Conan's winery play house

Chapter 447

"...It's not cold anymore." Kikukawa Seiichiro looked around with a puzzled expression.

The sudden coldness disappeared when Ato started asking them if they were cold.

"By the way, Hideki, have you arranged any activities for us? You must have already made arrangements, right?" Takizawa Shinya asked excitedly.

Hideki Zhuxing will always make arrangements in advance and is a reliable and reliable teammate.

They are also used to the style of leaving everything to each other.

What Christmas activities will Hideki Zhuxing arrange for them this time?

All three are looking forward to it.

Aituo thought about the plan Hideki Mohohoshi had written yesterday.

Xiushu has arranged a full day today, everyone will be very happy.

he thought confidently.

"Of course, I've already made arrangements." Zhuxing Hideki had an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Let's practice marksmanship for half an hour first."

"It's right here, guns and bullets can be used casually." Zhu Xingxiu said.

The expectant expressions of Jiang Shouhuang and the others stiffened, and the corners of their upturned mouths collapsed.

"The Christmas event you arranged for us...is training?" Kikukawa Seiichiro asked, looking at the target not far away.

"Hey, shouldn't you relax and play at Christmas? Hideki..." Takizawa Shin also tried to struggle.

Anyway, on such a good day for the festival, they originally planned to have an adventure at Zhuxing Xiushu's house, instead of sending them to the door for training.

"Other people are playing at Christmas, which is a waste of time, and we use this time to strengthen and enrich ourselves, isn't it more meaningful than playing things that have long been tired of?" Zhu Xingxiushu started to fool his friends again the behavior of.

This can be said to be a basic operation for him, after all, the final result must be what he wants.

Except for Miyamoto Aito, he couldn't fool the other party. No matter what he said, Miyamoto Aito seemed to have his own set of special ways of thinking. In the end, it was what Miyamoto Aito wanted. .

Although the other party seems to be deceitful and easy to bully...

"It does make sense to say that, but..." Jiang Shouhuang felt that something was wrong.

"Today is Christmas." He said suspiciously.

"And then? Receive gifts, give gifts, open gifts, go to amusement parks, ski resorts, boating? Aren't you bored?" Hideki Zhuhoshi asked again righteously.

"The bullets here are unlimited, and it is very troublesome for you to get the bullets yourself." Then Hideki Zhuxing changed his words.

Of course guns and bullets can be obtained, otherwise how can there be a professional shooting club?
But that needs to be paid, and the annual membership fee is not low. If calculated according to the number of bullets required, the more bullets, the more expensive it will be.

For training, it is normal to have hundreds of bullets a day, but only more than 1000 bullets for $[-], which is enough for two or three days of practice.

It might be okay for Akira Esho and Shinya Takizawa, they can always get it with some effort, but the Kikukawa family... has no such way.

"I know, I know..." Takizawa Shinya replied dejectedly.

"You didn't let us come to your house for this reason, did you?" Jiang Shouhuang asked.

"Otherwise?" Zhu Xingxiu raised his chin and looked flamboyant.

What can Jiang Shouhuang and the others do?They can only give up the planned play and start practicing guns.

"The children of Zhuxing's family started learning guns when they were eight years old. Although the family didn't require us to be sharpshooters, they only taught us basic usage, but it also laid a good foundation for the members of Zhuxing's family to enter the police academy. Whether it is the police department or the Metropolitan Police Department, it is very popular, and there are people from the Zhuxing family in the police stations of various places..." Zhuhoshi Hideki stood aside and began to popularize the education of the Zhuhoshi family to the friends.

"However, although the recoil of a pistol is not as strong as that of a rifle, it is still there, especially for children. If the posture of holding the gun is not correct, the pistol may be dropped..."

"So it's best to hold the gun with both hands when you train." He explained the posture of using the gun to several people.

"Aito, do you want to show everyone how good your marksmanship is? There are no other people now." Zhu Xingxiu suddenly looked at the figure playing with a gun aside.

Wearing earmuffs, holding guns in both hands and aiming at the target, the three people who did not achieve satisfactory results quickly turned their heads and looked over.

"Speaking of which, Eto's marksmanship is good, but we only saw that one time..."

"Let us see again, and then teach us too..."

"If Aito was a policeman, he would be a perfect marksman."

