Abyss Express

PM 19:57.

East Corridor, Chima Avenue.

The black Volga entered the road of the villa area.

While driving, Xiao Qi chatted endlessly with the siblings in the back seat.

After avoiding several main roads, she didn't have to suffer from road rage.

At this moment, she is in a good mood.

"Let me tell you! That kid Bu Meteor really knows how to choose a place to live."

"The site is adjacent to the racetrack and the Marriage Stone. The roads are unobstructed in all directions. There are three large parks outside the door. After walking 200 meters, you can see Victoria Harbor across the sea."

"If you want to eat, drink, and have fun, there are 16 shopping malls, an exhibition center, three golf courses, and Gucci's specialty store."

"If you want to climb a mountain to keep fit, find the grandparents in the villa area to form a group to go to Dama Mountain on Xianglu Peak."

"It's not too far to take a car to take the mountain viewing platform and pavilion, and you can eat authentic Baiwei chicken when you go down the mountain, I can only say it's delicious!"

"The only downside is that it's expensive. But the price isn't its problem, it must be my problem, are you right?"

Seventh Brother shook his head, like a tour guide soliciting customers.

The two brothers and sisters were expressionless, like old monks in meditation.

When he arrived at Bu Liuxing's residence, Jiang Xueming first jotted down the roads around the garden, and wrote down the roads before and after the single-family villa, so that it would be convenient for him to run if something happened in the future.

When he returned to the main gate, Ah Xing ran out to pick up the car himself.

From a distance, Xue Ming saw Bu Liuxing running out wearing short-sleeved shorts and sneakers, calling for the uncle at the security office to open the door.

There is also a pink seal head printed on the short-sleeved T-shirt, which is very flamboyant.

"Brother Ming, Brother Ming, you are finally here. I wanted to pick you up at the airport. But you said..." Bu Liuxing ran to Jiang Xueming, wanting to open his arms to hug him.

Xue Ming dismissed the burly brother with his eyes.

"Hey" Ah Xing was quite embarrassed, and then finished the sentence: "But you said, you want me to invite some teachers to come to the house. If you want to know how to shoot, you can fight. I will ask someone to find them. I just sent the teachers Take it back, it took a little time."

"Thank you." Jiang Xueming followed A Xing and walked in, "Thanks for your hard work."

Xiao Qi drove Bai Lu to the house to find a parking space.

Ah Xing and Xue Ming came to the main hall of the villa. There was a metal security checkpoint before entering the door, and cameras were placed on the left and right porches.

Xue Ming pointed to these things and asked, "Is the security facility in your home connected to the police department?"

"That's right." Ah Xing scanned his face at the gate for verification: "If anything happens, someone will come over right away."

"Do you have a way to get an anti-aircraft machine gun?" Jiang Xueming asked again: "Or the airborne gun removed from the plane, and use it together with the monitoring. I will feel more at ease."

Bu Meteor didn't quite understand: "Huh?"

Jiang Xueming put it another way: "Can you park a truck in the parking space at your home? It's the big sixteen-wheel truck."

"Brother Ming, what are you thinking?" Ah Xing murmured in a low voice, "Why don't I find a few decorators tomorrow and come back to dismantle the flower beds? Pull out the landscape trees too? Then the truck should be able to fit in it, right?"

"Okay." Xue Ming nodded, and finally felt relieved: "I'm sorry to trouble you. From now on, Bai Lu and I will live here."

"Okay!" Ah Xing shouted happily: "Brother Ming, I have done so many things for you, you should promise me that thing, right?"

Jiang Xueming was puzzled: "That matter?"

Ah Xing explained seriously: "Coffee shop! Go to the station and open a coffee shop!"

Jiang Xueming nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"I'm just calling out to the guests at the front desk, and you are making snacks in the kitchen! There must be a lot of stories to hear!" Ah Xing said excitedly, and saw the large and small bags on Xue Ming's body, and took a few away by the way.

The two were going into the house--

——When the luggage in your hand passes through the security check, a metal object alarm will be issued immediately.

"What's going on?" Ah Xing scratched his head, then reached for his backpack shortly: "Brother Ming, what did you bring?"

