Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 772 Living Machine
Another believer was sent to the guillotine for offending the king.

People gathered in the square to witness the Tidal Cultist being tied up on the execution platform. His mouth was gagged and he couldn't speak a complete sentence. In fact, no one knew what the cultist had committed. Fault, but they all know that the king has been in a bad mood recently, and more and more people have been sent to the guillotine, even the ministers in the palace are no exception.

Perhaps this has something to do with the "mechanical rain" that has frequently appeared recently.

This is the name they gave to this strange natural phenomenon. Since a few days ago, a large number of metal fragments have been falling from the sky from time to time, and many people have been injured.

The kingdom's garrison had to dispatch a special unit to deal with the parts scattered from the sky. They sent all the metal parts to a temporary storage area outside the capital. It is said that the collected parts piled up as high as a mountain. !

But what people don't know is that the Garrison enjoys the job.

Here, chips and mechanical parts are rare goods. Before the appearance of "Mechanical Rain", they could only rely on the believers who came back from the port city outside the island to bring back some.

When people in the capital were watching the execution in the square, the sheriff Makov eagerly found an expert who was invited from the Tidal Church and claimed to have worked as a mechanic outside. When he saw these parts on the first day At that time, there was a plan to make a fortune.

"Look, can you convert these into electronic devices?"

These people who have lived on the seabed all year round know nothing about advanced electronic equipment, and those new gadgets brought back from land can often sell for a lot of money.

Markov felt that if he could turn the parts in the storage area into electronic products and sell them, he might become the richest person in the country!

"This……"

After the Tide Cultist carefully studied these metal materials, he hesitated to speak.

"how?"

"The parts are weird, I've never seen this type of metal before."

Before coming to the Misty Islands, he was just an ordinary electrician in a port city, which was not a great job at all.

It is precisely because of his low salary and lack of passion in his daily life that he believed in the Lord of Tide and came here with the ship. What he did not expect was that the technological level of this kingdom was so backward that he Such an ordinary electrician will become an expert in the eyes of the believers.

"You mean no?"

Hearing this, Markov immediately became anxious, "Look again, I am counting on this, and I can share 4% of it with you after it is done."

"Don't trust him, he's lying to you. 』

Before the believer could speak, the mechanically synthesized sound that suddenly came to mind made him almost bounce off his chair in fright.

Markov asked strangely as if he didn't hear it, "What's wrong with you?"

『He is a liar. When things are done, he will kill you and blame you for misappropriating parts. You should know that the king will not let people who use their power for personal gain be spared. 』

……

"I'm asking you something!"

Markov raised his tone unhappily.

"Ah, oh, I was just thinking about the source of these parts. I think maybe only the coalition government can manufacture this type of chip."

"Coalition government? What the hell is that?"

"The coalition government is currently the most powerful country on land, and they control more than half of the world's resources."

"I'm not interested in the coalition government, you just need to tell me now if you can make them into electronic products? Alarm clocks, watches, TV sets, as long as you can sell them for a price, you can do anything!"

"……I'm afraid not."

"Okay, I see."

Markov was disappointed, he waved his hand towards the Tidal Cultist, "Go back, remember, you have never been here today."

"lie. 』

The Tide Cultist's heart has reached his throat. He has never encountered such a strange thing, and he can't figure out why these electronic parts can speak. Could it be that they were once dismantled from artificial intelligence?
He didn't want to be involved in such weird things, and he certainly didn't intend to report Sheriff Markov, he just wanted to go home now.

"You can't go back. 』

The voice was still chattering in his head, but when he turned around, he heard the faint sound of metal clanging.

At Markov's waist was a long sword, the weapon of the Sheriff of the Kingdom, which seemed to have been drawn from its scabbard now.

"You know what to do, don't hesitate before it's too late. 』

The voice behind him was getting closer and closer.

Under the urging of the voice, the believer followed his instinct. He suddenly bent down and picked up a metal rod, and swung it towards the back. He didn't know where his strength came from, or the metal rod cooperated actively. His actions, in short, when he came back to his senses, he found that Sheriff Markov had fallen to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Blood and white paste flowed from his mutilated head.

