Starting from the pirates, the brain hole exploded
Chapter 099 Tourt’s Mysterious Treasure [Part [-]]
"How's it going? Do you see any clues?"
About 5 minutes later, seeing Old Luke's fingers moving slightly, as if turning the page, the man with brown hair asked. .
"Although the annotation next to it is written in ancient Hebrew, the design drawing is there after all. If you can't figure out what it is, the Must family will not hand over the weapons research institute to me."
Old Luke replied calmly. He put down the copper piece in his hand, slowly raised his head, and said calmly:
"These are all mechanical parts related to phone bugs, right? It seems like this kind of thing has never appeared before. Where did you get this?"
"Old man, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
The brown-haired man's eyes flashed with a trace of ferocity, but he quickly suppressed it and sneered: "Not bad, you can see the purpose of the design without the translation. It seems that I really don't have it." Wrong person."
"Then what do you want me to do?" Old Luke ignored his threat and continued to ask.
"This is a translation of annotations. I took a lot of trouble to get it from a historian." The man with brown hair threw another piece over, licked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "As for What you want to do is very simple. Follow the annotations on this side and repair all the incomplete designs on the copper sheet. It would be even better if you could make a few samples tonight and show them to me."
"Samples are impossible. Most of my tools are in the weapons research institute." Old Luke shook his head, "But if we repair these design drawings, there should be no problem."
"Okay." The tawny-haired man took out his phone and looked at the time on the screen. "It's six-twenty now. I have to leave before nine o'clock. If you can't finish it by then, you should know the consequences. What."
Old Luke nodded.
………………
As time passed by, the living room became increasingly quiet, except for the rustle of pencil drawing.
The man with brown hair was leaning on the sofa boredly, drinking cup after cup of coffee.
Old Luke, who was sitting opposite the coffee table, was hunched over his desk and concentrating on his work. Pictures of repaired mechanical structures flowed out from his pen, and a thick stack of manuscripts was piled next to the metal copper sheets.
"Graphics card, motherboard, memory stick, hard drive, mouse..."
Every time a structural diagram was completed, Old Luke would compare the ancient Hebrew in the translation notes and write the names of the mechanical parts next to the corresponding structural diagram.
What a strange name... Old Luke thought to himself.
I don’t know how long it took, but all the design drafts of the metal copper pieces were finally repaired. Old Luke took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his temples, and let out a long breath.
It must be said that this is a quite complex and huge project.
The mechanical parts in these design drafts are astonishingly precise, and are unmatched by many advanced technologies in the world. Even the old Luke, who has decades of experience as a machinist, is already deeply aware of this. I am deeply impressed by these structural diagrams.
"What, has it been repaired?"
Noticing Old Luke's movement to stop writing, the brown-haired man was slightly surprised, "It's only 08:30. Are you sure there's nothing missing?"
Old Luke shook his head slightly, reached out and pushed the pile of manuscripts over.
"Okay, let me take a look first."
The brown-haired man took the manuscript and turned it over slowly. After about ten minutes, he closed it with a satisfied look on his face, then took the copper pieces from the table and began to organize them.
"Young man, aren't you worried about what I might do inside?" Old Luke asked suspiciously when he saw that he was about to get up and leave.
"Why worry?"
The brown-haired man glanced at him, then continued to pack the things he had brought indifferently, and said calmly: "Maybe there is something you need to clarify. I am also an engineer. Although my attainments are far less than yours, but for There are no problems with the restoration of your restored manuscript and the original image.”
Old Luke said nothing.
"Okay, I've finished telling you what needs to be said." After sorting out all the information, the brown-haired man yawned, stood up lazily, then lifted his clothes and took out the bag hanging around his waist. pistol, "It's time for me to leave and say good night to you."
"..."
Luke frowned slightly as he looked at the muzzle of the gun that was gradually raised. He sat on the sofa without moving and spoke in a hoarse old voice: "Young man, you said that as long as you can meet your needs, you will let me go." Horse's."
"Unfortunately, I regret it. I told you just now that I am an engineer, so I might as well reveal it again now..."
The brown-haired man unmoved pointed the muzzle of the gun at Old Luke's eyebrows, slowly put his finger on the trigger, and raised a trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth, "Before I came into contact with engineering, I was from Beihai The big pirate with a bounty of 3000 million Baileys, 'Ghost Sword' Turt!"
boom!
The gunshot rang out suddenly, and looking at Old Luke's helpless retreat, Kurt's eyes were full of cruelty, and he burst into laughter.
however……
The next moment, his smile froze on his face.
