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Chapter 41 The Long Lost Craft

An unruly voice came out, and the five master craftsmen looked deeply at Sikong with searching eyes.

"Nonsense! You still want to be smart about this kind of thing!"

Superintendent Wang scolded angrily, and mercilessly refused, the threat in his eyes was beyond words.

"Ah……"

Sikong smiled coldly, but looked at the goatee master.

Sikong has deep eyes, like an ancient pond.

The old man with a goatee has clear eyes, like a lake.

Eyes collided, and the goatee master suddenly nodded: "I think this is the next victim. He has the right, Xiao Zhou."

"Yes, Master Gongsun." The assistant replied.

"Give him a holographic phantom, everyone has the right to live independently."

The assistant nodded, opened the toolbox, and then, the phantom of a hundred-bead coupling disk appeared in front of Sikong.

Sikong twirled the phantom of the compass with his fingers, but with his eyes, he quietly saw the hundred-bead coupling disk lying quietly on the interrogation table.

The plate is not big, about the size of a palm, with a purple metallic luster all over its body and engraved with strange patterns and totems.

But it almost represents the pinnacle of the machinery manufacturing industry, not only because of its difficulty, but also because many craftsmanship have been lost, and there are very few people in the world.

Even the master craftsman Gongsun, even if his hand speed far exceeds the standard for assembling a hundred-bead coupling plate, can only rely on his rich experience to cleverly avoid these crafts, but it also wastes a lot of time, more than ten seconds. .

Sikong, who was in a life-and-death crisis when he looked at the Baizhu Lianzhuan, felt a gleam of joy in his heart.

For, I am delighted to see such ingenious machines.

I am happy for my favorite mechanical manufacturing.

He was even more delighted because, behind the Hundred Beads Coupling Disk, there was an opponent hidden in the dark with extremely high mechanical skills.

opponent!

Looking at this hundred-beaded disc, he felt the blood all over his body began to boil. He was so passionate that his hands couldn't help but tremble.

The reason why the murderer mutilated his body again and again, but left behind hundreds of pearls, which contained clues, waiting to be deciphered.

Isn't it just to be proud of your own superb mechanical technology, isn't it just to find an opponent who is equal to the opponent?
In Sikong's eyes, the murderer no longer seemed to be a vicious perverted killer, but a chess player who was in a high position and longed for his opponent.

Then, Sikong will play a game with this person!

Seeing Sikong's trembling hands, the other four master craftsmen frowned slightly, their expressions a little indifferent.

In their industry, steady hands are the most basic requirement.

However, Sikong is obviously a layman.

With a movement of Sikong's eyes, the Eye of Origin quietly moved——

Hundred-bead connecting disc, one of the Eighteen Blood Sacrifice Introducers, contains the gate of the ghost realm, which cannot be opened lightly
Origins Compendium: Mechanical Origins

Simulation Level: Perfect

Origin Derivatives: Changing the World

Note: can be simulated

Sikong didn't start imitating immediately, and his heart was extremely solemn.

One of the eighteen blood sacrifices?

Doesn't that mean that there are still [-] serial cases of perverted body mutilation? !
This is a group crime!
But why did Liu Yueyu's three policemen and five master craftsmen never tell him.

Did they choose to hide it, or did they not know?
Sikong pondered, and slowly focused on the origin simulation.

Then, his vision rewinds quickly, and the scenery overlaps and passes.

A piece of machinery like a compass is being analyzed by technicians in white coats, who are deciphering the code type.

Under a sycamore tree, a boy with loose hair was holding a disk with a hundred beads, contemplating for a long time, exploring over and over again, even rotating the beads, and listening carefully to the crisp sound like pure music.

In the dark night, a young man with motor oil and dust on his face appeared outside the layers of metal fragments. Under the fragments, a purple compass was shining brightly.

Time goes back, the clouds roll and the clouds relax.

Then, Sikong saw it.

In the airtight dark room, the mottled walls were covered with hysterical black blood, and the scratches of nails were covered with flesh foam.

Iron chains, tiger guillotines, bone hooks, scalpels...

Sulfuric acid, aqua regia, concentrated nitric acid, bone water...

