An uninhibited voice came out, and the five masters looked deeply at Sikong with inquiring eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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

Superintendent Wang angrily reprimanded and mercilessly refused, and the threat in his eyes was overflowing.

"Heh......"

Sikong smiled coldly, but looked at the goatee master.

Sikong, with deep eyes, is like an ancient pool.

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

Eyes collided, and the goatee master suddenly nodded: "Come to think of it, this is the next victim." He has the right, Xiao Zhou. ”

"Yes, Gongsun Master." The assistant replied.

"Give him a set of holographic phantoms, everyone has the right to live independently."

The assistant nodded, opened the toolbox, and then, in front of Sikong, the phantom of the Baizhu Continuous Disc appeared.

Sikong rotated the phantom of the compass with his fingers, but his eyes quietly saw the Baizhu Scroll Plate lying quietly on the interrogation table.

The plate is not large, the size of the palm, and the whole body exudes a purple metallic luster, 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 processes have been lost, and there are very few people in the world.

Even if Gongsun Master Craftsman, even if his hand speed far exceeded the standard for assembling a hundred bead coupling discs, he could only rely on his rich experience to skillfully avoid these processes, but he also wasted a lot of time, more than ten seconds.

Looking at the Baizhu Scroll Plate, Sikong, who was in a life-and-death crisis, showed a trace of joy in his heart.

I am glad to see such a wonderful machine.

I am happy for the machine manufacturing that I love.

What's more, behind this hundred beads reel disk, there is an opponent hidden in the shadows and extremely high mechanical skills.

Rival!

Looking at this Baizhu continuous scroll disk, he only felt that the blood all over his body began to boil, and his passion was surging, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

The reason why the murderer broke the body again and again, but left a hundred beads with a reel disk, containing clues, waiting to be cracked.

Isn't it just that you are proud of your superb mechanical skills, and you just want to find an opponent who meets your opponent in chess?

In Sikong's eyes, the murderer no longer seems to be a vicious and perverted killer, but a chess player who is invincible and eager to play chess with his opponent.

Then, Sikong has to play with this person!

Looking at Sikong's trembling hands, the other four masters frowned slightly, and their faces were a little disapproving.

In their industry, a steady hand is the most basic requirement.

But, Sikong is obviously a layman.

Sikong's eyes moved, and the Eye of Origin quietly moved-

Hundred beads are connected to the scroll, one of the eighteen blood sacrifice attractors, containing the door of the ghost domain, which is not easy to open

Compendium of Origins: Mechanical Origins

Simulation level: Perfect

Origin Derivation: Changing the world

Note: Simulated

Sikong didn't immediately originate from the simulation, and his heart was extremely solemn.

One of the Eighteen Blood Sacrifices?

Doesn't that mean that there are still seventeen serial cases of perverted corpse mutilation?!

It's a group crime!

But why didn't Liu Yueyu, the three policemen, and the five masters tell themselves.

Did they choose to hide it, or did they not know?

Sikong pondered, slowly focusing his attention on the origin simulation.

Then, his vision rewinds rapidly, and the scenery overlaps.

A compass-like machine is being parsed by a technician in a white lab coat, deciphering the type of code.

Under a plane tree, a young man with a draped hair holds a hundred beads on a continuous scroll plate, meditates for a long time, turns over and over again to explore, and spins a hundred beads, puts them on the side of his ear and listens carefully to the crisp sound like pure music.

The night was dim, and a teenager with a face covered in engine oil and dust appeared outside the layers of metal fragments, and under the fragments, a purple compass shone brightly.

Time goes back, and the clouds roll up.

Then, Sikong saw it.

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

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

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

Countless horrific and shocking torture weapons with faded blood were displayed in a row, and all kinds of highly corrosive chemical agents were contained in bottles and jars.

A man in black, hidden in the darkness and covered by a black robe, dragged a finger-wide slashing knife covered with rust and a dull edge, and slowly walked towards the victim on the ground who was gradually waking up.

The dull sound of flesh, the screams of despair, the sound of blades smashing against bones but not breaking, and then smashing down again......

A hundred beads are placed quietly on one side, and the purple mystery is still there.

Time passed, the scene changed, and the light passed, but I vaguely saw that the murderer seemed to be having fun, and he was very excited, and subconsciously rolled up his sleeves, revealing a tattoo in the shape of a cross.

A pair of white and slender hands are placed under the shadowless lamp, the fingers are smooth, without the slightest vicissitudes of the cocoon, sensitive to the extreme.

Ordinary, but eye-catching.

Under the hand, the pieces of mechanical parts emit a metallic glow, and then the owner of the hand picks up the pieces of mechanical parts and assembles the machine.

The little finger is drawn into the spiral at an angle of thirty-seven, and it is rotated half a turn counterclockwise......

The tourbillon is made up of 73 tiny parts......

From the inside out, sink the shaft to the third of the pillar and light the agarwood......

Countless crafts are perfectly presented in Sikong's eyes, and then, Sikong seems to be immersive, attached to the owner of both hands, and assembles the Baizhu Scroll Disc by himself.

Little by little, the Baizhu Coupling Disc is gradually formed, and the essence and process of assembling the Baizhu Coupling Disc are clearly understood in the bottom of the hollow.

'Click......'

The mechanical sound was silent, and a piece of purple metallic luster, engraved with strange patterns and totems, lay quietly in this person's hand.

Pick up a pen at hand, and the owner of the hand writes down a paragraph of data without hurry: time, ten seconds and thirty-seven.

The handwriting is strong and powerful, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances.

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

Sikong picked up the 100-bead reeling disc in the holographic projection, first hooked the little finger into the spiral at a 37-fold angle, selected half a circle counterclockwise, and then pinched the bottom of the spiral......

Sikong concentrated, disassembling the Baizhu Coupling Disc according to the process in his memory.

Superintendent Wang looked at Sikong's pretended movements, and smiled coldly: "The movements are stiff, the fingering is trembling, and there is no order!" I really thought it was a master in the city, and the dragon came out of the abyss? ”

Even Superintendent Wang, a layman, saw the loopholes in Sikong, not to mention the other five mechanics.

One sigh after another came out, and many mechanical masters shook their heads with laughter, breaking the illusion in their hearts.

"This doll seems to be afraid, unwilling to accept her fate like this, and has no power to struggle......"

"Several of us have specialized in mechanical assembly for hundreds of years, step by step, when we were young, we were also known as a genius, how could he do what we didn't do?"

Time passed, and it was more than ten seconds.

But Sikong was still disassembling the Baizhu Coupling Disc, and even stopped his movements from time to time, with a pensive face.

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

Suddenly, Gongsun Dajiang looked at the movements of Sikong's subordinates, his face changed, and he walked in one after another, leaning closer and staring at the movements of Sikong's subordinates.

His eyes widened, and a few bloodshots crawled out of Gongsun Master's eyes, and he was engrossed.

Seeing this, the others were suspicious in their hearts, not knowing why Master Gongsun was like this.

'Bump! ’

During the sixteenth disassembly process, Sikong's finger speed slowed down by a thread, his eyesight was poor, and the spring mechanism was restored instantly.

The disassembly of the 100-rotation coupling disc failed.

Liu Yueyu's eyes dimmed, and she laughed self-deprecatingly, as if complaining about how she could have such unrealistic thoughts.

But Gongsun Master looked at Sikong, his breath was short, and his lips trembled and asked, "Young man, where did you learn this long-lost craft?" ”