But seeing that the bullet left the barrel of the gun at high speed and shot into the middle of Old Luke's eyebrows, there was no blood and brain flying as expected. Instead, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. More than average.
At this time, the body of old Luke, who was originally weak and hunched, gradually turned into a dark black color, and on the surface, there was still a thick and rich graphite-colored liquid, gushing out like mud, spreading and dripping in all directions.
"You...you guy..."
Seeing the sudden scene in front of him, Kurt's face was full of disbelief. He subconsciously took several steps back, and a chill spread in his heart.
What kind of thing did he provoke?
It turns out that the previous show of weakness and compromise were all disguised. This old guy is really a monster!
He fired several more shots frantically, but the bullets fired were still like rocks and there was no echo. Then fear finally defeated his courage. Without hesitation, Tourt turned around and rushed to the door, opened it and stumbled out.
But it seemed to be in vain. The next moment, the thick black liquid quickly chased him and quickly wrapped it around his legs. Kurt struggled desperately, but he could only watch his own body. The line of sight became smaller and smaller, until finally the entire face was completely swallowed up.
"You said...it would be great if you just left..."
Light footsteps sounded, and Luke's old, wrinkled face was revealed by the door. He looked at the lifeless Kurt who collapsed on the ground, and sighed sadly with pity: "What a shame. A young man who makes people worry-free.”
After dragging the body into the house, Old Luke closed the door, bent down and groped in his arms, and quickly found the restoration manuscript and the metal copper sheet that had just been taken in.
In addition, there were some miscellaneous knick-knacks. Old Luke was just about to throw them all into the trash can when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a folded piece of paper.
After unfolding it, a chart suddenly came into view. There were many marks on it, which seemed to have been left by Tourt. At the bottom, there were several paragraphs of rather sloppy handwriting.
"This is……"
After reading it roughly, Old Luke couldn't help but have a gleam of shock in his eyes. He returned to the sofa and paced for a long time with a gloomy face. Finally, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He took out his phone and dialed a number he hadn't contacted for a long time. Passed numbers:
"Hello, is this Ms. Alice?"
The moment the phone was connected, Old Luke took a deep breath and said hurriedly: "Transfer the call to Chief Must immediately. I have urgent matters to discuss with him!"
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About 5 minutes later, seeing Old Luke's fingers moving slightly, as if turning the page, the man with brown hair asked. .
"Although the annotation next to it is written in ancient Hebrew, the design drawing is there after all. If you can't figure out what it is, the Must family will not hand over the weapons research institute to me."
Old Luke replied calmly. He put down the copper piece in his hand, slowly raised his head, and said calmly:
"These are all mechanical parts related to phone bugs, right? It seems like this kind of thing has never appeared before. Where did you get this?"
"Old man, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
The brown-haired man's eyes flashed with a trace of ferocity, but he quickly suppressed it and sneered: "Not bad, you can see the purpose of the design without the translation. It seems that I really don't have it." Wrong person."
"Then what do you want me to do?" Old Luke ignored his threat and continued to ask.
"This is a translation of annotations. I took a lot of trouble to get it from a historian." The man with brown hair threw another piece over, licked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "As for What you want to do is very simple. Follow the annotations on this side and repair all the incomplete designs on the copper sheet. It would be even better if you could make a few samples tonight and show them to me."
"Samples are impossible. Most of my tools are in the weapons research institute." Old Luke shook his head, "But if we repair these design drawings, there should be no problem."
"Okay." The tawny-haired man took out his phone and looked at the time on the screen. "It's six-twenty now. I have to leave before nine o'clock. If you can't finish it by then, you should know the consequences. What."
Old Luke nodded.
………………
As time passed by, the living room became increasingly quiet, except for the rustle of pencil drawing.
The man with brown hair was leaning on the sofa boredly, drinking cup after cup of coffee.
Old Luke, who was sitting opposite the coffee table, was hunched over his desk and concentrating on his work. Pictures of repaired mechanical structures flowed out from his pen, and a thick stack of manuscripts was piled next to the metal copper sheets.
"Graphics card, motherboard, memory stick, hard drive, mouse..."
Every time a structural diagram was completed, Old Luke would compare the ancient Hebrew in the translation notes and write the names of the mechanical parts next to the corresponding structural diagram.
What a strange name... Old Luke thought to himself.
I don’t know how long it took, but all the design drafts of the metal copper pieces were finally repaired. Old Luke took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his temples, and let out a long breath.
