by her."

If it was just a simple hobby, it wouldn't matter if he confessed it directly. But this gun was also related to Lin Wuming's trump card, and he didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"When the time is right, I will tell Teacher Huang Quanchuan." After thinking it over again and again, Lin Wuming finally said.

(End of this chapter)