The Tidal Cultist screamed and sat down on the ground in fright.

Immediately after he realized that the voice hadn't lied to him, Markov drew his sword with the most obvious purpose.

but……

No one should believe that he was acting in self-defense.

What's more, Markov's people are outside. Once they find out what happened here, he will die.

Desperation enveloped the believer. He just sat in the corner of the warehouse with the murder weapon in his hand, letting the time go by. Cut off his head.

However, it was too quiet outside.

It was so quiet that not even the slightest footstep could be heard.

He remembered that Markov's subordinates were a group of noisy people, and their chatter and bragging could be clearly heard from a long distance away.

Then, something even weirder happened before his eyes.

Before he knew it, Markov's blood seemed to run out, and a large amount of unknown silver-gray liquid poured into the incomplete part of his head. The wound and the damaged skull were repaired in less than ten seconds, and then Markov took a sharp breath and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Wait a minute, no, it's a... misunderstanding..."

The believer's voice became smaller and smaller, and he didn't know how to explain his behavior to Markov for a while. He was still holding a metal rod stained with Markov's blood and brains. This is not a misunderstanding. clearly.

"You did a good job."

Markov suddenly spoke, and what came out of his throat was a cold mechanical synthesis sound, and his dull eyes regained their brilliance—the light blue brilliance.

"I can testify for you that you were acting in self-defense just now."

"You, what are you?"

The believer wanted to retreat, but found that his back had already been pressed into the pile of metal parts. Those sharp edges and corners actively avoided his body, but instead supported the believer's body in a relatively gentle way, so that he would not be in the Fell in panic.

"I believe in your abilities."

Markov bent down, stretched out his right hand to the believer, and pulled him up from the ground, "Making electronic products is not a difficult problem for you, you can find all the materials you need here, of course, We will also help you... In return, I hope you can help us promote these high-quality products, especially bring them into the palace."

At this moment, the believers looked through the windows and saw the soldiers stationed in the storage area.

Their appearance looks the same as usual, except for the strange blue light shining in their eyes.

……

"Did I read it right just now?"

Paladin, who was hiding in the dark, rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Although he knew that they should keep a low profile in this parts processing plant, the scene that happened before their eyes just now made him unable to remain silent any longer.

He added, "The sheriff got his head blown off and then came back to life?"

"He didn't resurrect, it was those machines that took control of his body."

"Emperor" explained.

A few hours ago, the diving equipment they were riding on also landed on the ground along with the "mechanical rain". He activated the invisible force field before the sheriff Markov led his men to arrive, and was brought back to this place all the way.

Not to mention Paladin, even he felt his scalp tingling after witnessing the scene just now.

The "life force" of these mechanical creations is much more tenacious than he imagined. These warehouses full of parts are still alive, and they have already made a plan to sneak into the palace with electronic products.

This made him think of the ubiquitous electronic devices in the coalition government. Could it be possible that the electronic products used by the citizens of the coalition government are also disguised by these living machines?
Also in doubt was Song Lan who witnessed the murder scene through Diego's eyes.

He had to get up from the bed temporarily. He vigilantly checked all the electronic products in Lu Xiang's apartment, and finally his eyes stayed on the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Undoubtedly, the alarm clock that disturbed his lucid dreams every day was the most suspicious object.

He stared at the alarm clock for nearly a minute, and finally the alarm clock could no longer withstand Song Lan's tortured eyes, and made a mechanically synthesized voice, "Teacher, please rest assured, those mechanical creations have not sneaked into your body." at home."

"Obviously you've sneaked in."

Song Lan's eyes were full of suspicion, but considering that the voice should be "King", he didn't smash the alarm clock with one punch.

In fact, he has long wanted to do so.

The only thing that hinders him is that this alarm clock is a gift that Lu Xiang bought for him.

"You are right, I almost ignored this question."

After thinking for a while, the "King" corrected his statement, "Teacher, please rest assured that I am the only one who has sneaked into your home."

"Why are you hiding in the alarm clock? What are your intentions? Please shorten your answer to less than 20 words."

"study."

However, the "King"'s answer was much more concise than Song Lan's request.

(End of this chapter)