Jiang Xueming kept silent, just lowered his head and opened the zipper.

Inside is a form-fitting set of chainmail armor, and four polymer greaves for leggings.

Ah Xing clicked his tongue and wondered: "Dude, didn't you come back by plane? How did you pass the security check?"

Xue Ming explained: "The handicrafts I bought have a collection certificate, and the luggage was checked in."

Ah Xing said in distaste: "Why do you buy these things? I heard you say that you want to go back to your hometown to see your parents. Does your father still have a dream of charging towards a windmill?"

"That's not true." Xueming continued to explain: "They threatened to break my legs before, just in case, I wore this thing when I went home, and I didn't need it later. It's not worth anything Throw it out the door."

At this moment, the CCTV next to the porch came on.

"Mr. Bu Meteor, we have received a police report. What's the situation? The report just now shows that there are a lot of metal products passing in front of your house?"

It seems that the metal object alarm at the security checkpoint was transmitted to the local police department.

Bu Meteor laughed at the camera: "It's all right. I'm sorry!"

"Okay. If there is any abnormality, call the fire department immediately. It will be faster if the line over there is switched over. We will arrive as soon as possible." As soon as the voice fell, the closed-circuit television was turned off.

The two of them worked together to throw all the baggage into the porch, leaving behind the chain armor.

In the end, Xue Ming was going to the main hall with the brocade box that Boss Ye had given him, but was stopped by the alarm again.

Ah Xing immediately asked: "What is this?"

"A gift from an old friend." Xue Ming explained, "It's a stick, but it's still half an antique. It should be made of iron."

Before the CCTV was fully turned on, Ah Xing took the initiative to go over to explain the situation and eliminate the danger.

After finishing the work, Ah Xing said to Xueming: "Let's go, take this brocade box in, how can you throw away things from old friends casually, I also like to open boxes, and I will open them when I enter the house!"

In the hall, Xueming didn't relax for a moment. First, he carefully observed the decorations in the hall, and then saw the ashtray, the fruit knife, and the commemorative pen on the bookcase.

In his opinion, these can be turned into weapons, which may be used in the future.

Xueming's eyes were filled with panic.

After a while, he finally searched the things in the hall, dining room, kitchen and study, and was going to go to the second floor to have a look.

Ah Xing felt that it was not a problem to go on like this, so he hurriedly yelled to stop.

"Brother Ming! Brother Ming! Why don't you watch it at night, or tomorrow morning, how about we go to the gym to meet the teachers? Aren't you going to do a physical test? They've been waiting for a long time, and we still have a meal to eat! "

Jiang Xueming nodded cautiously, "Okay."

The two walked through the backyard all the way, and went out from the other side of the gate. There was a small greenhouse at the end of the pool in the backyard, where out-of-season potted plants were planted.

It can be seen that Bu Liuxing's mother likes to grow flowers very much.

Going out from the greenhouse and tens of meters ahead, there is a three-story compound fitness and entertainment room.

Along the way, many aunts doing cleaning and nursing work greeted Bu Liuxing.

Jiang Xueming memorized while walking, for fear of getting lost in this big house.

Ah Xing secretly speculated whether Brother Ming was planning to install traps and mines in the house, otherwise why would he care so much about every corner and every terrain?

The basement floor of the fitness and entertainment room is a small shooting range. There are still many traces of decoration, as if it was completed in a hurry within a few hours, and there are all kinds of weird smells of wood rosin and paint welding.

"Dangdang!! How is it?" Ah Xing opened his arms, smug: "When I received the text message, I immediately called someone to do the renovation! This used to be a wine cellar, and my mommy has a lot of wine!"

"Although I don't know if Lingtang will beat your precious son." Jiang Xueming felt quite embarrassed: "But I still want to say thank you."

"Next, if you have anything to do, talk to the teachers in detail!" Bu Liuxing said to Xueming, and shouted at the people at the entrance of the training range: "Mr. Liu! Teacher Li! Coach Zhou! My friend is here!"

A Xing turned his head and explained to Xueming seriously, "You should communicate with these teachers well. These few are quite professional."

Xueming: "Okay."

