Zhou Jinru was holding the handle of the gun. Like Amiya, he was unable to pull the trigger, and the message pop-up window that refreshed followed the gun.
He had only seen similar scenes when he was elite, and now it appeared on this gun. He guessed whether the pop-up window only appeared when encountering special items.
The word "message" is very interesting. He was thinking about whether the message one and message two he unlocked when becoming elite corresponded to his personal files in the game, but now a gun with a message like this appeared in front of him. Could it be that someone has been guiding him behind his back?
In the story Lawrence told, regardless of whether it is true or not, he mentioned that the original owner of the gun was a woman who was rescued by his grandfather. Judging from the time, it has been forty or fifty years now. If that The woman is still alive and is conservatively estimated to be in her seventies.
and……
Zhou Jinru carefully observed the pistol in front of him. It was a revolver with very obvious characteristics. It had a magazine capacity of six rounds and was very well maintained. What kind of pistol could remain the same as when it left the factory after forty or fifty years?
It seems that if you want to know more information, you can only click and leave a message.
His finger moved forward slightly, and the relevant data about this pistol was instantly refreshed:
Colt Python.
Firearms: Double-action revolver.
Quality: Excellent.
Place of Manufacture: Colt Defense Corporation, United States of America.
Related accessories: Optical sight (not mounted).
Special status: never wears out, unlimited ammunition.
Never wear out: always maintain the best condition, nothing can damage it, not even time.
Unlimited ammunition: When the magazine is empty, an ordinary .44 Magnum bullet will be automatically generated every ten minutes. When the magazine is saturated, this state will automatically expire.
Note that you cannot disassemble automatically generated ammo.
Evaluation: Its owner wasted two precious upgrade entries and only upgraded this ordinary firearm that can be found in any dimension where the allies won by one level. This is a serious waste and must be criticized!
Zhou Jinru was dumbfounded when he saw it. He did not expect such a result. This gun is completely different from the painting style of Arkworld Tomorrow...
However, he still couldn't use the gun because there were several lines of small text below the message.
Rental Agreement: Its owner is willing to rent this pistol to you, and the fee will be paid when you next meet. After agreeing to this agreement, you will have the right to use it.
This lease has been recorded in the imperial database and will be protected by imperial laws after it takes effect.
"I have left you a lot of useful things, provided you can find them. I look forward to the moment we meet, and I will not give up."
This is the last sentence, unsigned.
Zhou Jinru frowned, he could agree to the agreement now, so that he would have an extremely powerful large-caliber pistol, and he had heard of Colt's name.
However, the large amount of information contained in the message was difficult to accept for a while. Zhou Jinru had no clue about everything that was complicated and confusing. He hated this feeling of powerlessness being trapped in a whirlpool.
"Agree to the agreement."
The Colt revolver in his hand felt like a blood connection. He stuffed the gun into his clothes and let out a long breath: "I went out to buy some ingredients. There is not enough in the kitchen."
It was obvious that he was worried. Amiya decisively did not ask what happened just now. When the doctor held the pistol, his expression changed several times without any concealment, which was really worrying.
"I go with you."
Breeze volunteered, but was rejected by Zhou Jinru: "You are a patient, so you are not suitable. Amiya has been tired for a day, so just take a good rest here. I will come back after I buy something. It won't take too long."
Putting his hands in his pockets, Zhou Jinru walked straight out of the Glasgow Gang's station. Like those hurried pedestrians on the road, he just walked and didn't care about anything.
The shelves in shopping malls are much empty. In the past, those places were filled with alcoholic beverages of various qualities. With the Prohibition Act approaching, this city accustomed to reveling in wealth and luxury showed a rare panic. Drunkards were hoarding alcohol and brewing private drinks. Underground liquor workshops have also begun to operate quietly, and major gangs have occupied various secret trading areas. The so-called dream land of freedom and justice has actually become tainted with the color of a lawless place.
"So what made you want to promote Prohibition?"
Zhou Jinru pushed the shopping cart and loaded it with all kinds of food, including meat, vegetables, fruits, snacks, and many daily necessities, enough for two people to survive for a long time.
When checking out, as soon as he took out his wallet, a tall man in black formal clothes standing next to the cashier took out a magnetic card: "Swipe mine."
"We know each other?"
Zhou Jinru asked rhetorically.
This is the second time he has asked the same question today.
"My master is acquainted with you, and he would like to treat you to a cup of tea. I hope you will appreciate it."
Zhou Jinru refused the man's payment, insisted on swiping his card, and pushed a cart of goods out: "I have a cart of stuff, it's not convenient now."
"It doesn't matter. I will arrange for someone to take the goods back to the Glasgow Gang's location for you. You just need to follow me."
"What if I say no?"
The man was not angry, and smiled gently: "My master said that you are a talkative and humorous gentleman at the card table. You two have many topics in common, so you will not refuse the invitation of an old friend, especially during the time." When there is not much left.”
Old friend?
I'm afraid I only met him once at the card table.
Zhou Jinru stopped and patted the armrest of the shopping cart: "Just send it back intact. Let's go. I'm in a hurry and I have to cook for my queen at night."
"I understand, please come this way."
The people who can appear at Mayor Thomas's private party are either rich or noble. Ordinary people can't get in at all. And on that card table, it is actually a group of people sitting together and chatting casually. As for the one who has always been vacant The position, to put it bluntly, was reserved for Zhou Jinru.
The reason is also very simple. He was alone in St. Martin. After Vina was led away by Mrs. Monica, there were only two choices left for him. One was to go to the bathroom and come back, and the other was to sit at the card table and play two games. Have a chat and then go find Vina.
In fact, there is only one option...
Zhou Jinru could only choose to take advantage of the trap. The gentlemen of St. Martin's cautiously gave him enough face and gave him a complete victory. Although the 24,000 Gantry coins were burned in the subsequent car explosion, the friendship was enough. .
At this time, the friends at the poker table could no longer tolerate his refusal, especially under the current tense situation.
He should go and meet this "generous old friend."