It must be said that this is a quite complex and huge project.
The mechanical parts in these design drafts are astonishingly precise, and are unmatched by many advanced technologies in the world. Even the old Luke, who has decades of experience as a machinist, is already deeply aware of this. I am deeply impressed by these structural diagrams.
"What, has it been repaired?"
Noticing Old Luke's movement to stop writing, the brown-haired man was slightly surprised, "It's only 08:30. Are you sure there's nothing missing?"
Old Luke shook his head slightly, reached out and pushed the pile of manuscripts over.
"Okay, let me take a look first."
The brown-haired man took the manuscript and turned it over slowly. After about ten minutes, he closed it with a satisfied look on his face, then took the copper pieces from the table and began to organize them.
"Young man, aren't you worried about what I might do inside?" Old Luke asked suspiciously when he saw that he was about to get up and leave.
"Why worry?"
The brown-haired man glanced at him, then continued to pack the things he had brought indifferently, and said calmly: "Maybe there is something you need to clarify. I am also an engineer. Although my attainments are far less than yours, but for There are no problems with the restoration of your restored manuscript and the original image.”
Old Luke said nothing.
"Okay, I've finished telling you what needs to be said." After sorting out all the information, the brown-haired man yawned, stood up lazily, then lifted his clothes and took out the bag hanging around his waist. pistol, "It's time for me to leave and say good night to you."
"..."
Luke frowned slightly as he looked at the muzzle of the gun that was gradually raised. He sat on the sofa without moving and spoke in a hoarse old voice: "Young man, you said that as long as you can meet your needs, you will let me go." Horse's."
"Unfortunately, I regret it. I told you just now that I am an engineer, so I might as well reveal it again now..."
The brown-haired man unmoved pointed the muzzle of the gun at Old Luke's eyebrows, slowly put his finger on the trigger, and raised a trace of mockery at the corner of his mouth, "Before I came into contact with engineering, I was from Beihai The big pirate with a bounty of 3000 million Baileys, 'Ghost Sword' Turt!"
boom!
The gunshot rang out suddenly, and looking at Old Luke's helpless retreat, Kurt's eyes were full of cruelty, and he burst into laughter.
however……
The next moment, his smile froze on his face.
But seeing that the bullet left the barrel of the gun at high speed and shot into the middle of Old Luke's eyebrows, there was no blood and brain flying as expected. Instead, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. More than average.
At this time, the body of old Luke, who was originally weak and hunched, gradually turned into a dark black color, and on the surface, there was still a thick and rich graphite-colored liquid, gushing out like mud, spreading and dripping in all directions.
"You...you guy..."
Seeing the sudden scene in front of him, Kurt's face was full of disbelief. He subconsciously took several steps back, and a chill spread in his heart.
What kind of thing did he provoke?
It turns out that the previous show of weakness and compromise were all disguised. This old guy is really a monster!
He fired several more shots frantically, but the bullets fired were still like rocks and there was no echo. Then fear finally defeated his courage. Without hesitation, Tourt turned around and rushed to the door, opened it and stumbled out.
But it seemed to be in vain. The next moment, the thick black liquid quickly chased him and quickly wrapped it around his legs. Kurt struggled desperately, but he could only watch his own body. The line of sight became smaller and smaller, until finally the entire face was completely swallowed up.
"You said...it would be great if you just left..."
Light footsteps sounded, and Luke's old, wrinkled face was revealed by the door. He looked at the lifeless Kurt who collapsed on the ground, and sighed sadly with pity: "What a shame. A young man who makes people worry-free.”
After dragging the body into the house, Old Luke closed the door, bent down and groped in his arms, and quickly found the restoration manuscript and the metal copper sheet that had just been taken in.
In addition, there were some miscellaneous knick-knacks. Old Luke was just about to throw them all into the trash can when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted a folded piece of paper.
After unfolding it, a chart suddenly came into view. There were many marks on it, which seemed to have been left by Tourt. At the bottom, there were several paragraphs of rather sloppy handwriting.
"This is……"
After reading it roughly, Old Luke couldn't help but have a gleam of shock in his eyes. He returned to the sofa and paced for a long time with a gloomy face. Finally, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He took out his phone and dialed a number he hadn't contacted for a long time. Passed numbers:
"Hello, is this Ms. Alice?"
The moment the phone was connected, Old Luke took a deep breath and said hurriedly: "Transfer the call to Chief Must immediately. I have urgent matters to discuss with him!"
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