56: Instead of collecting corpses, they've started dealing in weapons?

The office was in chaos.

The Chief Director was a shrewd man.

How could he not see what these people were thinking?

"Everyone, sit down!"

"You, your hemorrhoids won't kill you if you don't cut them out for a day!"

"You, believe me, your husky will carry your son home!"

"And you, your eighty-year-old mother is having a baby?"

"What? Did your dad come back to life?"

"Stop talking nonsense..."

"Escaping won't solve any problems."

"Let's keep watching first."

"What if this field artillery gun is just a toy model?"

The Chief Director didn't believe it could be such a coincidence.

Even if they were really unlucky... and the sky fell, the program headquarters would bear the brunt.

Even if one day, the relevant departments came to investigate.

If the program got canceled, he would have no regrets... On the bank of the Wild River.

Wang Fan composed himself, trembling.

"Brother."

"This field artillery gun, it's fake, right?"

Su Yun: "..."

He was silent, not speaking.

He wished he could have determined that the field artillery gun he pulled out was fake.

In his sea of consciousness, detailed information appeared.

Weapon Name: Type 92 105mm Field Gun!

Ammunition types: high-explosive shells, incendiary shells, chemical shells...

Maximum range: 18200m!

Current status: Severely damaged, unusable! No danger!

...

One after another.

So detailed that it felt like every screw's production line was listed.

Su Yun was speechless for a moment.

What the heck.

Is this going to be endless today?

Didn't I just have bad luck?

The grenades and bombs before didn't kill me.

Now, a field artillery gun again, right?

Su Yun glanced at Wang Fan.

"Little Wang, weren't you quite brave before?"

"Why are you so timid now?"

Wang Fan blinked, his mind pondering.

"Brother..."

"I was really scared of the cannibals before."

"But I'm not stupid..."

"A few stab wounds might be survivable."

"This field artillery gun... if it fires, there won't even be dust left of me."

That made sense.

Su Yun pouted: "Go ahead and try it, this is a real field artillery gun!"

"Don't be afraid... if you're a man, be brave!"

"Really?"

Wang Fan was eager to try.

Little Fatty's curiosity was greater than that of a thin person... Although this field artillery gun looked very scary.

But, this was his first time seeing a real field artillery gun in his life... Alright, let's do it.

Wang Fan's small, chubby hand swayed... finally resting on the cold, cold barrel.

"Holy cow... Brother, this is the real deal!"

"— [I ask, which boy can refuse the temptation of a field artillery gun?]

— [If I bring out an intercontinental missile, what would you choose?]

— [Try it and you'll die! ...]

— [It's a real field artillery gun!]

— [It's good to hang out with the Streamer, you get free food and lodging, and you get to see a field artillery gun.]

— [Very good, now everyone has forgotten that the Streamer fished up a sack of bombs...]

— [If it's a real field artillery gun, then the trouble is really big...]

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...Of course, Su Yun knew the field artillery gun was real.

He just wanted Wang Fan to touch it, purely for him to touch it.

"Brother, what do we do now?"

"This field artillery gun... why don't we send it to Bureau Chief Chen and the others?"

Su Yun didn't have any other ideas for a while.

"Oh, right, where did Officer Hong go?"

"He seemed to have gone to relieve himself..." Wang Fan said.

No.

Now he could only call the police.

If you have problems, if you have difficulties, find the Police Uncle... My mother, teachers, and parents told me that since I was little.

From a distance.

Su Yun spotted that familiar figure hiding under a big tree.

His back was to him.

Although he looked a bit disheveled at the moment... Su Yun took a deep breath and shouted: "Officer Hong! I want to report something!"

Huh?

Someone called him?

Officer Hong's body didn't move.

His head turned to look at the river bank.

It was better not to look... He saw a field artillery gun, about a person's height, appear out of nowhere.

Officer Hong's process of relieving himself stopped abruptly!

Where did that come from!?

Where did that field artillery gun come from!

Had the enemy approached?

Officer Hong pulled up his pants and ran over!

A mature and steady face.

At this moment, it was distorted to the extreme.

A field artillery gun!

It was a real field artillery gun, damn it!

When Officer Hong spoke, his mouth was trembling.

"Brother Su Yun..."

"You, how did you get this?"

"I, didn't I ask you to help watch the fishing rod?"

He just made a phone call and relieved himself.

Su Yun scratched his head and explained the whole process in detail.

For a moment.

Officer Hong was stunned, his head buzzing.

A small head, big question marks... "You said..."

"You just touched an eel, and by accident..."

"Pulled out a field artillery gun!?"

"— [Officer Hong: Just kill me!]

— [Officer Hong, don't panic, it's a basic operation, no need to be impressed!]

— [Su Yun: I really just wanted to catch an eel!]

— [field artillery gun: How about... I just go back!]

...The field artillery gun stood quietly on the river bank.

The police were called, and Officer Hong arrived.

Brother Su Yun and Wang Fan rubbed their hands together.

"Officer Hong, look..."

"How do we handle this?"

Officer Hong: "..."

God knew how to handle it.

Sometimes, being a Police Uncle was also very frustrating.

Even children knew: if you have difficulties, find the Police Uncle.

But for someone like Su Yun... if you find the Police Uncle, have you considered the Police Uncle's feelings?

Officer Hong was the Criminal Investigation Brigade leader, not an Expert in firearms!

He thought fishing out bombs earlier was exciting enough.

In the blink of an eye, while he was relieving himself... a field artillery gun came up again.

Could he still live like this?

"Sigh..."

Officer Hong's scalp tingled.

He had just assured Bureau Chief Chen that nothing would happen.

How could... "Never mind, never mind."

"I'll still call the Bureau Chief and ask."

"I can't solve the field artillery gun matter!"

It wasn't that he didn't want to solve it, it was that he truly couldn't solve it.

If you talked about a corpse, Officer Hong could investigate.

But you pulled up a field artillery gun, what do I do?

Why don't you just blast me to death with it... Ding-a-ling!

On the ring highway, Bureau Chief Chen's phone rang.

He saw it was Old Hong, the Criminal Investigation Brigade leader, calling.

A premonition of ill omen arose in his heart.

Bureau Chief Chen straightened his posture and answered seriously.

"Old Hong, what's wrong?"

Officer Hong: "..."

Such a warm, safe voice.

Who could understand that feeling.

The situation where you can't solve it yourself and can only turn to your superior... Officer Hong, as if moved, swallowed two mouthfuls of snot.

"Bureau Chief Chen, there's something..."

"Old Hong, just speak directly."

Bureau Chief Chen always felt that Officer Hong was hiding something.

"Then... Bureau Chief..."

"How about... you and Deputy Director Zhang still come back?"

Bureau Chief Chen: ???

Deputy Director Zhang: ???

What did he mean?

They had only just gotten on the ring highway a short while ago.

Why go back again?

Bureau Chief Chen frowned slightly: "Old Hong."

"Deputy Director Zhang and I are going to report the situation to the higher-ups."

"Is there anything that can't wait until we get back?"

"Hmm, no..."

Officer Hong said directly.

His decisiveness left Bureau Chief Chen speechless for a moment.

"Bureau Chief Chen."

"Brother Su Yun is in trouble again..."