Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

The training ground is underground. It not only has a sufficient training ground and shooting range, but also has enough ammunition. In Heyue's view, it is just a small arsenal.

She walked around curiously, but Gin didn't stop her and went straight to the gun to get the bullets.

Tsuruzuki's shooting level is quite satisfactory, slightly better than that of ordinary shooting enthusiasts. After all, whether it was Akai Shuichi who introduced her, or later Morio Genji and Gin, they all belong to the top shooting category. Although she is not talented, But the skills mastered are still sufficient.

The results of the first few rounds of bullets were not very good. After a moment of adaptation, it stabilized at the eighth ring. Although it was just a brush, it was at least touched. This was her limit.

Heyue fired the bullets, holding the Beretta and looking longingly at Gin beside him.

Gin gave her a calm look and pressed the button to move the target further.

Heyue took a deep breath, loaded the bullet under his serious gaze, held the Beretta and raised it with sharp eyes.

Gin recorded her results and roughly knew her current level. He estimated the time and stopped at a certain point.

Heyue breathed a sigh of relief. The hand holding the gun was trembling, and her knuckles were still clasped tightly, a little stuck. Her forehead was also covered with a layer of sweat, and her sweaty temples stuck to the side of her face.

I feel pity for you.

Gin's Adam's apple rolled, and he took a few steps forward and took a tissue from his pocket to wipe her sweat.

Then, he held her trembling palms and massaged her knuckles with his warm fingertips to help her relax slowly.

He Yue let out a low cry, and her body, which had been tense for a long time, relaxed a little bit.

After a while, Gin changed the moving target for her.

Heyue had practiced in this area. Although he could only hit the target by a narrow margin, he still missed the target, which surprised Gin.

Heyue said seriously, "My teacher taught me this. He is very good."

Gin mused, "It's really good."

To be fair, Heyue doesn't have much talent in shooting. The teacher who can teach her to such a level is really good.

Of course, Heyue herself must have spent a lot of time and energy, and the obvious calluses on her knuckles were proof of her hard work.

Heyue nodded vigorously, "He is really powerful."

Gin pressed the top of her hair, came behind her, and held her hand.

“Seize the best opportunity and don’t hesitate.”

His voice was as mellow as strong liquor, and he patiently explained to her the precautions for such a dynamic target.

As a member of the organization's action team, the targets he faces are naturally dynamic, and he has rich experience in dynamic targets.

But the most important thing is practice. No matter how talented you are, you still need bullets to develop feel and muscle memory.

Fortunately, he has no shortage of bullets here.

After explaining the precautions and his experience, Gin put Hezuki's noise-cancelling earmuffs back on, held her hand and waited patiently.

At the moment when the dynamic target is about to move into the bullet shooting range, pull the trigger without hesitation.

Then, he continued with her until the bullet was empty.

Gin pulled down her noise-canceling earmuffs, "Remember this feeling."

Heyue took a deep breath, held Beretta tightly, and nodded vigorously, "Okay."

Gin took his hand back and let her continue.

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be accomplished overnight. Even he has gained beast-like intuition and experience through countless bullets.

His requirements for Silly Rabbit are not high, as long as he can pull the trigger decisively in dangerous situations and earn himself a chance to escape.

When night fell, the exhausted Heyue walked out of the training ground and lay directly on the rocking chair in the courtyard without moving, looking listless.

She was really tired after practicing shooting all afternoon.

Vodka is preparing for the barbecue, all the ingredients have been processed, and all the lights in the courtyard are on. It feels like being in a fairy tale.

Heyue turned over in the rocking chair and changed her face to bask in the moonlight.

Watching Vodka start grilling skewers skillfully, Heyue became interested again, "I want to try it too!"

Vodka said "ok", gave her some skewers, and briefly explained to her the precautions for flipping the skewers.

When Gin came over with the wine, he saw Vodka and He Yue happily grilling skewers, and the smoke of fireworks was rising, which was particularly obvious under the light.

As he got closer, he saw the obvious oil stains on the corners of Heyue's mouth. The vodka on the side skillfully placed the grilled meat skewers on the plate in front of her, and thoughtfully sprinkled the dipping sauce.

It was obvious she was grilling and eating it at the same time.

Gin was not surprised by this, he just sat down next to her calmly, opened a bottle of sparkling water and put it in her hand.

He is not wearing the iconic coat now. The dark shirt wraps his body, the bulging muscles hold up the material, and the hem of the clothes is tucked into the waistband of his trousers, biting the smooth waistline.

Heyue happily ate the freshly baked chicken wings with vodka, and suddenly thought of something, "How long will it take to renovate the basement?"

She was indeed shocked by such an underground training ground today.

Gin brushed away the hair that was in her mouth and asked her, "Do you have this plan?"

Heyue nodded, "I feel that it would be much more convenient if I had a laboratory at home. I can do some research at home and don't need to rely on the laboratory in school all the time."

Gin thoughtfully said, "It depends on the scale and specifications you want, and the special requirements for the laboratory should also be taken into consideration."

Some high-precision experiments have extremely strict requirements on the laboratory, such as temperature, humidity, dust-free, anti-static, etc., which all need to be taken into consideration.

After the laboratory is renovated, the maintenance of the laboratory also needs to be considered.

Heyue listened carefully and thought about it, "Okay, I understand."

Gin asked her again, "Are you anxious?"

Heyue nodded, then shook her head, "I'm not particularly anxious. I'm still looking at the house."

She currently lives in a rented apartment, and it is obviously not practical to renovate a laboratory there, so she is currently looking at suitable single-family homes.

After working with Atobe for several years, she already had a lot of savings. It was okay to buy a house. As long as it wasn't a particularly luxurious villa in a wealthy area, there would be no problem.

Of course, she couldn't buy a house in a remote place just to save money.

There are a lot of factors to consider, and she hasn't decided yet.

Gin nodded, "If you're not in a hurry, wait for me for a while and I'll give you some designs."

Converting a basement into a laboratory is not a simple project. Not only must the experiment be carried out smoothly, but safety, anti-theft, emergency response, confidentiality, etc. must also be considered.

Heyue smiled and fed him a piece of beef, "Okay~"

Heyue was very satisfied with this barbecue meal. With the constant feeding of vodka, she was able to eat her fill smoothly.

After taking digestive pills, she walked around the mansion.

The next day, I practiced shooting in the morning and physical skills in the afternoon.

Heyue obviously felt that the techniques taught to her by the villain were becoming more and more sophisticated, and they were very suitable for her body shape and physical strength, as if they were tailor-made for her.

Of course, she was still in pain from the beating.

The day before returning to Tokyo, a tired Usagi lay on Gin's chest and played with his silver hair in boredom.

The soreness of overwork still lingered on her body, especially the place that had been visited repeatedly just now. It was hot and numb, and even the bones that had been beaten in the past few days were numb.

At this time, a note appeared in front of her, with sharp handwriting in a style she was familiar with.