Chapter 32: The Beautiful Goddess Gunner

  Song Jian left Zhou Yumin's house in a great mood, unexpectedly coming here for a meal not only settled the matter of Shi Yuan company's audit, but also brought along the business license bureau and got that shooting training quota.

  On the way back, Song Jian observed the surrounding situation at any time. After taking Xǐ Mó Dān, Song Jian's senses were enhanced many times over. Even if there was danger, Song Jian believed he could respond in time.

  But it has always been calm and peaceful.

  Song Jian entered the Embroidered Garden and returned home.

  Xia Lin was sitting on the sofa, holding a mirror in one hand and watching TV.

  When Song Jian returned, Xia Lin rushed over and grabbed Song Jian's arm.

  "Uncle, uncle, that black pill from yesterday, do you still have some? Can I have one more?" Xia Lin looked at Song Jian anxiously.

  Song Jian shrugged and said, "You said it was a laxative, why are you asking me for it again? Besides, that thing can't even enhance breasts."

  Xia Lin glared at Song Jian, saying: "Alright, I admit it was my fault for misunderstanding you. That pill seems to be quite effective, I found that the blackheads on my nose have all disappeared! Ah, uncle, don't be stingy, just give me another one. At worst... at worst I'll let you touch me."

  Xia Lin said in a low voice, with a flash of cunning in her eyes.

  Song Jian shook his head and said, "Not interested."

  "You bastard! Who was it that always patted my butt when you were teaching me martial arts in the morning?" Xia Lin was furious, her self-esteem hurt.

  Song Jian quickly turned around and left, saying: "Your movements are not standardized, of course I have to hit you."

  "That's not hitting, it's touching!" Xia Lin argued strongly.

  At this time, the door creaked open and Xu Si walked in wearing a black cheongsam, changing her shoes as she asked, "What are you arguing about?"

  "Sister! Uncle is bullying me!" Xia Lin ran in front of Xu Si with an innocent face.

  Song Jian was startled, if there's anyone in this world who makes Song Jian a little apprehensive, it would definitely be Xu Si, because Xu Si is not only his nominal fiancée but also his benefactor.

  "We were talking about the black pill again, Xia Lin wanted another one, but I didn't have any." Song Jian hastily explained.

  Xu Si said "oh" and turned back to close the door, saying: "Song Jian, I was just thinking of asking you, can that black pellet of yours be mass-produced? I think if it's produced on a large scale, its effect will definitely be much better than a small amount of white powder."

  Song Jiandao said: "It's definitely not feasible, because the cost is too high, and some of the raw materials are also hard to find."

  Xu Si nodded disappointedly and went upstairs back to her room.

  Song Jian glared at Xia Lin, who smugly swung her hair.

  After dinner, Song Jian returned to his bedroom, held his breath and concentrated, standing in the center of the room, and once again practiced the Wuji Qigong.

  Wuji Qigong looks like just another Tai Chi exercise, but at the same time, Wuji Qigong is also an ancient true person's technique for fighting wild beasts.

  The technique of striking emphasizes one strike to kill, if you can't kill the enemy with one strike, then you need to learn to divert force and borrow force, four ounces move a thousand pounds. Therefore, Wuji Qigong has various wild beast movements and postures, fierce and cunning, at the same time, this technique is like Tai Chi, emphasizing circular rotation and borrowing force to strike.

  This time, Song Jian practiced Wuji Qigong, his movements were much lighter and the flowing clouds and water between the movements became more apparent.

  After practicing, Song Jianxiu inhaled and retracted his abdomen, feeling a warm current flash by at the Dan Tian.

  "He actually had a feeling of energy." Song Jian was overjoyed in his heart, he knew that once he cultivated true internal energy, he could instantly burst out with ten times the power. Although internal energy wasn't as mystical as depicted in martial arts novels, able to hurt people from a distance or create thunder on flat ground, its effects were indeed enormous. Song Jian knew that those famous knights of the Song Dynasty had all cultivated internal energy before they could fly over rooftops and take down enemy generals amidst a multitude of soldiers.

  "It seems that the effect of the Brain Washing Pill is far beyond my expectations. The Bone Tempering Pill can indeed make one's bones and muscles strong, and increase their internal energy, but it cannot help gather internal energy." Song Jian secretly rejoiced, fortunately, he had chosen to refine the Brain Washing Pill for the first time. Although the Brain Washing Pill couldn't rapidly increase his internal energy in a short period of time, it could greatly enhance his hearing, vision, and perception, and now, he had even gathered a wisp of internal energy.

  At this critical moment, this thread of inner energy could be a lifesaving straw.

  Song Jian went online, browsed some news and then went to bed.

  The next day, Zhou Yumin informed Song Jian to report to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

  Song Jian took a taxi to the Administration for Industry and Commerce, first in a flurry of activity, holding his ID card, signing a series of contracts, also signed a confidentiality agreement and a letter of guarantee, only then was he formally employed.

  Of course, now it's just a contract worker, and can't be compared with real members of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, they are all civil servants.

  Zhou Yumin tossed a car key to Song Jian, smiling: "Hey, see that? That black Chevrolet Epica is the car assigned to me by the bureau. From now on, it's yours to take care of."

  Song Jian looked around in the garage and said with a smack of his lips, "Are there any specific rules? For example, can I do some private things during my free time?"