Bu Meteor walked upstairs and wanted to leave temporarily: "I'm going to prepare dinner and arrange a room for your sister and the waiter by the way. Call me when you're done. Don't wait too long. It's best to come to the kitchen to help."

Xue Ming turned his head and gestured his thumbs to Meteor.

"good."

Outside the gate, Xiao Qi didn't enter the house immediately.

She told Bai Lu to go in and rest first, while she leaned against the entrance of the porch, as if waiting for someone.

"Nine five twenty seven!"

Before the person arrives, the greeting arrives first.

Following the sound, a woman jumped down from the second floor of the villa.

Like Seventh Brother, he was wearing a scissors tail dress, a white shirt, and a wine red tie.

This is Bu Liuxing's waiter. I met him at the station. Last time when she dragged Bu Liuxing's ears to do the disinfection procedure, she met Xueming once.

Seventh brother immediately became lively when he saw an acquaintance.

"Three three zero one!"

3301 is the waiter's number.

"9527, will you live here in the future?" 3301 first stepped on the beam of the porch, as nimbly as if he often went to the house to remove the roof tiles, and without panting, he landed lightly in front of the porch: " How's it going recently? I heard from Sister Yangchun about the two of you."

This little lady from 330 has short, clean hair, and seems to have poor eyesight, and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The straight bangs and the ends of the hair around the ears seem to be cut into neat and neat slashes.

"Hey! Tell me!" 3301 approached, elbowing Brother Seven with ambiguous eyes, "What kind of family is that passenger? What's his personality? Why are you so confused?" of?"

Seventh brother curled his lips: "San San, you... can you stop gossiping like this?"

"Then do you want to hear the story between me and this rich young master?" Sansan raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Seventh Brother immediately regained his spirits: "Tell me in detail."

"Everyone is a gangster, who turns into the leader of the group who eats melons every day on the Internet, so don't pretend to be you!" Sansan shook Brother Seven's arm, and asked, "Tell me about it! Seven! Tell me about it!" Well! Jiang Xueming! Tell me!~"

"he"

Seventh Brother hesitated for a while, and his expression became confused.

"He is very special. I feel that he should be a very gentle person. He does things quickly, but he is very careful."

In the shooting range--

——The shooting teacher invited by Bu Meteor greeted Xue Ming.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang Xueming, I am from the IPSC International Practical Shooting Association, a member of the North American Rifle Association, and a shooting instructor of the Eastern District Police Department. My surname is Liu, and you can call me Mr. Liu."

Jiang Xueming looked up at the fully armed shooting teacher——

——He could feel the contempt and impatience in the other person's eyes, the raised head, the subtle expression of lowered eyebrows and cold eyes.

That kind of attitude, to use a wonderful metaphor, is as manic and disturbing as graduating from graduate school, but going to teach kindergarten children to solve problems.

He felt inexplicable hostility, as did the other two teachers.

Especially Ah Xing's fitness trainer, that strong man almost had disdain written on his face when he saw Xue Ming's height and figure.

Xue Ming thought about it carefully.

These teachers should all be Ah Xing's old friends. This inexplicable hostility should come from distrust in different circles of life.

Think about it too, if there is a rich young master who has known him for a long time, suddenly one day, because of a person he has just known for a few days, he mobilizes everyone to demolish the wine cellar of the mother at home. I'm afraid you will pay more attention to this kind of guy. Maybe Ah Xing believed in pyramid schemes, or was cheated of his feelings.

"Mr. Liu, hello." Jiang Xueming didn't say anything extra, waiting for the shooting coach's arrangement.

In front of the table were two guns.

Teacher Liu took one of them and explained it to Jiang Xueming.

"Here is an SVI Infiniti competition pistol and a Sig Sauer P220. The performance of the two guns is different, and the shooting accuracy is also different.

I use this Sig Sauer produced in 1975, and you use this brand new SVI from 2024. Next, we will take turns to conduct shooting training. Listen to Xing Shao, your shooting skills are very good. "

"I just know a little bit." Xue Ming picked up the guy on the table. He had never seen this kind of gun, and he had never seen such a high-end gun in the shooting club before: "Why is my gun different from yours?"

