Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 313 The organization has been lodged! (ask for tickets and subscribe)
"Brother, when you were in college, you didn't go through the back door, did you?"

"I'm not a psychology major." Vodka's doubt made Gin's eyebrows twitch, "In short, you have to try everything before you know."

Xiaolan hesitated a little, the purpose of Qin Jiu bringing her here is to restore her memory?

But isn't it too early to recover now?She hasn't learned anything yet.

"Don't think too much." Fu Jiang saw through Xiaolan's thoughts at a glance, bent his body and put his mouth next to her ear, "Choose virtual shooting, and you will know the benefits."

Xiaolan instinctively believed in Fu Jiang, accepted his suggestion, and chose virtual shooting. The firearm she used was the simulated assault rifle in her hand.

But before she can start shooting, she first needs to learn how to load, reload, and shoot an assault rifle.

Chianti reached out for the assault rifle in Xiaolan's hand and demonstrated it to her.

"Are you listening?"

She noticed that Xiaolan had been looking at the tattoos on her face.

"Oh, it's just a scar, I'll cover it with a tattoo, it won't be any uglier anyway." Chianti waved his hand casually.

Since it will be covered with a tattoo, it obviously still minds, right?Who really doesn't care about their own face?
"Thank you." Xiaolan raised her chin slightly, "My name is Mao Lilan."

Unexpectedly, the girl in front of her directly said her real name, Chianti froze, moved her mouth and said her real name in a small voice.

Xiaolan didn't hear clearly and tilted her head.

"It's okay, just call me Chianti." Chianti raised the corner of his mouth and hooked Xiaolan's shoulder, "You are very sincere, I like you very much."

She wrote a string of numbers and handed it to Xiaolan, "Anyone who wants to ask you for anything in the future, please call me."

Xiaolan put away the business card, "Hello, Chianti."

Chianti nodded, and pointed to the man behind him who looked like a little old man and was wearing black disc goggles with his head bowed silently, "That's Cohen."

"Hello, Cohen." Xiao Lan greeted lightly.

Cohen lowered his head and did not speak, and began to organize his words, predicting Xiaolan's various replies, and preparing for the response.

As usual, he failed to say hello, and he deeply apologized to Xiaolan in his heart.

After Xiaolan knew how to shoot and change magazines, the others went up the stairs.

The surrounding scene began to change and became the scene of a wedding banquet.

Gin chose the environment that was most similar to Xiaolan when she was in danger.

"Your target is the President of the United States, Kevin, an excellent businessman, a qualified politician, and an incompetent president."

"Who is Kevin?" Xiaolan frowned, she didn't know this guy.

Before Qin Jiu told her who the target was, Xiao Lan shook her head, "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

The moment she said this, Qin Jiu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, his hunch came true.

Xiaolan picked up her assault rifle, aimed at the guests at the banquet, and started shooting.

Da da da da
Flames spewed out from the irregularly beating muzzles, and the talking and laughing guests lay on the ground and continued talking and laughing.

As the only square-faced man who responded to the bullet fled desperately to the exit, Xiaolan's eyes that had been dead silent after amnesia began to recover.

For the first time, her pupils were illuminated, and she let go of her left hand holding the gun, and stood in a more comfortable and casual posture, holding the assault rifle in one hand, and letting the muzzle fly with the bullets at will with her strong wrist.

Popping, chug, bursting flower pots and bowls, the man desperately fleeing in the opposite direction of the gun, the dilapidated and weird guests talking and laughing on the ground, an ordinary phantom training is like an entertainment game.

However, when the dangling muzzle finally approached Kevin and was about to sweep over his body, Gin turned off the projection.

The scene of sudden disappearance made Xiaolan startled for a moment, the look in her eyes fluctuated a little but became more solid.

"what happened?"

"Your mission is to kill Kevin." Qin Jiu said coldly, "If it is true, you are already dead."

"It's just virtual." Xiaolan retorted.

She wouldn't do such a crazy thing in reality.

"Virtual?" Qin Jiu's mouth moved, "That's not necessarily true."

He looked at Fu Jiang, there was a lunatic who would say 'that's just a mannequin' after killing someone.

If this continues, he can even predict Xiaolan's future.

In the court, Xiaolan, the crazy murderer who was sentenced to life imprisonment in a lunatic asylum, shouted unjustly: "Those are just virtual!"