Countless horrifying torture instruments with faded blood were displayed in a row, and all kinds of highly corrosive chemicals were packed in bottles and cans.

A man in black, who was hidden in the darkness and covered by a black robe, dragged a rusty, blunt, finger-wide saber, and walked slowly towards the victim who was gradually waking up on the ground.

The muffled sound of flesh and blood, the screams of despair, the blade hitting the bone but not breaking it, and then the sound of flesh and blood being smashed again...

A disc with a hundred beads is quietly placed on one side, and the purple color is still mysterious.

As time passed and the scene changed, Sikong glanced away, but vaguely saw that the murderer seemed to have had a good time killing, very excited, and subconsciously rolled up his sleeves, revealing a tattoo in the shape of a cross.

A pair of white and slender hands were placed under the shadowless lamp, the fingers were smooth, without any calluses from vicissitudes, and they were extremely sensitive.

Ordinary, but eye-catching.

Under his hands, pieces of mechanical parts exuded metallic light, and then the owner of the hand picked up pieces of mechanical parts and assembled the machine.

The little finger ticks the spiral with a return angle of 37, and rotates half a circle counterclockwise...

The tourbillon is composed of 73 small parts, and the process is ingenious...

From the inside to the outside, sink the shaft to one-third of the pillar, and light agarwood...

Countless craftsmanship were perfectly presented in Sikong's eyes, and then, Sikong seemed to be immersed in the scene, possessing the owner of his hands, assembling the hundred-bead connecting disk with his own hands.

Bit by bit, the hundred-bead connecting disc gradually took shape, and the essence and process of assembling the hundred-bead connecting disc were clearly understood in Sikong's heart.

'Crack...'

The mechanism was crisp and soundless, a piece of purple metallic luster, engraved with strange patterns and totems, was lying quietly in this person's hand.

Picking up a pen at hand, the owner of the hand wrote down a piece of data without haste: the time spent, ten seconds and thirty-seven.

The handwriting is strong and powerful, flying like dragons and phoenixes.

The scene faded, the gaze was retracted, and the interrogation room continued for the last second.

Sikong directly picked up the hundred-bead coupling disk in the holographic projection, first ticked the spiral with the little finger at a return angle of 37, selected half a circle counterclockwise, and then pinched the bottom of the spiral...

Sikong concentrated on disassembling the hundred-bead coupling plate according to the process in his memory.

Superintendent Wang looked at Sikong's pretentious movements, and smiled coldly: "Stiff movements, trembling fingerings, and disorganized! I really thought he was a high-flyer in the city, and he was out of the abyss?"

Even a layman like Superintendent Wang could see Sikong's loopholes, let alone the other five mechanical masters.

Sighs came out one after another, and many mechanical masters laughed and shook their heads, breaking the illusion in their hearts.

"This baby seems to be scared, unwilling to accept fate like this, unable to struggle..."

"The few of us have been specializing in mechanical assembly for hundreds of years, step by step. When we were young, we were also known as geniuses. How could he do something we didn't do?"

Time gradually passed, and it had already exceeded ten seconds.

But Sikong was still dismantling the Baizhu coupling disc, and even stopped from time to time, with a face of contemplation.

Liu Yueyu looked at Sikong with pity, the more stubborn and unwilling Sikong was, the more she blamed herself.

Suddenly, Master Gongsun watched the movements of Sikong's subordinates, his face changed, and he walked in one after another, getting closer to the movements of Sikong's subordinates who were staring at him.

His eyes widened, several bloodshot eyes appeared in Gongsun Dajiang's eyes, and he was engrossed in it.

Seeing this, the others became suspicious, not knowing why Master Gongsun was like this.

'bump! '

During the disassembly process of No. 16, Sikong's finger speed was much slower and his eyesight was much worse, and the spring device was restored instantly.

Failed to disassemble the [-]-turn coupling disc.

Liu Yueyu Gu Panshenghui's eyes dimmed, and she laughed at herself, as if she was complaining about how she had such unrealistic thoughts.

But Master Gongsun looked at Sikong, breathing hard, and asked with trembling lips: "Young man, where did you learn this long-lost craft?"

(End of this chapter)