Mr. Li, the fighting coach at the side, sneered and said, "The one in your hand sells for five thousand knives. The second-hand ones in Lao Liu's hands can be bought for 1,500 knives. Of course it's different."

Teacher Liu smiled and squinted at Xueming: "Mr. Xing is a friend of Young Master Xing. I think our shooting results should not be too bad. Young Master Xing will be very happy to hear this news."

"Of course." Teacher Li winked, and then showed an artificial envious expression to Xueming: "For Mr. Jiang Xueming, Xing Shao demolished the wine cellar at home and turned it into a shooting range. I don't know what magic power Mr. Xueming has. Make Xing Shao willing to spend so much thought and money."

Xueming understood what the two teachers meant.

They didn't come to give Jiang Xueming a serious test, they just wanted to make Meteor happy.

"Ms. Liu, we will be shooting later, please do your best?" Jiang Xueming emphasized sincerely: "I don't know what my level is, but as a shooting instructor of the Police Department, you have to do your best in the midst of your busy schedule. It is a great honor to come here to help me with the test. I hope to pass this test and know my real shooting level."

Teacher Liu's eyes were full of incomprehension, and he thought to himself - isn't this guy really joking?

He doesn't even know the gun in his hand, so where does he have the confidence to say the words "go all out" and "real level"?

I didn't wait for Mr. Liu to think about these things clearly.

Jiang Xueming asked the three of them again: "Do you have a cross screwdriver? It's a smaller size."

On the contrary, the fitness trainer who looked down on Mr. Xueming the most, dragged a toolbox from the renovation site without saying a word.

Jiang Xueming bowed his head in thanks, took out his tools, and began to move the guns in his hands.

Teacher Li was curious: "You want to dismantle the gun?"

"Hey! What are you doing?" Teacher Liu hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Infiniti is very expensive! Don't tear it down!"

"Give me two minutes, and it will be ready soon." Jiang Xueming said while removing the gun's mirror frame and red dot sight.

The reason is also very simple.

First of all, he had never used a red dot sight in his previous shooting club, and in his subconscious mind, if he didn't use it, he didn't know how to use it.

Secondly——

"——I have never used such a heavy secondary weapon. The mirror bridge and scope are too heavy. It is really strange that the grip of this gun is cut out of aviation aluminum alloy." Jiang Xueming explained: "Mr. Liu, you Is there a common rear sight for 2011 gun family?"

"Oh, I have it here." Mr. Liu saw Jiang Xueming hook the slide and the magazine release lever, dismantling the gun did not seem to be messing around, and handed over the sight parts in the luggage bag.

"Thank you." Xue Ming took the parts, installed the Torx screw on the rear sight, and calibrated the notch of the sight to keep it in line with the front sight of the sleeve.

He reset and reassembled the firearm, took out Vaseline from the toolbox, wiped it on the sliding rails of the sleeves, and pulled the sleeves several times in a row to ensure that they slide smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, he found a roll of electrical tape at random, and wrapped it around the cold and hand-cut aluminum alloy grip, lest the expensive, heavy and hard grip affect the shooting accuracy.

In the end, he put the firearm back on the table, put it together with the magazine, and raised his hands with the palms facing outward, indicating that he was empty-handed and waiting for instructions.

"I'm ready."

At that moment, Mr. Liu's eyes changed several times, and he looked at the SVI Infiniti on the table.

The gun lacks the luxurious and flamboyant mirror bridge and scope, the black and gold contrasting color sleeve and grip, the clean and simple geometric lines, and a rough industrial design aesthetic.

Teacher Liu thought to himself, could it be that Xing Shao's friend is actually a gun repairer?

Teacher Li folded his arms and smiled lightly, "This kid has a lot of skills in playing tricks."

Teacher Liu asked, "Tell me, do you understand a little bit?"

Hearing the teacher's question, Xue Ming answered seriously.

"I used to be in the shooting club. I rarely had the opportunity to touch real guns. Ordinary members could only touch GAS (gas)-powered toys. The structures of these things are quite similar, and you can figure it out after disassembling and assembling a few times."

"I know a little bit."