I have special communication skills

Chapter 209
It was midnight again when I came out of the police station, but tomorrow is Saturday, so I just need to go to the laboratory in the afternoon to finish finishing the robot, finish writing the thesis, and it will be easy after the exam on Monday.

She hooked Jing Chu's arm and chattered non-stop: "After the end of May, almost all the exams are over, and then it will be a holiday. I want to choose a few classes for the holidays, but I also have time to play, okay?" it is good?"

"Okay, I'll take you out when I'm free on the weekend, where do you want to go?"

"I didn't think about it." Yang Mianmian was very much looking forward to the trip during her first vacation in the United States.

The two were talking, but Jing Chu suddenly stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at a few punks who were swaying from the front.

Yang Mianmian turned her head to look, okay, three punks surrounded her at some point, a total of five people surrounded her.

"Oh." She curled her lips, not surprised that she was finally robbed.In this country, her system has led to a greatly increased probability of these things happening.

Jing Chu looked at them coldly: "What's your business?"

"Seeing how happy you are talking, how about..." He wanted to put his hand on Yang Mianmian's shoulder, but just as his hand touched her shoulder, he trembled all over, and looked down at Yang Mianmian in disbelief .

As a person who has been troubled by accidents all year round and always meets abnormal people, Yang Mianmian said that although she can't use a gun, she always carries a stun gun with her, wherever she goes!
At the same time, as a person who has dealt with so many villains, Yang Mianmian even said that villains always die because of talking too much, so don't be verbose, just kill them directly!

Therefore, at the same time as he spoke, she had already pulled out the stun gun in her backpack, and did it directly without any hesitation. In this way, there was only another tall and burly gangster left in front of her, with a gun on her arm. With tattoos, they are different from the green dragon, right and white tiger in China. Their tattoos are very curious, with bats, human heads, letters, and crosses.

He swung his fist and wanted to hit Yang Mianmian on the head, but she dodged it with a short body. Taking advantage of this gap, she stabbed the stun gun in his waist, and successfully knocked down the second one.

Yang Xiaoyang said: "Your agility is enough, stamina is scum, speed is scum, defense is scum, attack is scum, healing is scum, only intelligence is superior."

"Lucky?"

"Well, since ancient times, the spearman is lucky..."

In contrast, Jing Chu's strength is indeed very trustworthy. His hard training in the army was not in vain, and his years of experience in arresting criminals gave him sufficient practical experience. Fighting punks are still very relaxed.

After knocking people to the ground, he still frowned and said, "Law and order is really messed up."

"Oh hehehe." But Yang Mianmian thought of something, she took out a syringe from her bag, squatted down and gave the man who was howling on the ground a shot, the man's expression immediately became dazed, and he blinked blankly.

Jing Chu was startled: "What is this?"

"It's not drugs, don't be nervous," although she bought some, but they were all used up in the experiment. Yang Mianmian squeezed the muscles of the big man who were originally strong but now soft, and replied, "It's a muscle relaxant. It will definitely not kill anyone, I will try the effect."

Jing Chu pulled her up immediately: "Okay, let's go back."

Yang Mianmian still wanted to struggle to see how the effect would be, but Jing Chu didn't give her a chance, so she took her to the parking lot to pick up the car, and drove home without saying a word.

After getting along for so long, Yang Mianmian also knew that Jing Chu was angry now, so she comforted him: "These medicines are easy to buy, and they are actually legal. The world is so dangerous, and I can't carry a gun, so I have to take some self-defense. , you can’t let me bring tear gas or pepper water, can you?”

"Mianmian, this is very dangerous." Jing Chu frowned, "When did you do this?"

Yang Mianmian confessed: "After returning from Los Angeles, as you said, the United States is so dangerous, I have to prepare for the future, don't be angry, I will not touch drugs, I promise."

Seeing that Jing Chu remained silent, she continued her efforts, "I tried it in China too, but it's not easy to get it in the hospital. It's only available in our school's laboratory. It's for mice. I only take a little each time. But domestic robbery is mostly done with knives, don’t be angry.”

"I'm not angry." Jing Chu finally eased his expression, "I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself, it looks dangerous."

Yang Mianmian expressed dissatisfaction with this: "Although I majored in physics, my chemistry is not bad. Others think it's dangerous for you to use a gun. If you use it correctly, you'll be fine."

"Are you still reasonable?" Jing Chu looked at her sideways, and the temperature in his tone dropped ten degrees. He didn't know that Yang Mianmian was right. There are many things that laymen just watch for fun, but in his opinion, if this If the risk level of the matter is B, then the risk level of the girlfriend doing this thing is SSS.

Yang Mianmian was obedient for a second: "No, you are right, I will be careful in the future."

"Okay." Thinking of what happened just now, Jing Chu also felt that some things must be put on the agenda, "Let me enroll you in a class to learn something, what do you want to learn?"

