Female Campus Agent

If everyone mistakenly thought that the pistol was taken from foreigners when they heard what brother Muzixi said just now, "The pistol was taken from the hands of foreigners," then it must have been made by foreigners and they would certainly not have taken it. It’s similar to the model name of Country Z’s pistol.

Then what brother Muzixi said next was like a giant slap, a loud and resounding slap to everyone present who had questioned Yun Jian.

"What? Gouzi, what did you say? Please repeat it to us again!" Muzixi's expression suddenly changed after hearing his brother's words. He looked at his brother and spoke loudly.

A huge question mark flashed across the heart of Brother Muzixi. He frowned slightly, and swept his eyes across the scene with some understanding. He was stunned for a moment, and then he spoke:

"I said the model of this gun is Type 64...a pistol developed by country Z? What? Did I say it wrong?"

Just after Brother Muzixi said these words, Muzixi jumped down the steps and walked towards Yunjian. At the same time, some stunned words came out from the mouth of Muzixi towards Yunjian:

"I'll go! You really know guns! You're awesome! You can identify the model of the gun just by looking at the dozens of scattered parts! I almost thought you had been in the army!"

Muzixi fell behind in words, and his brother finally knew what was going on.

Muzixi's brother also looked at Yun Jian with a shocked expression, and said to Yun Jian in front of everyone who was shocked:

"I have studied firearms in depth for so many years. This gun is loose. I can't even identify the model of the gun at a glance. Can you tell me how you can identify the model of the gun at a glance?"

Muzixi's brother is named Jing Cheng. He is a very casual person. He usually doesn't like to talk to others except for what he likes. If he is asked questions in public, he will blush.

Now after listening to Mu Zixi's words and knowing that Yun Jian could recognize the pistol model with these scattered parts, Jing Cheng immediately became interested and rushed to Yun Jian to ask questions as if he was picking up a bargain.

In fact, not only everyone around wanted to know this question, but even Yun Lian was full of doubts.

What has happened to her sister Yun Jian in the past fifteen years?

"Did she guess it by chance?" Wan Youyou still didn't believe it. She glanced at Yun Jian and was silent for two seconds before speaking out.

Sure enough, after Wan Youyou finished speaking, Yun Jian said, "Feeling."

Did you identify the model of this pistol by feel?

To put it nicely, it means that you recognized the pistol by feeling, but to say it worse, isn't it just a guess by chance?

Wan Youyou spread her hands and made an expression like, "You see, this is the truth."

Living in the poorest slum in Quzhou, Wan Youyou is also a frog in the well. She doesn't know much about pistols, and naturally she doesn't know that there are many models and varieties of pistols around the world.

For those who don’t understand pistols, if you want to blindly guess the type of pistol, it is simply a fantasy.

If you don’t know anything about pistols and you get it right one day, congratulations, you can buy a lottery ticket right away and win the five million grand prize.

"What a coincidence? You don't know how many types of pistols there are in the world!" Jing Cheng defended Wan Youyou.

Later, when Wan Youyou's expression changed, he asked Yun Jian again: "Then how do you identify the model of the pistol using your senses? Can you teach me?"

When Jing Cheng spoke to Yun Jian again, his address had changed from "you" to "you".

Unexpectedly, after Jing Cheng asked this question, Yun Jian patted his pants that were stained with dust as he sat on the steps, pulled Yun Li on and walked down the steps.

Everyone thought that Yun Jian was not going to pay attention to Jing Cheng and was about to leave.

But when Yun Jian walked halfway, she suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes flashed sharply, and she left Jing Cheng with a sentence that made everyone present seem to understand, but trembled all over:

"When one day you have to hold various firearms in your hands and fight against the enemy, you will naturally be able to recognize the type of firearm by feel."