As the head of the organization in Tokyo, Gin felt it was his duty to prevent such things from happening.

He doesn't want his colleagues to be either crazy or freaky.

He was already very tired and really didn't want to worry about a new psychopath.

Although Xiaolan was a little dissatisfied, she could still listen to Qin Jiu's words, and this was one of the only two people in her memory.

"It's good to do this, it relieves pressure." She murmured in a low voice.

The sense of helplessness without memory and the fear of being killed at any time all dissipated under this random destruction.

Under Fu Jiang's suggestion, she used the virtual environment to vent her emotions that she couldn't usually vent, which really made her feel a lot easier.

Gin operated the machine with his fingers, "The hit rate is 12%, and the effective shooting is 62%. You'd better tell me you did it on purpose."

"It's not the result that should be seen in an entertainment." Fu Jiang's eyes curled up in disbelief, and he looked at Xiaolan appreciatively, "Lan, you've done a good job."

This game is too unintelligent, and the exhilaration brought by the destruction of the scene, the ups and downs of the player's mood, and the burst of adrenaline are not counted in the score.

"The virtual practice equipment that the organization spends a lot of money on is not for playing." There were faint veins rolling on Qin Jiu's forehead.

If that gentleman knows that all of you are playing this thing as a game, he will be so angry that he will kick his legs and die.

The corners of Fu Jiang's mouth drooped slightly, and his eyes became more serious, "Isn't it for playing? You denied its secondary value, and denied that gentleman's clever plan to meet both training and entertainment needs at the same time for a single fee? No way, Gin, although I knew you didn't have any economic sense, but I didn't expect you to think that a banknote can only be spent once."

He first misinterpreted the original meaning by pinning the hat on his hands, then secretly changed the concept, and finally completed the shift of focus. He really understood the truth of the debate combos that come with modern traversers.

As an honest killer who is not good at arguing with people, Qin Jiu has no reason to refute Fu Jiang's praise of that gentleman, and he can't use facts as evidence to refute Fu Jiang's claim that he has no economic sense.

The development of his industry is indeed quite satisfactory, and since Grabar joined the organization, although the funds in Tokyo have become more and more scarce, the total annual income has reached a new high in the middle of the year, and the above expressed their satisfaction. .

He gave Fu Jiang a cold look who would not be intimidated by his aura, "Can one bill be spent twice?"

"Whether it is the literal meaning or the implied meaning, there is only one answer, and it can take countless times." Fu Jiang put his fingers together and glanced at the vodka.

The meaning is obvious, if you think there is something wrong with what I said, you can ask the almighty vodka.

"Brother." Vodka, who has some background in economics, scratched his head. "We won't tell him anymore. We can't talk about it. He has done a lot of things for nothing, and he has also exchanged countless benefits for the same price."

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just go to Grabana Hospital. Now that Mihua Town has been monopolized, it is still reaching out. When the Sijing Consortium is destroyed, it will be another big profit.

During this process, this grappa didn't slip a single yen out of his fingers.

Because it was agreed with Grabar that the hospital will be used as a sub-base and also a secret research institute, so the money for the construction is provided by the organization.

The first batch of medical staff were also paid by researchers paid by the organization, and the money for the purchase of medical equipment was also paid by Akemi Miyano to redeem her sister.

Even the amount of money that was paid out when the medical monopoly was established later was made by the hospital's development, and the money generated money. He reported that it was to help the organization build a base, and he paid for it free of charge.

In the end, he didn’t spend a penny, and he became a rich man. He spent all day idle in Rolls-Royce and villas humming songs. All day long, he asked to learn more from Grappa to save him from worrying, and told that gentleman a lot of good things.

This is not just a bill spent twice, but a bill picked up at random and spent [-] times.

Although Vodka was honest in his heart, he understood Grabar, and was not fooled by appearances because of his extraordinary ability and terrifying aura.

This person returned to the organization purely because he was tired of working and had no way out, so he came back to prostitute for nothing.

Qin Jiu carefully recalled what Fu Jiang had been doing all this time, as if he understood something, the way he looked at him changed a bit.

It's not the kind of eyes that look at undercover mice, but another kind of eyes that are also crawling around in the organization, unable to shoot or shoot some kind of dirty things.

Broken, the organization was lodged by Grabar!
"Speaking of which, Lan has never learned guns, not only assault rifles, but also pistols. It's normal to have a poor hit rate."

