Bullets erupted from the swarthy muzzle.

Tinnitus.

Eric's right rear wall was knocked out of a small crater.

Lucky.

It's not that it's because of the timely dodge, but that the old man doesn't have the intention of killing. At that moment, the activated Beta observed that the trajectory of the bullet was not on him, so Eric didn't dodge.

But Eric, who came back to his senses, took a closer look and found that the muzzle of the old man's gun on the other side was still aimed at his head.

To be honest, he didn't know what the principle was.

Turning bullets?

No, the trajectory was crooked, but it was distinctly different from Papitt's turning bullet.

First of all, Papitt's curved bullet requires his wrist and arm to cooperate with each other to exert force and make a throwing motion. And the old man's entire upper upper upper arm, as well as his pistol, were completely motionless.

Since there is no external force involved, how does the direction of the bullet's flight change?

Could it be, that gun...

At this point, the old man saw that Eric was not dodging, and suddenly lowered his gun, and at the same time became extremely excited. He said proudly: "How is it, I didn't expect it." Isn't that interesting? ”

“......”

What a cheerful guy. The smiling face, though old, looked in good spirits, and the other party was feeling pleasure in his newly-successful mischief.

Although Eric was a little confused, the other party did not shoot his head, obviously without malicious intent. It's just that this kind of nervous guy is really not good at coping.

"Hey, boy, don't be stupid. Tell me, do you know how the gun works?"

The old man asked for no reason, in a mysterious tone.

Ha?

Eric was stunned.

Not only did he not explain the strange behavior just now, but he asked such a formal question at this time. It's just too much of a jump.

After all, he thought that as soon as he entered this door, he would meet the gun god, but he didn't expect to meet such a madman.

Is the challenge not over? Is this the third phase of the challenge?

The more Eric thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct.

Perhaps, this old man is a firearms researcher here, and he is qualified to meet the gun god by answering his questions. And the likelihood is extremely high. After all, the spear god wouldn't arrange for a madman to do things under his hands.

"Hurry up and answer, are you dumb?"

The old man seemed to have waited impatiently.

So, Eric replied.

"The explosive gas released when gunpowder burns, pushing the bullet out of the barrel at an extremely high speed......"

"Stop, stop, you're wrong!"

Eric was rudely interrupted.

"Let me tell you! The bullet of the gun is guided by the devil attached to it, and the sound of the gun is the scream of the devil. ”

The old man was talking about something. This answer must have disappeared with the Reformation.

"So, you're lucky kid. Even the devil can't bear to kill you, that's why the bullet turned a corner. You have to thank the devil from the bottom of your heart. Hahaha-"

Eric tilted his head. As a detective, believing that there is a devil in this world is simply a denial of oneself. All phenomena should be justified.

In this way, the content of the old man's challenge is to solve the mystery of the bullet's turn.

Interesting.

The detective accepts the challenge.

"Can I see your devil?"

Eric pointed to the gun in the old man's hand. This was the first step in the investigation, and based on his previous inferences, he believed he would find the answer on the gun.

"Oh, interested in this, then take it!"

The old man jerked to his feet, shaking off all the parts that were still sticking to his body. Trotted to Eric, passionately shoved the revolver into his hand. This flattered Eric. He didn't expect the other party to be so cooperative.

Moreover, the old man's posture was overly enthusiastic.

It's like the merchants on the street who sell cheap little things to others.

But Eric looked at the gun in his hand and saw that it was not cheap at all.

Python - that's the name of this gun. It's like all police guns are called Curt styles. All revolvers that look like this are called pythons. Moreover, it is very rare, and there are only about a thousand of them in circulation in the whole Odin.

Eric flipped it over and played with it. Outwardly, it hasn't been modified in any way.

But what about inside?

"I'm sorry. I promise not to break it. ”

Eric shook the python in his hand.

Without waiting for the old man to answer, he sat down in an open space in the pile of parts, and began to move.

Click, click, click, click......

Moving like lightning.

The eyes of the old man next to him flashed with astonishment.

The human eye can't even keep up with the speed of Eric's hands.

He was disassembling the gun.

Thirty seconds later, the python had turned into a pile of parts scattered on the ground.

But I have to say, while it may seem magical, it's just a matter of proficiency. Eric had practiced a lot, and he knew every detail of the gun. It's like he knows how many fingers and toes people have.

If you look at the bits and pieces of the place, they all seem to be the same as the usual parts.

Eric's right hand picked up the barrel of the python. Look inside the muzzle of the barrel with the naked eye.

Sure enough, in the barrel, there was a gap in the rifling near the muzzle.

The so-called rifling refers to one or more grooves engraved in the shape of a spiral on the inner wall of the barrel. These grooves wrap tightly around the bullet, forcing it to rotate and fly out of the chamber, and these grooves form a concentric ring around the entire projectile body, which increases the stability of the bullet in flight.

Now, there is a notch in the rifling. Like a hole in a strong dike, the flood water will gush out through it. Naturally, the direction of the bullet will also be biased towards the notch.

The conditions for bending were found.

The old man saw that Eric had made a discovery, but he remained silent.

Eric did not immediately announce his conclusions. Because this is not enough, it can't reach the degree of curvature of the trajectory under his magic eye.

There are also omissions.

Eric began to recall the touch of his fingertips and palms as he disassembled the python.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and picked up a few bullets he had taken from the wheel and flipped them in his hand.

Although it is a small gap that is not easy to detect, these are indeed lighter than normal bullets.

A thought crossed Eric's mind, and he picked up the barrel of the gun and let it slowly move closer to the bullets.

A surprising scene happened.

It was as if there were several invisible hands, and they were holding bullets and actively coming towards the barrel of the gun.

Click, click.

The bullet was firmly sucked on the side of the barrel.

Eric smiled.

He looked at the old man and found that the other party's smile was getting thicker and stronger, and even squeezed out a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"Rifling and magnets. Am I right?"