Chapter 31 We Have a Big Deal

"Don't try me this way again..."

Chen Ke held Pihom's hand, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. The other three buddies on the side also put their spears on their shoulders. These three people left a deep impression on Chen Ke.

The first thing he noticed was the white man holding the scanner. He was very strong, wearing a gray suit, with a shaved head and a stubble on his chin. He was a head taller than Chen Ke. There is also an AK74 with a grenade launcher hanging on his shoulder.

The laser that scanned me just now should have been emitted by the instrument in this guy's hand.

Standing next to the white man was a man with red scars on almost half of his face, feeling a little nauseous. He was about the same height as himself, wearing a brown suit, with a gray Saiga-12 shotgun on his shoulder, and his eyes were like an eagle.

"Gentlemen, let's get acquainted with each other." Pihom smiled, putting one hand on Chen Ke's shoulder and calling the two companions over with the other.

"Yes, yes, this young man is very talented, I like him like this." The man with the injury on his face nodded.

"This is Hall." Pihom introduced.

"If Pihom believes you, then I can believe you, little brother." The burly white man holding the scanner echoed. His accent is very interesting, with three syllables in one sentence.

"This is Priskin. You should recognize his accent. He is from the former Suro and is an engineer on the team." Pihom smiled.

Do you need an engineer to carry out a robbery? Chen Ke was a little puzzled, but considering that this organization was not grabbing ordinary things, it was normal for the operation methods to be a little different, right?

"So, what should we call you?" Priskin asked.

"You can call me Chen Ke."

"Very good, I will remember this name. Pihom said you are good at dealing with monsters, although none of us have seen it..." Hall walked around the table and had reservations about Chen Ke.

"Can I ask a question first?" Chen Ke crossed his chest and looked at the three people in front of him.

From the moment he entered, he didn't feel anyone else. Counting himself, there were only four people in this underground safe house. This made him a little concerned.

"New people always have a lot of questions, ask them." Pihom smiled.

"Are all the people in this room the postman?" Chen Ke raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

As if they had already seen through Chen Ke's doubts, Priskin and Hall showed a teasing smile on their faces. Pihom curled his lips, took out his wallet, took out two 5-yuan notes and handed them to the man. The two of them seemed to have made some kind of bet before.

"It's normal for you to have this doubt. Maybe there aren't many people in this small safe house, but that doesn't mean we are weak. Gathering everyone together is not our style." Pihom explained road.

Priskin and Hall went off to do other things, while Pihom took Chen Ke for a brief tour of the safe house.

This house has five rooms and a hall, two of which are filled with violently modified weapons that have never been seen in a gun shop.

A bullpup rifle is very eye-catching. Not only is it equipped with a grenade launcher, but the Picatinny rail is also filled with laser auxiliary sights and flashlights, and an ACOG 4x scope is hung above it.

However, even if it was changed like this, Chen Ke could still tell from the gun's unique wooden front visor and iron-gray body that this gun was actually an AK47...

"This is the gun that Priskin modified for himself. He called it Baba Yaga. Priskin is the best engineering expert and gunsmith here. He has unique insights on modifying guns. He has been working on it before. Studying how to modify a revolving shotgun that shoots buckshot..." Pihom spread his hands.

Chen Ke couldn't help but wonder. In any world, Maozi is a strange creature. Only Maozi who drank shampoo would study how to change a shotgun into a machine gun...

There are other explosive weapons in the room. Not only have they been modified in various ways, but they also have various sultry coatings. If you are a person who likes guns, this place is simply paradise.

Under each gun was a small piece of paper with the owner's name on it. Chen Ke glanced at Jimmy, Chains, Sydney... It seemed that there were quite a few members of the Postman, but none of them were in the safe house.

"...This room contains our most important thing, the drilling rig." Pihom's voice came from next door, and Chen Ke quickly followed.

In this room, he saw a variety of drilling rigs, large or small, all equipped with a square black iron frame, which seemed to be able to be fixed on different vertical surfaces according to needs. The large drill rig is as big as a diesel generator, and there are a bunch of smaller ones, about half the size of a computer case.

"What are these used for?" Chen Ke asked, pointing to the small drilling rig.

"Used to open some door locks that cannot be cracked or picked open." Pihom replied.

"Isn't it enough to use C4 or a shotgun? Why bother?" Chen Ke was puzzled. An ordinary door lock pistol can destroy it. A slightly larger lock can also be dealt with with a shotgun firing single-head bullets. Why get on the rig?

"The lock doesn't have to be just on the door, and sometimes we don't want the person locking it to know that someone else is trying to get it open. You'll soon see how we use it." Pihom huffed. smiled.

