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Chapter 55 Who told you about games?

The sun sets in the west.

Farewell time.

Yang Wenyu was somewhat reluctant to let go of his newly recognized eldest brother, "Brother Jing, we have agreed to go fishing together next week."

Chen Jing smiled and nodded, agreeing.

Only then did Yang Wenyu turn around and walk in the direction of his home.

Sudden.

Yang Wenyu seemed to have remembered something, turned his head to look this way, and asked loudly.

"Brother Jing, what is the answer to that question?"

Chen Jing was stunned when he heard this, but then he came to his senses.

I didn't expect this child to still remember this.

He glanced at Chen Lin beside him, thought for a moment, and replied.

"seven!"

Chen Lin was next to him, and he was embarrassed to speak too directly, so he changed his words.

After all, considering the brain of Chen Lin who has been away from school for so many years, it is unrealistic to expect this guy to know the meaning of this word.

In this way, it not only tells Yang Wenyu the answer, but also does not dampen the enthusiasm of the child Chen Lin. It is simply the best of both worlds.

Yang Wenyu was stunned for a moment, then said loudly: "What? Brother Jing, we are all Chinese, why are you trying to improve your English? Speak in something Chinese people can understand!"

Chen Jing: "..."

Too careless.

It's really careless.

Judging from Yang Wenyu's expression, he probably didn't understand what it meant.

This kid is probably a partial guy. No wonder he knows all about the English teacher's gossip. It turns out it's because of this.

Now the case is solved, no wonder he often visits the English teacher's office.

Chen Jing waved his hand, "Forget it if you don't understand. I'll tell you next time!"

“It’s a deal!”

After seeing Yang Wenyu off, Chen Jing and the others also drove away from the river.



On the car.

Chen Jing looked at the things in his hands and couldn't put them down.

One long and one short.

This was the last thing he caught. Although it was not a live fish, which made him a little disappointed, it was still fun to play with.

Chen Jing thought for a while, took out his cell phone and dialed Lao Wu's number.

police station.

A bell rang.

Lao Wu rubbed his head to relieve some fatigue, then took the call and faced it in the best mental state.

"Hello?"

"Old Wu, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Familiar questions, familiar voices.

This is!?

Officer Wu was stunned as soon as he heard this voice. The slight fatigue just now disappeared immediately and he became completely energetic.

In a word, it is more refreshing than Fengyoujing.

Officer Wu took the phone off, looked at the caller ID, and found that it was indeed Chen Jing, and his expression suddenly froze.

It’s really this kid!

"Stop talking nonsense and talk about something important!"

After having been dealing with each other for so long, they were already old acquaintances. He didn't bother to give face to this guy Chen Jing and just let him talk about things.

"I found the gun!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was quite excited.

Fortunately it wasn't a corpse or a murder case.

Officer Wu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was afraid that if this guy would say something to him again and bring Forensic Doctor Lin with him, his mentality would really break down.

etc……

But then he realized what he had just heard?

gun?

Did you hear that right!?

Could this kid be playing a game?

"98k or m4?"

Officer Wu was a little dazed and asked tentatively. He hoped that Chen Jing was playing a game with someone else and was talking about the gun in the game. What he just said was to someone else, not to him.

98k or m4?

Good guy.

Unexpectedly, Officer Wu is a middle-aged and elderly man, quite fashionable, and I don’t know what rank he is in or how much KD he has. I will find an opportunity to have a date with him some other day.

Listening to the reply on the other end of the phone, Chen Jing glanced at the two guns placed next to him with a strange expression.

This is not 98k, nor is it m4.

"Don't make trouble, I'm talking about real guns, I'm not telling you about games!"

Chen Jing emphasized again. There was silence on the other end of the phone. Chen Jing guessed that Officer Wu must be feeling quite complicated at the moment.

He was a little embarrassed. It had only been a few days, and so many things had happened to Officer Wu.

He didn't want to be like this, it was all his damn luck. He, Chen Jing, just wanted to catch a fish quietly. Who knew he could encounter so many things.

Moreover.

Who knows that this river happens to be within the jurisdiction of Officer Wu and others? It's no wonder Chen Jing. If not, it's the wrong direction of the river.

Seeing that Officer Wu didn't speak, Chen Jing had to find his own words. He glanced at the long gun.

"One long and one short, two rods in total. The long one is a Type 99 sniper rifle, the one that holds 5 bullets at a time. It is also equipped with a 4x optical sight and uses 7.7 mm caliber bullets.

The accurate range is 900m and the maximum range is 3500m. It is a sniper rifle used by the Japs back then. This gun should have been made by the Japs in the later period. It does not even have the Type 99 inscription."

After hearing what Chen Jing said was true and had a nose and eyes, Officer Wu fell silent.

After a while.

Officer Wu, who felt much calmer, finally spoke again, his voice a little dry, "Are you kidding?"

Chen Jing said angrily: "Why am I kidding you? The short one is the Japanese's Southern Type 14 pistol, which is what we call the bastard box. Of course, in some places, it feels like a chicken drumstick when held.

Call it chicken drumstick."

Officer Wu said: "You know quite a lot."

Chen Jing smiled and said: "Men are naturally more interested in things like swords and guns. Who didn't think about putting on a military uniform and protecting the country when they were young? Never thought about walking around the world in white with a sword, drinking the strongest wine, and sleeping

The most beautiful person?"

So why did you take the Beijing Film Academy exam when you grew up?

It’s a bit serious that the dreams you had when you were a child have shrunk, right?

Officer Wu was speechless.

"Tsk tsk, don't tell me. Although the production of the thing is a bit rough, the real thing is really comfortable to hold in the hand. It feels different from the fake thing in the hand. By the way, I picked it up now.

There are 70 rounds of ammunition, what do you do with them?"

Officer Wu was silent again.

Good guy.

Not only does it have a gun, it also carries bullets.

"You haven't tried firing a gun, have you?"

His voice was a little nervous, and hearing Chen Jing's tone, he was really worried that this guy had tried it.

Chen Jing replied: "I'm not crazy. This thing is an old antique. It was fished out of the water. Who knows if it will explode if you try it?"

Officer Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He felt relieved about Chen Jing and knew that this guy was not a bad person.

Officer Wu felt a little more relaxed now. Thinking that Chen Jing said the gun was fished out of the water, he couldn't help but ask more questions.

"Did you catch it from the water again?"

This time it was Chen Jing's turn to be silent.

Chen Jing didn't speak, so Officer Wu naturally understood that his mood was a bit complicated at this moment, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply and said with emotion.

"You tell me, kid, just fish well, why don't you catch all these messy things!"

He is also convinced by this guy Chen Jing.

"If you really can't catch fish, it's not shameful to be an Air Force guy. If you feel it's embarrassing to be an Air Force guy, pick up a few snails and take them home when you leave. If you can't, go to the vegetable market and buy them. After you buy them, go to Moments

Damn, who knew you bought it? It’s not a shame!”

Officer Wu began to have ideas, and he was worried about Chen Jing's fishing career.

"If you are worried about being found out that you bought it, I have a way..."

Before he could finish his suggestion, he was interrupted by Chen Jing.

"Stop talking, just tell me what to do with these two guns?"

"Send it to the police station. I'm telling you, I have a fish seller here..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound on the other end of the phone.

"boom!"
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