Is the Evil God Me?

Unlike ordinary noble ladies, Yefne doesn't like cute pets, expensive jewelry, luxurious perfumes, and delicate flowers. She likes guns, sharp bayonets, galloping horses, and large machines roaring in the factory, so Yefni can often be seen beating with a wrench in the Krupp factory area covered in oil.

What's a good present for her birthday?

Under Atari's tip, Lynn, who had mastered her preferences, kept thinking about this issue when she was shooting at the shooting range, and finally, looking at the bullet casings all over the floor, she finally knew what birthday would be suitable for her to send her female boss.

"This is?"

Yefne Meimu was surprised, because such a thing has not yet come out in this era.

Bullet shell crafts.

After grinding and cutting the exquisite brass bullet casing, the outline of a God of War cannon is simply built, and there are two small wooden wheels below. Although it looks relatively simple, the artillery model made of bullet casings as a whole has a beauty that is straight to the heart.

The neat, rough, shiny metal shows a hint of might, like a symbol of strength.

"Happy birthday, Yefne, it's a blessing from a friend."

The courtesy is light and affectionate, and the little gentleman doesn't even have the spare money to go to the stock market to make a fortune, so he can only take the sword. Of course, this was also a decision made by him who knew the female knight well enough to know that she was not someone who attached great importance to material things. This model of the bullet case artillery cost Lynn two whole afternoons.

"Thank you, this is the happiest gift I've ever received."

Yefni smiled happily and showed her teeth. She couldn't put it down and played with the model of the retractable artillery. She quickly realized something.

"It turns out that you were shooting targets in the factory and said that your hand was injured because of this." It seemed to be a little bit of blame. There was obvious emotion in the blue eyes of the female boss. She couldn't help but took two steps forward and took Lin En's hand. Under the bright moonlight, he looked at the tiny scars on Lynn's hands. [Flower Maker]'s ability to speed up self-healing still couldn't completely cover up these scars in a short period of time.

"Hehe..." Lynn smiled awkwardly. It was normal for him to hurt his hand during the production process because he was not very skilled.

"I will cherish this gift well."

The female knight glanced over Lynn's hands and landed on the red maple cufflinks of his shirt. She seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly felt a little annoyed and regretted that she had missed Lynn's birthday, but this set of cufflinks The taste is alright.

"By the way, how did you know my birthday?"

"Miss Attari reminded me."

"Then what's the birthday present you prepared for her?" Good things come in pairs, of course Yefni didn't forget her best friend from childhood to adulthood.

Lynn was a little dumbfounded and didn't quite understand what she was talking about. But soon from Yefni's mouth, he learned that the two had the same birthday, and he couldn't help falling into silence. The girl in the wheelchair never mentioned herself from the beginning to the end, which is indeed a bit unsure of how to describe it.

Here's Lynn's hand.

Yefni felt like she was discovering a new world. After the initial inspection, she couldn't help pinching it, and then she couldn't help but keep pinching the elastic palm flesh. The fascia of Lynn's hands are tight and the bones are slender and beautiful. It feels a bit like a cat's paw ball when squeezed, and it is even more smooth and delicate.

It is very relaxing and comfortable to hold.

"No one, let me pinch more." Like a thief, the female knight glanced around with a guilty conscience, and then ordered Lynn forcefully.

Mr. Lynn naturally responded with a smile to her rare little daughter's attitude.

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The gathering point of the [Suppression Bureau] was actually a small open space with a depleted fountain. This was originally a gang's venue, and then these people who thought they were licking blood were very sensible and did not discuss the territorial issue with a group of Beyonders. Mr. Bill was very regretful and melancholy.

As soon as Lynn and Yefne got back to the gathering point, they noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere today.

Several team leaders were conversing with gloomy faces.

And the head of the [Timepiece Tower] branch was silently looking at a dead body.

The corpse is very fresh, typical of the people in the lower city, malnourished, the clothes are patchy, the fabric is extremely poor, the hands and feet are corroded and festered to varying degrees, and the joints of the hands are obviously twisted. The characteristic is that the accumulated damage caused by inferior washing powder to the body is extremely penetrating, a bit like lupus, and it will also shed pus.

The cause of death is clear, it was shot.

When a person is shot five or six times, the cause of death should be nothing else.

"How is this going?"

Lynn grabbed a member of the [Silver Mirror Club] and asked.

"I caught the wrong person, I thought it was a mouse but I didn't think it was a civilian..."

"No difference?"

"I heard from the tower that it was too similar, and it was dark at the time, and the man kept shouting, and that's what happened."

There is a problem in the process of law enforcement. This kind of thing can be big or small in this era. After all, the untouchables in Xiacheng District don’t feel bad about how many gentlemen die. But there is a saying that the dead are more useful than the living. Lynn remembers that Xiacheng has always been a mission site for church pastors. After all, suffering needs faith to be shared.

Although the church also has members in the [Repression Bureau]~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it is strictly independent.

At this time, when this file is out, it is still quite a headache.

After all, the joint law enforcement was obstructed by the church for disturbing the people from the very beginning. The captains were discussing how to solve it, and the body of the female worker soon disappeared. Lynn looked at the dead eyes and couldn't help it, so she stepped forward and squatted down to close her eyes.

‘I hope you won’t be born in a place like Xiacheng in your next life. ’

Lynn couldn't help sighing slightly, his expression gloomy, the more he integrated into this world, the more sentimental he became. Seeing someone else die unnaturally like this, and seeing them as their own kind, can't help but tremble.

"what?"

Suddenly, a suspicious voice came out of the little gentleman's mouth. I don't know if it was a fall or a scratch, but he noticed an unusual wound at the bottom of the female worker's eye socket. It should be quite fresh, but the angle is a bit tricky. A normal fall from a gun should not cause such a wound. .

When falling, people will subconsciously support, and there will be wounds in the protruding places such as palms, elbows, knees, and foreheads.

And places like the armpits and eye sockets are hard to get hurt.

Lynn frowned, and endured the slight inapplicability of his mind and fiddled with the thin gap with his fingernails. The corpse with Yu Wen conveyed a strong sense of disgust.

However, before Lin En could take a closer look, there was a quarrel on the team leader's side, and he had already given up on what to do with the corpse, so he had no choice but to give up. Judging from the words of the captains, this joint law enforcement should almost come to an end. Lynn and the others said hello and walked home on the carpet woven by Yuehua.

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to ask Yefne what she wants to do."

What exactly does she want to help herself? It looked like he'd have to wait until the next time we met, and Lynn just wanted to hurry home now.