Chapter 118 Self-Defense Weapons
He Zhiran patiently explained to him the function of the mini electric baton.
"Do you think something like this is suitable for my mother, sister-in-law, and younger sister-in-law to use for self-defense?"
Mo Jiuye took the electric baton and fiddled with it in his hand, while imitating He Zhiran's operation.
"This thing is very convenient to use, and it's small and easy to store. However, I don't think it's suitable for them."
He Zhiran raised an eyebrow: "Why?"
"You saw the assassins last time. They all used bows and arrows to assassinate from a distance at first, and only resorted to close combat after their assassinations failed.
None of the women in our family know martial arts. Even if the assassins get close, I'm afraid they won't have time to use the electric batons and will be killed in one blow."
After listening to Mo Jiuye's explanation, He Zhiran also realized this.
Thinking about the pepper spray, which was even less lethal than an electric baton, she felt there was no need to take it out and show it to Mo Jiuye.
Judging from the current situation, the self-defense tools that sisters-in-law need must have a certain long-range attack capability, and the stronger the lethality, the better.
From this point of view, the most suitable weapon is a pistol.
However, if the pistol is to be brought before the sisters-in-law, there must be a suitable excuse.
After pondering for a moment, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
He Zhiran used his mind to take out a mini pistol that was slightly smaller than his palm.
Mo Jiuye raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to give this to them?"
He Zhiran nodded: "Based on the current situation, this is the most suitable weapon for them. It is not only lethal, but also capable of long-range attacks.
I've thought of an excuse: we bought it from a foreigner while we were chasing the exiles."
Mo Jiuye was not unfamiliar with foreigners. They were just some big guys with blond hair and blue eyes.
He had seen such a person with his own eyes when he passed by a seaside pier.
Out of curiosity, he had taken a closer look.
Although he couldn't understand what the foreigners were saying, the things they took out of their pockets were things he had never seen before.
He Zhiran thought that using this excuse to expose the mini pistol might be a good idea.
Moreover, he also felt that the mini pistol was most suitable for self-defense for his female family members.
Even if he unfortunately died at the hands of those assassins, his family at least had a way to save their lives, and the hope of survival was still great.
Mo Jiuye said with gratitude:
"That's great, let's do as you say."
There are only two mini pistols at the moment. If He Zhiran wants to have more, he has to keep taking them out from outside the space.
After getting Mo Jiuye's consent, she immediately flashed out of the space.
Sitting in the tent, He Zhiran kept using his mind to summon the mini pistol.
Only when ten identical mini-pistols appeared in front of her did she return to the space.
After arranging the life-saving items for the women in the family, He Zhiran continued to explain some contents of "Wild History" to Mo Jiuye.
Mo Jiuye already knew that Nan Qi hated him because he was switched.
However, he does bear the unique mark of a Mohist man.
If Nan Qi also had such a mark on his body, he might suspect that the mark on his body was artificially forged.
However, he knew clearly that Nan Qi did not have any mark of the Mo family.
From this point of view, Mo Jiuye is very confident in his identity.
He is a genuine member of the Mo family. What's more, he looks almost 70% similar to his fourth brother, so there is no possibility that he was switched.
There were more and more doubts about this matter, and the two of them racked their brains but could not figure out the reason.
After all, there is no smoke without fire. Nan Qi would not suspect for no reason that he was not of royal blood.
It is not ruled out that someone who was against him deliberately instigated this matter in order to make Nan Qi want to get rid of Mo Jiuye personally.
However, based on Mo Jiuye's understanding of Nan Qi, he is not the kind of person who has no brains at all.
There must be some reasons that convince Nan Qi.
Or maybe, Nan Qi is indeed not of royal blood, and he learned this from Concubine Yuan.
If Concubine Yuan really did such a thing, she would definitely keep it to herself for the rest of her life and never tell anyone about it.
That could only mean that Nan Qi had overheard something.
The more they analyzed, the more confused they became, so they simply gave up thinking about it.
Anyway, it has been confirmed that Mo Jiuye is a genuine member of the Mo family. As for Nan Qi's identity, it has nothing to do with them.
This night was destined to be sleepless. When the two stood up from the dining table, the hour hand of the large clock on the wall had already pointed to three o'clock.
There are only two hours left until the usual wake-up time.
Mo Jiuye reminded: "We still have to travel soon, so it's better for us to rest for a while."
He didn't think anything of it when he was looking up the historical records of Nanrui just now. Now that he relaxed, He Zhiran was indeed a little sleepy. He went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, then lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.
Neither of them dared to sleep too deeply, for fear that if they woke up late, someone would find out that they were not in the tent.
He Zhiran was in a daze when she felt the person next to her move, and she immediately opened her eyes.
The two of them got up from the bed in tacit understanding, tidied themselves up and left the space.
After breakfast, while the officials were tidying up the tents, He Zhiran gathered all the female members of his family together.
She pretended to pile items into the mule cart, but in fact she intended to put the mini pistols into wooden boxes prepared in advance and hand them over to her family as soon as possible.
Although it was a bit hasty to choose this time to give them the mini pistols, Mo Jiuye felt that since he had guessed that Nanrui might attack him, he should arrange something that could save his family's life as soon as possible.
Mo Jiuye pretended to go into the carriage to sort out things and casually took out a wooden box containing ten mini pistols.
To prevent others from seeing it, he just opened the wooden box a little so that his family could see what was inside.
The women gathered outside the carriage and looked into the wooden box.
Seeing that her second daughter-in-law was about to ask loudly, Madam Mo said with a cold face:
"Xie, are you afraid that others won't know what we are doing?"
The second sister-in-law looked at her mother-in-law with a serious face and stuck out her tongue.
"I know I was wrong, mother."
When the others saw this, even though they were very curious about what was in the box, they did not ask.
Mo Jiuye glanced around and saw that everyone else was busy packing their luggage. He whispered to the women:
"The thing in the box is a hidden weapon that we bought from a foreigner on the road.
This hidden weapon has high lethality and is easy to operate.
Considering the dangers that may arise on the road, Ranran and I have decided to give each of you a hidden weapon for self-defense so that everyone can have a way to protect themselves."
Second sister-in-law has always been a carefree person. She has no interest in any hidden weapons, but she is attracted by the word "Ran Ran" from Mo Jiuye's mouth.
It seems that despite Ninth Brother's cold personality, the fact that he could call his sister-in-law like this shows that their relationship is heating up quite quickly.
It probably won’t be long before the Mohist school will be able to import more people.
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