Fu Jiang put on a dead face without any desire, and changed the subject casually, as if the money mentioned before was just a trivial matter.

Xiaolan put the gun aside, raised her hands to show Qin Jiu, and proved Fu Jiang's words.

There are no gun cocoons on it.

"Don't judge whether a person can shoot by his hands." Qin Jiu also restrained his thoughts and subconsciously taught.

Xiaolan has to find a way to take back her right to teach, and if she learns something from Grabar, then the good seed will rot.

Grabar is a man with great skills, strong abilities, and high operational efficiency. He will do any task quickly and quickly for you, but he can't stand him.

Sure enough, only the wrong name was given, and no wrong code was given. Grabar deserved his name. There are so many Ren Grabars, this is the most despicable one, it can be said to be the crumb of crumbs.

Fortunately, the rye whiskey that almost got the grappa code name was not half as despicable as he was, otherwise the organization might have disappeared.

Xiaolan didn't know that Qinjiu had already started to compete with Fu Jiang for her custody, so she just returned a questioning look.

"Wearing gloves can delay gun calluses, and there are special medications to protect the skin on the hands, and finally, some people don't let you see their hands."

Gin raised his left hand, Vodka raised his right hand, and Tequila shook his hands.

They all wore black gloves on their hands.

Xiaolan nodded thoughtfully, "So, in the future, I will never leave my gloves?"

She was a little worried, because her father seemed to be a good detective, and it might be difficult for her to hide him.

Taking this into consideration, Gin picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on the wall, "Tokai, bring the shooting ointment developed by the organization."

"You won't find someone else? Huh?"

"You are the most free." Gin Jiu hung the walkie-talkie back on the wall, and the noisy voice still came from the walkie-talkie.

There was no interruption, until the sound of dissatisfied blame came from the intercom into the scene.

When the elevator came up here, a tall and thin skinny old man with the same hairstyle, beard and nose as Dr. A Li came over.

Although he looks very old, his back is straight and he walks vigorously.

"I'm free? Do you know how busy I am? Do you know how much time you've wasted on me?"

"Heh, you're still developing the 'Silver Bullet'?" Gin took the ointment from the old man, "It's been more than ten years."

"Hmph, it's been longer than you know. If it wasn't for them...tsk, if they were still there, I would have been freed from the shackles of this research."

Tokai's face darkened, "The only successor I have in mind is the daughter who inherited their brains, but look at what you have done? I saw that you were a pure three-haired beast when you were young !"

Qin Jiu let out a cold snort and ignored him, and the relationship between the two who hadn't dealt with each other dropped to freezing point because of the Shirley incident.

And he didn't bother to explain that he wasn't the one who killed Minmei, and he wouldn't shirk the responsibility for Shirley's escape.

He handed the ointment to Xiaolan, "Take it back, rub it on your hands, and you won't get calluses."

This is a special beauty product researched by the organization, and its protective effect on the skin is far superior to that of the skin care products on the market by many times.

This is also the organization's protection of its own members, otherwise the enemy can easily lock the suspected target through gloves and gun cocoons.

But unfortunately, after this thing was developed, the Japanese public security, FBI, CIA, DGSE and other organizations are also beneficiaries.

This kind of product with low confidentiality was easily stolen and copied by enemy spies, and the organization could not sue them, so they could only suffer from it.

In Gin's words, those intelligence agencies and law enforcement officers are all robbers and thieves, who armed themselves with powerful things developed by others.

Xiao Lan didn't know what Qin Jiu was thinking, after taking the ointment, her face was filled with joy, "Can it be used to wipe your face?"

Even if she lost her memory and acquired some of Fu Jiang's characteristics, she is still a 17-year-old girl with a love of beauty.

"Yes, many girls and boys in the organization use it as skin care products."

Tokai rolled his eyes, "I'll have someone deliver a box later, and don't let Gin bother me for such a trivial matter, I'm ten thousand times busier than him."

Although his tone was still very aggressive, his attitude towards Xiaolan was obviously much softer than towards Gin.

He took his own special elevator and went to his own floor.

If Fu Jiang had obtained "Hunter Instinct" or "Ruthless Iron Hand", he would be very excited about this skin care product.

But now he doesn't need to.

It has become his instinct to activate the ability to protect the palm when shooting.

