On the Feasibility of Chefs Saving the World

It was snowing again when Qinghuai came back from the furniture city, and there was a layer of catkins floating in the sky, and the white fluff fell on the top of his hair, looking from a distance like black silk embroidered with frost flowers.Yokohama is adjacent to the Pacific Ocean, so it is humid and warm. Snow is not easy to accumulate in winter, and there are many sunny days.However, Qinghuai was unlucky enough to meet these two falling snowfalls. She was shivering from the cold, and her whole body was wrapped like a ball.

His arms were full of shopping bags, he managed to free a hand, lowered his head and bit off the warm leather gloves, and took out a new mobile phone that kept vibrating from his pocket——

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It's spam.Now the information security situation is indeed worrying, and the advertisement came just after buying the furniture.Qing Huai stuffed the phone into the coat pocket again, and hurried away with the shopping bag in her arms.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

On the first floor of the office building, the 200-square-meter floor is surrounded by thick walls poured with concrete. There is not even a ventilation window. The floor is dark. Only near the elevator entrance, you can see the fluorescent lights of the floor flickering on the screen.

数字不断下降，4、3、2、1……B1。

- Ding dong.

The crisp sound effect broke the silence, and the elevator door opened slowly.The cold incandescent light suddenly broke through the darkness of the negative floor, dividing a bright rectangle on the ground.

Two figures came out, and the black-haired young man dexterously turned a black magnetic card in his hand. The magnetic card was printed with embossed 3D rose flowers. This was the only "key" to enter B1 of the office building.

"Wow, is this the downstairs of the detective agency? It turned out to be like this."

He was just about to take a step, but a shivering chill permeated his whole body in an instant, making him stop before he could reason.

The elevator doors closed slowly behind him, and the light was completely eaten away by the darkness, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

"What's that?" A curious look appeared on the young man's face.

"As expected..." Another figure chuckled twice, it was a middle-aged man, his voice was indistinct, he took out a black metal button from the wide-sleeved robe, and pressed it lightly.

A basic security command was issued through a button, and in the darkness, thousands of precision gears and parts quietly returned to their original sleeping appearance.

"Crack—" The lights flickered on.

"Here it is, hidden on the first floor of the ordinary street," the silver-haired middle-aged man withdrew the button, his dark eyes filled with unprecedented solemnity, "the secret weapon arsenal of the detective agency."

There are more than 20 iron frames with a height of three meters on the 9-square-meter floor. From the outside to the inside, cold weapons and hot weapons are arranged in sequence, from the US M[-] army stab to fragmentation grenades, from the Japanese Nodachi to AWM sniper/strike/gun ... There are all kinds of prohibited weapons, and the black muzzle of the gun is cold under the light.The value that is only within sight has reached hundreds of millions of dollars, as if it has robbed the Japanese government's arsenal.

But the most important thing is not this... The young man pursed his lips as he looked at the densely-packed wall of mechanisms, his iris-colored eyes instantly filled with strange expectations——

"If I stepped out just now, wouldn't I be shot by the shrapnel from this wall!" He suddenly became excited, "Would it be like a weak rag doll being hit by bullets? The feeling of metal bullets passing through the body Although it hurts, I can hear the wonderful sound of 'puchipuchi'!"

"Choose the weapon you want and go to work." The middle-aged man ignored the young man's often nervous state, turned around and pressed the elevator, and reminded while waiting for the elevator, "The bullet on the wall contains 0.1 gram of enriched uranium 235, after impact explosion, contains the power equivalent to a ton of TNT."

The young man turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man without blinking, and made a calculation in his mind. If someone broke into this place without realizing the danger, then the bullets that were ready to be fired on this wall would be destroyed once they came out. If the chamber is opened, the entire commercial street will be razed to the ground in an instant.

"It's just a necessary means in war." The dark eyes reflected the number that kept falling, "At that time, this is the method with the least casualties... But don't worry, if there is no 'key', even a fly here will die." Can't fly in."

The elevator has arrived.

The young man rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bandaged hand bone.He looked at the dazzling array of guns and ammunition, humming a song, and his eyes were as gentle as if he was facing his lover.

"If you want to save the world, what should you pick?"

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