Chapter 151 Stress Relief

Unlike ordinary noble ladies, Ye Funi doesn't like cute pets, precious jewelry, luxurious perfumes, and beautiful flowers. She likes guns, sharp bayonets, galloping horses, and large machines roaring in the factory, so Ye Funi can often be seen with oil all over her body, hammering with a wrench in the Krupp factory.

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

With the tip-off from Atali, Lin En, who knew her preferences, had been thinking about this question while shooting at the shooting range. Finally, looking at the bullet shells all over the ground, he finally knew what birthday gift he should give to his female boss.

"What is this?"

Yefni's beautiful eyes were very surprised, because this kind of thing has not yet appeared in this era.

Bullet shell crafts.

After being polished and cut, the exquisite brass bullet shells simply built the outline of a god of war cannon, and there are two small wooden wheels underneath. Although it looks relatively simple, the cannon model made of bullet shells as the whole material has a beauty that goes straight into the heart.

The neat, rough, and shiny metal showed a hint of majesty, as if it was a symbol of strength.

"Happy birthday, Ye Funi, this is a blessing from a friend."

The gift was small but the sentiment was great. Mr. Xiao didn't even have enough money to go to the stock market to make a fortune, so he could only take a different approach. Of course, this was also a decision made by him because he knew the female knight well enough and knew that she was not a person who valued material things. This bullet shell cannon model took Lin En two whole afternoons.

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

Ye Funi smiled happily and showed her pearly teeth. She couldn't put it down and played with this barrel recoil cannon model. Soon she realized something.

"So you said your hand was injured when you were shooting in the factory before, because of this." It seemed like some blame, and there was obvious emotion in the blue eyes of the female boss. She couldn't help but take two steps forward and took Lin En's hand. Under the bright moonlight, she looked at the slight scars on Lin En's hand. The ability of [Flower Maker] to accelerate self-healing could not completely cover up these scars in a short time.

"Hehe..." Lin En smiled awkwardly. It was normal for him to hurt his hands during the production process because his craftsmanship was not good.

"I will cherish this gift."

The female knight's eyes swept across Lin En's hands and fell on the red maple cufflinks on his shirt. She seemed to think of something and suddenly felt a little annoyed and regretful. She actually missed Lin En's birthday, but the taste of this set of cufflinks was still good.

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

"Miss Atali reminded me."

"Then what birthday gift did you prepare for her?" Good things come in pairs. Ye Funi certainly did not forget her best friend who had played with her since childhood.

Lin En was a little dumb and didn't quite understand what she was talking about. But soon from Ye Funi's mouth, he learned that the two had the same birthday, and he couldn't help but fall into silence. The girl in the wheelchair never mentioned herself from beginning to end. It was really a bit hard to describe.

Holding Lin En's hand here.

Ye Funi felt like she had discovered a new world. After the initial inspection, she couldn't help but pinch it, and then she couldn't help but keep pressing the elastic palm flesh. Lin En's hands have tight fascia, slender and graceful bones, and the feeling of pinching is a bit like a cat's paw ball, but even smoother and more delicate.

It's very stress-relieving and comfortable to pinch.

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

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

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The gathering point of the [Suppression Bureau] is actually a small open space with a dried-up fountain. This was originally a gang site, and these people who thought they were on the edge of a knife were very tactful and did not discuss the territory issue with a group of extraordinary people. Mr. Bill was very regretful and depressed.

As soon as Lin En and Ye Funi returned to the gathering point, they noticed that the atmosphere today was a little wrong.

Several team leaders were talking with gloomy faces.

The head of the Clock Tower branch was silently looking at a dead body.

The body was very fresh, with typical characteristics of people in the lower city, malnutrition, many patches on clothes, very poor fabrics, different degrees of corrosion and ulceration on both hands and feet, and obvious twisting of the hand joints. This is a characteristic of laundry workers who work for many years. The accumulated damage caused by poor-quality laundry detergent to the body is extremely creepy, a bit like lupus, and pus will flow.

The cause of death is very clear, he was shot.

When a person has five or six bullet holes in his body, the cause of death should not be anything else.

"What's going on?"

Lin En casually pulled a member of the Silver Mirror Society to ask.

"I caught the wrong person, I thought it was a rat, but it turned out to be a civilian..."

"No difference?"

"I heard from the tower that it was too similar, and it was dark at the time, and this person kept shouting, and the result was like this."

There was a problem in the law enforcement process. This kind of thing can be big or small in this era. After all, no matter how many untouchables in the lower city die, the masters will not feel sorry. But there is a saying that the dead are more useful than the living. Lin En remembered that the Lower Town had always been the territory where the church pastors preached. After all, suffering needed to be shared by faith.

Although the church also had members in the [Suppression Bureau], strictly speaking, it was relatively independent.

It was still quite a headache when this happened.

After all, the joint law enforcement was obstructed by the church from the beginning for disturbing the people. The captains were discussing how to solve the problem, and soon no one cared about the body of the female worker. Lin En looked at the eyes that were not closed, and couldn't help but squatted down and closed her eyes.

'I hope you won't be born in a place like the downtown area in your next life. '

Lin En couldn't help but sigh slightly, his face gloomy. The more he integrated into this world, the more sentimental he became. Seeing others die unnaturally like this, it's hard not to be frightened to regard them as the same kind.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the young man made a puzzled sound. Not sure if it was a fall or a scratch, he noticed an abnormal wound at the bottom of the female worker's eye socket. It should be quite fresh, but the angle was a bit tricky. Normally, a gunshot fall should not cause such a wound.

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

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

Lin En frowned, endured the slight discomfort in his mind, and fiddled with the thin gap with his fingernails. The still warm corpse conveyed a strong sense of nausea.

However, before Lin En could take a closer look, there was a quarrel over how to deal with the corpse, and he had to give up. Judging from the words of the captains, this joint law enforcement should be almost over. Lin En said hello to the others and walked towards home on the carpet woven by Yuehua.

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to ask Ye Funi what she wanted to do specifically."

What did she want him to help with specifically? It seems that he can only ask it when they meet next time. Now Lin En just wants to go home quickly.