As for the face, does his face still need skin care products?

He really wished that he could be a little more ugly, so that he would exude a little bit just enough to scare others away without being called to the police.

After rubbing the ointment on her hands, Xiao Lan carefully put away the ointment, as if it was some kind of treasure.

"I want to practice marksmanship, preferably with a gun that can be carried with me."

"I don't suggest that." Gin shook his head and refused, "You can't stay here for a long time, and none of us are free enough to practice guns with you."

At the beginning, he agreed to Xiaolan's coming to the shooting range just to try to see if it could restore her memory.

But the result is regrettable, and it may cause Xiaolan to suffer from Fu Jiang's disease.

"Your purpose is to learn the knowledge to protect yourself, and knowledge is not limited to guns."

Gin picked up the walkie-talkie again, "Tokai, bring the whole set of textbooks."

"cnm!"

"I don't have a horse." Gin replied coldly.

After a few minutes, a boy holding two cardboard boxes, one big and one small, came over.

Out of curiosity, they quickly glanced at Gin, and then quickly looked away.

Wow, it's the person in the textbook!

Although there may be emotional ups and downs in their hearts that may be excited or angry, they still quickly put the cardboard box on the ground, then turned and left without stopping.

It's bad manners to observe others, especially a killer.

This will cause them instinctive restlessness and defensiveness, which is a serious provocation.

According to the textbook, there are hundreds of innocent detectives who are mistakenly killed by Quan Nihong every year because they can't control their curiosity.

Xiaolan first picked up the small box, ready to look at the textbooks inside, but then her expression froze.

Because it contains skin care products, that is to say, the so-called teaching materials
It was the box half as big as her body! ?

Noticing Xiaolan's strange expression, Qin Jiu opened the box, picked out a few basic textbooks and handed them to Xiaolan.

"Learn these first."

Within Ten Steps: Fists and Bullets - Anonymous

The Art of Exploding: On the Efficacy of Bombs - Pisco
The Art of Exploding: How to Deal with the Wrong Explosions - Pisco
"Pisco Teach You Criminal Planning" - Pisco
"Social Basics: Discover Your Temperament, Killer Charm" - Alex

"Three Elements of Anti-killing" - Anonymous

"Behavioral Observation" - Belmode

"How to Protect Yourself Online" - Vodka
"Explosion Engineering" - Vodka
Sociology: The Killer in the Crowd - Vodka
"Psychological Change Inference: Don't Let Yourself Become a Psychologically Diseased Child" - Vodka
"Using the Law: A Detailed Explanation of Legal Loopholes" - Vodka
"Detailed Explanation of Various Firearms" - Anonymous

"How to Kill Gin, Where the Killer's Weakness Is All" - Anonymous

Detective and Counter-Reconnaissance Skills of FBI Ace Agents - Rye Whiskey
"The Best and Coolest Way to Kill" Part [-] - Golden Ale
Organizational Rules: Maintaining the Organizations We Love Most - Bourbon

Qin Jiu took out a stack of textbooks and stuffed them into Xiaolan's arms, "These are compulsory courses for beginners."

It contains everything Xiaolan needs, including the situation she is facing now, what to do if she is being targeted by a killer.

And the necessary knowledge of members of various organizations, such as the psychology paper written by Vodka, which talks about how to deal with increased guilt or disregard for life due to too many murders.

"Compulsory course?" The corner of Xiaolan's mouth twitched, "Elective course?"

"If you are interested in a certain field or have talent, you can take some optional courses." Gin explained.

Xiaolan took a hissing breath, then patted her heart, "This is a good thing, you can do it, Lan, take your time"

She picked up the book by Golden Ale, which was exactly what she wanted, she desperately needed this kind of knowledge to face danger.

Qin Jiu glanced at the author of the book, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, remembering the scene where Xiao Lan shot the virtual projection just now.

With a stretch of his hand, he took the book back and stuffed it at the bottom of the box, "This book is not compulsory."

Xiaolan took root beside Fu Jiang to absorb nutrients and grew up by absorbing sewage. What if she poured a few pots of nuclear waste seawater?
　Oops, I was careless and didn't flash, and forgot to divide the chapters. Today, I added a new chapter invisible, so. Ask for tickets and subscriptions~
　　This seems to be the first time that this book has asked for tickets and subscriptions since it was put on the shelves.

　　
　
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