Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 150 New Equipment

In the spacious equipment room.

The walls were covered in a variety of sophisticated weapons, and scattered on the floor were some unorganized tactical equipment. The screen displayed the mission information sent by Shihezi. Chen Shuo sat at his workbench, flipping through the documents, his fingers lightly sliding over the words, a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

"Ed McCann," Chen Shuo said softly. "He specializes in making up stories and exposing scandals involving athletes. He can even invent some if there's none. However, because of his skillful writing, he often manages to get away with it even when he's been accused multiple times."

His words were tinged with disdain, and he harbored no affection for this man who made a living destroying others' reputations. Sonoko sat in a nearby chair, holding the document in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she could already imagine how much harm Ed McCann had caused to innocent people for a single article.

Looking at the documents showing athletes whose families had been torn apart by his reporting, Sonoko's anger instantly erupted: "What a despicable bastard! It really makes me angry to see him so self-serving that he has no regard for other people's lives!" She clenched her fists, her expression growing increasingly indignant. "From now on, I'll specifically take orders like this and make sure people like this disappear from this world!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shuo shrugged slightly and said in a natural tone, "That's up to you. However, I won't provide any more help from now on. You have to complete this mission on your own."

Sonoko blinked, then she showed a confident smile with a firm look in her eyes: "Leave it to me! After all... I am the disciple of the King of Killers!" There was a hint of pride in her tone, as if this sentence could add some weight to her strength.

Upon hearing this, Chen Shuo covered his face with his hands, his expression filled with helplessness and embarrassment: "Please don't give me such a shameful title." He couldn't help but rub his temples with a headache. It seemed that this country's "middle school syndrome" could never be cured.

"Sonoko! Don't be careless." A hint of worry was revealed in Mao Lilan's tone. She frowned and looked at her confident best friend. "For someone like him to survive to this day, he must have some extraordinary qualities. You have to be careful and never let your guard down. You need a thorough plan."

Sonoko smiled and nodded, with a determined light in her eyes, "Don't worry, Xiaolan! This is my first time doing formal work, I will definitely not take it lightly!" She waved her hands, as if to shake off all the pressure and worries, her expression was inappropriately relaxed.

Chen Shuo then took over Yuanzi's words, his eyes stern and his tone serious. "Don't be careless in the future!" He leaned forward slightly, crossed his hands on the table, and looked directly at Yuanzi. "People like us must ensure that every move is foolproof. Any mistake could be fatal."

Yuanzi's relaxed expression suddenly faltered. Chen Shuo's words were like a wake-up call. Although she was confident, Chen Shuo's words reminded her that every step of the mission must be carefully considered and no mistakes could be made.

She stood up straight, her eyes became more determined, and nodded gently: "I understand, Brother Shuo. Don't worry, I will make sure everything goes well."

Seeing Sonoko adjust her mindset, Chen Shuo's expression gradually softened. A faint smile appeared. He walked over to the table, picked up two boxes, and placed them in front of Mao Lilan and Sonoko. "When we were skiing earlier, I promised to give you two gifts, and today I'm fulfilling my promise." His tone was relaxed and gentle, as if at this moment, all the tension had been released.

Yuanzi's eyes lit up instantly, she cheered, and picked up the box in front of her impatiently like a child: "Wow! I've been looking forward to it for a long time! I can finally see what it is!" As she said, she couldn't wait to open the box, her eyes full of excitement and anticipation.

Mao Lilan also showed a bright smile. She gently pinched Chen Shuo's arm and whispered, "Thank you, Brother Shuo!" After that, she kissed Chen Shuo without hesitation, her eyes full of warmth and tenderness, and there was a hint of sweetness in her voice.

Chen Shuo smiled slightly, looking at the two of them with gentle eyes, and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. Seeing them so happy, he was also very happy.

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Sonoko's box was slightly larger than Ran's. The moment the lid opened, a calm metallic sheen caught her eye. Her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Beretta 92F!! I love you so much, Brother Shuo!"

Two black pistols lay quietly in the box, their sleek lines exuding a cool beauty. The Beretta 92F, one of the world's most famous fully automatic pistols, has long been the weapon of choice for military, police, and special forces worldwide, thanks to its exceptional accuracy, balance, and reliability.

Sonoko's eyes sparkled with excitement and joy. Her small hand immediately reached out, gently picking up a Beretta and feeling the cold, solid steel. Her fingertips gracefully traced the barrel, as if caressing a work of art. In that moment, she was completely immersed in the satisfaction the gun brought her.

"This gun is so perfect." A trace of admiration flashed in Sonoko's eyes. She skillfully pressed the disassembly button on the gun body and quickly disassembled the gun. She was precise and fast, as if all the actions had become her second nature.

Yuanzi disassembled the gun with alacrity, even the twisting of a screw seemed graceful, her every finger movement displaying unparalleled skill and expertise. After disassembling it, she placed the parts one by one on the table, gently caressing each one with her fingers, as if establishing a deep connection with the gun.

"It's so beautiful!" There was a hint of smile in Sonoko's voice. She gently put the disassembled magazine and barrel aside, and began to wipe each part carefully, as if she was taking care of a precious work of art.

She replaced the magazine and reassembled the pistols. Every movement was fluid and flawless, as if she and the guns had a natural connection. The metal surface of the guns gleamed coldly under the light. She clicked the safety with satisfaction, and with a slight flick of her finger, she raised both Beretta 92Fs simultaneously, as if showcasing her masterpieces.