Yang Mianmian became curious: "What do you mean, taekwondo boxing or something?"

"I mean, shoot."

When he was in China, he didn’t think it was necessary, because the restrictions on guns were still very high, but in the United States, not knowing how to shoot became a weakness, “Not only this, but I should also teach you how to drive,” said Jing Chu. The action group, since you have decided, put it into action immediately, "Let's start after you finish the exam."

Yang Mianmian maintained a =mouth= expression: "Are you serious?"

"of course."

"So, in fact, even you think that I will definitely encounter some troubles in the future..." She had a troubled look on her face, and she thought it was her own complaints about the nature of the accident.

Jing Chu coughed and changed the subject: "How was your chat with them just now?"

"Tell them everything I remember." Yang Mianmian was not interested in this topic, "Whether they can catch it depends on their luck."

But obviously the FBI's luck is a bit tricky. Yang Mianmian's clues are very important, but they are useless. The car has been stolen for a long time. It seems that the murderer has already prepared for this.

And at this time, the fourth murder happened. He had just killed a family of three. The only survivor was his daughter who was studying in a foreign university. Her parents and younger sister were unfortunately killed.The media called him a happiness killer, because the target he chose was a happy and happy family.

Yang Mianmian saw the news while practicing swordsmanship in the kendo hall, and exaggeratedly sighed: "Wow, this person must have had a shadow in his childhood, but I also had an unhappy childhood, and now I have grown into a red flag My good boy ╮(╯_╰)╭”

"Be careful." Professor Wilson, who was able to beat Yang Mianmian to the ground with a bamboo sword despite his age, sat down next to her. He had obviously read the news reported this time, "Especially you."

Yang Mianmian sneered, her accident physique is already well-known so that the professor has heard of it_(:з」∠)_
"Come on, the rest time is over." Although Yang Mianmian's teacher in the kendo hall is not Professor Wilson, he is very happy to promote his juniors in subjects other than physics.

Yang Mianmian: 〒▽〒

Professor Wilson abused her again, which made her very doubt whether her choice was right or not, but it was Jing Chu who suggested that she choose to learn kendo: "I signed you up to learn Wing Chun before, but I didn't think about it. I want you to rely on this... to deal with those difficult people," considering Yang Mianmian's face, he euphemistically described those perverts.

Yang Mianmian supported her head, feeling a little frustrated: "I know, why don't you put up some defense?"

"Well, yes." Jing Chu suppressed a smile, "Other taekwondo boxing fights are not suitable for you. Your explosive power is not enough, your physical strength is not enough, and girls are naturally weak in this regard. The key is, I can't bear it." He He grabbed her and kissed her, "Your advantage is that you are flexible and small, just like a cat."

"So my agility is passable, right." She continued to put on a battered look, "Just give me a gun, I can handle it."

Jing Chu ruthlessly shattered her fantasy: "Don't even think about it, you'd better learn something practical, and then go to the club to take classes."

"I have memorized the history, models and characteristics of all guns in one class." Yang Mianmian reported his study progress seriously, "but the first class is a theory class 〒▽〒"

Jing Chu patted her head and encouraged her: "Study hard and make new friends."

"The most frequent ones in the club are fathers who bring their sons. Sons, they are probably around my age. Are you sure?" She raised her eyebrows and dragged her tone.

Jing Chu quickly pretended that he hadn't raised this question before: "Are you hungry, and do you want to eat supper?"

Every time I change the subject, I use food to fool me ╭(╯^╰)╮Yang Mianmian thought, I've seen through it a long time ago, and opened his mouth by the way: "Eat!"

So in comparison, it’s faster to talk about physics with Professor Wilson while practicing. It’s very precious to have one-on-one tutoring time like Professor Wilson. Yang Mianmian has heard that a student is also planning to sign up. Study in the kendo hall, make a familiar face in front of the professor.

Her EQ is not ridiculously low, and this kind of trick can still be understood. It is a pity that when she met Professor Wilson, she was still a patient who came to see the doctor. Those who came obviously couldn't copy this way to win the favor of the professor.

After the practice, Professor Wilson invited her to have afternoon tea at home. The professor just got married this year, yes, just got married!My wife is 38 years old this year. She pursues Professor Wilson because she admires him. The professor is old-hearted and the sunset is just right, so she lives with her girlfriend. After living together for two years, the two registered their marriage and are living happily now.

Jessica is a typical housewife who is good at baking. Yang Mianmian continued the topic of happiness killer while eating cookies: "...I used to be able to wander the streets in the middle of the night, but now I don't dare to go out too late. Two days ago, when I came out of the police station, I could be targeted by gangsters! But don’t give me a gun, don’t give me a gun!”

Jessica expressed sympathy for her experience, but Professor Wilson upheld the characteristics of an MIT professor and asked, "In this case, why don't you make a weapon yourself?"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)