Practice origin column

Chapter 50

In the holographic shadow, a compass-shaped hundred-bead dial is lifelike, perfectly reproducing every detail, and even the lines on the dial are exactly the same.

This was given to him by the Imperial Yacht Bureau for practice, because there is only one chance to decipher the real Hundred Beads Connecting Disk, and a [-]% success rate must be guaranteed.

Sikong looked at the Baizhu coupling plate intently, but didn't directly disassemble it.

In his mind, the memory of the simulated origin of the Baizhu Coupling Disc reappeared, the murderer's perfect fingers fluttered like butterflies under the shadowless lamp, and he was very familiar with various long-lost crafts.

Suddenly, Sikong moved.

Like a hunter probing his prey, Sikong snapped out his fingers and hit the bearing in the center of the Baizhu coupling disc.

Then, the crisp sound of pulleys came out, composing a piece of pure music, elegant and bright, Sikong's eyes sank, his little finger hooked the spiral at a 37-degree return angle, and rotated half a circle counterclockwise.

What followed was a series of complex techniques, often requiring Sikong's fingers to move back and forth a hundred times in a step of two millimeters within a second.

Sikong stared with both eyes, every detail and structure of every part of the hundred-bead coupling disc in the phantom was clearly seen by him without missing anything.

'Crack...'

A somewhat ear-piercing sound came out, and Sikong's little finger accidentally collided with other parts, and in an instant, the Baizhu coupling disk recovered.

For the first time, the disassembly failed, and it stopped at the second disassembly process of No.40.

Sikong's expression remained unchanged, his serenity remained the same, and he continued to disassemble.

The second time, it failed, stopping at seven disassembly processes.

The third time, it failed and stopped at the No.60 five disassembly process.

The fourth time, failed.

……

Suddenly, Sikong's hands became fluid, as if he had developed muscle memory from repeated practice.

A complete set of ups and downs mosaic techniques can be easily grasped, as if made by nature, followed by the method of hooking teeth and aloes.

'Ding……'

A crisp and pleasant voice came out, and the Baizhu coupling disk in the phantom was scattered into tens of thousands of small parts, which were disassembled by him.

Time, only five seconds passed.

But he still needs to restore the Baizhu coupling disc.

As time passed, Sikong failed again and again.

Or when assembling, if you are not familiar with the structure of the tourbillon composed of 73 small parts, the speed is a little slower.

Or the coupling shaft is not sunk to one-third of the pillar, the error is too large.

Or disassembly, the assembly time exceeds ten seconds.

With repeated failures, Sikong is getting closer to success, and the various crafts that only exist in his mind are gradually familiarized by his body and become his own.

Even if the murderer is lurking by his side, even if his life is in danger, Sikong is deeply obsessed with mechanical craftsmanship, obsessed with the cold parts, and pours his blood into it.

Completely forget about time.

"Why hasn't he come out yet..."

Outside the house, the sky has long been bright, the red sun hangs on the branches, clearing away the cold and suffocation of the night, and covering it with warm golden light.

In the courtyard, apart from Dao Scar and the others, there were three other people.

You Pingwei's face was full of anxiety, rubbing his hands, and said to a woman beside him: "I'm sorry, Director Qian..."

However, he saw that Chief Qian was wearing plain clothes, and on the plain clothes, there were pictures of mountains, rivers and green mountains, all in ink colors, which made this woman look dignified.

And this woman has phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, red lips like vermilion, cheeks like goose eggs, fair and charming, her plain clothes conceal her almost perfect body, but her legs are as white and tender as jade, revealing a little bit, like lotus flowers in full bloom, making people feel like It can be seen from a distance but not played with.

This woman just stood here quietly, as if she had stepped out of an ancient painting, with the temperament of a lady.

"It's okay, Superintendent You, it's okay to wait."

Director Qian smiled lightly, like a rock falling from a mountain stream, a clear spring hitting a pot, a few simple syllables, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze, as if seeing green mountains and green waters.

"Mr. Gongsun Fu is bothering you. It is our fault for making troubles several times." Director Qian looked apologetically at the old man beside him.

The hale and hearty Gongsun Fu laughed twice: "It's okay, it's okay, my old bones should come out and move around."

"It's just that, I didn't expect that the key to solving the case this time would fall on this young man. I have nowhere to put my old face. Those old things make fun of me all day long, haha..."

Director Qian sighed, as if Xizi was holding his heart up, not very sad: "This time, everyone is determined to succeed or succeed. Even I, the intelligence director of the Wind Curtain Star Territory, have to bear a big responsibility. .”

This woman is the director of the Sifang Intelligence Bureau of the Fenglian Starfield. In terms of official position, she is comparable to the administrative leader of every gathering star. It can be used as an intelligence agency.

It can be said that he has a high position and weight, and is chased by forces from all directions.

And for this murder case, such important figures were invited, which is enough to see that Fenglian Starfield attaches great importance to the case of dismembering the corpse, almost to the point of being stuck in the throat.

One is the leader of the special operations team of the Fourth Gathering Star, one is a famous mechanical master, and the other is the director of the Wind Curtain Star Field Intelligence Bureau.

Any one of the three of them is a trend-setter of the times in the outside world and a guest of countless powerful forces, but at this time, they are gathered in the cramped courtyard.

Waiting for a boy on the third floor behind the closed window.

As for Dao Scar and the others, although they were tight-fisted, they were Xing Bandits after all, and felt somewhat uncomfortable in their hearts, so they quietly distanced themselves from the three of them.

Time passed little by little.

Just when You Pingwei's patience was almost exhausted, the window on the third floor was slowly opened.

Then, a teenager jumped directly from upstairs and fell into the courtyard.

"Sikong, you finally..."

The words stopped abruptly, You Pingwei looked at Sikong's appearance at this time, and was a little surprised.

I saw that Sikong's hair was messy, hanging down, and even stained with a lot of blood.

And Sikong's clothes were even more wrinkled, exuding a special, weird smell mixed with blood after fermented sweat.

However, Sikong didn't realize it at all, and asked completely subconsciously: "Did you bring something?"

After all, You Pingwei had seen strong winds and waves, and even hugged the dead body to sleep, so he didn't care much, but looked at the dignified and delicate Director Qian with some concern.

But Director Qian helped Lian forward, he didn't care, and said with a smile: "I think this is little brother Sikong, who is the heir to the traditional craftsmanship that Mr. Gongsun said. Hello, my name is Qianqian."

Seeing that Sikong turned a deaf ear to it, he maintained the posture of reaching out his hand, and kept muttering in his mouth: "The three processes of restoring No.70 should sink by one hundredth of a millimeter, and then..."

You Pingwei was a little embarrassed, and explained to Qianqian one after another: "This kid is like this. He doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. He dared to threaten our Diya Bureau a few days ago. Director Qian forgives me."

Qianqian chuckled, but didn't care, instead she said to You Pingwei, "Give him the Baizhu Lianzhu."

You Pingwei's heart skipped a beat, the situation was imminent, but he hesitated, seeing Sikong's nagging look, he became more and more suspicious.

"It's okay. It's better to have hope than nothing. After all, this little brother has been praised by Mr. Gongsun. Am I right, Mr. Gongsun?"

Qianqian saw the hesitation in You Pingwei's heart, but Xingmu looked at Gongsun Fu.

Gongsun Fu nodded and smiled, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

"it is good!"

You Pingwei closed his eyes, and handed the Baizhu connecting disk to Sikong as if resigned to his fate.

　Rolling all over the floor, why don't you push me...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)