"But it's impossible for him to be a policeman. It's fine if he's an ordinary member of the Miyamoto family. Aitto is the only child. He should inherit the Miyamoto Group in the future."

The three of you are talking with each other.

"Do you like to embarrass yourself in front of him?" Zhu Xingxiushu's tone was subtle.

"At that time, the target that the gun hits the bull's-eye will be compared with the targets that are close to you?" He asked.

The three elementary school students fell silent for a moment, then put on the earmuffs again, and began to train seriously.

Much more attentive than before.

Morohoshi Hideki and Miyamoto Aituo also stood aside and started shooting.

Miyamoto Aitto didn't wear earmuffs, nor did he take any protective measures. He simply stood in the shooting position and raised his gun to shoot.

Not even a pause, one shot after another.

His face was expressionless when he fired the gun, like a perfect killing machine.

Watching him shoot has a heart-pounding, dizzying feel to it.

It seems that you can smell the smell of gunpowder and blood, and you can also hear the wailing of the dead on the battlefield.

It was the subconscious mind reminding them of the danger, so they should stay away quickly.

"Smile..." the white-haired boy whispered.

He had emptied the magazine in his gun.

"Xiu Shu, look quickly." A smile was put on his face again, and he pointed at the target and opened his mouth.

In the center of the target, the bullet holes form a smiling expression.

The upward arc is particularly obvious.

This smiling emoji spans the eighth and tenth rings.

"You really treat this kind of training as a game..." Zhu Xingxiushu was very tired.

They may not be able to hit the tenth ring after training seriously, but Miyamoto Ato doesn't care about the so-called results.

"Isn't this a shooting game?" Aito asked suspiciously.

After all, these targets are very close and will not move.

It's just the level of the game.

For training, you should use humanoid moving targets, right...

Miyamoto Aituo thought seriously, did he think wrong?

"Forget it, it's a game for you." Zhuxing Xiushu was tired and didn't want to explain anything.

Is this level really too simple?
"Actually, these targets can be moved." Hideki Zhuhoshi said suddenly.

"Would you like to try?" he asked the other friends.

"Give it a try." Jiang Shouhuang replied indifferently.

Although they can't even aim at the fixed target...

The moving target is definitely not hit.

But it doesn't affect them wanting to give it a try.

"Then try it." Zhu Xingxiushu stepped aside and pressed the button to move.

The fixed target immediately began to move left and right, and the speed was not too slow.

It is adjusted according to the running speed of ordinary people.

"Aito, you..." Hideki Mohohoshi looked up at Miyamoto Aito.

But he only saw the other party's appearance of naturally loading the magazine and firing the gun calmly.

He didn't even aim, as if he was just shooting randomly.

The opponent stopped until all the bullets were emptied again.

Zhu Xingxiu also quickly pressed the pause button, and the targets in front of each returned to their original positions.

The red in the center of the target belonging to Aito Miyamoto has been beaten into a sieve, and it is full of bullet holes at first glance, like a honeycomb.

As for the target in front of the others, the best score was ten rings, but it was left before moving, and it was Zhu Xingxiushu's own target.

"You..." Zhu Xingxiushu looked at the three friends beside him.

"Half an hour is not enough, Zhu Xing, let's practice for an hour." Jiang Shouhuang said solemnly.

"...Also..." Zhu Xingxiu nodded.

Sure enough, let Ai Tuo show off, Jiang Shou and the others will be motivated.

After all, everyone is about the same age, and no one wants to fall behind too much.

"Well done, Aito." Hideki Zhuhoshi gave a thumbs up to the little pressure expert in the team.

　Why would anyone be surprised that I'm a female...

　　I never said that I am a man, and sometimes I call myself a beautiful girl in the comments, which male author would do that.

　　And the atmosphere of this book is strange... not because I am a woman! ! !It's because of Aito's character and character setting!Twisted and lacking in love, so longing for love, saying love to both men and women, liking intimate physical contact, the atmosphere is strange and normal.

　　And it is said that men dream about messing with women, and women dream about messing with men... Is it possible that the men I dreamed of are all the murderers who killed me?
　　Laughing to death, I have never dreamed of being in a normal relationship in this life, being killed every day, jumping into rivers and buildings, jumping off cliffs, beheading, dismembering, and dreaming that I was fried into vegetables, outrageous!
　　I, a beautiful girl, will never fall in love in this life, and I am not interested in love.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)