  "Of course not!" Zhou Yumin said immediately, with a serious face. "Remember, when you drive, everything is official business, nothing is personal. Just remember that and go. When I need to use the car, I will notify you in advance."

  After finishing speaking, Zhou Yumin handed a membership card to Song Jian and turned around to leave.

  Song Jian looked at the membership card, which was indeed a "Red Star Shooting Range Annual Membership VIP Card". On the membership card, a golden five-pointed star shone brightly, and below it was an exquisite Desert Eagle pistol.

  "Haha, got it. This Zhou Yumin, speaking to me in an official tone. What's the difference between private and public matters, aren't they all the same?" Song Jian put away the membership card, took the keys, and drove the Chevrolet Epica specially used by the director towards the Red Star Shooting Range.

  Hongxing Shooting Range is located in Suzhou City, Jiangsu Province. It's a newly opened shooting range with the best facilities and equipment in Jiangsu Province and even in the Yangtze River Delta region.

  Song Jian stopped the car and entered the shooting range.

  The staff at the shooting range welcomed Song Jian.

  Song Jian showed his membership card to the staff.

  This membership card is uniformly handled in the city. Those who hold this membership card are all staff members of various bureaus and departments in the city.

  The shooting range receptionist immediately led Song Jian to a specific area.

  The shooting range is very large and since it was in the morning, there were not many people at the shooting range.

  Passing through the long corridor, Song Jian followed the receptionist to a smaller outdoor shooting range. In front of the shooting range was a row of partitioned individual shooting spaces, and behind it was a grassy area with tracks laid out on it, and at the far end of the tracks were targets made of unknown materials.

  "Inspector No. 3 will lecture you on the relevant regulations and guide you through design training." The receptionist waved at a staff member in work clothes, finished speaking to Song Jian, and left.

  The newcomer was a young man under thirty, wearing short-sleeved work clothes, revealing his robust biceps. From his gait and posture, it was clear that he was a veteran.

  "Hello, I'm your supervisor. Next, please listen to me explain the shooting range regulations." The man gave a salute to Song Jian and then began explaining the rules to him.

  Song Jian also knew that this was a must-listen, he patiently listened while looking around, on the shooting range, someone had already started live ammunition training.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Six bullets flew out in rapid succession.

  Song Jian looked at the target in the distance and was startled to see that all six bullets were on the red dot at the center of the target. Although Song Jian was a novice shooter, he also knew that firing six shots in one breath, with each shot hitting the bullseye, was an incredible feat.

  Perhaps at a distance of twenty-five meters, using a good handgun, one shot is not difficult to hit the bullseye. However, firing six shots in a row, each hitting the bullseye, is very difficult because continuous shooting, the recoil of the handgun, the shooter's breathing and heartbeat will all affect the shooting result. In such a situation, only a divine shooter can achieve consecutive hits on the target.

  After the six shots were fired, the third supervisor also finished reading out the rules. He narrowed his eyes to look at the target numbers and opened his mouth slightly.

  Song Jiandao said: "Comrade, this shooting level, how about you?"

  The third referee looked at Song Jian and said coldly, "My first shot has a 95% chance of hitting the bullseye, but for the next five shots, each shot has a hit rate of around 30%, so my chances of hitting six consecutive shots are very small, less than 1%."

  Song Jian did not expect this person to be so honest. He pointed in the direction of the gunshot and said, "Let's go over there for training."

  The third inspector waved his hand and led Song Jian in the direction of the gunshot.

  After the six shots, a woman walked out of the compartment.

  "It's actually a famous woman, with such a large chest," two thoughts emerged in Song Jian's mind.

  The woman walked out while removing her goggles and earplugs from her face.

  "Huh? Is that the female cop?" Song Jian didn't expect to run into an acquaintance, and this woman was none other than Li Mengya, the shy female public security officer he had met on the highway when he was ambushed.

  Song Jian didn't expect that Li Mengya, who was shy and timid, would have such a high level of marksmanship.

  Walking up front, Song Jian waved his hand at Li Mengya and said, "Hey, we meet again, do you still remember me?"

  Li Mengya looked up at Song Jian, a smile blooming on her face. "Song Jian, of course I remember. During my half-year internship at the police station, you were the first person to praise me for being brave."

  Song Jian smiled, "You were indeed very brave back then. If it wasn't for you, I would have been a dead man. Have you found any leads on the killer?"

  Li Mengya shook her head in embarrassment.

  Officer No. 3 saw that Song Jian and Li Mengya knew each other, so he tactfully stood aside, but his eyes kept sneaking glances at Li Mengya, who was wearing a tight-fitting short-sleeved police uniform, her bust size paired with her slightly shy pretty face, making people can't help but think of the phrase "uniform temptation".

  Song Jianben didn't think the public security would be able to find any clues related to Baozi Tou, he pointed at the membership card on his body and smiled: "Are you also assigned by your unit to participate in the shooting competition a month later?"

  Li Mengya nodded and then looked at Song Jian with a puzzled expression. "Are you too? But I remember you're not a public servant, are you?"

  "Oh, I'm a temporary worker at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the director's personal driver, and I was hired today. Hehe." Song Jian showed off his white teeth.

  Li Mengya was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

  Song Jian saw Li Mengya's face and subtly furrowed his brow.