The sin of wearing a crown

Unlike ordinary aristocratic ladies, Yevni does not like cute pets, expensive jewelry, luxurious perfumes, and delicate flowers. She likes guns, sharp bayonets, galloping horses, and the roaring large machines in the factory, so she can often be seen covered in oil and holding a wrench, banging in the Krupp factory.

What kind of gift should I give her on her birthday?

Thanks to Aitali's tips, Lin En, who knew her preferences, had been thinking about this issue while shooting at the shooting range. Finally, looking at the bullet casings on the ground, she finally knew what she should give her female boss for her birthday.

"This is?"

Yevni Meimu was very surprised, because this kind of thing has not yet come out in this era.

Bullet casing crafts.

After polishing and cutting the exquisite brass bullet shells, the outline of a God of War cannon was simply built, with two small wooden wheels underneath. Although it looks relatively simple, the artillery model made of bullet casings as a whole material has an aesthetic that is straight into people's hearts.

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

"Happy birthday to you, Evonne. This is a wish from a friend."

Courtesy is more important than affection. At present, the young gentleman doesn't even have enough money to make a fortune in the stock market, so he can only take the wrong approach. Of course, this was a decision made by him who knew the female knight well enough to know that she was not a materialistic person. This bullet case artillery model took Linn two full afternoons.

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

Yevni smiled happily, her teeth showing. She couldn't put it down and played with the barrel-type artillery model. She soon realized something.

"So that's why you said you injured your hand during target shooting in the factory." It seemed that she was a little blamed. There was obvious emotion in the blue eyes of the female boss. She couldn't help but stepped forward and took Lin En's hand. Looking at the minor scars on Lin En's hand under the bright moonlight, [Flower Maker]'s ability to accelerate self-healing cannot completely cover up these marks in a short period of time.

"Hehe..." Lin En smiled awkwardly. He was not good at his craftsmanship, so it was normal for his hands to be injured during the production process.

"I will cherish this gift."

The female knight's gaze passed over Lin En's hands and fell on the red maple cuffs of his shirt. She seemed to have thought of something, and she suddenly felt slightly annoyed and regretful. She actually missed Lin En's birthday, but this set of cuffs The taste is pretty good.

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

"Miss Atali reminded me."

"Then what's the birthday gift you prepared for her?" Good things come in pairs, and of course Ye Feni has not forgotten her best friend since she was a child.

Lin En was a little dumbfounded, not quite understanding what she was talking about. But soon he learned from Yevni that the two of them had the same birthday, and couldn't help but fall into silence. The girl in the wheelchair never mentioned herself from beginning to end, which is really hard to describe.

Here is holding Linn's hand.

Ye Fenni felt as if she had discovered a new world. After the initial inspection, she couldn't help but squeeze it, and then she couldn't help but keep pressing the elastic palm flesh. Lynn's hands have tight fascia and long and graceful bones. When pinched, they feel a bit like cat's claw balls, and they are even smoother and more delicate.

It relieves pressure and is very comfortable when pinched.

"No one, please let me squeeze more." As if she were a thief, the female knight glanced around with a guilty conscience, and then ordered Linn forcefully.

Mr. Lin En naturally responded with a smile to her rare daughterly attitude.

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The gathering point of the [Suppression Bureau] is actually a small open space and a dry fountain. This place was originally a gang site, but these people who thought they were licking blood were wise and did not discuss the territory issue with a group of extraordinary people. Mr. Bill was very regretful and melancholy.

As soon as Lin En and Yevni returned to the gathering point, they noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere today.

Several team leaders were talking with gloomy faces.

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

The corpse was very fresh, with typical characteristics of people from Xiacheng District. It was malnourished, its clothes were patchy, and the fabric was extremely poor. The hands and feet had varying degrees of corrosion and ulceration, and the hand joints were obviously twisted. This was caused by the long-term work of the washerwoman. Characteristics: The accumulated damage caused by inferior washing powder to the body is extremely permeable, a bit like lupus, and pus will flow out.

The cause of death was clear: he was shot.

When a person has five or six bullet holes in his body, the cause of death should be no other.

"How is this going?"

Lin En pulled over a member of the [Silver Mirror Society] and asked.

"I arrested the wrong person. I thought it was a rat but I didn't expect it to be a civilian..."

"No distinction?"

"I heard from the tower that it looked very similar, and it was completely dark at the time, and this person 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, even if the untouchables in the lower city die, no matter how many gentlemen die, they won't feel bad. But there is a saying that goes well: the dead are more useful than the living. Lin En remembered that Xiacheng District had always been a missionary territory for church pastors. After all, suffering required faith to share.

Although the church also has members within the [Suppression Bureau], strictly speaking it is relatively independent.

When I came out of this stall at this time, I still had a headache.

After all, the joint law enforcement was blocked by the church from the beginning because it was disturbing the people. The captains were discussing how to solve the problem, but soon no one cared about the body of the female worker. Lin En looked at those unblinking eyes and couldn't help but feel a little unbearable, so she squatted forward and closed her eyes.

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

Linn couldn't help but sigh slightly, his expression gloomy. The more he integrated into this world, the more sentimental he became. Seeing other people die unnaturally like this, it's scary to think of them as the same kind.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the young gentleman made a confused sound. He didn't know whether it was a fall or a scratch. He noticed an unusual wound at the bottom of the female worker's eye socket. It should be quite fresh, but the angle was a bit tricky. A normal fall would not cause such a wound. .

When a person falls, they will subconsciously support themselves, and there will be wounds in prominent places such as the palms, elbows, knees, and forehead.

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

Lin En frowned and endured the slight psychological discomfort as he fiddled with the thin gap with his fingernails, feeling a strong sense of nausea coming from the still warm body.

However, before Lin En could take a closer look, there was a quarrel and noise from the leader's side. The decision was already made about how to deal with the body, so he had no choice but to give up. Judging from the words of the captains, this joint law enforcement should have almost come to an end. Lin En and the others said hello and walked home on the carpet woven by Yuehua.

"Oops, I seem to have forgotten to ask Yevni what exactly she wants to do."

What specifically does she want herself to help? It seemed that he could only wait until the next time they met to ask. Now Linn just wanted to go home quickly.