Father Mavie

Chapter 142 Your Kid Is Really A Genius (Please Subscribe!!!)
"Balle kale! Rutabaga just out of the ground! Threepence a pound! And it's got mud on it!"

"Cauliflower from abroad! Fresh cauliflower! 4p a pound! Free tasting!"

"Live pig! Live pig! A whole fat, fat pig! Just had a shit in the morning!"

Edward walked in the bustling market, bathed in the warm sunshine in the morning, breathed in the fresh air, and walked slowly. Whenever he heard the shouts of vendors, he would always lean over and take a look.

At this moment, it has changed into a clean monk's uniform, its long hair is tied up in a ponytail at the back of its head, and the bones of its face have changed slightly. A touch of gentleness.

Even so, many people still cast their eyes on him, the men sighed at his flat chest, and the women were even more excited.

Of course, there are always a few exceptions. For example, he just received a business card. A muscular man warmly invited him to a private party tomorrow night. He didn’t specify what he was doing, and Edward couldn’t understand the deep meaning of the other party’s constant eyebrow raising. .

Fortunately, he didn't know.

Going forward, Edward saw a group of butchers with freshly cut ribs and pork belly in their hands, chasing a fat orange cat all over the street. Category
The colorful cats are lying on the stalls of the fish shop, lazily basking in the sun, their belly is round and full, and the corners of their mouths have the luster of swim bladder oil, which is very comfortable.

The peak of meow life is nothing more than that.

During the stroll, Edward walked through the streets and alleys, left the noisy market, and came to No. 21 Ross Avenue.

This is the New Rose City Police Station. Except for a few clerks, there are only a small number of police officers on duty, and it looks a little deserted.The main reason is that Chief Richard took away a group of elite police officers, plus the police who went out to patrol and handle cases, the entire police station was extremely empty, and there were not many people left.

Edward walked into the police station, looked around, walked up to the receptionist, and asked gently, "Where is Chief Richard?"

"He's out."

"Oh." Edward touched his chin and asked with a smile, "Can you show me your arsenal?"

"What a joke!"

The receptionist stared, "Is the armory accessible to ordinary people? It's full of police equipment, yes."

There was a faint golden light in Edward's eyes. Seeing his eyes, the receptionist suddenly forgot what he wanted to say, and the voice of reprimand gradually became quieter, like a puppet, and nodded blankly: "Okay, please follow me."

"Christie?!" Another receptionist grabbed the companion who was going to take Edward into the police station, and said in astonishment, "What are you doing?! He, you go."

Using the same method, Edward controlled all the receptionists and policemen in the lobby, and swaggered into the weapons arsenal on the first floor as if he had entered the land of no one.

The warehouse is filled with the smell of gun oil, and the latest Dreiser bolt-action rifles are neatly placed on the iron rack. In addition, there are revolvers, bullets and old-fashioned flintlocks
Picking up a Dreiser bolt-action rifle, Edward briefly asked how to use it, then opened the magazine, filled it with a bullet, returned it with a click, held the handle of the gun with one hand, and pointed it at Christie beside him.

The trigger was not pulled. Edward seemed very satisfied with the Dreiser bolt-action rifle in his hand. After playing with it for a while, he said to the policemen behind him, "Move these guns and bullets to 99 Kerr Street."

"Yes"

Although the army was controlled in Rosslare Port, the situation was more urgent at that time, and Edward had no time to study the weapons used by humans. Now that he has leisure, his curiosity has followed.

Boxes of rifles and bullets were loaded into cars and began to be transported to the Church of Truth. Before leaving, Edward pulled out the revolver from his waist and put it on the table, muttering, "Return it as promised."

squeak
squeak
The police four-wheeled carriage loaded with new-style rifles was parked at the back door of the church, and moved into the backyard under Edward's command. Xiao Hei rushed over after hearing the sound, staring at the scene dumbfounded, and was stunned.

"Very well, you can go back."

The last box of weapons was unloaded, Edward waved away the police, closed the door, sat on a box, took out the bolt-action rifle inside, and began to disassemble the parts.

Click!

Ding!
In the beginning, Edward's method of disassembling the rifle was very rough. He used brute force almost all the way.

But as he continued to learn, his experience became richer, and his techniques began to become more subtle, and he gradually found the rules. First, he removed the outer bolt, then took out the firing pin device inside, and pulled out the barrel.
In just half a minute, Edward dismantled a complete Dreiser bolt-action rifle filled with gun oil, and the parts were placed on the wooden box in the order of disassembly, neatly arranged.

Xiao Hei has been observing his movements, and waited until Edward stared at the parts in front of him in a daze before asking: "Where did you get these things, meow?"

Edward glanced at it: "Police, they are very nice."

"Does the master know?"

"I haven't had time to tell him yet."

Xiao Hei turned his head and left, and led Ma Wei to come after a while.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Ma Wei saw the weapon boxes piled up high in the sun, and then looked at the row of parts in front of Edward. He began to breathe shortly, and said through gritted teeth, "I asked you to return the gun, but you took it away. The arsenal has moved?!"

"Well, I have returned the revolver to Chief Richard. I just borrowed these." Edward replied calmly while frowning.

"you"

Ma Wei felt his blood pressure soar. Just as he took a deep breath to calm himself down, he suddenly heard Edward say, "Your blood is gathering towards your brain, and your temperature is also rising. This is not good for your body."

"Boiled!"

"Master! Master, don't be angry meow!" Xiao Hei hurriedly stopped Ma Wei who was rushing forward and wanted to question him: "We can't beat it!"

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"I don't understand why you are so angry."

Edward raised his head and asked suspiciously: "I just borrowed these weapons to have a look, to study and study, and I didn't grab them hard, so why don't I just return them later?"

"It's been dismantled like this by you, how can you return it?!"

Ma Wei pointed at the twisted gun barrel next to him: "Can you think about the consequences before doing something?!"

"Of course I have thought about it." Edward shrugged: "Director Richard has become a believer in the church, and he is one of his own people. He won't say anything about a small loss. At worst, I will pay him twenty catties of sea fish."

"Hey, you're really smart." Mavi laughed angrily.

"The key is not there, but"

Edward picked up a new Dreiser bolt-action rifle, hesitantly said: "I found that these weapons have very obvious flaws, such as this rifle, the principle is nothing more than using the firing pin inside to hit the primer behind the bullet, detonating the inside of the bullet gunpowder, which generates power to push the bullet out of the barrel and complete the shot."

"However, the shooting speed of this method is too slow. Every time a shot is fired, the bolt needs to be pulled and the bullet refilled. Not to mention time-consuming and labor-intensive, the material is also easily deformed, leading to a series of failures."

In Ma Wei's gradually stunned expression, Edward stated his conclusion:

"If we use the gas pressure generated when the gunpowder explodes to push the bolt to automatically recover, and use the spring to continuously push out the shell, can we achieve the effect of rapid shooting?"

"Um"

"This is just my guess, I don't know if it will work."

(End of this chapter)