A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 314 Verification successful
In the next few days, when Lin Wuming went to "work" every day to carry out discipline committee activities, he would stop by the subway station to pick up his gun, take time to conduct experiments and practice, and put it back in the paid storage box before going home.

In order to make it easier to carry, he specially reserved a space for the pistol in the storage compartment at the armrest of the wheelchair.

Finally, after consuming most of the box of bullets, Lin Wuming finally got the effect he wanted...

The lakeside of the park was surrounded by bushes and was quiet and deserted - this was exactly the ideal place Lin Wuming had found to practice.

The sound of Deringer's pistol was not loud to begin with, and Lin Wuming could use his telekinesis to block the propagation of sound, so as long as he was more than three meters away, he could hardly hear any sound.

Moreover, this pocket gun can be completely hidden in the palm of the hand. If you don't observe carefully, even if you are standing next to Lin Wuming, you probably won't notice the deadly weapon in his hand. You will just think he is just looking at the scenery by the lake.

Therefore, Lin Wuming didn't worry at all about others seeing his practice—unless he got himself into trouble and got himself covered in blood...

Just like the previous few days, Tiger Bee Toumi went to the vending machine to buy a drink.

Hufeng Toumi knew that Lin Wuming would play with his new toy by the lake for a while, but she had no interest or liking for guns, so she would leave to buy drinks, and a tacit understanding formed between the two.

This period of time lasted less than two hundred seconds—the time when Tiger Bee went to buy a drink and was not around.

Lin Wuming seized this opportunity and began to practice "suicide".

I still say that, if Hufeng Toumi saw Lin Wuming pulling the trigger at him, there would definitely be chaos for a while, right?

Lin Wuming stared at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, straightened his back, and stretched his arms straighter, trying to keep the distance between the muzzle and his forehead as far as possible.

Then, use great willpower to reduce the telekinetic barrier in front of you - just leave a layer of passive permanent telekinetic barrier.

Lin Wuming's tests showed that relying solely on a telekinetic barrier was not enough to stop a bullet. Therefore, if something unexpected happened, it was possible for a fake "suicide" to become a real one.

"Huh, we can't delay any longer. That girl will be back soon!" After Lin Wuming prepared himself mentally, he exhaled heavily and pulled the trigger!
Snapped!
Lin Wuming saw the bullet flying towards him - it was a success, this was "bullet time"!
Then Lin Wuming did not immediately use his telekinesis to block the bullet, but watched the bullet approaching him.

Only when the bullet was about to touch the skin on his forehead did he use his telekinesis to reduce its kinetic energy to zero.

At the same time, the crisis was resolved and the flow of time returned to normal.

"Success!" Lin Wuming smiled, his confidence increased greatly, and he pulled the trigger again, shooting the second bullet in the barrel.

As expected, he entered the "bullet time" state again.

"This method works!" Lin Wuming was very excited. Looking at the Deringer pocket pistol in his hand, he felt more and more satisfied.

However, there is still one shortcoming.

——That is, the stagnation period is shorter than expected.

According to Lin Wuming's original idea, in the "bullet time" state, he should have 20 seconds to one minute of subjective time to freely manipulate. Because he must complete the combat objectives during this period, and then have enough time to resolve the fatal crisis that caused the "bullet time".

These are two equally important things, and they will probably take a lot of time.

But after actual testing, Lin Wuming found that the actual disposable time he could get was only about six or seven seconds, judging by his subjective judgment.

Considering he pulled the trigger himself, the bullet's range was limited by his arm's length—no more than fifty centimeters. At less than half a meter, even if the muzzle velocity of the Derringer pistol was low, the time it took for the bullet to reach Lin Wuming's forehead would be measured in milliseconds.

This way you can also gain six or seven seconds of subjective time, and the effect of "bullet time" is already very powerful!

However, the good news is that this amount of time is more than enough for Lin Wuming to complete the two original goals.

Fighting and self-protection can all be done within five seconds!
Lin Wuming realized that the subjective time he used as a criterion for judgment was indeed too "subjective". In the "bullet time" state, he was free from the constraints of his body, and his thoughts followed his heart. The speed of his mental ability seemed to have no upper limit, and he could accomplish many things in a short moment.

"Wuming, what good thing happened?" Hufeng Toumi came back with a drink, "You seem to be very happy."

"Really?" Lin Wuming touched his cheek, "I guess so. I think I should become stronger."

"That's a good thing." Tiger Bee Toumi said seriously, "Because of this little gun?"

"Yes." Lin Wuming nodded, "Once I get more familiar with it, I can form a stable combat capability."

Tiger Bee Toumi didn't ask any further questions, but just nodded and said, "That's great. I'll be more confident when I encounter a strong enemy next time."

When getting along with Lin Wuming, Hufeng Toumi seems to have her own philosophy; she will not take the initiative to explore Lin Wuming's secrets, nor will she inquire too much about his past.

Just like Lin Wuming never asked Hu Feng Dou Mi about her childhood experiences.

The tiger bee is like a silent shadow, quietly following Lin Wuming, rarely expressing its own opinions, and most of the time observing silently.

Just like now, Hufeng Toumi suddenly leaned over from behind the wheelchair, as if to hug Lin Wuming. She placed the drink in her hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and then wrapped her hands around Lin Wuming's right hand - to be more precise, the Derringer pistol held in his right hand.

"Wuming, this posture..." The girl's voice sounded in his ears, "Were you shooting at yourself just now?"

——Oops, I was so excited that I forgot to change the way I held the gun!
Lin Wuming sighed inwardly. This girl's observation and intuition were inexplicably accurate.

The girl understood his silence as "acquiescence".

Tiger Bee Toumi continued, "Wuming, you said before that you wanted to improve your reaction speed. So this is the training method you came up with? No wonder you chose a low-powered pistol."

Although there were some deviations, Tiger Bee Toumi guessed the truth almost completely.

"You guessed right, I am indeed in special training." Lin Wuming had to admit it.

"This special training method is too chaotic!" Tiger Bee Toumi couldn't help but scold, "Do you know that this is very dangerous?"

"Of course I know that." Lin Wuming said, "But..."

But compared to the bullets from the Derringer pistol, the rubber thrown by the Tiger Bee Honey may be more powerful - this fact does not need to be mentioned.

Tiger Bee Toumi also knew the defensive power of Lin Wuming's mental barrier, so he quickly figured it out and didn't say anything more.

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