Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 28: The New Mount and the Hero

After half a day.

Rorschach, who had visited most of the gun shops in Chinatown, chose to give up for the time being.

According to what Rorschach knew, he followed the law-abiding route.

Unless you go abroad, go to Mexico or the Middle East.

Or set up a company to win the favor of arms dealers through high-value commercial contracts.

Otherwise, it is impossible to open a channel.

Quick access to a large number of firearms.

In other words, except for robbing the warehouse of the arms dealer.

Rorschach is the only way to obtain a large number of firearms from the mainland.

Just through gangs.

After all, snakes have snake ways, and rats have rat ways.

Each gang has one or several gun smuggling routes.

So, the whole thing came back to square one again.

However... it cannot be said that there is no progress.

Rorschach has not gained nothing along the way.

After spending five hundred yuan, I matched the plasma pistol with a suitable holster.

Rorschach successfully obtained a phone number related to private gun dealers from a gun shop owner.

And according to the gossip from the gun shop owner.

The other party has no gang background.

However, small businesses with less than one hundred guns should not disturb the other party, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings among gun dealers.

It was thought to be a police officer fishing.

Rorschach was dubious about this.

However, he did not refuse the gun shop owner's kindness.

Select Note down the phone number.

This can be regarded as finding a non-gang smuggling channel.

As for the authenticity, it is up to Rorschach to judge by himself.

At this time, Luo Xia, who was walking on the street, planned to go home first.

A lot of things are still waiting for him to deal with.

The decoration work of the restaurant requires him to go and see it, and give his aunt suggestions for rectification.

The make-up exam from Midtown High School is also waiting for his luck...

Ah, my bicycle!
Rorschach, whose thoughts were turning, suddenly stopped.

He patted his forehead in frustration.

Perhaps it was his muscular physique and reckless behavior.

In an instant, passers-by around hid a few meters away.

He bypassed the startled Rorschach.

Rorschach, who stood still, took a deep breath.

He walked forward without squinting.

As long as he is not embarrassed, then the one who is embarrassed is someone else...

As for bicycles, according to the current security situation in New York.

Parked off campus for more than a day, absolutely lost.

Rorschach had no choice but to accept the reality.

After walking a block.

Rorschach's gaze inadvertently fell on the motorcycle row next to the street.

After hesitating for a moment, Rorschach decided to switch from shot to shot.

He stepped into the car dealership, before he had time to check the merchandise.

A black-haired white man in a suit hurried up.

"Hello, sir, what kind of vehicle do you need to buy? Do you have a favorite model?"

The white salesman had a bright smile on his face and asked very enthusiastically.

Facing the inquiry, Rorschach shook his head and said politely:
"I don't know much about motorcycles, and the only requirement is range."

After listening to Rorschach's words.

The white salesman immediately became more enthusiastic.

He raised his hand as a signal, and led Rorschach to a booth.

Pointing to a slowly rotating luxury motorcycle above.

"The luxury brand is handcrafted by senior masters. On the tough guy-style body, every metal part is hand-assembled... The basic model only sells for [-]!"

"Uh... the second request, the price is cheaper."

As a pragmatist, Rorschach couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

He's not an avid motorcycle enthusiast.

Any motorcycle is just a crime for him... a means of transportation.

Moreover, the world of the rich is still too far away from the millionaire Mr. Rorschach.

In the future, I will have the opportunity to collect Stark's wool...

"Ah, it doesn't matter. Let's take a look at this one. This is the latest spring product... The same color as Iron Man is a trend that young people are chasing. The price is [-]. Credit card installments are welcome, and you can get a discount of up to [-]%!"

It's a pity that in the face of white people's desperately advocating rhetoric.

Rorschach couldn't help but took a deep breath.

He regretted entering the shop very much now.

It seems to be to end this torture as soon as possible.

Rorschach squinted his eyes and quickly glanced at the various motorcycles placed around him.

Immediately afterwards, he resolutely pointed to a vehicle that fit the temperament of a tough guy.

"That's it! What's the price?"

"that……"

For a moment, the smile on the white salesman's face seemed to froze.

Still, he showed absolute professionalism.

"It's a scooter for ladies and men of your build... aka the little sheep..."

"The price is only five thousand."

"However, it doesn't meet your first requirement anyway..."

There was a trace of helplessness in the eyes of the white salesman, and he forced a smile.

However, Rorschach smiled slightly:
"It's okay, it's cheap... Let's buy two first, and wait until you run out!"

"Use...after you finish using it?"

White sales seemed unable to understand the gibberish coming out of Rorschach's mouth.

However, it is a good thing for sales to be able to successfully sell items.

After Rorschach took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

White sales will no longer complain.

After all, the customer is God.
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Hell's Kitchen, Baby Emporium.

A large number of forensics personnel affiliated with the FBI.

Wear white protective clothing to go back and forth in and out of the shopping mall lobby.

They tried to continue to extract redundant physical evidence from the ruins all over the floor.

Overgrown parking lot.

A white police car parked among many black vehicles stands out.

Police Captain George Stacey was in the driver's seat.

Holding a cup of coffee in his hand, he flipped through the documents spread out on the steering wheel.

Serving as a facilitator of communication between the police and the Bureau of Investigation.

George obtained the basic authority to know the facts of the case.

Twenty hours after the incident.

Even if the genetic test has not been completed, through the records in the dentistry.

The Bureau of Investigation also found out the real identities of all the deceased.

The "sportswear gangster" of the Slavs.

Except for the disappearance of the leader Fatty Bobby, the rest of the dead are basically the backbone of the gang.

If nothing unexpected happens.

Tracksuit gangsters have become NYPD history.

George took a sip of his coffee and flipped through the documents subconsciously.

Then, he frowned instantly.

His palms trembled, and even the coffee in the cup almost spilled on his body.

Even George has seen the bodies of those children with his own eyes.

But again from the photo profile.

George still couldn't bear it.

As a father, he couldn't even imagine it.

If the same thing happened to his precious daughter.

Can he still uphold the belief in justice brought by the law...

It may be difficult to obtain evidence at the scene of the crime.

However, the case is actually simple and easy to understand.

Even if it is a newcomer who has just joined the job.

It is also easy to discover the hidden secrets.

revenge.

Bloody revenge.

Bloody vengeance for dead children.

A "vigilante" who has been fighting crime for many years finally crossed that blurred line because of unbearable pain and anger?

George frowned.

Staring at a photo of the wreckage of a stick-shaped weapon in the file, he was in a daze.

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