Looking at the closed door of the laboratory, Lin Ran glanced back at Fingal, feeling a little nervous.

Seeing this, Fingal didn't speak, and directly crossed Lin Ran and rang the doorbell.

After a short bell ring, the door to the laboratory suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man wearing goggles stepped out of it.

"What is the reason for the explosion this time?"

The middle-aged man was holding a walkie-talkie and was communicating with the inside, "Go and notify the school engineering department to put out the fire." Then use the Armament Department number to post on the Night's Watch discussion board, telling them that this is the expected explosion, and that there will be one or two more in the future, so that they don't have to panic. ”

"By the way, don't forget to add that the gas from the explosion may be harmful to the human body, and let them remember that eating some carrots can help neutralize the toxins, and it will be a late-night snack."

Hearing the man's words, Lin Ran was stunned for a moment, and then immediately covered his mouth and nose.

What the hell! Are the people in the Ministry of Armament working on chemical and biological weapons? Why do harmful gases still be generated?

Lin Ran looked at the man in front of him with a shocked expression, he could say this kind of thing so lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Turning his head to look at Fingal again, he seemed to be used to this, and did not react at all.

"That, you're Lin Ran."

The middle-aged man put away the walkie-talkie and showed a big smile at Lin Ran, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in with me." Oh, Fingal, you can come if you want, but don't shoot randomly. ”

"No problem, Director Akadulla."

Fingal showed a big smile at the middle-aged man, and then walked into the laboratory with his arm around Lin Ran's shoulder.

"This person is the head of the armament department, Akadullah Ahmed Mohammed Farouq, an Arab. People often call him the director, because the full name of this equipment department is the Institute of Alchemy and Science and Engineering Applications. ”

Fingal put his arm around Lin Ran and whispered behind Akadulla: "Ninety percent of the alchemy they study is related to explosives, so we privately call this the Bomberman concentration camp, and the director of Akadulla is the craziest Bomberman." ”

Lin Ran listened to Fingal's words and nodded continuously, and through the situation just now, he could already see that this group of people was indeed not normal.

Soon the two followed Akadullah to a device in the lab, surrounded by a number of researchers staring intently at the display in front of them.

Lin Ran could see through the transparent glass of the instrument that his spear was lying quietly in the instrument, and from time to time lasers of various colors swept over it.

"Wow! Brother, is this your weapon? How did it break into several sections? ”

Fingal leaned on the glass outside the instrument, looking curiously at the spears that were arranged in three sections.

"What do you mean by breaking into knots? My guns could have been combined. ”

Lin Ran glanced at Fingal, and instead of leaning on the glass to observe, he looked at Akadulla beside him.

"Minister Akadullah, is there anything wrong with this gun of mine?"

"Questions?" Akadulla looked up, pointed to the screen in front of him, and said, "There is indeed something wrong. Come and see. ”

Hearing this, Lin Ran felt a pang in his heart, and came to Akadulla's side very nervously.

"Look, the red mark on the head of this gun. It is the culprit that triggers the alarm when passing through the security check during the day. ”

Akadulla saw Lin Ran come over and used his finger to enlarge the picture on the screen.

Lin Ran looked at the red on the head of the spear, he remembered that his grandfather once said that it was a trace left after being stained with the blood of the dragon clan.

"Professor, this red one looks a bit like a blood stain."

Fingal's voice suddenly floated over, and Lin Ran turned around to find that he didn't know when he came to his side.

Akadulla nodded at Fingal's words, and with a swipe of her finger on the screen, a bunch of words suddenly appeared.

"Based on what we've analyzed, the red mark on your weapon is probably the result of some kind of dragon blood corroding metal. It's like this. ”

As she spoke, Akadulla went to a nearby lab bench, picked up a piece of metal from the table, and dripped a few drops of red liquid on it.

After a while, there was a 'gurgling' sound from the metal, and a wisp of green smoke came out of the metal, lingering around Lin Ran and them.

Ahem, ahem

After a cough, the smoke vanished.

Lin Ran saw that the surface of the metal was corroded, leaving a red spot.

Akadulla picked up the metal with tweezers and placed it under the instrument, and through the magnification of the display, it was clear that the marks left on the surface of the metal were similar to the red on the tip of the gun, but they were not identical.

"It's an alchemical metal that we've reconstructed from some ancient texts. What has just been dripped is also the blood of a three-generation species that we have hunted. As you can see, this is how the red mark on your weapon should be formed. ”

Akadullah said and took out the bloodstained picture of the spear head and compared it.

Lin Ran watched Akadulla demonstrate for a long time, and the result was no different from what his grandfather said, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only nod his head constantly.

I can't tell the professor in front of me that I already know the conclusions you came to after a long day of presentation.

Trouble to get something fresh.

But fortunately, there was a Fingal by Lin Ran's side, and he immediately picked up the conversation.

"Professor Akadulla, do you mean that Lin Ran's weapon was once tainted with dragon blood? So if that's the case, why did it trigger the alarm? ”

"That's a good question."

Akadulla clapped his hand, pointed at Fingal and said, "Ordinary dragon's blood will definitely not trigger an alarm. However, if it is a secondary or primary species, it is not necessarily. ”

"You're saying that Lin Ran's weapon has killed the second-generation race-level dragon clan!"

Fingal was surprised.

"Probably not a sub-species." Akadulla shook her head.

"Harm. Let's just say it. Those who can kill the next generation are famous figures in the history of half-breeds, and I have never heard of anyone who used a spear composed of three sections. ”

Fingal sighed, a little disappointed in his words.

"No, you're wrong."

Akadulla's expression suddenly became serious, "Based on our analysis of the blood on the head of the spear, we agree that the former owner of this weapon was involved in the war with the Dragon King. The blood on it is most likely to be some powerful dragon king. ”

"! No way. ”

Lin Ran and Fingal shouted at the same time.

Both were shocked by Akadulla's claims.

Lin Ran didn't expect that his Lin family still had such a powerful ancestor, and he hadn't heard Lin Yingwu say it before.

Akadulla ignored the expressions of the two and said to himself, "This gun should have been a whole, maybe it was because of that war that the gun was broken into three sections. Later, it was forged into its current form by a powerful alchemist. ”

"So we invited you over this time with a request."

Akadulla excitedly took Lin Ran's hands and said, "We want you to leave your weapon in the equipment department, and we will tailor an alchemy weapon for you, what do you think." ”

"Nope."

Lin Ran forcefully broke free of Akadulla's hand, and his expression also became very serious, "This weapon is used by the ancestors of our family, and I won't hand it over if I say anything." ”

For Lin Ran's refusal, Akadulla seemed a little surprised, and the whole person fell into silence at once.

At this moment, the door of the laboratory opened, and a little old man with a bald head wearing thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses walked quickly towards them with a handkerchief over his mouth and nose.