Chapter 374 Defective Products for Extinguishing Lighter Flames

Inside the spacious and bright office of the minister.

Xiao Wang, who was just about to turn and contact the Special Front liaison, suddenly paused.

He thought of another question.

After letting out a long breath, Xiao Wang's shaken heart finally settled completely.

Since the firepower configuration of the frontline agents didn't have any fatal weaknesses, the heavy stone pressing on his chest was finally removed.

Immediately after, his curiosity surged up uncontrollably, like weeds in spring.

While in the corridor and entering to report earlier, he had been too preoccupied with fear and deducing terrible consequences.

His mind was filled with images of comrades sacrificing themselves, and he had no idea what kind of high-tech structure the gun he had forgotten about actually had.

Now that the crisis was averted, that manual, as thick as an Oxford dictionary, reappeared in his mind.

He remembered it again, turned around, and asked with a frown:

"Director Liu, what exactly is that pistol you previously ordered to be kept in the Armory's Special Retention Area?"

...

Hearing this question full of curiosity.

Liu Jianguo didn't speak immediately.

The old minister slowly put down the fountain pen in his hand.

Then, he reached out and took the smartphone on his desk, skillfully unlocking the screen.

His fingertips slid across the screen twice, directly opening the livestream room where Li Jiajun was still broadcasting.

On the screen, the familiar scene of the Baishui City factory office was playing.

Li Jiajun, now beaming with joy, had already started putting the last batch of Firefighting Parent-Child Pistols into the little yellow cart.

The popularity of the livestream room was exceptionally high, with bullet comments scrolling madly like a waterfall.

Liu Jianguo turned the phone screen around, facing Xiao Wang's line of sight.

He extended his index finger and pointed at the dusty plastic pistol held in Li Jiajun's hand on the screen, saying:

"It's this toy."

...

Looking at the product link being snatched up by tens of thousands of Netizens on the screen, and the prominent words "Children's Firefighting Toy" at the bottom of the page.

The subordinate was stunned on the spot.

His eyes instantly widened, his face filled with unconcealable shock.

"It's actually a toy?! A toy placed in the Special Retention Area?"

Xiao Wang blurted out, his voice filled with intense confusion and a sense of absurdity.

You should know that the Armory's Special Retention Area is the graveyard where the entire Military Industry Department stores cutting-edge discarded weapons that failed in development but had extremely ingenious partial designs.

Now, for the first time ever, a toy gun had been included?

However.

When he lowered his head and looked closely at the high-definition footage of the livestream.

On that small screen, he quickly recognized the young man who was gesticulating wildly during the broadcast.

It was none other than the famous Little Factory Director Li of the Li Family Toy Factory, whose black technology toys were frequently requisitioned by the authorities.

...

Seeing this familiar face.

Xiao Wang instantly had an epiphany.

'So it's the masterpiece of this Living Ancestor!'

'That makes perfect sense then.'

He stared blankly at the screen, the doubts in his heart completely swept away.

In Xiao Wang's eyes, he felt it indeed deserved to be placed in the Special Retention Area.

After all, considering Little Factory Director Li's previous heaven-defying achievements, from the Mechanical Dogs running all over the place to the Carbon Fiber Fishing Rods that could pull an airplane.

Taking any one of them would make researchers from various military industry institutes fight tooth and nail for it.

With such a god-like R&D record as backing.

This so-called "toy pistol," even if it were a piece of junk, would still be qualified to enter this Special Retention Area to gather dust.

Simply dismantling and studying a small part inside might bring great inspiration to the existing military industry system.

...

But.

The thoughts that had just settled down soon began to stir again.

At the thought of Little Factory Director Li's terrifying constitution where "whatever he makes gets requisitioned."

And his bad track record of always "hanging a sheep's head while selling dog meat"—packaging strategic-grade equipment as civilian products.

Then, the subordinate became nervous again.

Past lessons learned with blood and tears were still vivid in his mind; things that slipped out of Little Factory Director Li's hands often had combat effects even more shocking than regular munitions.

He swallowed hard, feeling his throat go dry.

Then, he asked cautiously:

"Director Liu, is it really okay to sell this toy invented by Little Factory Director Li publicly on the platform like this in the little yellow cart?"

The subtext of these words was very clear.

It was that he felt every one of the other's inventions was packed with technological content.

What if...

Perhaps this seemingly inconspicuous plastic pistol this time was also some kind of micro-weapon with startling lethality!

If it flowed into the civilian population in large quantities and was bought and modified in bulk by people with ulterior motives, wouldn't that cause a huge mess?

...

Facing his subordinate's tense appearance, as if facing a formidable enemy and seeing every bush and tree as an enemy soldier.

Liu Jianguo only took one glance and instantly saw through his thoughts.

The old minister smiled and shook his head, picking up a teacup that had just been refilled with hot water.

"I know what you want to say."

Then, he waved his hand casually, indicating there was no need to worry.

"The Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol he came up with this time is just a defective product he made while developing firefighting equipment because the load capacity was too low."

Liu Jianguo's tone was firm, using the most direct language to dispel Xiao Wang's concerns.

"This kind of pistol can only extinguish a flame like that of a lighter; it has no lethality whatsoever."

...

At this point, Liu Jianguo turned his gaze back to the phone screen.

Looking at Li Jiajun on the screen, who was still vigorously promoting the "children's bestseller," a smile of having everything under control appeared in his eyes.

Hearing the final verdict personally delivered by Minister Liu.

Combined with his absolute trust in the old leader's professional judgment.

Only then did the subordinate Xiao Wang breathe another sigh of relief.

'If even Director Liu says it has no lethality, then it must really be junk.'

'As long as this thing doesn't suddenly explode, then it doesn't matter how Little Factory Director Li sells it online; it has nothing to do with us.' This thought surfaced in his mind.

His tense nerves relaxed completely.

Xiao Wang stood up straight, preparing to take his leave from Liu Jianguo and hurry to carry out the liaison task assigned earlier.