"How about it, handsome, right?" A proud smile appeared on Sonoko's face, her eyes were bright, and her brows revealed a kind of concentration and love, as if at this moment she and the two guns had become one.

Looking at Sonoko's skillful movements, Mao Lilan couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sonoko, you are really amazing! This gun looks really cool, and I can feel the tacit understanding between you and it." Although she didn't know much about guns, she could also feel Sonoko's respect and passion for weapons.

Chen Shuo stood aside, nodding gently, a hint of relief in his eyes. Yuanzi wasn't just accepting a weapon; she was accepting a mission. The true way of a killer wasn't just about technique; it was about a mindset and identity. And she seemed to have already embarked on that path of no return.

"Yuanzi, these two guns will make you invincible." Chen Shuo's voice was low and firm.

Yuanzi turned around, smiled and nodded, "I understand, Brother Shuo! I will use it to protect myself, and I will also use it to complete the mission!" She looked at the two Beretas again, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. It was a determination that she was destined not to look back.

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Mao Lilan's box was smaller than Sonoko's, but it was also filled with anticipation. She carefully opened the lid, and inside lay two gleaming butterfly knives and a small, exquisite pistol. Looking at the gun, Mao Lilan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She lowered her head to examine it carefully, muttering unconsciously, "What is this?"

She gently picked up the pocket pistol, thinking it looked like a toy, completely lacking the intimidating presence of a lethal weapon. The gun was compact, with a distinct decorative pattern on the grip. The smooth metal surface reflected a faint glow under the light, appearing both delicate and light.

"Why... does this look a bit like a toy gun?" asked Ran Mao Li uncertainly. She pinched the handle of the gun, her fingers sliding over the delicate craftsmanship, looking a little puzzled.

Chen Shuo stood beside her, chuckling softly. He took the gun from Mao Lilan and expertly twirled it around in his hands twice, showing it to her. "This is the Beretta 21A Lynx," he said, his voice tinged with confidence and familiarity. "It's a very compact pocket pistol. Its main features are its extreme portability and ease of concealment."

He paused, his eyes scanning the gun's exterior, and continued, "Although it's small, only 5.4 inches long and weighs less than 300 grams, it's still a fully functional pistol. It uses .22 LR caliber bullets and has a range of approximately 15 meters. For users like you who are not good at shooting, there's no need for accurate shooting, just for emergency situations."

"So that's how it is..." After hearing Chen Shuo's words, Mao Lilan's face showed a look of sudden enlightenment. She gently stroked the gun with her fingers, as if she suddenly understood the significance of this small gun. "So, it's not for accurate shooting, but for quick and easy emergency response, right?"

"Yes," Chen Shuo nodded with a smile. "Its design concept is to allow you to at least counterattack effectively when you don't have time to make precise aim. If you learn how to better master it, you will find that it can give you a great sense of security in critical moments."

Mao Lilan looked at Chen Shuo excitedly, her eyes gleaming with gratitude and joy. She gently leaned over and gave Chen Shuo a warm kiss, a bright smile on her lips: "Thank you, Brother Shuo! I really like it! It's so cool! And these two knives..."

As she spoke, she picked up two butterfly knives from the box, her fingers expertly gripping the handles. The blades slid out like lightning, instantly transforming into razor-sharp blades. Mao Lilan's movements were light and swift. As her hands danced, the butterfly knives darted nimbly between her fingertips, seemingly breathing life into graceful arcs.

With a flick of her left hand, the blade flipped, then swung forward. The blade sliced ​​through the air, creating a sharp, whistling sound. Mao Lilan expertly twirled the butterfly knife in the air, the blade nearly parallel to her palm. In her hands, the blade flowed like a dancer's long skirt, brimming with power. Her movements were fluid and graceful, like a dance, displaying unparalleled beauty.

Then, she turned around and suddenly, with a clean and sharp gesture, flipped the two butterfly knives alternately with her hands. The blades crossed in the air, bringing a slight breeze, her movements swift and precise.

She performed several flips effortlessly, her blades flowing like steps in a dance, graceful and agile, giving off a sense of professionalism. Finally, Mao Lilan quickly closed her hands and sheathed both butterfly knives, her movements smooth and elegant.

Chen Shuo watched Mao Lilan's performance with a flicker of approval in his eyes. "It seems you've become quite proficient with the butterfly knife. Your movements are both beautiful and efficient. Such skills will be very useful in close-range defense."

Mao Lilan smiled slightly and put down the butterfly knife easily. "After practicing for so long, I finally have some experience. After all, the knife is always in my hand. With more practice, I will get the hang of it."

Yuanzi was stunned watching from the side: "Xiaolan, you are so amazing! It seems that your shooting talent has been applied to cold weapons..."

After hearing this, Mao Lilan's face gradually darkened, and she seemed to be covered by a low pressure. She angrily pulled Sonoko's cheek and muttered, "I just don't have a talent for shooting. I'm so sorry!"

Yuanzi's face flushed red from being pinched, and she quickly waved her hands and begged for mercy: "Hey, hey, I was wrong, I was praising you! You're obviously great, you don't even need a shooting talent!"

The two of them were bantering back and forth. Chen Shuo shrugged helplessly and turned to leave the equipment room. "That's it for now, Yuanzi. Try your best. I want to see your true strength!"

Sonoko was still being harassed by Ran Maoli, her face flushed red as she hurriedly shouted, "Hey~~~! Ran, let me go!"

Chen Shuo listened to their laughter, chuckled, shook his head, and left the equipment room at a leisurely pace.