"Sir, shall I show you around?"

ch.283: Love at First Sight

The familiar voice instantly brought back the ghost's long-forgotten memories.

"I am the end of all that you know and love."

"What you hold in your hand is your mother's skull. The woman beside you is named Pera; she can satisfy all your desires."

"Is it better to choose to continue tormenting your skull, or to choose to be a beautiful woman and enjoy a happy life?"

Simon Riley, what's your choice?

"What will you choose...?"

That demonic voice echoed in his mind, and the worm-like sensation slid across his body, making him feel nauseous!

The ghost took two steps forward, avoiding the woman's touch, and turned to glare at her.

"Get out! Don't touch me!"

After making eye contact with him, Pera suddenly smiled with excitement and a strange expression.

"You are... Simon Riley."

"I remember you; your stubborn, aloof eyes are unforgettable..."

Over here, accompanied by Spider, you toured his armory in the villa.

But your face showed no interest, as if the dazzling array of guns and ammunition before you were nothing more than a glass of plain water, utterly unappealing.

The spider's fingers subtly clenched, its face still bearing a calm smile, as it gently asked you:

"Isn't there anything Miss Y likes?"

You resisted the urge to touch it and sighed softly.

"While your collection is spectacular, I've seen far too many of these. I prefer something a little more interesting."

Drug traffickers in the Golden Triangle are similar to warlords, possessing a wide variety of weapons. It's normal that your 'identity' isn't interested in these things.

The spider stared intently at you, its tone seemingly filled with helplessness.

"What kind do you like? I can find it for you!"

This sounds a bit strange to you. In general, shouldn't he feel dissatisfied or just give a few polite but perfunctory replies in this situation?

Why does he seem a bit too attentive?

Is it because you fabricated an identity that they want to win your favor?

So you tentatively asked, "When I entered the villa, I noticed that the guns your men were carrying were quite distinctive. Were they modified?"

The spider's eyes narrowed slightly, making the two moles at the corners of his eyes even more lively, revealing a hint of smugness.

"Yes, we like to modify guns to suit our needs, improving their performance and durability."

With interest in your eyes, you press on: "Can I take a look? I really like things that are cleverly designed, rather than just plain and standard."

The spider's eyes held a thoughtful look, but seeing your expectant expression and knowing that it would be watching from the sidelines, it didn't refuse.

He then smiled broadly and said, "It's my pleasure."

As he spoke, he walked towards the door of the weapons room and opened it for you.

You look at the open door, suddenly raise your hand to brush a stray hair behind your ear, then interlock your fingers and walk toward him.

But just as you reached the door, the spider mask on your face suddenly fell off, landing in front of your feet and being stepped on, causing your whole body to fall forward!

"careful!"

By the time the spider reached out to support you, your hands were already gripping the door frame beside you.

You turn to him and smile, "It's nothing, thank you for your help."

The spider didn't respond immediately; it just stared at your face in a daze.

"A spider? What's wrong?"

You call out to him in confusion.

The spider, its thoughts brought back to the present moment, gazed at you with eyes that suddenly brightened.

"It's nothing, I just think...you look very special, especially cute."

Having grown accustomed to the sculpted features of those around him, your smooth, Asian-like face and features offered him a gentle yet striking impact.

His words and expression suddenly sparked a brilliant idea in your mind!

You stand up straight, smile, and lean closer to him, asking in a suggestive manner:

"You don't...like me, do you, Spider-Man?"

His tone was flippant and teasing, seemingly carrying a hint of mockery.

The man didn't expect you to ask so directly, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he nodded honestly.

"You might think this is hypocritical, but I really did fall in love with you at first sight, lovely Y."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch you, but under your suddenly icy gaze fixed on his hand, he restrained himself.

Your smile remained unchanged: "It is indeed hypocritical. You might as well admit that you are after the power behind me."

The spider's smile faded: "What a pity, unfortunately I'm not one."