The two continued forward to the next room, and saw dozens of ice hockey masks of different styles hanging on three walls. These masks are not only painted fancy, but some are simply like works of art. Chen Ke stared at a chicken-head-shaped headgear for a long time.

"Every postman has his own mask. When our designer comes back, she will help you design a special mask." Pihom said.

"It's better than wearing a black headgear." Chen Ke commented. I didn't expect the postman to be so artistic when robbing.

Further ahead is the lounge and planning and customization room. Hall and Priskin are discussing something in front of a white tactical board. There is a building plan blueprint on the whiteboard, and various marks and arrows are drawn with pens next to it.

Pihom and Chen Ke stopped in front of the door and did not go in to disturb them. Chen Ke remembered the instrument that Priskin used to scan himself just now, so he mentioned it to Pihom.

"That thing is simply similar to a handheld X-ray machine, but its function is not to scan your body, but to see if you have psychic energy in your body." Pihom explained.

Psychic energy is colorless and odorless in the air, but it does have mass and is a detectable gas. In ancient times, this substance was called "Ether".

This colorless and odorless gas will appear as a bright blue luminous liquid after being extracted and liquefied by the Administration.

No element on the periodic table known to humans can synthesize psychic energy. It is the 64th element discovered by humans and cannot react chemically with any other element.

Before it is liquefied and injected into the spinal canal inside the human spine and fused with the spinal cord, psychic energy cannot have any positive effect on humans. Note that it is a positive effect.

Only by allowing the liquefied psychic energy to fuse with the human spinal cord can humans control the holy objects, and when the psychic dies, these liquefied psychic energies will evaporate out of thin air. At present, there is no conclusion on the principle of this phenomenon.

The working principle of the handheld scanner in Priskin's hand is to determine whether there is a blue luminous object in the spine by scanning the human spine, and to determine whether the scanned object has psychic energy.

Of course, the Administration must have a more advanced and simple and direct way.

"So, are all the people in the postman normal people? None of them have psychic powers? Since we are going to rob the holy relics, why don't we try to make ourselves more powerful?" Chen Ke asked.

"The reason is simple. If we are all normal people, then only the police will deal with us. But if we are illegal psychics, then the Administration will deal with us. You may think that they are not powerful if you kill an investigator. But I promise you, as long as you have seen psychics fight, even once, you will not want to provoke them. Don't attack the police, civilians and people from the Administration, this is the bottom line. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best not to attack the investigators of the psychic enterprise." Pihom replied with a serious expression.

Not attacking the police and civilians means that the postman is still an organization with a bottom line, although the biggest reason is that it is difficult to deal with the aftermath if these two types of people are attacked.

And the concerns about psychics and investigators, in addition to the pressure from the Administration, are more likely to be fear of the abilities of psychics.

Being able to make the leader of an organization that specializes in robbing psychic companies so fearful, coupled with the deeds of "Superman" ending World War II, made Chen Ke more and more curious about the strength of psychics.

Is he now a psychic? His ability to use holy objects comes from his lifespan rather than psychic power. What is the principle behind this?

Chen Ke analyzed it randomly again. Perhaps, a whole set of holy objects that can play a combined special effect with each other, plus extraordinary skills, is the full expression of the combat power of psychics?

If that is the case, he must find a way to get extraordinary skills as soon as possible! Only in this way can he have the strength to fight against the extraordinary killers of the Si Consortium.

And at the moment when he has no clue about extraordinary skills, getting a bunch of useful holy objects to arm himself is something that must be done. And what other methods can achieve this goal faster than robbing other people's holy objects!

"Then, Pihom, let's talk about business... When will the next deal start?" Chen Ke said with a smile.

"It's almost there... I just have a big deal on hand, and the target is the Si Consortium." Pihom said as he lit a cigarette.

Chen Ke lowered his head and pretended to wipe his nose to cover up his evil and excited smile.

He was worried that he had no way to find out the details of the St. Consortium, and the Postman Organization brought a great opportunity to his door, and he could also collect holy relics by the way, which was a two-birds-with-one-stone deal.

At this moment, Hall suddenly ran out of the room, holding a device with a screen similar to a handheld radio in his hand. He looked serious, as if there was some bad news.

"What's wrong, Hall? This is not like you." Pihom asked in surprise.

"Old Pi, it's a distress signal. Heinard's team seems to have a problem." Hall said in a deep voice.

Pihom frowned, hurried forward to take the handheld radio, and checked it carefully.

"You and I know Heinard very well. For his people, the vote last night was as easy as going out for a meal..." Pihom muttered as he looked.

"The signal coordinates are moving. They are in a car, passing through the lower city and driving to the upper city." Priskin also came out at this time.

"Let's rescue the people first, and then we'll see what's going on." Pihom said.

The three turned to look at Chen Ke.

“Newbie, get ready for your first job!”