You scoffed: "So you're hypocritical and don't care about my identity? What if I were an undercover agent sent by the police? Would you still like that?"

You questioned him in a generous and natural way.

The more you try to cover it up, the more suspicious it becomes. It's better to let him guess what's going on and confuse his thoughts by mixing truth and falsehood.

The spider scoffed, "You like it, but then I might lock you up and make you stay by my side all the time."

You don't care whether his words are true or false; as long as you can use them, that's all that matters.

"Then prove it with your actions. Now take me to see something that interests me, little spider?"

Maintain your persona and arrogantly issue commands to him.

The spider squinted its eyes in satisfaction, its voice deliberately gentle.

"immediately."

As you all left, the spider casually closed the door behind it. After the combination lock automatically engaged, the bolt pushed against the keyhole on the door frame, squeezing out the transparent oval-shaped glue bead inside, and sticky liquid instantly spilled out!

A transparent, viscous liquid spread and enveloped the bolt, finally securing it firmly...

"There are still some problems with the modification of this gun. The recoil spring is not aligned properly, which makes it easy for the barrel to explode."

In the courtyard, you touched the barrel of a gun and made comments.

Spider raised an eyebrow, looking at you in surprise: "Miss Y knows so much."

Your smug response: "I've said it before, I enjoy studying interesting guns."

You are incredibly grateful that Keegan taught you about firearms in great detail when he was teaching you.

Upon seeing this, a man nearby immediately handed over his gun.

"Ms. Y, could you please take a look at this for me as well?"

You take his submachine gun, run your fingers over the black barrel, and observe it intently.

As your fingers brushed against the muzzle, a tiny black magnetic bead squeezed out from a small opening under your black glove's fingertip and into the barrel.

"Your problem isn't serious, it's just that the correction was too lenient and couldn't withstand the continuous impact."

Upon receiving the advice, the man immediately bowed and scraped as he took the gun, hurriedly saying that he would make it heavier when he got back, and then exaggeratedly praised your extensive knowledge.

You couldn't suppress your smile as you were praised, and your eyes looked expectantly at the spider.

Once the spider receives your gaze, it immediately signals the others to come and look at you with guns, so you can have your fill of pleasure.

"The pin is slightly off-center; if there is a strong recoil, it may jam."

"The hammer angle is not accurate, so it will wobble when firing."

"There's nothing wrong with yours, it's just that it's too ugly, I don't like it."

......

You keep watching, constantly making small movements under their noses, nitpicking a bunch of questions, some of which are true, and some you make up.

After 'observing' most of the guns carried by the spider, you set your sights on the pistol the spider was carrying.

ch.284: What is your relationship with her?

Spider sensed your gaze and deftly drew a pistol from its holster.

You instinctively take a half step back, your fingers, which were supporting your waist, flip down and lightly rest on the holster on your leg, alert.

The spider noticed your movement and chuckled softly, "You're the one who wanted to see this, so why are you scared now?"

He held a pistol, raised his hand, and fired a shot at the wall not far away. The bullet came out of the muzzle and went straight into the wall!

His pistol was always cocked!

"Now you can take it and see if there's anything wrong with my gun."

He turned the pistol around and handed it to you, holding the muzzle himself.

You reach out and take it, carefully examining the pistol in your hand.

The Czech CZ Phantom 2 is a semi-automatic pistol equipped with a small optical sight. The gun body is all black, but the grip is covered with a silver shell with a diamond pattern that resembles animal skin.

This gun appears to be custom-made; the silver casing lacks the manufacturer's logo and instead features an engraved long-legged spider.

"It's beautiful, I've never seen anything like it before. Was it custom-made?"

You ask him with a curious look, but you actually know about this gun.

Previously, when the base was considering whether to replace its stock with a new batch of pistols, this particular pistol received a lot of support.

However, as a new product that just hit the market this year, not many people own it yet, and Spider has removed the company logo, so it's better to pretend you don't know.

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